<?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-2099256977295884845</id><updated>2012-02-17T10:11:29.984+08:00</updated><category term='Outtings'/><category term='Fixes'/><category term='Random'/><category term='Travelling'/><category term='Games'/><category term='Rants'/><category term='Technology'/><category term='Moments'/><category term='Review'/><category term='Thoughts'/><category term='Resident Evil'/><category term='Jokes'/><category term='Happenings'/><category term='Programming'/><title type='text'>My Life, My Pace</title><subtitle type='html'>Welcome to the blog of a lazy text blogger turned still lazy photo blogger. Here you'll be able to find my rants, moments and adventures as I phase through my life at my own pace with my iPhone 4 and Samsung NX100. Stay tuned!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>106</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-1938681382468708342</id><published>2011-08-02T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T16:40:13.310+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fixes'/><title type='text'>[FIX] USB devices not recognized on Windows 7</title><content type='html'>It was a frustrating personal experience just moments ago.&lt;br /&gt;I was in office and none of my USB ports recognizes any of my USB devices.&lt;br /&gt;I scampered for a solution online without a moment of hesitation.&lt;br /&gt;After hours of grueling digging and searching on Google.&lt;br /&gt;I've finally found a solution which really works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Unplug your computer.&lt;/strong&gt; Don't just turn it off with the power button, you need to actually unplug the cable from the power supply for at least 1 minute.&amp;nbsp;This often resets your USB hub on your&amp;nbsp;motherboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Remove the battery.&lt;/strong&gt; If your computer&amp;nbsp;is a laptop, remove the&amp;nbsp;power cable and battery for&amp;nbsp;at least 2 to 3 minutes before plugging it back in and restarting Windows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;The second step worked for me as I am a laptop user. After 3 minutes, I turned on my laptop and everything was back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the solution from this website. Hence, credits to the website:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://windows-exe-errors.com/fix-windows-7-usb-device-not-recognized-error/"&gt;http://windows-exe-errors.com/fix-windows-7-usb-device-not-recognized-error/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-1938681382468708342?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/1938681382468708342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2011/08/fix-usb-devices-not-recognized-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/1938681382468708342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/1938681382468708342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2011/08/fix-usb-devices-not-recognized-on.html' title='[FIX] USB devices not recognized on Windows 7'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Singapore</georss:featurename><georss:point>1.352083 103.81983600000001</georss:point><georss:box>1.213633 103.573908 1.4905329999999999 104.06576400000002</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-2287919077963568283</id><published>2011-06-24T12:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T15:15:57.726+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moments'/><title type='text'>Busy as a bee</title><content type='html'>Omg, it's been so long since I've updated my blog &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;Been really busy lately after settling down in my new company.&lt;br /&gt;Just gotten my new laptop two weeks ago and spent about 4-5 days configuring it because there were just too many movies to catch, and Green Lantern was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if you're wondering what laptop I got for myself, I dare say I finally gotten hold of a decent gaming laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Facebook album for&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.2128727975344.2129571.1160292784&amp;amp;l=035247fcc5" target="_blank"&gt;Unveiling the Dell XPS 15 core i7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dell XPS 15 really has some extreme juice packed in it. I'm able to run Red Faction: Armageddon, Lost Planet 2 and Dungeon Siege 3 on DirectX 11 and very high settings without any glitches or low frame rates.&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting to get my hands on some original titles such as StarCraft II and Diablo III.&lt;br /&gt;Also not forgetting the all new &lt;a href="http://www.razerzone.com/4G" target="_blank"&gt;Razer Mamba 4G&lt;/a&gt; mouse, it's so totally cool, but sadly, it's not available in Singapore yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you missed out on my previous entry, I'll fill you up to-date with my latest development.&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently working and residing in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;It's really cool here. The transportation is just awesome, you can practically go anywhere with their MRT and bus system here.&lt;br /&gt;Food is amazing, that is really important and not to mention the best part is earning and spending here.&lt;br /&gt;Things are cheap if you're earning in SGD, such as my laptop for example, it's just S$ 1,784.60, compared to the price in Malaysia which is RM 3,484.00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, after conversion you might say Malaysia is cheaper, but for those earning MYR and buying it, it won't be cheaper for them.&lt;br /&gt;Let's say I'm earning MYR 3,000, I can't afford the laptop, but if&amp;nbsp;I'm earning SGD 3,000, the laptop is cheap for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am really thankful to be able to grab the opportunity to work in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;It's a huge leap in my career path. The cost of living here is relatively low and if I ever go back to Malaysia for visiting, I am able to really stretch my dollars, conversion rate is 1 SGD = 2.45 MYR as of now =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, forgot to mention that the internet speed here is&amp;nbsp;blazing fast.&lt;br /&gt;I never ever experienced a disconnection here before while surfing the web or gaming online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll find some other time to update again, been really busy lately with my work.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck and have fun all! cheers~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-2287919077963568283?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/2287919077963568283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2011/06/busy-as-bee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/2287919077963568283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/2287919077963568283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2011/06/busy-as-bee.html' title='Busy as a bee'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Singapore</georss:featurename><georss:point>1.352083 103.81983600000001</georss:point><georss:box>1.213633 103.573908 1.4905329999999999 104.06576400000002</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-3821665599506065775</id><published>2011-05-23T22:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T22:03:24.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prospect Abroad</title><content type='html'>I will not be updating my blog anytime soon with any major updates such as the continuation of my Melbourne trip because I currently do not possess a computer or a laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is due to not a bad news but instead an extremely good news.&lt;br /&gt;I have found a job in Singapore and just started my first day there and it was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;Colleagues are friendly and I have a joker for a HR manager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I have stabilized, I'll be getting myself a Dell XPS 15 laptop&lt;br /&gt;which I have been eyeing for quite some time now.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, till the company gives me a laptop or once I get my laptop, I will not be doing any major entry updates to my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, check back in next month or so and hopefully there'll be updates by then.&lt;br /&gt;For now, it'll just be tiny updates about me and my new prospect in Singapore =)&lt;br /&gt;Good luck and have fun to all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-3821665599506065775?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/3821665599506065775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2011/05/prospect-abroad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/3821665599506065775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/3821665599506065775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2011/05/prospect-abroad.html' title='Prospect Abroad'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-6113557679917265309</id><published>2011-05-18T02:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T02:08:32.920+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travelling'/><title type='text'>Day 3 of the trip, Day 2 in Melbourne.</title><content type='html'>Sorry about the delay in updates. A lot of things have been happening lately but of course, nothing that I cannot handle =)&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, I had a really good and long&amp;nbsp;weekend over in Singapore, with someone ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, continuing with my updates about my Melbourne trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 started out late because both of us are tired and the hotel's bed was too comfortable to be left alone.&lt;br /&gt;However, my stomach called out, so I had to wake up first before the hotel's breakfast was over.&lt;br /&gt;I quickly wash up and went down for a light meal before the breakfast time is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a light breakfast, I went back up to wash up and head back to bed till she was awake.&lt;br /&gt;We then head out for the real breakfast which we had in an awesome store that serves probably the best selections of pancakes, called Pancake Parlour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She order the Chocolate Jubilee, which is filled with chocolate all over as you can see in the picture below.&lt;br /&gt;While I ordered my favourite, the Country Breakfast that have lots of bacons, mushrooms, eggs.. well, you get the picture =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Chocolate Jubilee*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GjnyJWxAoGg/TdK4AZRzrxI/AAAAAAAAAiE/-F_2cGFVHrs/s1600/IMG_1616.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GjnyJWxAoGg/TdK4AZRzrxI/AAAAAAAAAiE/-F_2cGFVHrs/s320/IMG_1616.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Country Breakfast*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cKFl8x-looI/TdK2YWOn7OI/AAAAAAAAAhY/dRmmXAc6s1E/s1600/IMG_1617.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cKFl8x-looI/TdK2YWOn7OI/AAAAAAAAAhY/dRmmXAc6s1E/s320/IMG_1617.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our sweet sinful and yummy wholesome&amp;nbsp;breakfast, and about 3 refills of coffee later,&lt;br /&gt;we decided to spend our 2nd day in Melbourne exploring the city and taking lots of scenery pictures.&lt;br /&gt;We started out from Collins Street and headed towards Swanston Street because we wanted to see those cute horse carriages again as last night was quite dark and couldn't see much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mUdzoiL-o_0/TdK2l1ptFVI/AAAAAAAAAhg/tGsBhCbfM0k/s1600/IMG_1622.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mUdzoiL-o_0/TdK2l1ptFVI/AAAAAAAAAhg/tGsBhCbfM0k/s320/IMG_1622.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reaching Swanston, we walked towards St. Paul's Cathedral which is located at the Swanston Street and Flinders Street intersection.&lt;br /&gt;We spent quite some time there to take a few pictures and we saw this really cute bird standing on a statue's head. Pictures below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*See the bird?*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CYATDxxNwSs/TdK2zXiIt8I/AAAAAAAAAhk/KuUPcECsgyc/s1600/SAM_0481.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CYATDxxNwSs/TdK2zXiIt8I/AAAAAAAAAhk/KuUPcECsgyc/s320/SAM_0481.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*St. Paul's Cathedral up close*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKIIbujSCH4/TdK3BDvPrkI/AAAAAAAAAho/XPNL0gfvt78/s1600/SAM_0482.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKIIbujSCH4/TdK3BDvPrkI/AAAAAAAAAho/XPNL0gfvt78/s320/SAM_0482.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*St. Paul's Cathedral taken from&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Federation Square*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AHykN6nCebU/TdK3nei87-I/AAAAAAAAAh4/24X4FCHbA8k/s1600/SAM_0526.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AHykN6nCebU/TdK3nei87-I/AAAAAAAAAh4/24X4FCHbA8k/s320/SAM_0526.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we visited the Federation Square and also the tourist centre which is located in&amp;nbsp;there to look at some sourvenirs.&lt;br /&gt;It was getting really cold as we got closer to Federation Square because the Yarra River is located just beyond there, and also since the Federation Square is a large open area, it's quite windy there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Federation Square*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vT53F4QF9Yo/TdK3KhJ3gqI/AAAAAAAAAhs/UMyOYozsbP0/s1600/SAM_0489.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vT53F4QF9Yo/TdK3KhJ3gqI/AAAAAAAAAhs/UMyOYozsbP0/s320/SAM_0489.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After spending some time in the Tourist Centre, we headed towards the bridge along St. Kilda Road to take some really nice pictures of the Yarra River.&lt;br /&gt;It was already quite late when we reach the Yarra River&amp;nbsp;because we started our day late.&lt;br /&gt;We spent close to half an hour or more on the bridge just admiring and taking pictures of&amp;nbsp;the river, and of course, a little couple chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Yarra River*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DQUiYNiAFwk/TdK3VjWeyDI/AAAAAAAAAhw/asue0zaPym0/s1600/SAM_0506.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DQUiYNiAFwk/TdK3VjWeyDI/AAAAAAAAAhw/asue0zaPym0/s320/SAM_0506.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yj46uC43rsY/TdK3e90CiKI/AAAAAAAAAh0/HIWqRkJ2cFY/s1600/SAM_0520.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yj46uC43rsY/TdK3e90CiKI/AAAAAAAAAh0/HIWqRkJ2cFY/s320/SAM_0520.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was turning dark when we decided to look for dinner. We couldn't decide where to have our dinner, so upon reaching the intersection of Russell Street and Little Bourke Street, I decided to have some chinese food for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Which we then entered Little Bourke Street and the whole street is a Chinatown.&lt;br /&gt;We went into a Malaysian cafe called Oldtown Kopitiam. Both of us had the Hainanese Chicken rice, which was not bad, and the serving of the chicken was generous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Oldtown Kopitiam*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6GAsitcnUnI/TdK36cf5skI/AAAAAAAAAiA/A5Mp0l_61xc/s1600/SAM_0546.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6GAsitcnUnI/TdK36cf5skI/AAAAAAAAAiA/A5Mp0l_61xc/s320/SAM_0546.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we headed back to our hotel. While on the way back to our hotel, we saw this two person playing this really huge chess set on the street. You can see how big it is below, lol:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Huge chess set*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PF9DC-AqCwc/TdK2dg4GGuI/AAAAAAAAAhc/SyQ9nV94w7c/s1600/IMG_1624.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PF9DC-AqCwc/TdK2dg4GGuI/AAAAAAAAAhc/SyQ9nV94w7c/s320/IMG_1624.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this practically sums up our 2nd day in Melbourne, although to be exact, it's the 3rd day of the trip =)&lt;br /&gt;The hotel room feels good, especially a hot&amp;nbsp;bath&amp;nbsp;after a day out in the cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update again as soon as I have the time. So, do drop by again in about a week~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-6113557679917265309?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/6113557679917265309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-3-of-trip-day-2-in-melbourne.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/6113557679917265309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/6113557679917265309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-3-of-trip-day-2-in-melbourne.html' title='Day 3 of the trip, Day 2 in Melbourne.'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GjnyJWxAoGg/TdK4AZRzrxI/AAAAAAAAAiE/-F_2cGFVHrs/s72-c/IMG_1616.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-1685550979569649482</id><published>2011-05-04T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T12:10:01.636+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travelling'/><title type='text'>Good morning Melbourne!</title><content type='html'>Again, it's tough to find a slot amidst my tight work schedule.&lt;br /&gt;However, it seems I've managed to squeeze in a little blogging now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so to continue where I left off 3 days ago.. I think.&lt;br /&gt;We got on the airport transfer bus along with 1 other passenger.&lt;br /&gt;Along the way, I did snapped a few pictures with the new dslr which we got specifically for this occasion, while she was snoozing away on the seat with the head leaning on the window, which I took a picture of her =P&lt;br /&gt;However, I will not be uploading it as I still have a life which I treasure alot..&lt;br /&gt;Right.. so&amp;nbsp;I was playing with the dslr. Not quite used to the manual mode yet, and because I didn't&amp;nbsp;want to miss anything, I snapped a few pictures as the bus was moving with the Auto mode.&lt;br /&gt;Which in the end, it was as good as snapping nothing..&lt;br /&gt;There goes my attempt number 1 for trying to act like a pro photographer which clearly I'm not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we came closer to Melbourne Central Business District (CBD), we entered a really beautiful bridge.&lt;br /&gt;Which she totally missed it because she was busy filling the bus with some "zzZ" xD&lt;br /&gt;I didn't manage to take any picture of the bridge because:-&lt;br /&gt;1. The bus was too shaky.&lt;br /&gt;2. Still a dslr newbie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being on the freeway for around +/- 20 minutes. The skyscrapers of Melbourne CBD came into view.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing beats the uplifting feeling of a start of a well deserved&amp;nbsp;wonderful vacation.&lt;br /&gt;After dropping off the first passenger to Collins Street, the bus then headed to where our hotel was located, Little Collins Street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon&amp;nbsp;checking into the hotel, we headed straight for the room as we were very sleepy and tired.&lt;br /&gt;After snapping some pictures of the room and changed into a more comfortable attire, we slept till late afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Causeway 353 @ Little Collins St.*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BpZDAb2NLoE/TcDJVIm2AOI/AAAAAAAAAgo/li1bY7NJJpI/s1600/IMG_1560.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BpZDAb2NLoE/TcDJVIm2AOI/AAAAAAAAAgo/li1bY7NJJpI/s320/IMG_1560.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bIXVDx1d9h8/TcDJhOzL3ZI/AAAAAAAAAgs/HUBG0P77loY/s1600/IMG_1562.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bIXVDx1d9h8/TcDJhOzL3ZI/AAAAAAAAAgs/HUBG0P77loY/s320/IMG_1562.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-341t9JZ2d5Y/TcDJ-2dlx0I/AAAAAAAAAg0/IoorlEdeXAs/s1600/IMG_1565.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-341t9JZ2d5Y/TcDJ-2dlx0I/AAAAAAAAAg0/IoorlEdeXAs/s320/IMG_1565.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;*Her favourite part of the room, the bathtub!*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IqdSJ1efK9s/TcDJvqdfjII/AAAAAAAAAgw/6OdEZRk4Vyk/s1600/IMG_1563.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IqdSJ1efK9s/TcDJvqdfjII/AAAAAAAAAgw/6OdEZRk4Vyk/s320/IMG_1563.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it weren't for my hungry stomach, I don't think I'll ever wake up.&lt;br /&gt;We got changed and went out to search for dinner around Chinatown, but instead we got drawn into this beautiful building called the Royal Arcade.&lt;br /&gt;Stumbled upon a chocolate store there, so we had a taste of some Aussie hot chocolate first as the weather was cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*The Royal Arcade*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y9yxOyi4B7o/TcDKQ9OIK_I/AAAAAAAAAg4/CyxF1p946bM/s1600/IMG_1571.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y9yxOyi4B7o/TcDKQ9OIK_I/AAAAAAAAAg4/CyxF1p946bM/s320/IMG_1571.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i2WHZDTINnM/TcDK-FvBfgI/AAAAAAAAAg8/nn9FSS6cNPo/s1600/SAM_0307.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i2WHZDTINnM/TcDK-FvBfgI/AAAAAAAAAg8/nn9FSS6cNPo/s320/SAM_0307.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Easter Eggs!*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vD4VjxunXWU/TcDLO9aeakI/AAAAAAAAAhA/zH446GaouWY/s1600/IMG_1590.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vD4VjxunXWU/TcDLO9aeakI/AAAAAAAAAhA/zH446GaouWY/s320/IMG_1590.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iQOFfaET8mc/TcDLdt_a3kI/AAAAAAAAAhE/WPJ4sZKouzQ/s1600/IMG_1586.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iQOFfaET8mc/TcDLdt_a3kI/AAAAAAAAAhE/WPJ4sZKouzQ/s320/IMG_1586.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Yummy hot chocolates*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mYxt6GENE-4/TcDMMuXzwtI/AAAAAAAAAhI/jca5KkvF_EE/s1600/SAM_0315.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mYxt6GENE-4/TcDMMuXzwtI/AAAAAAAAAhI/jca5KkvF_EE/s320/SAM_0315.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the nice round of hot chocolate and a lot of picture snapping.&lt;br /&gt;We continued our search for dinner till we got too tired and just entered a local fast food chain called Hungry Jacks, which was in fact the same company as Burger King.&lt;br /&gt;Once&amp;nbsp;I have finished my burger and she has finished my fries, we went to shop for souvenirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Flinder's Street Station*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MBJUaGSh-34/TcDNBxj_VsI/AAAAAAAAAhM/xvS4JkzN0ms/s1600/SAM_0373.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MBJUaGSh-34/TcDNBxj_VsI/AAAAAAAAAhM/xvS4JkzN0ms/s320/SAM_0373.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*One of many street performers*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ctaSQZE3zus/TcDNuUJKp5I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/DXrNSsB-_4A/s1600/SAM_0377.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ctaSQZE3zus/TcDNuUJKp5I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/DXrNSsB-_4A/s320/SAM_0377.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While looking for the various stuff available, I spotted a really cute stuff toy Wombat, and she immediately fell for it. So, all we got from the first day souvenir shopping was the Wombat, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Her cute wombat~*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-doLrDoejDhY/TcDOccxoN7I/AAAAAAAAAhU/MurzVW5TeyI/s1600/SAM_0392.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-doLrDoejDhY/TcDOccxoN7I/AAAAAAAAAhU/MurzVW5TeyI/s320/SAM_0392.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed back to the hotel after that because it was still raining and the weather was really cold.&lt;br /&gt;That basically wraps up for the day. Will write about Day 2 soon, stay tuned =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-1685550979569649482?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/1685550979569649482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2011/05/good-morning-melbourne.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/1685550979569649482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/1685550979569649482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2011/05/good-morning-melbourne.html' title='Good morning Melbourne!'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BpZDAb2NLoE/TcDJVIm2AOI/AAAAAAAAAgo/li1bY7NJJpI/s72-c/IMG_1560.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-7679357242062419005</id><published>2011-04-26T16:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T20:35:08.536+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travelling'/><title type='text'>Singapore to Melbourne</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"&gt;"The traveler sees what he sees. The tourist sees what he has come to see."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;- G.K. Chesterton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last, with some free time on hand I can start blogging about my trip to Melbourne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's kind of weird to travel so sudden without any public holidays during April,&lt;br /&gt;but the reason I chose to travel during April is because for the first time I do not want to&lt;br /&gt;spend my birthday in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;It's getting kinda bored you know with the same food and weather all year round.&lt;br /&gt;That's why when I travel, I usually choose a country with a different climate, at least one with a four season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, mice and I planned to go Japan during April but since the triple disaster struck&lt;br /&gt;Tokyo, we can't help it but change our plan to Melbourne.&lt;br /&gt;So I did all the planning, bookings and visa applications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I eagerly wait for the day of our departure to arrive, I grew more anxious..&lt;br /&gt;I started to double and even triple check every single thing, might be more than triple even.&lt;br /&gt;I even made her print out additional copies of all the bookings and vouchers and&lt;br /&gt;in the end, we had two of every document.&lt;br /&gt;So I traveled down to Singapore early morning on our departure day which was the 8th of April.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've already packed everything into a single humongous luggage the week before which weighs like a ton but surprisingly it only totaled up to 18.0 kg.&lt;br /&gt;She worked for half a day, and around 4pm we headed straight home to get ready as her dad was dropping us to the airport around 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;After we arrived at the airport, we took some pictures of Changi Terminal 3 then headed to the check in counter for Singapore Airlines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Changi Airport Terminal 3*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K0V73l-S0io/TbaAG5fay0I/AAAAAAAAAgk/v8GeLMoT_AI/s1600/SAM_0197.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K0V73l-S0io/TbaAG5fay0I/AAAAAAAAAgk/v8GeLMoT_AI/s320/SAM_0197.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IhizCmWrEFM/TbZ_ScQxmAI/AAAAAAAAAgg/xgo8zPrLnd4/s1600/SAM_0193+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" i8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IhizCmWrEFM/TbZ_ScQxmAI/AAAAAAAAAgg/xgo8zPrLnd4/s320/SAM_0193+-+Copy.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We checked in early and we had a light dinner.. well, it was heavy for me =S&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we went into the departure hall to look at some duty free goods.&lt;br /&gt;Before we knew it, it was time to board the plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Inside the Airbus A380*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HK8ecvHYsSo/TbZ9wphUM5I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/SbSX1Ced1Eg/s1600/IMG_1508.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" i8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HK8ecvHYsSo/TbZ9wphUM5I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/SbSX1Ced1Eg/s320/IMG_1508.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She was excited because we specifically took the last flight to Melbourne so we could board the A380 Airbus.&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, we got her favorite seat next to the window which overlooks the wings.&lt;br /&gt;While she was snapping away with her iPhone, I was busy looking at the menu =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jbB4bikfHOc/TbZ-CTvROnI/AAAAAAAAAgU/Z5H-IgRyTxk/s1600/IMG_1509.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jbB4bikfHOc/TbZ-CTvROnI/AAAAAAAAAgU/Z5H-IgRyTxk/s320/IMG_1509.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, nothing much during the flight just that there were two babies competing who's gonna win the loudest crying award.&lt;br /&gt;Moments after entering cruising altitude, dinner was served.&lt;br /&gt;Awhile later, I guess Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 1 somehow charmed her to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 7 hours or so being in the plane, we finally arrive in Melbourne! which was 6.30am Melbourne time and 4.30am Singapore/Malaysia time~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon exiting the airplane into the airport, I could feel the difference in the coolness of the air already.. or maybe it's just the air-condition ._. we'll know soon enough~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hKhNEj8Wq0w/TbZ-Rx1ANTI/AAAAAAAAAgY/BULagnD1H4M/s1600/IMG_1546.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hKhNEj8Wq0w/TbZ-Rx1ANTI/AAAAAAAAAgY/BULagnD1H4M/s320/IMG_1546.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much walking, we arrive at the immigration checkpoint.&lt;br /&gt;Unlike Singapore and Malaysia, their process speed was fast even though the queue was long.&lt;br /&gt;After around 10 minutes of being in line, it's our turn. We were asked some basic question in a very friendly and welcoming manner, like why are we here, where we'll be staying and what we'll be doing.&lt;br /&gt;They were like so friendly, which makes me wonder why can't the people back at home be more like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after we were welcomed to Melbourne, we took another short walk to the luggage retrieval conveyor belt thingy.&lt;br /&gt;After getting our luggage, we were told to place down all our backpacks and luggages on the floor and stand aside.&lt;br /&gt;Then a cute custom dog, a beagle, came and sniffed for illegal products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W0IuEQpCVrQ/TbZ-fxr19lI/AAAAAAAAAgc/vjXUid-0EEw/s1600/IMG_1553.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" i8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W0IuEQpCVrQ/TbZ-fxr19lI/AAAAAAAAAgc/vjXUid-0EEw/s320/IMG_1553.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon exiting the arrival hall, I went to get us airport transfer to our hotel.&lt;br /&gt;After around 15 minutes, our bus came and we're off to Melbourne CBD =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will continue in the next entry.. 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padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;卻可以讓你微笑&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Tahoma, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;其實我很煩惱&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Tahoma, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;只是你看不到&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Tahoma, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;如果我也不開心&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Tahoma, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;怕(而)你轉身就逃&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Tahoma, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;愛上一個人&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Tahoma, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;一定要讓他相信&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Tahoma, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;這世界多麼美好&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Tahoma, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;對每個人&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Tahoma, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;都說還好&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Tahoma, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;我的心我的情你不需要明瞭&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Tahoma, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;只要我對你好&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Tahoma, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;這樣的溫柔你要不要&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Tahoma, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px !important; 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margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;快不快樂我無所謂&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Tahoma, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;為了你開心&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Tahoma, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;我忘記了累不累&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Tahoma, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;其實你愛我像誰&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Tahoma, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;任何的表情我都能給&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Tahoma, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;在你身上學會流眼淚&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-4343418739543574565?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/4343418739543574565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/4343418739543574565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/4343418739543574565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html' title='你愛我像誰'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-2607656520252015273</id><published>2011-04-20T23:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T15:21:56.152+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moments'/><title type='text'>Updates Soon</title><content type='html'>Currently kind of busy with my work because I was on leave for more than a week.&lt;br /&gt;Expect lots of post about my trip to Melbourne =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the photo albums in my Facebook:&lt;br /&gt;1st album:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/media/set/fbx/?set=a.1999706989900.2118795.1160292784&amp;amp;l=f1c2e2d783"&gt;Melbourne [8th - 17th April '11] - Part 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd album:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/media/set/fbx/?set=a.2000639173204.2118829.1160292784&amp;amp;l=7f7967b1ac"&gt;Melbourne [8th - 17th April '11] - Part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd album:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/media/set/fbx/?set=a.2001967406409.2119198.1160292784&amp;amp;l=459aba97c1"&gt;Melbourne [8th - 17th April '11] - Part 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th album:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/media/set/fbx/?set=a.2002219212704.2119344.1160292784&amp;amp;l=a485480629"&gt;Melbourne [8th - 17th April '11] - Part 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last album:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/media/set/fbx/?set=a.2002425737867.2119460.1160292784&amp;amp;l=20c8e774f2"&gt;Melbourne [8th - 17th April '11] - Part 5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy, be sure to check my blog soon for the updates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_262374683"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_262374684"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-2607656520252015273?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/2607656520252015273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2011/04/updates-soon.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/2607656520252015273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/2607656520252015273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2011/04/updates-soon.html' title='Updates Soon'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-1310671741595934054</id><published>2011-04-05T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T12:54:51.620+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Armchair Critic</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"&gt;"Everybody always gave you what you wanted. You never had to work it was always there."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;- Simple Plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oSwxQLq_o6M/TZqgT_t9I9I/AAAAAAAAAfg/Lo8kUP9r9uo/s1600/Wantit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oSwxQLq_o6M/TZqgT_t9I9I/AAAAAAAAAfg/Lo8kUP9r9uo/s1600/Wantit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how big some people's head could grow until.&lt;br /&gt;Some people just got to know their position and think before they comment on something which they themselves do not even have the capability to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are people who grew up with everything given to them by their parents, you name it, watches, wallet, clothes, handbags, shoes, gadgets and sometimes even a car.&lt;br /&gt;These people either are retarded or spastic to even comment about how others are spending their money when their own branded items are all given to them by their parents, lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously? that's really lame please. These people are what we call Armchair Critics.&lt;br /&gt;Well, a word for these people.. You appear bright till you open your mouth. Get it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-1310671741595934054?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/1310671741595934054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2011/04/armchair-critic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/1310671741595934054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/1310671741595934054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2011/04/armchair-critic.html' title='Armchair Critic'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oSwxQLq_o6M/TZqgT_t9I9I/AAAAAAAAAfg/Lo8kUP9r9uo/s72-c/Wantit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-5192471916513313747</id><published>2011-04-04T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T15:00:33.098+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Live, Love &amp; Enjoy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"&gt;"Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow. The important thing is not to stop questioning."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;- Albert Einstein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I've just purchased a Samsung NX100 dslr from Singapore which only costs me SGD 820.&lt;br /&gt;It came in a package with free camera bag, flash, memory card, a jacket protector, lens filter and screen protector. It was very worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--bB2b0C9yfw/TZllPJPBwZI/AAAAAAAAAfI/-zUOYha5gys/s1600/Flash.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--bB2b0C9yfw/TZllPJPBwZI/AAAAAAAAAfI/-zUOYha5gys/s200/Flash.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will replace this poor picture soon when I have the time to actually snap some photos of it.&lt;br /&gt;The NX100 has the capability of recording video at 720p HD quality and of course the lens is interchangable.&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, the NX100 is much more user-friendlier than Canon or Nikon beginner dslr(s).&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, it has a built-in "Photoshop" and a feature called Beauty shot which is like really cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from getting the NX100, if you know me well enough, you'll know that I always have the word food in my itinerary *smirks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-COqwbiA0o6Y/TZlrGuEdgnI/AAAAAAAAAfM/SU2qwJsnFko/s1600/IMG_2447.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-COqwbiA0o6Y/TZlrGuEdgnI/AAAAAAAAAfM/SU2qwJsnFko/s200/IMG_2447.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xA1MPDmlCyY/TZlrQDdHE8I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/vJoIs2SlEy4/s1600/IMG_2448.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xA1MPDmlCyY/TZlrQDdHE8I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/vJoIs2SlEy4/s200/IMG_2448.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This cafe below serves a wide variety of bratwurst or more commonly known as sausages to us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If I am not mistaken, the cafe is called &lt;strong&gt;Bratwurst Cafe&lt;/strong&gt;. Their breakfast set reminds me of the breakfast I had during my Europe trips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g3w-hBv2aPA/TZlrc2yQ5XI/AAAAAAAAAfU/MfRudeMASm0/s1600/IMG_2449.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g3w-hBv2aPA/TZlrc2yQ5XI/AAAAAAAAAfU/MfRudeMASm0/s320/IMG_2449.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2OLEClDOgEU/TZlroyK5yWI/AAAAAAAAAfY/j-q-9HhT-Mg/s1600/IMG_2450.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2OLEClDOgEU/TZlroyK5yWI/AAAAAAAAAfY/j-q-9HhT-Mg/s320/IMG_2450.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really in the blogging mood today, probably too much work to be done before my break.&lt;br /&gt;So, I wish all of you good luck and have fun in the coming days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-5192471916513313747?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/5192471916513313747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2011/04/live-love-enjoy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/5192471916513313747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/5192471916513313747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2011/04/live-love-enjoy.html' title='Live, Love &amp; Enjoy'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--bB2b0C9yfw/TZllPJPBwZI/AAAAAAAAAfI/-zUOYha5gys/s72-c/Flash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-4585966851293913339</id><published>2011-03-29T10:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T10:51:13.934+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>U-Turn in Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"&gt;"Life can only be understood backwards; but it must be lived forward."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Soren Kierkegaard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Avx_oPlPByM/TZFEEDH1EEI/AAAAAAAAAe8/s5axkKBwc7s/s1600/Move+Forward.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Avx_oPlPByM/TZFEEDH1EEI/AAAAAAAAAe8/s5axkKBwc7s/s200/Move+Forward.jpg" width="130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;"royalty-free image taken from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.inmagine.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;INMAGINE.COM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;"﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure that many of us, at some point in life wished for a reset button or a chance to change the past.&lt;br /&gt;However, the sad thing about life is there is no such thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the picture above, we can only move forward and there's no u-turn.&lt;br /&gt;If we encounter an obstacle, we'll have to find a way around it and there's really no turning back.&lt;br /&gt;I have met many people who wished they could change certain things they've done in the past and there are some who couldn't let go of the past, myself included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, it's not about not being able to let go of the past. In fact, I've managed to let go of many things which I thought I wouldn't be able to.&lt;br /&gt;I just wished I could change a part in my past and wouldn't lose a few precious friends of mine.&lt;br /&gt;That's my only regret.. my regret of losing my friends. Friends who once stood strong by my side and came to my aid no matter the time and circumstances..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was too dumb and blinded.. I can't blame anyone but myself for it.&lt;br /&gt;It is because&amp;nbsp;I believe that no one could make you do things without you allowing it in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;We all have a choice; I had a choice; and I took the wrong one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, regret could only go so far.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, since we couldn't change the past, we could only learn from it and prevent the same mistake.&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful I still have a few friends and I am also thankful I am able to meet new ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just learn to move forward and let the past be a lesson learned.&lt;br /&gt;Holding onto the past prevents one from moving forward.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck and have fun to all~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-4585966851293913339?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/4585966851293913339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2011/03/u-turn-in-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/4585966851293913339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/4585966851293913339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2011/03/u-turn-in-life.html' title='U-Turn in Life'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Avx_oPlPByM/TZFEEDH1EEI/AAAAAAAAAe8/s5axkKBwc7s/s72-c/Move+Forward.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-5708044951160199169</id><published>2011-03-28T10:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T10:22:32.504+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Why Stress?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"&gt;"Stress is an ignorant state. It believes that everything is an emergency"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;- Natalie Goldberg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-04lkZtlBt8w/TY_3FvjYcnI/AAAAAAAAAe4/jx-jc2edHBg/s1600/Stress.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-04lkZtlBt8w/TY_3FvjYcnI/AAAAAAAAAe4/jx-jc2edHBg/s320/Stress.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;"royalty-free image taken from &lt;a href="http://www.inmagine.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;INMAGINE.COM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I stress?&lt;br /&gt;What am I stressing about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I asks myself these question and when I give it a sufficient amount of thought, I realized that even if I worry or stress about it, I can't do anything about it because the answer for the question in hand is not up to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's silly to even stress about it because I have a backup plan, but why do I still stress if I have backup plan? To make it simple, my backup plan requires me to ask favors from others which personally I do not like owing favors to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, asking favors from others will just make me think&amp;nbsp;of silly stuff like they will look down on me.&lt;br /&gt;It gives me a sense as though they do not trust me or is doubting whether I can return the favor that I owe them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's back to the question of &lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;why stress?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I guess it's just the way our mind works. When we feel helpless about something, we just can't help stressing over it. Whatever it is, of course I hope for the best result and I will just have to try my best not to trouble others over my problem. It's just me I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-5708044951160199169?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/5708044951160199169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2011/03/why-stress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/5708044951160199169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/5708044951160199169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2011/03/why-stress.html' title='Why Stress?'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-04lkZtlBt8w/TY_3FvjYcnI/AAAAAAAAAe4/jx-jc2edHBg/s72-c/Stress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-3380345692976572222</id><published>2011-03-25T11:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T11:30:30.593+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Little of This and That</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"&gt;"Doubt yourself and you doubt everything you see. Judge yourself and you see judges everywhere. But if you listen to the sound of your own voice, you can rise above doubt and judgment. And you can see forever."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;- Nancy Kerrigan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are time when you'll have a period of time where you doubt yourself or think that you do not measure up to a certain level of expectations.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I have been facing that uncertainties for the past one or two days but it's not that big of an issue. It's just some thoughts that's been going through my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps that's the cause of my sleepless nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of troubling because this issue isn't supposed to happen in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;It makes me feel like I am standing on a thin layer of ice that may break anytime.&lt;br /&gt;Which is a kind of feeling I do not like..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, will update again soon and hopefully things will turn out to be better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-3380345692976572222?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/3380345692976572222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2011/03/little-of-this-and-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/3380345692976572222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/3380345692976572222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2011/03/little-of-this-and-that.html' title='Little of This and That'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-6829667378821427620</id><published>2011-03-24T17:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T17:19:34.031+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Sleepy Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"&gt;"A good laugh and a long sleep are the best cures in the doctor's book."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;- Irish Proverb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling asleep in office, but office hour is going to end in another 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;I've been rather sleepy lately, it's most definitely due to me unable to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Have been sleeping rather late, most of the time around 1.30 - 2am.. for some unknown reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've been really happy about something which is going to happen, but I can't really say it out loud for some reason which I can't tell.&lt;br /&gt;Although I really wish to share it with the world =x&lt;br /&gt;but I'm happy enough that it is happening already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I am still sleepy. So.. I'm going to slack for awhile, lol.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck, have fun to all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-6829667378821427620?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/6829667378821427620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2011/03/sleepy-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/6829667378821427620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/6829667378821427620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2011/03/sleepy-thoughts.html' title='Sleepy Thoughts'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-3421721469688422428</id><published>2011-03-24T09:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T10:04:33.432+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Smallville</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"&gt;"It isn't always about where your heart is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"&gt;It's about what you've done and what you're going to do."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;- Sam Witmer as Davis Bloome&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-YmSReqQoktM/TYqlojbQ2CI/AAAAAAAAAe0/936Us9itmxs/s1600/Smallvpromo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-YmSReqQoktM/TYqlojbQ2CI/AAAAAAAAAe0/936Us9itmxs/s320/Smallvpromo.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Smallville is coming to an end with their 10th season. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The series was great and it started out way back in 2001 where each episode is an individual story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It then started to turn into a long story, a to-be-continued kind, which was even better and intense. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, it's kind of sad that this series is coming to an end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I hope they will show that Clark Kent will finally learn how to fly! It's been 10 seasons now and the young Superman still doesn't knows how to fly, kinda ridiculous... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There's 22 episodes for this final season, it's out till 17 now, hope it'll not be disappointing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-3421721469688422428?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/3421721469688422428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2011/03/smallville.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/3421721469688422428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/3421721469688422428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2011/03/smallville.html' title='Smallville'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-YmSReqQoktM/TYqlojbQ2CI/AAAAAAAAAe0/936Us9itmxs/s72-c/Smallvpromo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-2106820335299119459</id><published>2011-03-24T01:01:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T09:56:58.289+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>End of March</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"&gt;"Some people need to learn to fuck off from the lives of the people they've hurt"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;- A quote by me, eat that asshole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got that off my chest. Feeling a little better now, but if I could see that person trip on his own shoes would really make my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to start off with such strong words, lol. You'll just have to pardon my randomness.&lt;br /&gt;This piece of crap has been disturbing a certain &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"&gt;"part of my life"&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;for two times now and it's getting on my nerves. Most of the time I'm cool with most of the things but once too many times will definitely hit my limit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's a problem, we resolve it.&lt;br /&gt;If there's a thorn under your skin, remove it.&lt;br /&gt;It is that simple, and it is really so simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, consider this an update for March. Will update my blog again soon.&lt;br /&gt;Hope my new design appeals to most of you, took me quite long to change it.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck, have fun to all of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-2106820335299119459?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/2106820335299119459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2011/03/end-of-march.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/2106820335299119459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/2106820335299119459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2011/03/end-of-march.html' title='End of March'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-4302506556238940283</id><published>2011-02-09T18:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T23:27:03.019+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moments'/><title type='text'>Rain.Friends.Food.Lion Dance</title><content type='html'>Clouds should be given a limit to their capacity.&lt;br /&gt;Not rain for 3 days non-stop giving a false sense of an impending Great Flood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my second day commuting to work with mice and yes, I started my morning with Starbucks again!&lt;br /&gt;Before I continue with this entry, I'll start off with some pictures of my breakfast =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*wished Starbucks in m'sia sells bananas too*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TVJUqRFalOI/AAAAAAAAAb0/e8rwIKNHBW0/s1600/IMG_1396.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TVJUqRFalOI/AAAAAAAAAb0/e8rwIKNHBW0/s320/IMG_1396.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*forgotten the name, but it was awesome!*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TVJU-obuJVI/AAAAAAAAAb4/AAG2nhnBRgs/s1600/IMG_1397.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TVJU-obuJVI/AAAAAAAAAb4/AAG2nhnBRgs/s320/IMG_1397.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;While making my way to Starbucks on that morning, I noticed there was a stage prepared for a lion dance performance and before long, while idling in Starbucks, I could hear that it has started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I briefly left my laptop there and went to snap some pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hope it's not too blur because I'm just using an iPhone 3GS, it was raining, and there's a crowd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*Dancing lions*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TVJb21CZf0I/AAAAAAAAAcY/El6BqQEO1pM/s320/IMG_1412.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TVJcD12BJwI/AAAAAAAAAcc/hUzXylLDazY/s1600/IMG_1413.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TVJcD12BJwI/AAAAAAAAAcc/hUzXylLDazY/s320/IMG_1413.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TVJcRnLANuI/AAAAAAAAAcg/db8cppNs1dg/s1600/IMG_1415.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TVJcRnLANuI/AAAAAAAAAcg/db8cppNs1dg/s320/IMG_1415.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TVJcfSumH6I/AAAAAAAAAck/cHLEl3nG5Ps/s1600/IMG_1418.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TVJcfSumH6I/AAAAAAAAAck/cHLEl3nG5Ps/s320/IMG_1418.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Soon after, it was time for lunch again. This time, mice brought me to pack the laksa that she told me about. After packing, we went back to her office to consume the spicy goodness =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*creamy &amp;amp; spicy*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TVJduoTcFiI/AAAAAAAAAco/Di5otvZjFuI/s1600/IMG_1420.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TVJduoTcFiI/AAAAAAAAAco/Di5otvZjFuI/s320/IMG_1420.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After lunch, I went for a little trailblazing around mice's office.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Wanted to get myself some clothes but couldn't find something which I like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I did tried on a few clothes and camwhore a little, but no.. no pictures of that is gonna appear here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Therefore, I only grabbed myself some Famous Amos cookies and headed back to Starbucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Oh yea, and I totally forgotten about the cookies till it was Saturday, lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*Exploring Shenton's Way, kinda*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After a few minutes of "exploration", I found myself being back in Starbucks, lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Am I a lousy explorer or what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Can't blame me because it was still raining and it was almost time to meet up with mice too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After meeting up with mice, we headed to Orchard road because we're meeting up with her friend there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;While waiting for her friend, we did a little shopping ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*Orchard at night*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TVJlqAPvbLI/AAAAAAAAAdM/eltvw5_PbHQ/s1600/IMG_1434.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TVJlqAPvbLI/AAAAAAAAAdM/eltvw5_PbHQ/s320/IMG_1434.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TVJlzIi7qeI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/96i9fWM0-5Q/s1600/IMG_1435.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TVJlzIi7qeI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/96i9fWM0-5Q/s320/IMG_1435.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TVJl8f9kmLI/AAAAAAAAAdU/KWf4kLyHqu0/s1600/IMG_1436.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TVJl8f9kmLI/AAAAAAAAAdU/KWf4kLyHqu0/s320/IMG_1436.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TVJmFsUUtMI/AAAAAAAAAdY/ia9WiT4xdB0/s1600/IMG_1437.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TVJmFsUUtMI/AAAAAAAAAdY/ia9WiT4xdB0/s320/IMG_1437.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TVJmN5P1A9I/AAAAAAAAAdc/hYCCmBrTscw/s1600/IMG_1438.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TVJmN5P1A9I/AAAAAAAAAdc/hYCCmBrTscw/s320/IMG_1438.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;About an hour or so, her friend finally arrived. He was late because he was searching for parking space.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Apparently, the public transport seems to be more convenient.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, after meeting up with the friend, we didn't stick around Orchard because we're going somewhere else for dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Lol, I kinda pity her friend (JH from here on), because he just found a parking space and now we'll be leaving this place already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We headed to this restaurant called Shokudo, it has the same concept as Marche.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The food was nice but we ordered mostly fast filling stuff such as rice and potatoes.. so, we didn't had the chance to try out other food. Which mice and JH both ordered the same stuff.. potatoes =.=" Lol!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, it was a good experience. 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Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TVJUqRFalOI/AAAAAAAAAb0/e8rwIKNHBW0/s72-c/IMG_1396.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-3978201597049518410</id><published>2011-02-08T21:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T21:08:08.739+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moments'/><title type='text'>Leathery Amour, Anyone?</title><content type='html'>When it comes to leather goodies, nothing comes close to Louis Vuitton.&lt;br /&gt;They make and spell l.e.a.t.h.e.r the way it should be~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's not bore you further with my words. The pictures shall speak for itself *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TVE-YjeadvI/AAAAAAAAAbk/jm9Y2J6e9r4/s1600/168406_10150411323375145_515025144_17122752_5927881_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TVE-YjeadvI/AAAAAAAAAbk/jm9Y2J6e9r4/s320/168406_10150411323375145_515025144_17122752_5927881_n.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TVE-WuH5RJI/AAAAAAAAAbY/6SK5G38hTKs/s1600/164547_10150411323500145_515025144_17122759_3711699_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TVE-WuH5RJI/AAAAAAAAAbY/6SK5G38hTKs/s320/164547_10150411323500145_515025144_17122759_3711699_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TVE-XWjxd8I/AAAAAAAAAbc/xjJNQnLg1hg/s1600/166844_10150411323430145_515025144_17122754_7081366_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TVE-XWjxd8I/AAAAAAAAAbc/xjJNQnLg1hg/s320/166844_10150411323430145_515025144_17122754_7081366_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TVE-YJO0r8I/AAAAAAAAAbg/GRxAo1vlCSw/s1600/167769_10150411323445145_515025144_17122755_6266628_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TVE-YJO0r8I/AAAAAAAAAbg/GRxAo1vlCSw/s320/167769_10150411323445145_515025144_17122755_6266628_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TVE-Za1hgtI/AAAAAAAAAbo/QKkZOl5JiHE/s1600/169030_10150411323535145_515025144_17122760_4438232_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TVE-Za1hgtI/AAAAAAAAAbo/QKkZOl5JiHE/s320/169030_10150411323535145_515025144_17122760_4438232_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TVE-gNR3EqI/AAAAAAAAAbs/8C2q4yaGi_8/s1600/IMG_1794.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TVE-gNR3EqI/AAAAAAAAAbs/8C2q4yaGi_8/s320/IMG_1794.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TVE-mQB_PlI/AAAAAAAAAbw/j43fzIVha3o/s1600/IMG_1795.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TVE-mQB_PlI/AAAAAAAAAbw/j43fzIVha3o/s320/IMG_1795.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Isn't it wonderful~? So, leathery amour anyone? ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-3978201597049518410?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/3978201597049518410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2011/02/leathery-amour-anyone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/3978201597049518410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/3978201597049518410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2011/02/leathery-amour-anyone.html' title='Leathery Amour, Anyone?'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TVE-YjeadvI/AAAAAAAAAbk/jm9Y2J6e9r4/s72-c/168406_10150411323375145_515025144_17122752_5927881_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-7968665806597392425</id><published>2011-02-04T15:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T21:28:42.835+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moments'/><title type='text'>with Me, there is always Food!!</title><content type='html'>Omg, it's Friday... and I've started to miss this place already. Actually, I've started to miss since Wednesday..&lt;br /&gt;Looks like it's true that time really flies when you're having a good time.&lt;br /&gt;For me, it just too fricking fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuing after my previous post. After the CSI exhibition, mice and I went straight home because the rain doesn't seem like it wants to stop anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;Once home, mice started preparing dinner. Which I'm very anxious to try it out! since she says that she doesn't know how to cook and only knows how to prepare a few dishes.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I helped out too with the Chinese-sausage skin peeling, the egg breaking, food tasting and supervising, so she doesn't not overdose the rice with soy sauce, Lol! *believe me, she tried to*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*before the rice was fried*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TUuc0wmacjI/AAAAAAAAAao/5zyOLBTGj7E/s1600/IMG_1276.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TUuc0wmacjI/AAAAAAAAAao/5zyOLBTGj7E/s320/IMG_1276.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, no picture(s) of the chef in action will be uploaded because I do not have a death wish =P&lt;br /&gt;Later that night after the&amp;nbsp;scrumptious dinner prepared by mice, we went to catch the Green Hornet.&lt;br /&gt;It was kinda odd that they chose Seth Rogen to play the role of Green Hornet because he's more of a lame comedy guy to me. Overall, it was a good flick though.&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, we went to grab some sinful delights from McCafe, which I think mine was more sinful due to the 8 pieces of marshmallow that came with it (upon my request)~ *we call it marshpotatoes btw*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*Yum! chocolates*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TUueP2l6hpI/AAAAAAAAAas/XWm9fA-O5tU/s1600/IMG_1283.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TUueP2l6hpI/AAAAAAAAAas/XWm9fA-O5tU/s320/IMG_1283.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that covers the weekend. Starting Monday, I commute to work with mice in order to experience the early morning bustle that she goes through with during workdays.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't comment much because I had her for company, all other external influences seems.. insignificant to me or rather I couldn't be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After seeing her off to her workplace, I went ahead to get myself comfortable at the Starbucks nearby and got myself a Starbucks breakfast set which is something called the &lt;i&gt;Chicken Sausage, Omelette and Cheese&lt;/i&gt;. It comes with a tall freshly brewed coffee too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*Good place to start a great day*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TUuhKf7mlhI/AAAAAAAAAaw/5phcLQ3LtBo/s1600/IMG_1294.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TUuhKf7mlhI/AAAAAAAAAaw/5phcLQ3LtBo/s320/IMG_1294.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TUuhMEezZII/AAAAAAAAAa0/jwGv_sBo8-E/s1600/IMG_1295.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TUuhMEezZII/AAAAAAAAAa0/jwGv_sBo8-E/s320/IMG_1295.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without noticing the time, it was already time for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Headed to the nearby Korean Restaurant to get a seat first while waiting for mice to join me.&lt;br /&gt;I ordered mine first and I have to apologize.. because I was too hungry~ before I knew it, I was done with my food before the thought of snapping a few pictures of it landed on my mind..&lt;br /&gt;Mice ordered this delicious looking spicy Korean noodle which teased my appetite again.. Although I didn't went for second round..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*omg!! Spicy looking Korean noodles*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TUui4Sjdl-I/AAAAAAAAAa4/WqvSczY3ORk/s1600/IMG_1307.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TUui4Sjdl-I/AAAAAAAAAa4/WqvSczY3ORk/s320/IMG_1307.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, I head back to Starbucks for round two. What can I say, it's tempting, and it's coffee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*Liquid happiness*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TUujnDT5CFI/AAAAAAAAAbA/gfLzfm4jLxI/s1600/IMG_1316.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TUujnDT5CFI/AAAAAAAAAbA/gfLzfm4jLxI/s320/IMG_1316.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was practically pouring the whole day and didn't really paid much attention at the time because the sky was kinda dark since morning.&lt;br /&gt;However, I have to note that Singapore is indeed much more safer compared to Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;I could leave my laptop at Starbucks and go somewhere else to get some stuff and I do not feel worry at all. Hey, +1 to sense of security in Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, before long, it was time to meet up with mice for dinner and movie.&lt;br /&gt;We went straight to Vivo to catch Season of the Witch.&lt;br /&gt;Had a little time to spare before the movie, so we went to indulge ourselves with chocolate by the bald man at Max Brenner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was actually founded by two person called Max Ficthman and Oded Brenner. Although I have no idea which one of them is the bald one, or perhaps both of them are.&lt;br /&gt;Still, they make good chocolate!! Therefore, it doesn't matter even both of them aren't bald~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*Chocolate by the bald men, instead of man?*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TUumWJ0tgjI/AAAAAAAAAbE/_ydGicn0uiI/s1600/IMG_1361.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TUumWJ0tgjI/AAAAAAAAAbE/_ydGicn0uiI/s320/IMG_1361.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TUumaWsk7hI/AAAAAAAAAbM/gyS8rls5Uck/s1600/IMG_1372.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TUumaWsk7hI/AAAAAAAAAbM/gyS8rls5Uck/s320/IMG_1372.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TUumZMZ82GI/AAAAAAAAAbI/E20-rMkXJkw/s1600/IMG_1364.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TUumZMZ82GI/AAAAAAAAAbI/E20-rMkXJkw/s320/IMG_1364.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TUumbdloYzI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/2uVwwU7nPjM/s1600/IMG_1376.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TUumbdloYzI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/2uVwwU7nPjM/s320/IMG_1376.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TUumcR9ntEI/AAAAAAAAAbU/Sq58wrtaJLw/s1600/IMG_1379.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TUumcR9ntEI/AAAAAAAAAbU/Sq58wrtaJLw/s320/IMG_1379.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, we went straight home and called it a day.&lt;br /&gt;It was great and will be writing up for Tuesday and Wednesday soon!&lt;br /&gt;For now, enjoy your holidays and Happy Chinese New Year to all my readers! 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Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TUuc0wmacjI/AAAAAAAAAao/5zyOLBTGj7E/s72-c/IMG_1276.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-2372855721557242833</id><published>2011-01-31T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T17:33:47.568+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moments'/><title type='text'>of Enjoyable moments and rainy days</title><content type='html'>It's my third day here in Singapore for the Chinese New Year '11 week.&lt;br /&gt;If you're wondering what's with the "...and rainy days", it is because it has been a non-stop downpour ever since the start of my trip. Like seriously, 3 days in a row.&lt;br /&gt;However, the rain didn't dampen the experience of &amp;nbsp;my trip here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day was awesome and was greeted with lots of local foods to satisfy my huge appetite.&lt;br /&gt;Met up with my friends for dinner and we really had it to the limit.&lt;br /&gt;One of my friend mistakenly ordered 10 chicken wings when he was only told to order 4, lol! because 4 and 10 sounds almost the same in Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*Let the feast begin!!*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TUZh8szUCEI/AAAAAAAAAYI/YVpRzHzFoh8/s1600/IMG_1150.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TUZh8szUCEI/AAAAAAAAAYI/YVpRzHzFoh8/s320/IMG_1150.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The second day, I woke up to a rainy early morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Gotta wake up early because mice *dun ask, lol* and I are going to the CSI exhibition at Singapore Science Centre a.k.a Spore Science Centre =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We had a very yummy breakfast at the bus interchange. It was a local food but very nice!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After the CSI exhibition, we went home and cooked dinner, Lol! but it was nice, a little peppery perhaps~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After dinner, went online for an hour or two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Went to catch the Green Hornet later that night. Good show, it was lame but hilarious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Grabbed a drink after the movie and called it a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*Snapshots of Day 2*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TUZ91d9yM9I/AAAAAAAAAZg/EJpZ_qzgxUg/s1600/IMG_1179.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TUZ91d9yM9I/AAAAAAAAAZg/EJpZ_qzgxUg/s320/IMG_1179.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TUZ-Eiw1OZI/AAAAAAAAAZk/8aeyWFd4npU/s1600/IMG_1180.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TUZh8szUCEI/AAAAAAAAAYI/YVpRzHzFoh8/s72-c/IMG_1150.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-3328115169699599665</id><published>2011-01-27T17:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T17:16:35.284+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Just a short update</title><content type='html'>Feeling tired today after last night company's dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Drank quite a few glasses of wine because my colleague kept asking me to drink.&lt;br /&gt;Was not drunk but was damn sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning woke up with a head-load of migraine but tried to be okay.&lt;br /&gt;Till now my head still hurts, and yes, I am still very sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;Managed to pull myself though the day because of someone =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, think I gotta stay back a little more to finish up my work.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is my last day before my long CNY break after all.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for Saturday! Might feel sick right now but still can't help but feeling happy about Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, gonna sign off here. Hope you readers had a great week, cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Expect lots of pictures of my holiday soon~ that is if I'm not too lazy to blog..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-3328115169699599665?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/3328115169699599665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2011/01/just-short-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/3328115169699599665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/3328115169699599665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2011/01/just-short-update.html' title='Just a short update'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-8285734791969772697</id><published>2011-01-26T09:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T09:44:22.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore Real Estate Portal</title><content type='html'>Recently, I've been made known of a new online web portal by Propwall.&lt;br /&gt;It is a property and real estate website which helps users perform searches on properties based on their criteria such as location and price range.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time around, Propwall have created a portal for searching &lt;a href="http://www.propwall.sg/"&gt;Singapore Property&lt;/a&gt;. The web portal has a clean and neat layout which new users will find it easy to navigate around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TTj_hR79XnI/AAAAAAAAAXk/jJj_UgzblvM/s1600/Untitled.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/TTj_hR79XnI/AAAAAAAAAXk/jJj_UgzblvM/s400/Untitled.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see from the screenshot. There are several 'tabs' on the page which enables users to navigate easily around the portal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tabs above are as follows, Home, Singapore, Classifieds, Photos, Answers and Maps.&lt;br /&gt;You'd probably already have an idea about what each tab does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Singapore tab, you'll be able to see a list of properties which you're then able to filter to view only specific properties such as condominiums, house, office and etc. While in the Singapore tab, you're also able to filter out properties by Districts which are listed on the left sidebar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Classified tab, would allow you to view the properties for sale posted by registered advertisers with price stated and also the description of the property, such as the size of the property in square feet, number of rooms and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos and Answer is basically not much to explain about. In the Photos tab, you're able to view various property pictures if available, while the Answer tab is for users to post any questions regarding certain property and the advertisers might answer if they sees it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Map function however, is an interesting tool. It will launch google map displaying the entire map of Singapore with miniature symbols of condominiums that represents available properties. In my opinion, the tool is very convenient and perhaps will hasten the search for properties if you already have a certain location in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also do note that more features are available if the user registers for an account. All in all, Propwall Singapore has designed a website which is user friendly and non-messy which to my experience, many other property websites failed to achieve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-8285734791969772697?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/8285734791969772697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2011/01/singapore-real-estate-portal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/8285734791969772697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/8285734791969772697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2011/01/singapore-real-estate-portal.html' title='Singapore Real Estate Portal'/><author><name>L. 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I felt really free and happy. It was a sense of relief I haven't felt in a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized my job performance improved after letting go of that burden. Went back to online gaming during my free time which I am glad because it paved a way back to my old friend Kev, and we picked up from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From then on, we've been meeting up for dinner and drinks which I am glad that I was given a chance to repair our friendship. Not to mention I had more times for my other three friends too, Daniel, Jeremy and Bosely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then apart from my friends, I made some new friends too.&lt;br /&gt;They came down to Malaysia during Christmas to visit Kevin, me and also another friend, Mint.&lt;br /&gt;It was a great Christmas, well to me at least, compared to my past Christmases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011's New Year was spectacular for me, like totally awesome. Well, not giving much details but all I can say is it was just really wonderful =) Work wise, I've just had my appraisal and gonna get my bonus this month. I hope it'll be a fat and juicy one =P *who doesn't hope for that huh?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely hoping that this year would be a great one, I'm sure everyone wishes that too. It's all in our hands, just have to work hard for it, Cheers All!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-6323352539250538192?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/6323352539250538192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011-good-start-hopefully.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/6323352539250538192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/6323352539250538192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011-good-start-hopefully.html' title='2011, A Good Start Hopefully'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-2375134866501454636</id><published>2010-11-08T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T16:57:09.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Car Website in Malaysia</title><content type='html'>Recently, I was looking around for cars.&lt;br /&gt;Lol, not those looking around at cars but me wanting to buy a car.&lt;br /&gt;It's about time for a 23 year old working guy to get a car of his own, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been scouting around but some car dealers are quite stuck-up, if you know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;I walked into most showrooms and the salesman would give a me "can-you-afford-it" look.&lt;br /&gt;Well, if they have that kind of attitude, then sorry, they will not have my business.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, if I can't afford a car, why would I go and look for one, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was telling my friend about my car search experience and he told me, why the hassle?&lt;br /&gt;He recommended me a website with a comprehensive &lt;a href="http://www.carsifu.my/"&gt;Malaysia cars&lt;/a&gt; catalogue in it.&lt;br /&gt;For me, it was so convenient. At least I do not have to face some crappy attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This website contains over 1,400 cars which are available in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;Like I've said, it is comprehensive and also a user-friendly website.&lt;br /&gt;The website is simple with a categorized car manufacturer menu at the side to allow faster searching.&lt;br /&gt;Users are also able to filter which area/state they are looking for cars in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additionally, people who wishes to sell off their car, they could register with them and post their car advertisement on the website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who are looking to buy a car, like me.&lt;br /&gt;If I would like to know more about the car, all I have to do is click on the "more info" link at the bottom right of the car which I find to my liking, and I would be brought to a page which contains a more detailed info of the selected car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Here are a few screenshot of the website:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Click on the picture to view a larger version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target='_blank' title='ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting' href='http://img443.imageshack.us/i/23734128.png/'&gt;&lt;img src='http://img443.imageshack.us/img443/4533/23734128.png' border='0'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target='_blank' title='ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting' href='http://img526.imageshack.us/i/68064958.png/'&gt;&lt;img src='http://img526.imageshack.us/img526/7589/68064958.png' border='0'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The website even have a Facebook page to allow users who have a Facebook account to keep themselves up-to-date with the latest happenings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-2375134866501454636?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/2375134866501454636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2010/11/top-car-website-in-malaysia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/2375134866501454636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/2375134866501454636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2010/11/top-car-website-in-malaysia.html' title='Top Car Website in Malaysia'/><author><name>L. 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I’ve rented a RM 700 bungalow room and now a RM 1200 condominium with my friend.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;If you’re here to &lt;a href="http://www.caribilik.my/"&gt;find room rental&lt;/a&gt;, then it’s the right place. Just click on the link. The website provides a lot of good and decent information for users to find their required room rental specification. There are nearly 30,000 rooms listed in there.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It has a list of most desired places which most people would like to rent a room at. All you need to do is click on the ‘Rooms’ tab and begin searching for your room specifications or you could just click on the links which are provided at the left of the screen in the ‘Rooms’ tab to filter which location you would desire. Is that simple!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;If you’re from the outskirts of Malaysia, I would recommend to search central places like PJ or Damansara. If you’re a student, then obviously you would want to rent somewhere near your campus. Whatever your requirement is, the website is the place to start! Cheers all!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-8350495053767485432?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/8350495053767485432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2010/03/find-room-rentals-in-malaysia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/8350495053767485432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/8350495053767485432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2010/03/find-room-rentals-in-malaysia.html' title='Find Room Rentals in Malaysia'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-3845791762119808416</id><published>2010-03-07T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T21:59:34.850+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>New Prospects</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;It's been 3 months since I joined Panasonic and things had turned out to be great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;The workplace is really nice and the people really grows onto you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Although I'm youngest looking and also the youngest in age there, but it doesn't posed as a barrier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;In fact, I made a really understanding friend there. I guess it's because we sit next to each other, lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;My boss had been great. Just last month, I had eaten 6 different Secret Recipe cakes! It's because there were 4 colleagues who's birthday falled on January and 2 on February.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;In these 2 months plus, my boss had spent us all for lunch 3 times, but I didn't join in for the first two because I had to excuse myself. The recently lunch was at&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal;"&gt;D'Italiane @ Jaya 33. My boss spent this 3rd lunch was specifically for the team I'm in because we had performed well for the project which was assigned to us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I've decided stay in this company for quite a long duration because unlike my previous company, this company actually states the ranks which I could be promoted to. It's like, they've planned and paved the way for me. I just have to work for it. Furthermore, I have totally zero complain about the wage which I'm getting now. If I abide by my plan right since the start of this month, I may be getting 2 iPhones 3GS by May and also my car by October or November when my friend comes back from Singapore since I'm going to buy through his friend's dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Apart from some hiccups which occured recently, it has been a great year for me. Cheers!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-3845791762119808416?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/3845791762119808416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-prospects.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/3845791762119808416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/3845791762119808416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-prospects.html' title='New Prospects'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-7157962653482656778</id><published>2010-03-02T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T11:20:59.045+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Programming'/><title type='text'>[ASP.NET] [C#] Switching MasterPage Dynamically</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Have you ever wanted to changed a MasterPage of an ASPX webpage dynamically when your website is running? Well, I’ve recently encountered this problem myself too and found a solution to it. So without further ado, I present the solution to you!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;First go to your code-behind page of the .aspx page which you wish to have its MasterPage changed dynamically. Let’s say for example, you want your example01.aspx to change its MasterPage dynamically, you have to open the example01.aspx.cs page.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ok here’s the step-by-step walkthrough.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Step 01:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Enter the following code below at anywhere in the &lt;strong&gt;public partial class&lt;/strong&gt; section &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Code:&lt;/strong&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue"&gt;protected void&lt;/span&gt; Page_PreInit(&lt;span style="color: blue"&gt;object&lt;/span&gt; sender, &lt;span style="color: #00ccff"&gt;EventsArgs&lt;/span&gt; e)       &lt;br /&gt;{       &lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;}&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Explanation:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The MasterPage needs to be defined before the .aspx page is initialized. In simpler terms, without the MasterPage predefined before the .aspx initialized, the .aspx page have no where to be loaded to, because webpages of website which utilizes MasterPage normally and most certainly requires a ContentPlaceHolder for it to be loaded into.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Step 02:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Enter the following code in the Page_PreInit body&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Code:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;MasterPageFile = &lt;span style="color: #990000"&gt;“YourMasterPage.Master”&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Step 03 (optional):&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Incorporate conditions with the code. What’s the point of changing MasterPage dynamically if there’s no conditions in the first place, right? The fact that we want to dynamically switch MasterPages, there has to be a condition. Therefore, incorporate them!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In my case, I determine&amp;#160; the user type. If the user who logs in is an admin for example, I will display a MasterPage for admins, if its a user, I’ll display a MasterPage for users.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The code should look something like this:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue"&gt;protected void&lt;/span&gt; Page_PreInit(&lt;span style="color: blue"&gt;object&lt;/span&gt; sender, &lt;span style="color: #00ccff"&gt;EventArgs&lt;/span&gt; e)       &lt;br /&gt;{       &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;span style="color: blue"&gt;string&lt;/span&gt; redirect_from = ((&lt;span style="color: blue"&gt;string&lt;/span&gt;)Request.QueryString[&lt;span style="color: #990000"&gt;&amp;quot;redirectedfrom&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;]); &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; if (redirect_from == &lt;span style="color: #990000"&gt;&amp;quot;staff&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;)       &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; {       &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; MasterPageFile = &lt;span style="color: #990000"&gt;&amp;quot;~/MasterPage/StaffMaster.master&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;;       &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; }       &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;span style="color: blue"&gt;else&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; {       &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; MasterPageFile = &lt;span style="color: #990000"&gt;&amp;quot;~/MasterPage/AdminMaster.Master&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;;       &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; }       &lt;br /&gt;}&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The code above shows the way I incorporated conditions to the code which triggers it to switch MasterPage if a certain user type logs in. If you’re wondering what’s with the &lt;span style="color: #990000"&gt;“~/MasterPage/”&lt;/span&gt;, it is because I stored all my pages in their respective folders and my MasterPages are stored in a folder named MasterPage.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-7157962653482656778?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/7157962653482656778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2010/03/aspnet-c-switching-masterpage.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/7157962653482656778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/7157962653482656778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2010/03/aspnet-c-switching-masterpage.html' title='[ASP.NET] [C#] Switching MasterPage Dynamically'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-3611533598196064440</id><published>2010-02-09T09:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T09:10:03.362+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Safe trip friend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This blog entry is dedicated to my friend and my role model in programming, In Ming. He is going abroad to further his studies in a few days time and I would like to wish him to have a safe trip there.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We met during college. In the start we weren’t really friends, maybe just acquaintances. However, as the course of our study progress, we became familiar with each other’s circle of friends and started to get to know each other better. At first, I didn’t know he’s interested in programming until one of the subject’s assignment brought me to the knowledge of it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;From then on, whenever I had a ‘coding-block’, I would consult him and discuss the matter and he never fails to point out what I am doing wrong. Then we attended a Java seminar together at KLCC and I got to know him a little better. I remember during our ride in the LRT heading towards KLCC in the morning we kept discussing about what program that has not exist yet that would make a revolution if it was created. Talks like this really feels good. You have a friend of similar interest and you talk about the possibilities, it really motivates you in that field of interest you’re sharing.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After graduating from college, I started working due to certain shits that happened, while he went on with his degree. I remember there was one time where I had this really huge ‘coding-block’ and I had to consult him. We met up at Starbucks SS2 and we discussed for hours and he found a solution. I was astonished, I kept reading and re-reading his codes because the solution was rather complicated, but most of all, I’ve learnt something new. Hence, I call him my teacher, lol.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;He told me that he’s going abroad to further his studies for 1 year or maybe more than 2 years if he’s doing masters there. When it is possible, I hope I could visit him there and catch up. It’s really hard to find a friend with similar interest such as programming, so I’ll do my best to keep in touch. Take care man! and have a safe trip!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-3611533598196064440?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/3611533598196064440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2010/02/safe-trip-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/3611533598196064440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/3611533598196064440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2010/02/safe-trip-friend.html' title='Safe trip friend!'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-3802600950420361885</id><published>2010-01-27T19:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T17:20:59.132+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><title type='text'>Petaling Jaya - Top Serviced Apartments</title><content type='html'>Kuala Lumpur, a -city that never sleeps-, and literally next to it is a -city that rarely rests-, Petaling Jaya!&lt;br /&gt;Petaling Jaya is a great place to live it apart from Kuala Lumpur. If fact, for those who loves nature more than concrete jungle, it is meant for you. It's location is central and convenient! because it is right next to KL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are tons of Shopping malls in Petaling Jaya and my very own favorite category apart from shopping, is -food-!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would definitely want to live in PJ if given an opportunity, I know I would!&lt;br /&gt;Wait.. in fact, I am! and it's been great. If you hadn't found a place to live in PJ yet, then this is the right time for you because there are a few great serviced apartments which are located here in PJ. Furthermore, the places which I'm going to recommend are located really close to a cluster of great Shopping malls. The good news is, you'll be able to witness brilliant fireworks during special occasions right off your window or balcony without needing to go through all the traffic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the top serviced apartments here in PJ, Kota Damansara to be exact!&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;a href="http://www.propwall.my/damansara_perdana/ritze_perdana"&gt;Ritze Perdana&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;a href="http://www.propwall.my/damansara_perdana/ritze_perdana_2"&gt;Ritze Perdana 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;a href="http://www.propwall.my/damansara_perdana/metropolitan_square"&gt;Metropolitan Square&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;a href="http://www.propwall.my/damansara_perdana/neo_damansara"&gt;Neo Damansara&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;a href="http://www.propwall.my/bandar_utama/1_bukit_utama"&gt;1 Bukit Utama&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to browse more great places by your own, I recommend you to visit this website: &lt;a href="http://www.propwall.my/petaling_jaya"&gt;http://www.propwall.my/petaling_jaya&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-3802600950420361885?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/3802600950420361885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2010/01/petaling-jaya-top-serviced-apartments.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/3802600950420361885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/3802600950420361885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2010/01/petaling-jaya-top-serviced-apartments.html' title='Petaling Jaya - Top Serviced Apartments'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-1483194440917106102</id><published>2010-01-27T18:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T18:47:29.742+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Programming'/><title type='text'>[ASP.NET][C#] ASP page loading twice</title><content type='html'>Reason behind this post is because I would like to document all the problems I had encountered and the solution for my and all visitor's convenience in the possible future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the titled states; I've recently, to be exact, 2 days back, encountered this strange phenomenon whereby my asp page loads twice when I click on the button, asp:imageButton to be exact. I'm working with this search function you see. I have to pass a value from this page, back to this page. Don't get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's say, I have a webpage called report.aspx. There's a search function inside, and after the user entered a value, the user has to click on a button to pass that value for a search, right? yea, so, I stored the value using Session, as I thought it was the most convenient and efficient way to pass a value from report.aspx back to report.aspx because the page has to be posted back in order to fire off the next function.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, as convenient as it may seemed to be, the downside of Session is that it stores in two places at the same time; the server side and the client side. Hence, the page loads twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advance explanation: the first click of the button stores the Session on the Server side but not the client side. Therefore, it only updates the Server side and not the Client side. Which means, the user has to click on the button twice then only the user could view the updated page with the search result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Solution:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dispose the use of Session and replace it with QueryString. Problem solved.&lt;br /&gt;I'll assume that everyone who are reading this knows how to work a QueryString. If you have any&amp;nbsp;inquiries or need a pointer, feel free to drop me a comment and I'll get back to you. Cheers all!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-1483194440917106102?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/1483194440917106102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2010/01/aspnetc-asp-page-loading-twice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/1483194440917106102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/1483194440917106102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2010/01/aspnetc-asp-page-loading-twice.html' title='[ASP.NET][C#] ASP page loading twice'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-3134393282692159930</id><published>2010-01-09T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T01:55:59.442+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Life Check</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;We’re another year older and perhaps another year wiser. Why wiser? because everyday is a new experience. Even reading a newspaper full of government crap is something new. If we read about something new each day for a year, it means we’ve learnt 365 new stuffs.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Even if we encountered difficult situations, it is still something new, in a way.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“When written in Chinese, the word ‘crisis’ is composed of two characters. One represents danger and the other represents opportunity.” – John Fitzgerald Kennedy&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I have learnt not much but not too little either. Leastwise I’ve learnt a tiny bit about the people around me, be it colleagues, friends or the crappy P1 WiMAX customer service officer.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;To many people, New Year is just an excuse to fabricate a less-than-likely-to-be-achieved resolution (plentiful will never be achieved, fact). On the other hand, New Year to me is a new job prospect, with a different position, company, colleagues, experience, environment and most importantly salary figure – AND – not forgetting, knowledge!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ironically, even though most New Year resolution is most likely never to be achieved but here I wish to make a resolution to mend dented relationships, be it family, friends or love. No man is an island. Therefore, it’s good to ensure that your relationship with the people you care are well nurtured =) I guess that’s all for now. Happy New Year all, cheers!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-3134393282692159930?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/3134393282692159930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2010/01/life-check.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/3134393282692159930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/3134393282692159930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2010/01/life-check.html' title='Life Check'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-3245299184094159900</id><published>2009-12-01T09:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T15:58:25.400+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><title type='text'>10 most favorable KLCC properties</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I’ve been browsing around PropWall these days to have a look at our Malaysia’s advances in architectural design. Compared to what we have 2 to 3 years ago, the design certainly acquired a more contemporary sense. Here I have chosen 10 KLCC properties which I favor:-&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1) &lt;a href="http://www.propwall.my/klcc/the_binjai" target="_blank"&gt;The Binjai&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2) &lt;a href="http://www.propwall.my/klcc/the_troika" target="_blank"&gt;The Troika&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;3) &lt;a href="http://www.propwall.my/bukit_bintang/pavilion_residences" target="_blank"&gt;Pavilion Residences&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;4) &lt;a href="http://www.propwall.my/klcc/marc_service_residence" target="_blank"&gt;Marc Service Residence&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;5) &lt;a href="http://www.propwall.my/klcc/k_residence" target="_blank"&gt;K Residence&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;6) &lt;a href="http://www.propwall.my/klcc/cendana" target="_blank"&gt;Cendana&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;7) &lt;a href="http://www.propwall.my/ampang_hilir/u-thant_residence" target="_blank"&gt;U-Thant Residence&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;8) &lt;a href="http://www.propwall.my/klcc/crown_regency" target="_blank"&gt;Crown Regency&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;9) &lt;a href="http://www.propwall.my/klcc/panorama" target="_blank"&gt;Panorama&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;10) &lt;a href="http://www.propwall.my/jalan_tun_razak/setia_sky_residences" target="_blank"&gt;Setia Sky Residences&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;You must have a look at it. Just one look and it really instills the desire to live in such residence.&amp;#160; Treat your eyes and mind to the beauty of architectural designs at &lt;a title="http://www.squidoo.com/klccproperties" href="http://www.squidoo.com/klccproperties"&gt;KLCC Properties&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The Panorama and Setia Sky Residences are definitely a property worth waiting for. The design certainly defines contemporary well with a touch of sleek to it. It’s always&amp;#160; been my dream to one day live in a home of such modernity. Cheers!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-3245299184094159900?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/3245299184094159900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/12/10-most-favorable-klcc-properties.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/3245299184094159900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/3245299184094159900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/12/10-most-favorable-klcc-properties.html' title='10 most favorable KLCC properties'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-4141031229367097389</id><published>2009-11-23T10:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T10:47:26.203+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Cognizant</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;2012, a graphic intensive movie which with good sound system will leave a good dose of after-effect of deep thought in you. After the movie or rather, after most End-of-World themed movies, I would always wonder which date will the End-of-Days fall on. It’ll be really ironic if it falls on 1st of January.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;By the way, 2012 has nothing to do with environmental pollution or stuff like that, it is caused by an external factor called the ‘largest solar flare in human history’ which causes a domino effect. First, is the core of the Earth heating up like oven, then caused the slow melting of the Earth’s crust from within, which triggers the crust to be ‘soft’ and hence, collapse.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In layman term, take a cookie (Earth’s crust), place it flat afloat in hot milk&amp;#160; (Earth’s core/mantle layer) which was initially just a warm milk, then you’ll see the cookie crumble =)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Solar Flare*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.nasa.gov/mission_pages/solar-b/solar_009.html"&gt;www.nasa.gov&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/Swn3Uo22JZI/AAAAAAAAAUw/CqDPtrFCQHE/s1600/solarflare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 320px; cursor: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407124761571894674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/Swn3Uo22JZI/AAAAAAAAAUw/CqDPtrFCQHE/s320/solarflare.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;p&gt;I like to observe, literally. Observing always trigger thoughts to circulate in my mind. It intrigues me to observe the behavior and reaction of the people who are within my range of sight.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Every morning, I would leave my condo with my friend when he drops me to work. I would always take notice of the foreign workers who will always be walking alongside of the sidewalk to wherever their destination is. I would look at the traffic policemen, the drivers who are traversing from point A to point B, listen the radio casts who are talking. At the end of all that thinking, I know that all of us are –just people- insignificantly small in the eyes of our world leaders. To them, we’re just like seeds used to sow their fragrant economy.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The only part which I think is real in most 2012-like movies, is the part where if the End-of-Days is here and there’s an –Ark- we wouldn’t be worthy enough to be saved because we’re no one special and as said, insignificant. Those who will be included for salvation are the Top Notch in their fields such as Astrophysicists, Cosmologist, Biochemist and etc etc, and I don’t mean sports. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Foreseeable, are those illiterate group of people will be those running around shouting retarded remarks, creating chaos and reaping whatever that is within their reach. Ignorant who are easily fooled by government composed news will meet their makers too. Sad to say, but if sufficient common sense if applied, you’ll know what I mean.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It’s a sad scenario. However, if you’re non-religious, the most practical way to salvation is to be an Ace in your field and hope the government will include you in whichever self-preservation plan they’ve cooked up. On the other hand, if you’re religious, then all you have to do is believe in your Savior.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-4141031229367097389?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/4141031229367097389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/11/cognizant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/4141031229367097389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/4141031229367097389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/11/cognizant.html' title='Cognizant'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/Swn3Uo22JZI/AAAAAAAAAUw/CqDPtrFCQHE/s72-c/solarflare.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-4494207784986903141</id><published>2009-11-16T11:45:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T14:22:34.987+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Games'/><title type='text'>Xenogears Money Hack</title><content type='html'>To all Xenogears fans.&lt;br /&gt;This my guide to hack Xenogears on PSX PC Emulator ONLY.&lt;br /&gt;First you'll need Cheat Engine: &lt;a href="http://www.cheatengine.org/downloads.php" target="_blank"&gt;Cheat Engine 5.5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will spoil the whole point of the game. However, to those who've completed this game countless times and just want to have some fun without the hassle of earning G in Xenogears, like me =). Then this cheat is catered for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.0) First save the game using the memory cube (NOTE: saving using gamestate could corrupt the game)&lt;br /&gt;1.1) Go to the nearest shop in the game and don't do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.0) Start Cheat Engine and search for the PSX Emulator process (e.g. I'm using ePSXe, so search for ePSXe.exe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SwDS2MMvoxI/AAAAAAAAATw/sx5Oso1kn5U/s1600/Step01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SwDS2MMvoxI/AAAAAAAAATw/sx5Oso1kn5U/s320/Step01.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404551381274043154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.1) Press the 'Square' button to check how much G you have currently.&lt;br /&gt;2.2) Pull up Cheat Engine, then enter the amount into the 'Value' box.&lt;br /&gt;2.3) Change 'Value Type' to 'All (Byte to Double)'.&lt;br /&gt;2.4) Tick 'Also scan read-only memory'.&lt;br /&gt;2.5) Then click 'First Scan'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SwDS2WbzhVI/AAAAAAAAAT4/M_SO_D5rJIc/s1600/Step02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SwDS2WbzhVI/AAAAAAAAAT4/M_SO_D5rJIc/s320/Step02.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404551384021566802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.0) You'll get lots of addresses at the left side panel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SwDS2oWiA9I/AAAAAAAAAUA/93SEAGxVYO0/s1600/Step03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SwDS2oWiA9I/AAAAAAAAAUA/93SEAGxVYO0/s320/Step03.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404551388831286226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.1) Now, return to game, talk to the shopkeeper and buy something to change the current G value you have.&lt;br /&gt;3.2) Return to Cheat Engine, enter the new G value into the 'Value' textbox.&lt;br /&gt;3.3) Then click on 'Next Scan'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SwDS2z7GDoI/AAAAAAAAAUI/quZ7bxqeRAo/s1600/Step04-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SwDS2z7GDoI/AAAAAAAAAUI/quZ7bxqeRAo/s320/Step04-1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404551391937433218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.0) You'll then see 3 obvious addresses of the amount of G you have.&lt;br /&gt;4.1) Double-click on the 3 address to move them to the panel below.&lt;br /&gt;4.2) Then mouse your mouse on the 'value' section of the address below, double-click it.&lt;br /&gt;4.3) Enter a few 9's in the textbox to raise the value, click 'OK'.&lt;br /&gt;4.4) Now return to the game, press 'Square' again to open the character windows. Your amount of G will then change to the new value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SwDS3EjuP2I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/j9WUshZ6sik/s1600/Step04-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SwDS3EjuP2I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/j9WUshZ6sik/s320/Step04-2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404551396402806626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SwDThl2jekI/AAAAAAAAAUY/_QkLHVUqc6I/s1600/Step04-3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SwDThl2jekI/AAAAAAAAAUY/_QkLHVUqc6I/s320/Step04-3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404552126894668354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Don't close Cheat Engine, just minimize it. When your G is low, just repeat steps 4.2 to 4.4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you've found my guide useful. Although this is not as good as Gameshark for Emulator but at least it still gives you enough G to buy stuff and replenish it =) Cheers!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-4494207784986903141?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/4494207784986903141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/11/xenogears-money-hack.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/4494207784986903141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/4494207784986903141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/11/xenogears-money-hack.html' title='Xenogears Money Hack'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SwDS2MMvoxI/AAAAAAAAATw/sx5Oso1kn5U/s72-c/Step01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-1714938290934877603</id><published>2009-11-09T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T17:23:53.305+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Going with the flow</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I’ve come to a point where I think it is best for me to leave certain aspects of my life to just follow the flow of nature and let it take it’s own course.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m tired of having to teach certain person about attitude and behavior. It is without a doubt that making effort to teach something to a person who doesn’t want to listen or learn is indeed futile. Additionally, I’ll eventually stress myself because I would normally keep trying if I’m being opposed to.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;However, I cannot deny the fact that it is useless trying any further because I know and it is obvious that the person I used to be happy with has changed and will not turn back...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Like the old saying goes “What is meant to be, will be”. I shall not debate or argue any further.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-1714938290934877603?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/1714938290934877603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/11/going-with-flow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/1714938290934877603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/1714938290934877603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/11/going-with-flow.html' title='Going with the flow'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-6156340672002142081</id><published>2009-11-03T09:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T14:25:11.591+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><title type='text'>Property @ PropWall</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I recalled when I was moving out with my friend and we had to search for a property with reasonable price at the same time we wanted to know what’s in for that property, such as facilities, sq. feet, strategic review and people’s opinion.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Most of the time, we would just get the price and a contact number. Which is very limited indeed and as such, we had to allocate a time to travel and search for that place just to have a look at the location, facilities, specs and the type of people who lives there. It is without a doubt a hassle for us as both of us are full-time office workers *ahem, profe-cough-sion-cough-nal* ;-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I do remember going to websites such as iProperty. Well, it does provide me with certain information and not to say that they aren’t good but I find it not-so-detailed. Example, say I do a search for Dua Residency @ KLCC on this property website. All they provide is, a picture, a brief 1 to 2 paragraph description, short property details and a map *wow, that’s helpful @@*. Honestly… looking at the way they display the description below is more than enough reason for me to redirect myself away from it *so messy*.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/Su-CjdXok7I/AAAAAAAAASg/UoaffJ_bEpk/s1600-h/Comp02.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 129px; cursor: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399678023931302834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/Su-CjdXok7I/AAAAAAAAASg/UoaffJ_bEpk/s320/Comp02.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;However, I’ve came to know about this &lt;a href="http://www.propwall.my/" target="_blank"&gt;Malaysia property&lt;/a&gt; website called &lt;a href="http://www.propwall.my/" target="_blank"&gt;PropWall&lt;/a&gt;. The first thing I took notice when I entered the website, is the layout. It is simple, organized and most importantly not confusing @@. The links are well categorized as well which they designed it to be tab-style.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I search for the same property, Dua Residency @ KLCC, PropWall provides the details to a greater extent, and I do mean greater! As such, PropWall gives me the impression that it ensures the users who visits the website will be well informed of the property which they are searching for.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For the same property which I’ve searched on iProperty, in PropWall, I get a four paragraph description, property details, size in sq. feet for all the type of layouts they have, facilities, a detailed 10 paragraph analysis on how strategic the location is, a classified section and a map. I don’t even need to call the agent ==” or even think of travelling there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have a look at &lt;a href="http://www.propwall.my/klcc/dua_residency" target="_blank"&gt;Dua Residency @ PropWall&lt;/a&gt; for yourself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/Su-HDhW8rXI/AAAAAAAAAS4/EswLFWFrwak/s1600-h/Pic02.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 202px; cursor: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399682972804492658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/Su-HDhW8rXI/AAAAAAAAAS4/EswLFWFrwak/s320/Pic02.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;p&gt;If you’re looking for properties and you want a descriptive detail of the property, I suggest you first and foremost head to PropWall instead of wasting your time Google-ing away.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-6156340672002142081?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/6156340672002142081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/11/property-propwall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/6156340672002142081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/6156340672002142081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/11/property-propwall.html' title='Property @ PropWall'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/Su-CjdXok7I/AAAAAAAAASg/UoaffJ_bEpk/s72-c/Comp02.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-3549325921212649019</id><published>2009-10-30T00:16:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T11:59:56.388+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>P1 WiMax Hits The Wall</title><content type='html'>It’s been a long time this issue has been lingering in my mind. I’ve been wanting to post a rant about P1, one of our Malaysia’s leading WiMAX provider.&lt;br /&gt;If you haven’t already read my first rant about P1, then I suggest you do. Here’s the link: &lt;a href="http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/02/p1-wimax.html" target="_blank"&gt;P1 WiMax&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, let’s add some salt to the already wounded impression of P1. As I’ve stated in my first rant, during the launch of P1 WiMAX, they gave you a trial period of 2 weeks for us to test out their connection for no fees at all.&lt;br /&gt;It was oh-so-blazing-omgwtfbbq-fast during those 2 weeks even though the signal color was red, when I finally gave the 1-year contract a shot, I regretted it almost immediately. Why? because after the trial period expired, the connection fell from ‘flying-colors’ to a deplorable state of connection which practically spelled out ‘you’re fucked’.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve just tested the packet loss, ping, jitter and speed on &lt;a href="http://pingtest.net/"&gt;Pingtest.net&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://www.speedtest.net/"&gt;Speedtest.net&lt;/a&gt;, and the result prove that I’ve been chiseled, yup. The results speaks for itself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Initial test:&lt;/u&gt; Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="2" style="width: 400px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td valign="top" width="200"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SunAG2U53zI/AAAAAAAAARI/i6QeNHneVYM/s1600-h/Pingtest02.bmp" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398056852275191602" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SunAG2U53zI/AAAAAAAAARI/i6QeNHneVYM/s320/Pingtest02.bmp" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 131px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 299px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;        &lt;td valign="top" width="200"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SunAGp3mxsI/AAAAAAAAARA/3eH9afbx1bw/s1600-h/Pingtest01.bmp" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398056848931079874" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SunAGp3mxsI/AAAAAAAAARA/3eH9afbx1bw/s320/Pingtest01.bmp" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 131px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 299px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Second test:&lt;/u&gt; Manila, Philippines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="2" style="width: 400px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td valign="top" width="200"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SunAZuxpK2I/AAAAAAAAARY/XAgnzFYi5bY/s1600-h/Pingtest-PH02.bmp" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398057176665762658" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SunAZuxpK2I/AAAAAAAAARY/XAgnzFYi5bY/s320/Pingtest-PH02.bmp" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 131px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 299px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;        &lt;td valign="top" width="200"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SunAZV3BSnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/QqEZey8Ucx4/s1600-h/Pingtest-PH01.bmp" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398057169977428594" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SunAZV3BSnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/QqEZey8Ucx4/s320/Pingtest-PH01.bmp" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 131px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 299px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Third test:&lt;/u&gt; Houston, United States    &lt;br /&gt;*Houston, we have a problem!* it doesn't make any sense. Test result which goes all the way to U.S. is better than local's and Philippines's result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="2" style="width: 400px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="200"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SunAoSsDsOI/AAAAAAAAARg/i43AE8XqG0w/s1600-h/Pingtest-US01.bmp" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398057426824179938" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SunAoSsDsOI/AAAAAAAAARg/i43AE8XqG0w/s320/Pingtest-US01.bmp" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 131px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 299px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="200"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SunAooPYYXI/AAAAAAAAARo/bWVL37GnL90/s1600-h/Pingtest-US02.bmp" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398057432609481074" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SunAooPYYXI/AAAAAAAAARo/bWVL37GnL90/s320/Pingtest-US02.bmp" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 131px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 299px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Last test:&lt;/u&gt; Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;The fluctuation must be immense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="2" style="width: 400px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="200"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SunA2N1Wm4I/AAAAAAAAARw/p4mcn6Gmi6k/s1600-h/Pingtest-MY01.bmp" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398057666039159682" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SunA2N1Wm4I/AAAAAAAAARw/p4mcn6Gmi6k/s320/Pingtest-MY01.bmp" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 131px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 299px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="200"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SunA2Vl5AeI/AAAAAAAAAR4/aC5pNy2t7NA/s1600-h/Pingtest-MY02.bmp" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398057668121788898" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SunA2Vl5AeI/AAAAAAAAAR4/aC5pNy2t7NA/s320/Pingtest-MY02.bmp" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 131px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 299px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Speed test:&lt;/u&gt; Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="2" style="width: 400px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="200"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SunFdCfe6KI/AAAAAAAAASI/OUb1S7-TGMQ/s1600-h/Speedtest02.bmp" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398062731056048290" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SunFdCfe6KI/AAAAAAAAASI/OUb1S7-TGMQ/s320/Speedtest02.bmp" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 137px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="200"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SunH-Qv3c7I/AAAAAAAAASQ/yw2htbYjzfg/s1600-h/Speedtest02.bmp" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398065500841800626" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SunH-Qv3c7I/AAAAAAAAASQ/yw2htbYjzfg/s320/Speedtest02.bmp" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 135px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 301px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ensuing test confirmed that P1 has earned itself a huge &lt;strong&gt;F&lt;/strong&gt; for &lt;strong&gt;FAILURE&lt;/strong&gt; on Pingtest.net.&lt;br /&gt;My verdict: Stick to cabled line such as Streamyx for Malaysia. I know Streamyx, to most, is synonymous with ‘Lousy’. However, considering the options, stability and affordability, it is much better than P1 which is proven to be synonymous with ‘Failure’. Since P1 is promoting their "Cut/Potong Now" campaign, I totally agree to it! Cut away from P1 and get a better service provider! because P1 WiMAX sucks!!&lt;br /&gt;Hope you’ve enjoyed my review and if you’re someone who happened to stumble upon this entry while ‘Googling’ for P1 review before getting one yourself, then I hope this entry had gave you an insight and I strongly suggest you go for Streamyx or you could try the new Amax, at least its much cheaper than P1. Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Related P1 WiMax topics:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/02/p1-wimax.html"&gt;P1 WiMAX&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/04/p1-wimax-coverage-abnormalities-or-just.html"&gt;P1 WiMAX abnormalities or just my luck&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally-worth-it_12.html"&gt;Finally worth it!! or maybe not...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/10/p1-hits-wall.html"&gt;P1 WiMAX Hits the wall&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-3549325921212649019?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/3549325921212649019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/10/p1-hits-wall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/3549325921212649019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/3549325921212649019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/10/p1-hits-wall.html' title='P1 WiMax Hits The Wall'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SunAG2U53zI/AAAAAAAAARI/i6QeNHneVYM/s72-c/Pingtest02.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-7379977201246044275</id><published>2009-10-13T19:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T21:32:50.554+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Computer Havoc</title><content type='html'>Recently I think I’m having a bad luck with computers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, my laptop were being ‘invaded’ by waves of Blue Screen of Death (BSoD from here on).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t seem to find out the caused of it because it was popping out all the various BSoD, each with a different message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="200"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/StRoOfaZuWI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/aK9QxmYbeuU/s1600-h/bsod01.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/StRoOfaZuWI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/aK9QxmYbeuU/s320/bsod01.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392049252029020514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="200"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/StRoO6ZKGgI/AAAAAAAAAQY/j5FeW2Hp6JM/s1600-h/blue-screen-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/StRoO6ZKGgI/AAAAAAAAAQY/j5FeW2Hp6JM/s320/blue-screen-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392049259271559682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not the two BSoD above, there are more. Above is just an example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my search of the caused of the BSoD, I looked into the event viewer and found there’s this error with DCOM. So, I did all I could to disable the relevant component, uninstalled some programs I’ve recently installed and even personally search through the registry to delete certain keys which the uninstalled programs left behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;However, to no avail, the BSoD are still appearing. Therefore, my friends told me that it could also mean hardware problems and the probable cause is the RAM ==”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;True enough, after some process of probability elimination. It was really the RAM… to add salt to the wound, my laptop has two RAM, one piece is 256 and the other is a 1GB RAM.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hoping it was the 256MB RAM that is faulty but… due to my shitty luck, it was the 1GB RAM that has to be taken out T_T *sobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing was, I thought it was a virus before finding out that it is really the RAM that’s causing the problem. So, I stupidly reformatted my laptop and reinstalled Windows ==”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="200"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/StRoPRbVfzI/AAAAAAAAAQg/wR-8TyHe93c/s1600-h/Format.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/StRoPRbVfzI/AAAAAAAAAQg/wR-8TyHe93c/s320/Format.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392049265454710578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="200"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/StRoP1XGvxI/AAAAAAAAAQo/aPbJBYdp0bg/s1600-h/InstallXP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/StRoP1XGvxI/AAAAAAAAAQo/aPbJBYdp0bg/s320/InstallXP.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392049275100643090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my laptop ordeal, I thought it was over… that I don’t have to face computer problems again… BUT… this week, my office PC that I am using for my programming work the hard drive K.O-ed on me T_T *sobs* how sad…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/StRoQQ_8X_I/AAAAAAAAAQw/HfQKlUkvAvw/s1600-h/HardDrive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/StRoQQ_8X_I/AAAAAAAAAQw/HfQKlUkvAvw/s320/HardDrive.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392049282519687154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I had to backup my office’s stupid hard drive which crashes like every 10 minutes or so, and face the screen of formatting PC and Windows reinstallation again…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What sucks is that there are so many programs and tools to reinstall… which used up two working days. Actually, I’m partially happy too because I don’t have to do any work during these two days and just reinstalling programs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I had Windows installed, I was surfing the web while reinstalling other stuff =P Well, I hope that you readers will have better lucks with computers =) Cheers!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-7379977201246044275?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/7379977201246044275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/10/computer-havoc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/7379977201246044275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/7379977201246044275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/10/computer-havoc.html' title='Computer Havoc'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/StRoOfaZuWI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/aK9QxmYbeuU/s72-c/bsod01.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-8443725355423634008</id><published>2009-10-05T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T12:53:33.633+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><title type='text'>The All-American Rejects Concert in Malaysia</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Recently, I’ve joined the 7-Eleven’s name the slurpee mascot contest without hoping that I’ll win, because I never had luck with contests before.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Contestant are allowed to enter as many entries as possible and I’ve only entered once.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;To my surprise, I won!! I won The All-American Rejects concert passes!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;However, it came to my notice that Tyson has suffered from some injuries and the concert have to be postponed =( *bummer*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well, best wishes to Tyson and hopefully he recovers and is able to perform soon!! Cheers!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-8443725355423634008?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/8443725355423634008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/10/all-american-rejects-concert-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/8443725355423634008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/8443725355423634008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/10/all-american-rejects-concert-in.html' title='The All-American Rejects Concert in Malaysia'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-4948272423997576332</id><published>2009-10-05T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T12:52:55.543+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><title type='text'>Paranormal Activity – Demand It!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Recently, I’ve taken notice about this movie called Paranormal Activities and I’ve gotten really hyped about it. However, the catch is, they will only screen the movie in your city by demand.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Therefore, here I call for your aid to help me demand this movie to be screened in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia or even in your city!! Help me spread the word and demand for it =) Cheers!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style="line-height:0px;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;object id="sticker-D0-001-003582795-8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="always" allowNetworking="all" width="300" height="275" data="http://static.eventful.com/store/stickers/flash/split.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="&amp;amp;bg=black&amp;amp;sid=D0-001-003582795-8&amp;amp;size=300&amp;amp;fg=FFFFFF&amp;amp;target=default&amp;amp;fileHost=static.eventful.com" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://static.eventful.com/store/stickers/flash/split.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="lt" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://eventful.com/kualalumpur/demand/paranormal-activity-/D0-001-003582795-8/join?widget=1&amp;amp;viral=0" target="_new" title="Paranormal Activity in Kuala Lumpur"&gt;&lt;img height="45" width="300" border="0" src="http://static.eventful.com/store/stickers/flash/assets/split/300x45_mid-black.gif" alt="Demand Paranormal Activity in Kuala Lumpur!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://eventful.com/kualalumpur/demand/paranormal-activity-/D0-001-003582795-8" target="_new" title="Paranormal Activity in Kuala Lumpur"&gt;&lt;img height="30" width="300" border="0" src="http://static.eventful.com/store/stickers/flash/assets/split/300x30_bottom-black.gif" alt="Paranormal Activity in Kuala Lumpur - Learn more about this Eventful Demand" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#999999" style="line-height:30px;"&gt;View all &lt;a href="http://eventful.com/kualalumpur/events" title="View events in Kuala Lumpur"&gt;&lt;font color="#999999"&gt;Kuala Lumpur events&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on Eventful&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-4948272423997576332?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/4948272423997576332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/10/paranormal-activities-demand-it.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/4948272423997576332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/4948272423997576332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/10/paranormal-activities-demand-it.html' title='Paranormal Activity – Demand It!!'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-6198368219834894466</id><published>2009-09-14T12:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T13:04:17.296+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><title type='text'>Future Tech</title><content type='html'>Dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I unveil the PS4!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/Sq3NAsn81RI/AAAAAAAAAPA/itJXdzVqfM8/s1600-h/PS4-05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/Sq3NAsn81RI/AAAAAAAAAPA/itJXdzVqfM8/s320/PS4-05.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381182541640029458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/Sq3NALBBr_I/AAAAAAAAAO4/UFKxV2G3WTY/s1600-h/PS4-03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/Sq3NALBBr_I/AAAAAAAAAO4/UFKxV2G3WTY/s320/PS4-03.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381182532618399730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/Sq3M_tQwdnI/AAAAAAAAAOw/6CFH3dhpt28/s1600-h/PS4-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/Sq3M_tQwdnI/AAAAAAAAAOw/6CFH3dhpt28/s320/PS4-02.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381182524631316082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/Sq3M_B66n3I/AAAAAAAAAOo/SLwIRztjuf4/s1600-h/PS4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/Sq3M_B66n3I/AAAAAAAAAOo/SLwIRztjuf4/s320/PS4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381182512996982642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Playstation 4 concept was inspired by the massive popularity of its previous versions, while featuring much more functionalities than any other versions of playstation users have encountered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first notable feature is the cool, transparent appearance of both the joysticks and the main unit. The transparent area of both elements comprises touch buttons for operating the device and the glossy black round compartment is to place the discs of your choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playstation 4 will give the gamer a unique cable-free gaming experience with its Bluetooth 2.0 connectivity. Moreover, the transparent display of the main unit can show thumbnails of different part of a disc and allow the user to select a part by simply touching the respective thumbnail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I present you an effing cool design concept by BMW for its future vehicles!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/Sq3N4dE9imI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/tDhIa6ph91Y/s1600-h/BMW02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/Sq3N4dE9imI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/tDhIa6ph91Y/s320/BMW02.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381183499539417698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/Sq3N34kli4I/AAAAAAAAAPI/0kNbWfaLXco/s1600-h/BMW01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/Sq3N34kli4I/AAAAAAAAAPI/0kNbWfaLXco/s320/BMW01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381183489739950978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Vision EfficientDynamics is a concept vehicle for future by BMW which is a low carbon hybrid supercar aiming to achieve the premium end of the auto market with its fuel-efficient design. A three-cylinder turbodiesel engine is empowering this vehicle supported by a couple of electric motors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This car can go 0-100 kilometers per hour in just 4.8 seconds with a top speed of 250 kmph and consumes 3.76 liters of diesel per 100 kilometers. It features an electric mode for day to day use that can be charged through plug-in module.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vehicle stores the power it lithium polymer cells, allowing it to drive for roughly 50km on a single charge, which can be extended through its regenerative breaking system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still not salivating yet? This should do the trick!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/Sq3OcAzHRbI/AAAAAAAAAPg/47aPu_1accE/s1600-h/Honda02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/Sq3OcAzHRbI/AAAAAAAAAPg/47aPu_1accE/s320/Honda02.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381184110423655858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/Sq3ObupyeKI/AAAAAAAAAPY/AjXGAUwMoKU/s1600-h/Honda01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/Sq3ObupyeKI/AAAAAAAAAPY/AjXGAUwMoKU/s320/Honda01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381184105552705698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honda RA-X is the latest concept sportscar inspired by the beginning of motorsport competition during the 60s and hence was named as RA similar with the first F1 cars in distinctive white and yellow colors. This two-seater concept car comprises MR engine and back transmission with a capacity of over 350 hp, while the position of the exhaust pipes positively reminds the RA300 F1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The design features innovative smooth crossing lines in the surface that forms a theoretical X. The car’s engine can be seen through a glass and predominates at the back side of the engine vent with optical technology-led groups forming a triangular shape. The inlets are merged with optical groups on the front and the dimensions of the car are: length 4050 x height 1163 x 1940 Wide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're wondering where's the part for mobile phone lovers, here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/Sq3OrTA2IwI/AAAAAAAAAPo/zolf4MkClns/s1600-h/NKNano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 164px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/Sq3OrTA2IwI/AAAAAAAAAPo/zolf4MkClns/s320/NKNano.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381184373011129090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finnish handset giant Nokia gave the industry a glimpse of the future on Monday, when it unveiled a shape changing mobile devices concept based on nanotechnology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morph, a joint nanotechnology concept developed by Nokia Research Center and the University of Cambridge, has gone on display as part of the "Design and the Elastic Mind" exhibition at The Museum of Modern Art in New York.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concept demonstrates how future mobile devices might be stretchable and flexible, allowing the user to transform the gadget into radically different shapes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-6198368219834894466?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/6198368219834894466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/09/future-tech.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/6198368219834894466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/6198368219834894466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/09/future-tech.html' title='Future Tech'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/Sq3NAsn81RI/AAAAAAAAAPA/itJXdzVqfM8/s72-c/PS4-05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-2402040038050231893</id><published>2009-09-08T15:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T15:10:26.986+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>Physiotherapist</title><content type='html'>Physio was an intelligent boy. After doing a physiotherapy course abroad for 3 years, he returned home and set up a clinic in his hometown. He asked a designer to make a new name plate to be hung on the wall outside the clinic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, when he went to his clinic, he was pleased to find that the name plate was already put up. But he was greatly annoyed by the wordings on the plate:TUKANG URUT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went to the designer and took him to task. "How can you insult my profession? 'Tukang Urut' means masseur in Malay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a physiotherapist and not a masseur! Make sure you change the name right now! And see that the word is spelt correctly!" Physio said angrily.The designer apologized and promised to make the change immediately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without further delay, he proceed to change the name but found that the word "physiotherapist' was too long. So he broke it up into three words to make it easier to read. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, Physio hit the roof when he saw the new name. On the name plate were written : PHYSIO THE RAPIST&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-2402040038050231893?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/2402040038050231893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/09/physiotherapist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/2402040038050231893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/2402040038050231893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/09/physiotherapist.html' title='Physiotherapist'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-523826105414398941</id><published>2009-09-05T13:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T18:18:49.613+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Vision of the Future</title><content type='html'>After watching a video by Microsoft regarding their&lt;br /&gt;vision for the future. It got me pumped and reassured that&lt;br /&gt;my career as a programmer is gonna take me a long way into the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the video: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1haMQxyhjwk"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1haMQxyhjwk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From what used to be pixellated mainframe computers which uses&lt;br /&gt;punch cards for input, it slowly evolved into keyboards which is&lt;br /&gt;what we are using now today which enables me to easily share&lt;br /&gt;this entry with the world! and soon, it will be a more advanced&lt;br /&gt;touch sensitive surfaces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-size: small;"&gt;*The Surface*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SqH5k1_mL9I/AAAAAAAAAOg/dIiXpJfcrc0/s1600-h/microsoft-surface.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SqH5k1_mL9I/AAAAAAAAAOg/dIiXpJfcrc0/s320/microsoft-surface.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377853841421512658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe, programming will be a career which will never extinct.&lt;br /&gt;It is what drives us into the future.&lt;br /&gt;The world now is basically computerized.&lt;br /&gt;All businesses are practically utilizing the power harnessed from computers&lt;br /&gt;to maximize efficiency and productivity.&lt;br /&gt;No more the old paperworks and messy file cabinets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-size: small;"&gt;*The old mainframe*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SqH5ko90GVI/AAAAAAAAAOY/ixYt70zKi00/s1600-h/internet12.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 130px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SqH5ko90GVI/AAAAAAAAAOY/ixYt70zKi00/s320/internet12.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377853837924374866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all now in Words document and system folders.&lt;br /&gt;Think about it, everything we do now, computer plays a huge role in it.&lt;br /&gt;The future is so exciting! Don't you think so? Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-523826105414398941?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/523826105414398941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/09/vision-of-future.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/523826105414398941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/523826105414398941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/09/vision-of-future.html' title='Vision of the Future'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SqH5k1_mL9I/AAAAAAAAAOg/dIiXpJfcrc0/s72-c/microsoft-surface.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-3317084732282217338</id><published>2009-08-17T01:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T10:14:16.138+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Resident Evil'/><title type='text'>Resident Evil Chronology of Events</title><content type='html'>Thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.neoseeker.com/resourcelink.html?rlid=102375"&gt;Neoseeker&lt;/a&gt; for this Timeline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a more stylish version, visit &lt;a href="http://projectumbrella.net/editorials/Resident-Evil-Complete-Chronology-Prerelease-Extract"&gt;Project Umbrella&lt;/a&gt;. However, it is incomplete and still in the process of updating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Timeline:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Late 18th-Early 19th century:&lt;/b&gt; English noblewoman Veronica Ashford founded the&lt;br /&gt;Ashford family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sometime in 1939:&lt;/b&gt; James Marcus graduates from university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Late 1940's (estimate, exact date unknown):&lt;/b&gt; Brian Irons is born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1950 (estimate, exact date unknown):&lt;/b&gt; English noblemen Ozwell E. Spencer and&lt;br /&gt;Edward Ashford (father of Alexander, grandfather of Alfred and Alexia) discover&lt;br /&gt;the 'Mother Virus.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1953:&lt;/b&gt; Kenneth Sullivan is born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1957:&lt;/b&gt; Enrico Marini is born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1960:&lt;/b&gt; Barry Burton and Albert Wesker are born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Construction of Raccoon City begins at an undisclosed location in the American&lt;br /&gt;Midwest (If I was doing the story, the ideal place for the location of Raccoon&lt;br /&gt;City would possibly be Colorado, but then again, that's my opinion).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1961:&lt;/b&gt; Michael Warren, the future mayor of Raccoon City, arrives as an engineer.&lt;br /&gt;He's the main person responsible for the city's electrical and cable car&lt;br /&gt;systems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1962:&lt;/b&gt; William Birkin is born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1963:&lt;/b&gt; Brad 'Chickenheart' Vickers is born in Delucia (see Brad's Note--N64&lt;br /&gt;version of Resident Evil).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord Ozwell Spencer begins construction on a mansion in the Raccoon Forest near&lt;br /&gt;Raccoon City. The mansion is designed by a famous New York architect by the&lt;br /&gt;name of George Trevor. The mansion takes five years to be built. The mansion&lt;br /&gt;also has many secrets that only Spencer and Trevor know about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1967, Friday, November 10:&lt;/b&gt; Lord Spencer invites Jessica Trevor and Lisa Trevor&lt;br /&gt;(wife and daughter of George Trevor) to the nearly-completed Spencer Mansion&lt;br /&gt;while George Trevor is away on business. Lisa plays the piano for the host, who&lt;br /&gt;approves. Several days later, Lisa and Jessica Trevor disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday, November 13:&lt;/b&gt; Trevor arrives three days later, and is notified by Lord&lt;br /&gt;Spencer that his wife and daughter had gone off to visit an ailing relative.&lt;br /&gt;Trevor doesn't give it a single thought, since he is reveling in his work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday, November 14:&lt;/b&gt; While touring the mansion with Lord Spencer, he tells&lt;br /&gt;Trevor about his plans to establish a major medical and pharmaceutical&lt;br /&gt;conglomerate called the Umbrella Corporation. The mansion itself will be used&lt;br /&gt;as a resort for Umbrella personnel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday, November 18:&lt;/b&gt; Four days later, Trevor begins to worry about his&lt;br /&gt;family's whereabouts, not to mention upset because he can't find a telephone in&lt;br /&gt;the mansion. While in the courtyard, he finds a tunnel (the one that leads to&lt;br /&gt;the labs) and figures out that this was not in his plans. Before he could&lt;br /&gt;investigate further, several security guards appear and 'escort' Trevor from&lt;br /&gt;the courtyard, saying that he should never be alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday, November 20:&lt;/b&gt; Instead of the shotgun that his wife had given Lord&lt;br /&gt;Spencer for his birthday, Trevor finds its rusted, broken counterpart in its&lt;br /&gt;place. Aside from that, he becomes troubled when he can't reach his family. He&lt;br /&gt;notifies Lord Spencer that he plans to join them the next day, and Spencer&lt;br /&gt;tells him not to worry about it, since he says that Trevor will be seeing them&lt;br /&gt;soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday, November 21:&lt;/b&gt; Trevor packs his bags and prepares to leave. Before he&lt;br /&gt;can, however he is asked to come to the reception room (in other words, it's&lt;br /&gt;the art room with the 'Cradle to Grave' puzzle), and is escorted there by one&lt;br /&gt;of the courtyard guards. The courtyard guard notifies Trevor that his family is&lt;br /&gt;dead and knocks him out with a sedative agent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday, November 24:&lt;/b&gt; Four days has passed since Trevor was imprisoned within&lt;br /&gt;the confines of the mansion. One of the guards who bring him food tells him&lt;br /&gt;that he has to be silenced so that Lord Spencer only knows the mansion’s&lt;br /&gt;secrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday, November 27:&lt;/b&gt; Trevor then escapes by means of a secret route he has&lt;br /&gt;designed. He is locked out of the mansion's many rooms, since he does not have&lt;br /&gt;any of the keys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday, November 28:&lt;/b&gt; Trevor comes across one of the mansion's experiments,&lt;br /&gt;which is a giant plant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday, November 30:&lt;/b&gt; Trevor discovers the underground laboratory through the&lt;br /&gt;caves. He ponders of his wife and his daughter's fate and vows to escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1967, Tuesday, December 5:&lt;/b&gt; Trevor is still trapped within the mansion. Worse&lt;br /&gt;yet, he is becoming dehydrated and hasn't eaten in several days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Special Tactics and Rescue Squad is established in New York City as a means&lt;br /&gt;to counter occult terrorism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday, December 7:&lt;/b&gt; The Death of George Trevor. Trevor reaches a dead end. He&lt;br /&gt;finds a tombstone with his name on it and discovers that it was all Spencer's&lt;br /&gt;intention for him to reach his own grave. Begging forgiveness to his wife and&lt;br /&gt;daughter, Trevor dies. Jessica Trevor is also killed and Lisa Trevor becomes&lt;br /&gt;Umbrella's chief experiment for the next 30 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1967-1968:&lt;/b&gt; The Umbrella Corporation is established by Edward Ashford and Ozwell&lt;br /&gt;Spencer as a front for their 'Mother Virus' research. In time, it becomes the&lt;br /&gt;largest medical and pharmaceutical conglomerate in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1968:&lt;/b&gt; Several cable cars are imported from Europe and are installed in Raccoon&lt;br /&gt;City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1970:&lt;/b&gt; Morpheus D. Duvall is born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edward Ashford's son Alexander (the future Nosferatu) discredits the Ashford&lt;br /&gt;family by killing his father, thus putting complete control of Umbrella into&lt;br /&gt;Spencer's hands. He then builds a research facility inside a mining post in the&lt;br /&gt;frozen wastelands of the Antarctic so he can work on restoring back his&lt;br /&gt;family's tarnished honor. Within the facility, there is also a mansion, which&lt;br /&gt;is modeled after the Spencer Mansion back in Raccoon City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1971:&lt;/b&gt; Joseph Frost is born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexander discovers the gene that controls a human being's intelligence. He&lt;br /&gt;takes a DNA sample from the remains of Veronica Ashford and extracts the&lt;br /&gt;intelligence gene from her DNA. He implants the tampered genes inside the egg&lt;br /&gt;of a surrogate mother and as a result, the twins Alfred and Alexia Ashford are&lt;br /&gt;born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1972:&lt;/b&gt; Billy Coen is born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1973:&lt;/b&gt; Christopher Redfield is born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1975:&lt;/b&gt; Jillian Valentine, Richard Aiken and Bruce McGivern are born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1975, Thursday, December 4:&lt;/b&gt; Umbrella researcher James Marcus modifies the&lt;br /&gt;Mother Virus. He gives it the codename 'Progenitor.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1976, Tuesday, March 23:&lt;/b&gt; James Marcus hears from Lord Spencer that he is&lt;br /&gt;starting a company which will soon be Umbrella. Marcus could care less, just as&lt;br /&gt;long as he can continue his research.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1976, Thursday, August 19:&lt;/b&gt; Lord Spencer asks James Marcus--who notices a change&lt;br /&gt;of attitude in Spencer--to run the Arklay training facility. Marcus accepts,&lt;br /&gt;mainly because it allows him to explore the 'Progenitor' virus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1976, Tuesday, November 30:&lt;/b&gt; James Marcus is at odds with Lord Spencer, who sees&lt;br /&gt;'Progenitor' only as a financial opportunity. Marcus realizes that it could&lt;br /&gt;means trouble for his research if Spencer's influence begins to grow and&lt;br /&gt;realizes that the only way to fortify his position is by developing&lt;br /&gt;'Progenitor.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1977, Monday, September 19:&lt;/b&gt; Umbrella researcher James Marcus combines the&lt;br /&gt;'Mother Virus,' now codenamed 'Progenitor' by both Spencer and the late Edward&lt;br /&gt;Ashford with mutated leech DNA to create the Tyrant-virus, or T-virus for short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1977, Sunday, October 23:&lt;/b&gt; James Marcus is frustrated because he can't make any&lt;br /&gt;progress on the T-virus by experimenting on rodents. He realizes that he needs&lt;br /&gt;humans for a more suitable experiments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1977, Tuesday, November 15:&lt;/b&gt; James Marcus thinks that someone is onto his&lt;br /&gt;experiments. He vows that whoever discovers his secrets, that they will become&lt;br /&gt;guniea pigs in his research.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1978, Friday, January 13:&lt;/b&gt; James Marcus's leeches--according to him--are ready.&lt;br /&gt;'Those of low intellgence, they will never have the privilege of tasting this&lt;br /&gt;sense of joy and satisfaction!' He now has an oppotunity to make a move for&lt;br /&gt;power against Spencer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1978, Saturday, Febuary 11:&lt;/b&gt; James Marcus finds that someone has been screwing&lt;br /&gt;around with the lab's entrance. He decides to put Umbrella rookies Albert&lt;br /&gt;Wesker and William Birkin on the case, seeing as he can only teust those two.&lt;br /&gt;He also debates on whether or not to reveal the T-virus at the next Umbrella&lt;br /&gt;directors' meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fongling, Leon Scott Kennedy and Carlos Oliveira are born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1978, Saturday, July 29:&lt;/b&gt; Eighteen-year-old Albert Wesker and sixteen-year-old&lt;br /&gt;William Birkin are reassigned to the Spencer mansion as researchers by Ozwell&lt;br /&gt;Spencer himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1978, Febuary 3:&lt;/b&gt; James Marcus begins to keep a log based on his experimentation&lt;br /&gt;on his leeches. He injects the T-virus into four of his leeches. He documents&lt;br /&gt;that 'their will to survive leads them first to&lt;br /&gt;parasitism and predation, then they breed and mulitply. Such single minded&lt;br /&gt;biology makes them attractive candidates for bioweapons research. Afterwards,&lt;br /&gt;no major changes observed.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Febuary 10:&lt;/b&gt; Seven days passed since Marcus injected the T-virus in the leeches.&lt;br /&gt;Marcus notes the leeches' rapid growth and the increase in their numbers. He&lt;br /&gt;also notes that they resort to cannibalism, due to their 'ravenous appetites.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1978, March 7:&lt;/b&gt; Marcus documents that when live food was brought to the leeches,&lt;br /&gt;'but lost half when the live food fought back.'  He also notes that they are&lt;br /&gt;'beginning to exhibit group attack behavior,' and that they are stopping their&lt;br /&gt;cannibalism methods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1978, April 22:&lt;/b&gt; Marcus notices that his leeches no longer act on their own, but&lt;br /&gt;rather than as a unit. They also eat anything that Marcus gives them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;April 30:&lt;/b&gt; When an Umbrella emplyee stumbles in on Marcus' experiments, Marcus&lt;br /&gt;begins to wonder if hummans can be use as a food source.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1978, June 3:&lt;/b&gt; Marcus is in a jovial mood. He discovers that his mutant leeches&lt;br /&gt;have begun to imitate him. 'Surely they recognize their father...Wonderful&lt;br /&gt;children, No one will take you away...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1978,September 2:&lt;/b&gt; The asisstant director at the Arklay training facility&lt;br /&gt;complains about his employees' worth. However, he sees potential in both&lt;br /&gt;William Birkin and Albert Wesker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;September 25:&lt;/b&gt; The assistant director notes the differences in both Wesker and&lt;br /&gt;Birkin, but they are both extremely competitive. He also adds that there is&lt;br /&gt;something about them that makes the both of them shady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1978, October 7:&lt;/b&gt; The assistant director gets a call from Director Marcus,&lt;br /&gt;ordering him to create a rivalry between Wesker and Birkin. The director is&lt;br /&gt;surprised that Marcus has shown interest in something other than his research,&lt;br /&gt;but promises to 'have them tearing at each other's throats.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1979:&lt;/b&gt; Claire Redfield is born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1980:&lt;/b&gt; Rebecca Chambers is born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1981:&lt;/b&gt; Kid genius Alexia Ashford graduates from university (probably Oxford),&lt;br /&gt;and is hired by the Umbrella Corporation. She is their leading researcher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty-year-old Barry Burton joins the Raccoon Police Department as a S.W.A.T.&lt;br /&gt;member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday, December 8:&lt;/b&gt; The Rockfort Island Training Grounds and Facility are&lt;br /&gt;completed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1983, Sunday, January 30:&lt;/b&gt; Twelve-year old Alfred Ashford discovers a secret&lt;br /&gt;door in the Antarctic facility, but needs the two jewels from his father and&lt;br /&gt;sister as well as his in order to open the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1983, Thursday, February 17:&lt;/b&gt; Alfred gains access to the secret laboratory that&lt;br /&gt;was hidden behind the secret door. There he finds out about the circumstances&lt;br /&gt;regarding his and Alexia's birth. As a result of this, the twins grow to hate&lt;br /&gt;their father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1983, Thursday, March 3:&lt;/b&gt; Alexia Ashford creates a new virus by combining the&lt;br /&gt;T-virus with an ancient virus found within the remains of a queen ant. In honor&lt;br /&gt;of the founder of the Ashford family, Alexia names the new virus T-Veronica.&lt;br /&gt;Using their own father as a test subject, the twins inject the T-Veronica virus&lt;br /&gt;into Alexander, making sure that the family butler doesn't wise up to their&lt;br /&gt;scheming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1983, Thursday, March 3-Friday, April 22:&lt;/b&gt; The T-Veronica Virus mutates&lt;br /&gt;Alexander into a monster that emits toxic gases that not even the Blue Herbs&lt;br /&gt;cannot cure. As a result of the failed experiment, Alfred and Alexia imprison&lt;br /&gt;Alexander--now Nosferatu--deep within the Antarctic facility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1983, May:&lt;/b&gt; Alexia Ashford injects the T-Veronica virus into herself and places&lt;br /&gt;herself in cryogenic suspension in order for her body to co-exist with the&lt;br /&gt;virus. She leaves her brother to guard her for the next 15 years. The official&lt;br /&gt;story is that Alexia Ashford was killed in a laboratory accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1986:&lt;/b&gt; Sherry Birkin is born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1988, January:&lt;/b&gt; Michael Warren, the former city engineer, is elected mayor of&lt;br /&gt;Raccoon City. He will remain as mayor until Raccoon City's nuclear destruction&lt;br /&gt;in October 1998.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acting on orders from Spencer himself, Wesker and Birkin oversee the&lt;br /&gt;assassination of James Marcus (shown in RE0 flashback) and Birkin take over the&lt;br /&gt;T-virus research. Marcus is revived by his leeches and now waits for the&lt;br /&gt;perfect opportunity to seek revenge against Umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William Birkin comes across the G-virus in the now-mutated Lisa Trevor's body.&lt;br /&gt;He spends the next ten years researching the new virus until Raccoon's nuclear&lt;br /&gt;destruction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1992:&lt;/b&gt; The Umbrella Corporation give funds to Raccoon City, allowing the city to&lt;br /&gt;built a new municipal building and a hospital, complete with advanced medical&lt;br /&gt;equipment, making way for hundreds of jobs. As a result of this, Mayor Warren&lt;br /&gt;is rewarded with a statue in City Hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1993:&lt;/b&gt; Brian Irons is promoted to Chief of the Raccoon City Police Department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1994:&lt;/b&gt; Robert Dorson begins working as Alfred Ashford's private attendant on&lt;br /&gt;Rockfort Island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sometime in 1995:&lt;/b&gt; Chris Redfield (by my theory) graduates from the Air Force&lt;br /&gt;Academy in Colorado Springs, Colorado and is commissioned as an officer in the&lt;br /&gt;United States Air Force. He serves under Colonel William Guile (not true in&lt;br /&gt;this case, but sounds good. Hey, it's Capcom, so anything's possible...)&lt;br /&gt;Sometime later, he gets kicked out of the Air Force, possibly for&lt;br /&gt;insubordination (Fanfiction websites and the Wildstorm Comics state that Chris&lt;br /&gt;was booted out of the Air Force for going back for a fallen comrade, thus&lt;br /&gt;disobeying his orders).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1996:&lt;/b&gt; The Raccoon Special Tactics and Rescue Service is formed in Raccoon City&lt;br /&gt;with Albert Wesker as Captain and Enrico Marini as their second in command.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1996, Monday, August 26:&lt;/b&gt; A condemned prisoner is transported to an unspecified&lt;br /&gt;Umbrella disposal facility as a test subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1996, Tuesday, September 26:&lt;/b&gt; Day One: One month after the condemned criminal is&lt;br /&gt;brought in, the researchers begin their experiments on the man, now codenamed&lt;br /&gt;'Alpha.' For 'humanitarian reasons,' they place a metal rod in the test&lt;br /&gt;subject's skull to relieve him some of pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday, September 30:&lt;/b&gt; Day Four: The researchers remove the test subject's&lt;br /&gt;eyeballs for any reaction to 'external stimulation.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1996, Tuesday, October 10:&lt;/b&gt; Day Fourteen: After giving the test subject a muscle&lt;br /&gt;booster, it begins to increase in weight and in size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1996, Friday, November 1:&lt;/b&gt; Day Thirty-Six: The test subject, due to its lack of&lt;br /&gt;eyes, have an enhanced sense of hearing, and can pinpoint exactly where a sound&lt;br /&gt;came from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday, November 6:&lt;/b&gt; Day Forty-One: Project Alpha has escaped from the labs&lt;br /&gt;and is lurking around the sewers. Steps to capture the monster are in the&lt;br /&gt;works. Bruce McGivern and Fong Ling will encounter this monster four years from&lt;br /&gt;now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sometime in 1997:&lt;/b&gt; Marine Lieutenant Billy Coen is framed for the massacre of 23&lt;br /&gt;civilians at an unknown African village. He is convicted, committed, and&lt;br /&gt;sentenced to death by hanging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1997, Friday, May 16:&lt;/b&gt; An operator is transferred to the Umbrella Disposal&lt;br /&gt;Facility, located somewhere in the Atlantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1997, Monday, June 16:&lt;/b&gt; Due to the 'sloppy supervision' at the Atlantic disposal&lt;br /&gt;facility, an accident has occurred. Fortunately, it was a minor accident, but&lt;br /&gt;the operator promises to himself that if he dies, then he shall die as a human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday, June 24:&lt;/b&gt; The operator is at odds with Morpheus Duvall, the supervisor&lt;br /&gt;of the facility. 'He must pay more attention to worker health management and&lt;br /&gt;biological weapons that anyone I have ever met.' He wants to leave, but for&lt;br /&gt;some odd reason, he can't move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sometime between 1998 and 2000 (Exact date unknown):&lt;/b&gt; Fongling arrests her&lt;br /&gt;brother, who was a member of a democratic movement in China and turns him over&lt;br /&gt;to her superiors, who order her brother to be executed in the same day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1998, early March:&lt;/b&gt; A mercenary who was on death row for a crime he did not&lt;br /&gt;commit is granted a second chance at life. Looks like Umbrella needs a few good&lt;br /&gt;mercenaries...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mid-March:&lt;/b&gt; Ada Wong becomes 'romantically' involved with an Umbrella researcher&lt;br /&gt;named John, who disappears from the Umbrella office in Chicago. In truth, he&lt;br /&gt;was transferred to the Spencer mansion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1998, Monday, April 6:&lt;/b&gt; Police Chief Brian Irons chews out his secretary for&lt;br /&gt;moving one of the statues on the second floor of the R.P.D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday, April 7:&lt;/b&gt; Irons' secretary becomes suspicious that her boss is dirty&lt;br /&gt;when she finds out that his art collection is worth hundreds of thousands of&lt;br /&gt;dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday, April 25: &lt;/b&gt;An engineer who recently graduated from university is made&lt;br /&gt;manager of what will soon become the Dead Factory on his thirtieth birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1998, May:&lt;/b&gt; Child genius and college graduate Rebecca Chambers is the&lt;br /&gt;newest--and youngest--member of the Raccoon S.T.A.R.S. at the age of eighteen.&lt;br /&gt;She is placed as a member of Bravo Team under Captain Enrico Marini as a field&lt;br /&gt;medic and biochemist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday, May 9:&lt;/b&gt; A keeper at the Spencer Mansion plays poker with Scott, a&lt;br /&gt;security guard, Steve, another researcher, and Alias, another staff member. The&lt;br /&gt;keeper thinks that Steve was cheating, since he was the big winner. 'Scumbag.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday, May 10:&lt;/b&gt; The keeper at the mansion lab is given a new type of creature&lt;br /&gt;to look after. To him, it looks like a skinless gorilla (the Eliminators from&lt;br /&gt;Resident Evil 0. Anyone else have a reasonable explanation?) Feeding&lt;br /&gt;instructions: LIVE animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the R.P.D. Irons' secretary notices her boss drooling over another cheesy&lt;br /&gt;painting, which is a naked woman being hanged. Her suspicions arise then she&lt;br /&gt;finds out that the painting costs more than the Chief can afford.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday, May 11:&lt;/b&gt; The supposedly deceased (and rejuvenated) James Marcus spills&lt;br /&gt;the T-virus over Spencer Mansion as the first phase of his revenge plot against&lt;br /&gt;Umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The keeper is awakened by Scott the guard early in the morning and is told to&lt;br /&gt;wear a biohazard suit. If not, he could be infected with the T-Virus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the lab where the Fi-3 Neptune sharks are kept, one of the scientists&lt;br /&gt;infected with the T-virus goes nuts and shatters the glass tank holding the&lt;br /&gt;mutant sharks, flooding the lab and releasing the mutated sharks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday, May 12: &lt;/b&gt;The keeper's skin begins to grow itchy. In retaliation, he&lt;br /&gt;decides not to feed the guard dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday, May 13:&lt;/b&gt; The keeper has his back inspected by the doctors, who&lt;br /&gt;bandages his back and tells the keeper that he does not have to wear the&lt;br /&gt;biohazard suit anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A prisoner at Rockfort Island meets his new cellmate, who happens to be Alfred&lt;br /&gt;Ashford's former private secretary Robert Dorson, who had fell out of favor&lt;br /&gt;with his boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday, May 14:&lt;/b&gt; The keeper ends up dragging his foot for most of the day, due&lt;br /&gt;to the fact that his foot has a blister. He also finds out later in the day&lt;br /&gt;that several guard dogs have escaped from their pens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The factory manager at Umbrella's factory near Raccoon Park reports that the&lt;br /&gt;disposal system is active, but not completely stable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday, May 15:&lt;/b&gt; The keeper is forbidden to leave the Spencer Mansion when he&lt;br /&gt;tries to see his girlfriend, nor he can't make a phone call, since all the&lt;br /&gt;phones have been ripped from their outlets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday, May 16:&lt;/b&gt; The plant at Point 42 begins to grow at a geometric rate, due&lt;br /&gt;to the chemicals (and the T-virus) in the water from the shattered tank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The keeper hears that one of the researchers that had tried to escape was shot&lt;br /&gt;and killed by the guards. The keeper goes ballistic when a chunk of rotten&lt;br /&gt;flesh falls off his arm while he was scratching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prisoner who befriends Robert Dorson hears his new friend's story on how he&lt;br /&gt;ended up in the prison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday, May 19:&lt;/b&gt; The keeper falls victim to the T-virus and joins the rising&lt;br /&gt;number of the mansion's undead. He attack and kill Scott the guard and eats the&lt;br /&gt;dog food. 'FEvr gon bUt IchY. HUNgre unD EaT DogGE Fud. ICHy ItchY SCott KamE.&lt;br /&gt;Ugle FAcE sO KilLEd HIm. TaStY.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday, May 20:&lt;/b&gt; Like an idiot, the factory manager locks himself in the&lt;br /&gt;disposal room for an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert Dorson is escorted from the barracks by guards. The prisoner wonders&lt;br /&gt;what happened to his friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mauled remains of a female hiker are found on the banks of the Marble River&lt;br /&gt;in Raccoon City's Cider District. Raccoon Police assume that a grizzly bear or&lt;br /&gt;some other wild animal attacked her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday, May 21:&lt;/b&gt; The prisoner sneaks out of the barracks and searches for&lt;br /&gt;Robert Dorson. Instead he hears Dorson screaming, followed by maniacal laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry Sarton, one of the few remaining scientists who has not fallen to the&lt;br /&gt;T-virus or his zombified co-workers, makes a report on the mutant plant at&lt;br /&gt;Point 42, now called Plant 42. Sarton also reports that the mutant plant has&lt;br /&gt;high intelligence, since it can block the doors with its vines while it sleeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday, May 27:&lt;/b&gt; The Raccoon Times reports on the dead hiker found near the&lt;br /&gt;Marble River.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prisoner on Rockfort Island is the only one left in the barracks. Soon he&lt;br /&gt;will meet the same fate as did Dorson and the other prisoners before him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1998, early to mid June:&lt;/b&gt; Infected scientist Martin Crackhorn writes a final&lt;br /&gt;letter to his girlfriend explaining the outbreak and his decision to kill&lt;br /&gt;himself before he turns into a zombie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday, June 7:&lt;/b&gt; The number of guinea pigs are the Dead Factory are rising, and&lt;br /&gt;the manager butt heads with the laboratory staff. Oh, did I forget to mention&lt;br /&gt;that the disposal system is STILL NOT WORKING?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday, June 8:&lt;/b&gt; Chief Irons' secretary is cleaning her boss' office when he&lt;br /&gt;comes in, and Irons ends up yelling at the poor employee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada Wong's boyfriend John writes his final letter to his love, explaining how&lt;br /&gt;to make the outbreak at the Spencer Mansion known to the public. He also adds&lt;br /&gt;that if she comes across him if he is a zombie, that she kills him herself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday, June 10:&lt;/b&gt; Chief Irons' behavior becomes the gossip among the Raccoon&lt;br /&gt;police officers, since he hasn't came out of his office after kicking his&lt;br /&gt;secretary out two days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday, June 15:&lt;/b&gt; Chief Irons' secretary comes across several of her boss'&lt;br /&gt;secrets and realizes that her life may be in jeopardy if her boss finds out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday, June 16:&lt;/b&gt; The Raccoon Weekly magazine has an article on doglike&lt;br /&gt;creatures in the Arklay Mountains. It even dared its readers to go and try to&lt;br /&gt;find one of the creatures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday, June 28:&lt;/b&gt; Don Weller, a chemical transporter for Umbrella keeps&lt;br /&gt;scratching himself and is sweating constantly while was talking to the sewer&lt;br /&gt;manager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1998, Tuesday, July 7:&lt;/b&gt; The sewer manager notices Chief Irons' foul mood and&lt;br /&gt;sums it up to William Birkin's requests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday, July 9: &lt;/b&gt;The Raccoon Times report that the Raccoon Police Department&lt;br /&gt;closes down the road to the Arklay Forest due to the murders, and enlist the&lt;br /&gt;S.T.A.R.S. to help with the case. The townspeople report sightings of hideous&lt;br /&gt;monsters hiding in the mountains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid-July: The Special Committee on Disasters of Umbrella's Raccoon Special&lt;br /&gt;Research Department sends a letter to Umbrella's Sanitation Department&lt;br /&gt;concerning the T-virus outbreak at the Spencer Mansion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday, July 14: &lt;/b&gt;An Umbrella employee receives orders from his superiors to&lt;br /&gt;investigate the long-deserted Arklay training facility. According to the&lt;br /&gt;employee, he is part of the first group assigned to investigate the failed&lt;br /&gt;experiment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday, July 16:&lt;/b&gt; The Dead Factory can't keep up with the increasing number of&lt;br /&gt;bodies for its disposal system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Umbrella employee notes that due to the investigation of the Arklay&lt;br /&gt;facility, the testing of B.O.W. Type-Y139 was suspended. 'There's a lot of&lt;br /&gt;interesting research left...Depending on the species and nurturing conditions,&lt;br /&gt;only minute doses of "T" bring about remarkable changes in solidity, size,&lt;br /&gt;multiplication of internal toxins and brain development.' The employee also&lt;br /&gt;adds that if 'these effects can be controlled, a weapon could be produced. But&lt;br /&gt;the sudden development of the shell results in corresponding fragility. Certain&lt;br /&gt;areas become exceedingly weak.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday, July 19:&lt;/b&gt; The Umbrella employee is growing with anticipation on the&lt;br /&gt;upcoming day when his team investigates the Arklay training facility. He also&lt;br /&gt;adds that 'The Raccoon City newspapers and TV stations are full of reports&lt;br /&gt;about bizzare murders in the suburbs. It can't be the virus, can it?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday, July 22:&lt;/b&gt; Captain Wesker receives his orders from 'White Umbrella' on&lt;br /&gt;what to do with the B.O.W.'s and the destruction of the lab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday night, July 23-Friday morning July 24:&lt;/b&gt; Here's where the mayhem starts.&lt;br /&gt;Resident Evil 0 takes place. James Marcus attacks a train full of Umbrella&lt;br /&gt;employees en route to a training facility near the Spencer Mansion. Wesker&lt;br /&gt;sends Bravo Team, which consists of team leader Enrico Marini, field&lt;br /&gt;scout/chemist Kenneth J. Sullivan, sharpshooter Forest Speyer, pilot Kevin&lt;br /&gt;Dooly, co-pilot Edward Dewey, radioman Richard Aiken, and field medic Rebecca&lt;br /&gt;Chambers to the Raccoon Forest to investigate. Their chopper crashes, and with&lt;br /&gt;the exception of the pilot Kevin, searches the forest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too far away, Marcus' leeches attack Billy Coen's transport vehicle,&lt;br /&gt;killing the MP's and in the attack, Billy manages to escape to the train.&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca Chambers finds the train and meets up with the fugitive, and the pair&lt;br /&gt;team up against the onslaught of the undead and mutant leeches. Rebecca is&lt;br /&gt;forced to execute the zombie that was formerly her comrade-in-arms Edward&lt;br /&gt;Dewey, and the train crashes near the training facility, where they fight their&lt;br /&gt;way through scores of the undead and Umbrella's monsters and test experiments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pair encounters a prototype Tyrant and James Marcus in the treatment plant&lt;br /&gt;below the training facility. Marcus is killed and Rebecca comes across the&lt;br /&gt;Spencer Mansion. Billy and Rebecca go their separate ways after Rebecca takes&lt;br /&gt;his dogtags. "Officially, Billy Coen is dead." Whether or not Billy Coen lives&lt;br /&gt;or not afterwards is left open to question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday night, July 24-Saturday morning, July 25:&lt;/b&gt; Welcome to the world of&lt;br /&gt;survival horror. Resident Evil/RE Remake takes place. Having failed to regain&lt;br /&gt;contact with Bravo Team, Captain Wesker leads Alpha Team, which consists of&lt;br /&gt;Wesker himself, weapons specialist Barry Burton, marksman Chris Redfield,&lt;br /&gt;machine/lockpicking expert (and in some cases, ex-thief) Jill Valentine,&lt;br /&gt;vehicle specialist Joseph Frost, and the cowardly pilot Brad Vickers. Alpha&lt;br /&gt;Team comes across the remains of Bravo team's helicopter and the body of Kevin&lt;br /&gt;Dooly. Joseph Frost is attacked and killed by the Cerberus (zombie dogs), Brad,&lt;br /&gt;living up to his name, ditches his teammates, and the survivors are chased into&lt;br /&gt;the mansion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The team separate and discover the grisly fate of their teammates: Kenneth&lt;br /&gt;Sullivan became zombie food, Forest Speyer was attacked and killed by infected&lt;br /&gt;crows, only to become a member of the undead himself, Richard Aiken was&lt;br /&gt;poisoned by Yawn (giant mutant snake). Alpha Team blasted their way through an&lt;br /&gt;army of the undead, monsters, an overgrown plant project gone berserk, and the&lt;br /&gt;monster that was formerly Lisa Trevor. Along the way, they find a badly injured&lt;br /&gt;Enrico Marini, who is assassinated before he can tell who the traitor is among&lt;br /&gt;the S.T.A.R.S. members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, Wesker makes his own plans. Using a special type of T-virus&lt;br /&gt;(minus the zombie effect) he injects it into himself and sets out to cover his&lt;br /&gt;escape by sending the Tyrant against Chris and the others. Jill Valentine is&lt;br /&gt;successful in taking down the Tyrant for the first time after it supposedly&lt;br /&gt;kills Wesker. The self-destruct sequence is activated and Barry, Rebecca, Chris&lt;br /&gt;and Jill head for the heliport, where they signal Brad to airlift them out of&lt;br /&gt;there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tyrant--now pissed off--has other plans for them. He makes an explosive&lt;br /&gt;entrance at the heliport and attacks the surviving S.T.A.R.S. members. Brad&lt;br /&gt;evens the odds by dropping an anti-tank Rocket Launcher on the heliport. Chris&lt;br /&gt;gets to it first and in one shot, reduces the 'ultimate bio-weapon' into bloody&lt;br /&gt;chunks. The surviving S.T.A.R.S. members escape the Spencer mansion, just&lt;br /&gt;seconds before the self-destruct mechanism is activated, and the mansion, along&lt;br /&gt;with its labs, are destroyed. Albert Wesker escapes by another route and now&lt;br /&gt;has a serious vendetta against the surviving S.T.A.R.S. members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday, July 26:&lt;/b&gt; Chris Redfield makes a report on the events the night before&lt;br /&gt;to Chief Irons. He tells of the zombies and monsters within the Spencer&lt;br /&gt;Mansion, the deaths of his fellow S.T.A.R.S. teammates, Umbrella's involvement&lt;br /&gt;in illegal experiments, Wesker's betrayal and death, and their escape from the&lt;br /&gt;mansion. He finishes the report by stating a federal investigation on Umbrella&lt;br /&gt;should be initiated immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday, July 29:&lt;/b&gt; The number of bodies in the Dead Factory continues to rise,&lt;br /&gt;and the disposal system is beginning to fail. Under these inhumane conditions,&lt;br /&gt;the antibiotics are useless and several of the workers are infected. The&lt;br /&gt;factory manager begins to keep a loaded gun nearby, always saving the last&lt;br /&gt;bullet for himself. 'I want to weep. I don't want to die here. I swear that&lt;br /&gt;I'll lose my mind if I imagine how painful the death will be...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1998, Friday, August 7:&lt;/b&gt; Jill Valentine has physically recovered from the&lt;br /&gt;Spencer Mansion case, but is still haunted by the deaths of her teammates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday, August 8:&lt;/b&gt; Chris tries once again to get Chief Irons to listen to him&lt;br /&gt;and open a case against Umbrella, but being on Umbrella's payroll, Irons turns&lt;br /&gt;a blind eye to the impending investigation. To make things worse, the majority&lt;br /&gt;of Raccoon's citizens are working for Umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday, August 9:&lt;/b&gt; Umbrella Biohazard Countermeasure Service commando Nicholai&lt;br /&gt;Ginovaef submits his report concerning the destruction of the Spencer mansion&lt;br /&gt;and its laboratory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Sheena Island factory worker has serious doubts on the tactics that his boss&lt;br /&gt;has concerning the experiments at the laboratory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday, August 13:&lt;/b&gt; Jill Valentine notices a change of mood in Chris Redfield.&lt;br /&gt;He constantly causes trouble, and it came to a point when he decks Officer&lt;br /&gt;Elran of the Boy's Crime Department for accidentally splashing him in the face&lt;br /&gt;with hot coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday Morning, August 15:&lt;/b&gt; Jill visits Chris at his apartment in the middle&lt;br /&gt;of the night and Chris shows her confidential information regarding the G-virus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday, August 16:&lt;/b&gt; The sewer manager notices that Chief Irons is in a bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;When he tries to cheer him up, the manager finds himself staring down the&lt;br /&gt;barrel of Irons' gun. The manager manages to calm the chief down...for now.&lt;br /&gt;Irons' mood changes for the better when William Birkin places a hefty deposit&lt;br /&gt;of $10,000 in the Chief's bank account. In exchange for the money, Irons has to&lt;br /&gt;keep the S.T.A.R.S. from snooping around in Umbrella's affairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday, August 17:&lt;/b&gt; The Raccoon Police Department begin to get reports on&lt;br /&gt;'strange monsters' lurking around Raccoon City. Chris realizes that Umbrella is&lt;br /&gt;up to its old tricks again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday, August 20:&lt;/b&gt; A teenage boy from the Republic of Congo is kidnapped by&lt;br /&gt;Umbrella agents and is sent to Sheena Island, an Umbrella-run city which&lt;br /&gt;specializes in producing Tyrants en masse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday, August 21:&lt;/b&gt; William Birkin orders the sewer manager to temporary cease&lt;br /&gt;all operations in the sewers, seeing that the police have launched an&lt;br /&gt;investigation on Umbrella's activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday, August 24: &lt;/b&gt;With the help of Jill Valentine and Barry Burton, Chris&lt;br /&gt;Redfield finds more info on the G-virus. A course of plan is in action as Chris&lt;br /&gt;decides to go ahead to Europe, while Barry sends his family to Canada for&lt;br /&gt;safety. Jill, on the other hand, decides to stay in town in order to scrounge&lt;br /&gt;up some more info on Umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday, August 25:&lt;/b&gt; A Raccoon P.D. night watchman is inside the police station's&lt;br /&gt;clock tower. Chief Irons finds him and gives the watchman the third degree for&lt;br /&gt;being in the clock tower, rather than not being at his post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday, August 28:&lt;/b&gt; Umbrella sends a dismissal notice to Morpheus Duvall,&lt;br /&gt;notifying him of his termination, saying that he was responsible for the&lt;br /&gt;T-virus outbreak at the Spencer mansion. Duvall swears revenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1998: Tuesday, September 1:&lt;/b&gt; Thirty-one days left before the destruction of&lt;br /&gt;Raccoon City. The mercenary who was saved from execution has completed his&lt;br /&gt;training, which lasted six months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday, September 5:&lt;/b&gt; The Congolese boy held captive on Sheena Island finds&lt;br /&gt;out that teenagers between the ages of 16 to 20 were kidnapped from all over&lt;br /&gt;the globe by the Umbrella Corporation as test subjects. The citizens of Sheena&lt;br /&gt;Island are working for Umbrella one way or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday, September 6:&lt;/b&gt; Vincent Goldman and another member of the Umbrella&lt;br /&gt;Corporation are sent to Sheena Island. Vincent kills the other guy, so that way&lt;br /&gt;he is appointed Commander of the island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheena Island sewer caretaker Andy Holland writes in his diary concerning&lt;br /&gt;Vincent Goldman. He heard rumors about Vincent's coldheartedness, but pays it&lt;br /&gt;no mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday, September 10:&lt;/b&gt; Twenty days left before the destruction of Raccoon&lt;br /&gt;City. The Director at Raccoon Hospital makes his report on the 'cannibal&lt;br /&gt;disease' that's beginning to appear in the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sheena Island, the Congolese lad suspects that his and the other prisoners'&lt;br /&gt;food is being drugged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lott Klein, the son of one of the researchers, is told by Commander Goldman and&lt;br /&gt;his father that the children brought here will be turned into ‘decent people’&lt;br /&gt;by Umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday, September 15:&lt;/b&gt; Sixteen days left before Raccoon's destruction. Jill&lt;br /&gt;Valentine resigns from the Raccoon Police Department. She continues to&lt;br /&gt;investigate Umbrella, while at the same time laying low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mercenary is forced to cut his vacation short as his U.B.C.S. unit is&lt;br /&gt;called to action. According to the mercenary, there are two separate teams of&lt;br /&gt;paramilitary teams; one group to combat corporate terrorism and V.I.P.&lt;br /&gt;kidnappings, and the second group--which he is a member of--is a special unit&lt;br /&gt;of nightmen trained to handle 'illegal products' and the problems that they&lt;br /&gt;cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel Allman, Vice-President of the U.S. Branch of Umbrella sends a memo to&lt;br /&gt;William Birkin concerning a shortage of chemicals at the Antarctic base. Allman&lt;br /&gt;requests a donation of chemicals to be transported to the Antarctic base, and&lt;br /&gt;reassures Birkin that the Ashford's reputation is damaged beyond repair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William Birkin finds out that Umbrella plans to steal his G-virus from him. He&lt;br /&gt;instructs Chief Irons to find and arrest anyone who is doing anything&lt;br /&gt;suspicious in the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday, September 18:&lt;/b&gt; Thirteen days left before Raccoon's destruction. Another&lt;br /&gt;person suffering from the 'cannibal disease' is sent to Raccoon Hospital. The&lt;br /&gt;hospital director wonders if there is a cure for the disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday, September 19:&lt;/b&gt; Twelve days left before Raccoon's destruction. The&lt;br /&gt;night watchman that Chief Irons yelled at meets Thomas, who works at the sewer&lt;br /&gt;plant behind the R.P.D. Like the watchman, he is a chess fanatic, but wonders&lt;br /&gt;why his new friend keeps on scratching himself most of the time. '...does he&lt;br /&gt;have some sort of skin disease or his he just rude?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday, September 20:&lt;/b&gt; Eleven days left before Raccoon's destruction. R.P.D.&lt;br /&gt;officer Neil Carson comes across a strange-looking person at the outskirts of&lt;br /&gt;the city. The person ran off, but left behind some plastic explosive, handgun&lt;br /&gt;ammo, and an infrared scope that's broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sheena Island, Andy Holland hears rumors about Commander Goldman's inhumane&lt;br /&gt;experiments on the kidnapped children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday, September 21:&lt;/b&gt; The Congolese boy discovers that several of his friends&lt;br /&gt;were taken to 'the factory on the mountain.' While at a nightclub, he overhears&lt;br /&gt;some of the workers talking about Commander Goldman's horrific experiments. The&lt;br /&gt;Congolese boy and his friends plot their escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday, September 22: &lt;/b&gt;Nine days left before Raccoon's destruction. Umbrella's&lt;br /&gt;French Research and Division director Christine Henri orders Hunk and his unit&lt;br /&gt;to steal the G-virus from the defiant William Birkin and deliver it to the&lt;br /&gt;French R and D at Loire Village. They enter the lab without a hitch and&lt;br /&gt;confront Birkin, who refuses to give up his work. A mistake on Birkin's part&lt;br /&gt;and a commando with an itchy trigger finger ends up with Birkin being mortally&lt;br /&gt;wounded by the commando unit (What goes around, comes around, Birkin. Serves&lt;br /&gt;you right.), and his G-virus samples are taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birkin, who has a hidden sample of the G-virus on himself, leads it into a&lt;br /&gt;syringe and injects it into himself. The G-virus revives Birkin, but mutates&lt;br /&gt;him into a Tyrant-like G-Type monster. Birkin pursues his assailants in a&lt;br /&gt;murderous rampage and slaughters them. He then stuffs down more G-virus samples&lt;br /&gt;and the sewer rats ingest the broken T-virus samples, thus leading to the&lt;br /&gt;full-scale outbreak at Raccoon City. Hunk manages to escape, but is knocked&lt;br /&gt;unconscious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(My guess that the rats were probably immune to the T-virus. If they managed to&lt;br /&gt;survive the Black Death in Medieval Europe, then a man-made virus would&lt;br /&gt;possibly have no effect on them.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday, September 23:&lt;/b&gt; Eight days left before Raccoon's destruction. This is&lt;br /&gt;the beginning of the end for the city and its citizens. Chief Irons finally&lt;br /&gt;reaches the breaking point as he hears about the zombie invasion that's&lt;br /&gt;starting to take place. He vows to himself to kill everyone who is infected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday, September 24:&lt;/b&gt; Seven days left before Raccoon's destruction. Raccoon&lt;br /&gt;City Mayor Michael Warren places the city under martial law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chief Irons plans to sabotage his police force's efforts in containing the&lt;br /&gt;zombie menace. He spreads confusion in both the police department and the&lt;br /&gt;general public. Second, he makes sure that there is no outside help and that&lt;br /&gt;all escape routes in the city are barricaded. Third, he has his police force&lt;br /&gt;spread the ammo throughout the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.P.D. officer Marvin Branagh makes a report on two jewels stolen from City&lt;br /&gt;Hall. He has to suspend the case, due to the lack of police officers and the&lt;br /&gt;imminent zombie threat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday, September 26:&lt;/b&gt; Five days left before Raccoon's destruction. The night&lt;br /&gt;watchman sees that his friend Thomas isn't feeling too well, and tells him to&lt;br /&gt;return home and rest. He also realizes that he himself is not feeling well&lt;br /&gt;either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning. Marvin Branagh reports a restaurant owner who had one of the two&lt;br /&gt;missing gems. The owner was shot after showing symptoms of the 'cannibal&lt;br /&gt;disease' and Branagh has to suspend the case once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Round One: The Raccoon Police Department is under siege by the undead and the&lt;br /&gt;police gets their arses handed to them and many of the civilians hiding inside&lt;br /&gt;the police station are killed. (Sorry. A little 'Braveheart' humor there.)&lt;br /&gt;During the battle one of the officers, David Ford is rescued by one of the&lt;br /&gt;marksmen named Meyer. Instead of returning the favor when Meyer was in danger,&lt;br /&gt;Officer Ford chickened out and ran, leaving Meyer to be slaughtered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Raccoon Hospital is in even worse shape than the police station. Zombies&lt;br /&gt;had killed the majority of the hospital staff, several of the floors are&lt;br /&gt;inaccessible and the director, who is now showing symptoms of the 'cannibal&lt;br /&gt;disease,' is forced to close the hospital down. '...I know that it's too late&lt;br /&gt;for me. I am beginning to feel that same itchy and hungry desire that all of my&lt;br /&gt;patients felt. It's too late for me...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sadistic Chief Irons has a 'change of heart' and decides to hunt down the&lt;br /&gt;remaining civilians and police officers. One of his targets includes Mayor&lt;br /&gt;Warren's daughter, whom Claire Redfield finds sprawled over Irons' desk three&lt;br /&gt;days from now. '...I'm going to enjoy my new trophy. Yes, frozen forever in the&lt;br /&gt;pose I choose to give her...' Sick bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The remaining police officers plan on finding the remaining ammunition and&lt;br /&gt;escaping the police station. There's just one small problem though: the guy&lt;br /&gt;with the keycard went missing since the attack on the R.P.D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several units of the Umbrella Biohazard Countermeasure Service, led by&lt;br /&gt;Lieutenant Mikhail Victor and Sergeant Nicholai Ginovaef, are dispatched to&lt;br /&gt;Raccoon City. Despite being better prepared than the ill-fated police force,&lt;br /&gt;their numbers are quickly decimated and the remaining mercenaries finds&lt;br /&gt;themselves on the run, including Tyrell Patrick, Murphy Seeker, and Carlos&lt;br /&gt;Oliveira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday, September 27:&lt;/b&gt; Four days left before Raccoon's destruction. Round Two:&lt;br /&gt;The Raccoon police force and its S.W.A.T. team take to the streets to try and&lt;br /&gt;stop the zombie menace. Using their cars as barriers, they open fire on the&lt;br /&gt;advancing undead, but the zombies simply barge through the police, forcing them&lt;br /&gt;to retreat back to the Raccoon Police Department, where they barricade&lt;br /&gt;themselves in for a standoff. They are then killed one by one by the undead,&lt;br /&gt;monsters, or by Chief Irons himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Looks like they haven't been watching any of George Romero's zombie movies,&lt;br /&gt;otherwise they would have known to aim for the head ;P.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twelve more police officers are killed when the undead break through the&lt;br /&gt;western barricade of the Raccoon Police Department. A new monster, dubbed the&lt;br /&gt;'Licker,' due to its lance-like tongue, which is 'capable of piercing a human&lt;br /&gt;torso in an instant,' kills three more police officers. Let's face it, the&lt;br /&gt;Raccoon Police Department is seriously fucked here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside a well-fortified room, the unstable David Ford, thought to have been&lt;br /&gt;dead, plans on painting the ceiling with his brains with his Mossberg shotgun&lt;br /&gt;once he runs out of booze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nighttime. A mercenary and his partner named Campbell arrive at the rendezvous&lt;br /&gt;point, the Saint Michael Clock Tower. They managed to stay alive by stealing&lt;br /&gt;their wounded comrades' weapons and using civilians as decoys, something that&lt;br /&gt;one of the mercenaries doesn't like doing. The mercenary, who is more&lt;br /&gt;sympathetic, takes a liking to one of the survivors, a teenage girl, who&lt;br /&gt;reminds him of his younger sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday, September 28:&lt;/b&gt; Three days left until Raccoon's destruction. Dawn. One of&lt;br /&gt;the Umbrella mercenaries finally loses it. He would much rather be back on&lt;br /&gt;death row, since to him, it was a 'heavenly asylum compared to this place,' and&lt;br /&gt;proceeds to commit suicide. Jill Valentine comes across his body later on&lt;br /&gt;during the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime during the mission, Mikhail Victor is seriously injured. Whether he&lt;br /&gt;was injured by the Brain/Drain Deimos or survived a botched assassination&lt;br /&gt;attempt by Nicholai is left to question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four more police officers are attacked and killed. The remaining police&lt;br /&gt;officers, now down to four, plan to escape through the sewers. They obviously&lt;br /&gt;did not make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two mercenaries at the clock tower prepare to escape. The more sympathetic&lt;br /&gt;merc wishes to take the girl with him, but the girl refuses to leave without&lt;br /&gt;her father. Campbell wants his buddy to ditch the girl, but the kind mercenary&lt;br /&gt;refuses to do so. All three are killed, the mercenary protecting the girl to&lt;br /&gt;the very end. Jill Valentine and Carlos Oliveira will come across their bodies&lt;br /&gt;while exploring the clock tower later that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Half of Resident Evil 3 Nemesis takes place. Jill Valentine decides to&lt;br /&gt;make her 'last escape' from Raccoon City. She literally blasts her way through&lt;br /&gt;her apartment building and hides inside a warehouse. Finding another survivor,&lt;br /&gt;a wannabe novelist named Dario Russo, Russo basically tells the former&lt;br /&gt;S.T.A.R.S. member to shove it and refuses to leave the warehouse. She comes&lt;br /&gt;across the injured Brad Vickers hiding inside Bar Jack and is told of the&lt;br /&gt;monstrosity that is hunting S.T.A.R.S. members. "He's after S.T.A.R.S. members.&lt;br /&gt;There's no escape!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jill shoots her way to the Raccoon Police Department, where she encounters&lt;br /&gt;Brad, who looked liked, as what Pres. Evil says, 'someone dropped a truck on&lt;br /&gt;him.' The Tyrant-like monster that Brad was ranting about earlier makes its&lt;br /&gt;appearance and kills Brad in Jill's view. As the monster turns on Jill,&lt;br /&gt;chanting "S.T.A.R.S.," like a mantra, Jill dashes into the police station for&lt;br /&gt;safety. While she is inside, Brad Vickers joins the ranks of the undead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The resourceful woman searches the Raccoon Police Department for any survivors.&lt;br /&gt;When she finds none, she manages to find better weapons inside the S.T.A.R.S.&lt;br /&gt;Office. Back on the first floor, she encounters the trenchcoated monster again,&lt;br /&gt;this time it is armed with a HUGE rocket launcher. Jill escapes the creature's&lt;br /&gt;murderous advances and heads into Downtown Raccoon City. While Jill is&lt;br /&gt;exploring the city, zombies kill Dario Russo and a young woman. Jill will come&lt;br /&gt;across their bodies upon returning to the warehouse to check up on Russo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the Grill 13 restaurant, Jill meets Carlos Oliveira and avoids the&lt;br /&gt;monster yet again. Jill ditches the monster again and comes across the injured&lt;br /&gt;Mikhail Victor and the cool Nicholai Ginovaef, as well as Carlos inside a cable&lt;br /&gt;car. Jill agrees to join forces with the Umbrella mercenaries in order to reach&lt;br /&gt;the clock tower. After a few close calls, they find parts for the cable car to&lt;br /&gt;get it moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jill's stalker makes another appearance on the cable car, and Mikhail, using a&lt;br /&gt;incendiary grenade, meets an honorable death by sacrificing himself to allow&lt;br /&gt;Jill and Carlos to escape, but end up crashing at the clock tower. After&lt;br /&gt;repairing the bell, Jill signals the rescue chopper to the clock tower, which&lt;br /&gt;is promptly destroyed by the creature's rocker launcher. With its tentacle, the&lt;br /&gt;monster infects Jill with the T-virus and in the ensuing battle, Jill sends the&lt;br /&gt;creature packing. Carlos comes to Jill's aid as she passes out and takes her to&lt;br /&gt;the tower's chapel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday night, September 29-Wednesday morning, September 30: &lt;/b&gt;Resident Evil 2&lt;br /&gt;takes place. While Jill Valentine is unconscious from the effects of the&lt;br /&gt;T-virus, two more unlucky souls join the zombie block party at Raccoon City.&lt;br /&gt;The first person is Leon Scott Kennedy, an idealistic rookie police officer on&lt;br /&gt;his way to work at the Raccoon Police Department (it's his first day on the&lt;br /&gt;job!). The second is Claire Redfield, a 19-year-old college student/motorcycle&lt;br /&gt;enthusiast who is in town looking for her older brother, former S.T.A.R.S.&lt;br /&gt;marksman Chris Redfield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, shortly after arriving into town from separate routes, both find&lt;br /&gt;themselves on the run from Raccoon's zombified populace. They commandeer an&lt;br /&gt;abandoned police cruiser and head for the police station. A surprise zombie&lt;br /&gt;attack, a car crash, and one exploding tanker trailer later, Leon and Claire&lt;br /&gt;find themselves separated, with Leon being the closest to the police station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm going by Claire A-Leon B scenario. Makes more sense. Too many plot holes&lt;br /&gt;in Leon A-Claire-B.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claire meets Robert Kendo, the gun shop owner (and brother of Joseph Kendo,&lt;br /&gt;designer of the S.T.A.R.S. Samurai Edge Custom Beretta handgun, seen in the RE&lt;br /&gt;remake as a hidden weapon and again in RE 3 as Jill's default weapon), who&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately meets a bad end at the hands of the zombies and escapes through&lt;br /&gt;the back door. While she is making her way through the mazelike streets, Leon&lt;br /&gt;arrives at the police station's back door. He witness a botched rescue attempt&lt;br /&gt;and enters the station. Claire, on the other hand, arrives at the R.P.D.'s&lt;br /&gt;front doorstep and puts the now-zombified Brad Vickers' tortured soul to rest&lt;br /&gt;once and for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While inside the police station, Leon and Claire encounter several characters,&lt;br /&gt;each with their own agendas. Leon crosses paths with the mysterious Ada Wong,&lt;br /&gt;who is looking for her boyfriend, a jailed reporter named Ben Bertolucci, and&lt;br /&gt;on several occasions, narrowly eludes the Neo-Tyrant known only as 'Mr. X.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Writer's note: Resident Evil is not the only game who had a character named&lt;br /&gt;Mr. X. Aside from Metal Gear Solid 2 (the robo-ninja), the very first Mr. X was&lt;br /&gt;the Tommy gun-toting end boss from the Streets of Rage series. A little trivia&lt;br /&gt;there.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claire, on the other hand, encounters the dying Marvin Branagh, Sherry Birkin,&lt;br /&gt;the daughter of William and Annette Birkin, and Brian Irons, the screwloose&lt;br /&gt;police chief, leering over the dead body of Mayor Warren's daughter. Later on,&lt;br /&gt;Marvin Branagh becomes the latest victim to the T-virus and Claire is forced to&lt;br /&gt;execute the undead cop. Ada runs into Sherry, who leaves her pendant behind.&lt;br /&gt;Ada decides to hold onto it so she can return it to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both find exits to the sewers through different parts of the police station:&lt;br /&gt;Leon through the sewers inside the dog kennel, and Claire through a secret room&lt;br /&gt;in Irons' office. Both Irons and Bertolucci meet a violent end at the hands (or&lt;br /&gt;claw) of the monstrosity that was Sherry's father, William Birkin. Claire and&lt;br /&gt;Sherry escape the station first, while Leon meets up with the mutant Birkin,&lt;br /&gt;now G-Type I on his way out of the police station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Leon and Claire escape the police station through the sewers; Hunk&lt;br /&gt;regains consciousness and makes his own escape with a sample of the G-virus.&lt;br /&gt;Using what ammo and resources he has, he carves a path of destruction through&lt;br /&gt;the police station until he reaches the rooftop, where an Umbrella helicopter&lt;br /&gt;airlifts him to safety. His mission completed, he returns to Loire Village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claire and Sherry are then separated and in a twist of fate, Sherry is infested&lt;br /&gt;with a G-virus embryo by her mutant father while unconscious, while Claire&lt;br /&gt;meets up with Sherry's unstable mother, Annette Birkin, who explains to Claire&lt;br /&gt;on how Raccoon went to zombie hell. They split up in order to search for Sherry&lt;br /&gt;and in the process, Annette runs into Leon and Ada. Leon takes a bullet for&lt;br /&gt;Ada, who gets some payback by knocking Annette over the ledge. Ada then&lt;br /&gt;discovers a secret compartment inside the pendant that contains a sample of the&lt;br /&gt;G-virus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claire finds Sherry, but has to go through a huge alligator that is lurking in&lt;br /&gt;the sewers. After dispatching it Jaws-style, Claire rescues Sherry and escapes&lt;br /&gt;the sewers. They reach the factory and use the elevator (which is disguised&lt;br /&gt;like a train) to the Umbrella Laboratory, where Sherry passes out and Claire&lt;br /&gt;fights her monstrous father, now G-Type II. Several flame grenades later, the&lt;br /&gt;mutant Birkin goes down for the count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claire takes Sherry to the office and keeps her there for the time being while&lt;br /&gt;she explores the lab. Meanwhile, Leon and Ada make it to factory (after&lt;br /&gt;Birkin's attempt to try and kill them on the way there), and call back the&lt;br /&gt;elevator. On their way down to the labs, Ada is injured by the G-Type's claw&lt;br /&gt;and Leon rushes out to combat the monster, which has mutated into G-Type III.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Tyrant makes a hasty retreat following an unhealthy dose of buckshot&lt;br /&gt;the elevator overloads and stops halfway down. When Leon finds himself inside a&lt;br /&gt;corridor within the Umbrella Labs, the elevator leaves without him.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, Leon finds his way into the Labs. After searching the labs, Leon&lt;br /&gt;encounters Annette. Just before she can put a bullet in his head, however, Mr.&lt;br /&gt;X makes yet another appearance, causing Annette to run away, this time heading&lt;br /&gt;for the man laboratory, while Leon leads Mr. X on yet another chase through the&lt;br /&gt;labs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leon rushes into the power room, where Mr. X has him trapped. Ada, though&lt;br /&gt;injured, appears and draws Mr. X's attention from Leon with her handgun. When&lt;br /&gt;the Tyrant lifts the helpless woman into the air, Ada blasts her gun into his&lt;br /&gt;face and in retaliation; Mr. X slams Ada into a control panel (ouch!) and&lt;br /&gt;staggers into the smelting pit several feet below. Obviously dying, Ada&lt;br /&gt;confesses her love to Leon and they kiss. She then dies in Leon's arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Claire encounters Annette outside the main laboratory. In the&lt;br /&gt;ensuing sequence, Annette is drawn away from Claire by William's screams.&lt;br /&gt;Rushing around the corridor, she finds her mutated husband. His humanity gone,&lt;br /&gt;the monster that was formerly William Birkin ruthlessly guts Annette and&lt;br /&gt;disappears into the ceiling. Before Annette dies, however, she hands Claire a&lt;br /&gt;document on how to synthesize the G-virus vaccine that will save Sherry's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Leon leaves the power room, Albert Wesker, who have been watching from&lt;br /&gt;the shadows (he has been in Raccoon all this time?!) revives Ada. The&lt;br /&gt;self-defense mechanism is activated and Leon is radioed by Claire (who is in&lt;br /&gt;the security room and saw Leon on a working monitor) and tells him to pick up&lt;br /&gt;Sherry from the office while she makes the vaccine. Leon follows Claire's&lt;br /&gt;wishes and takes her to the escape train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claire creates the vaccine while Leon is busy preparing the escape train for&lt;br /&gt;departure. With five minutes left until the entire lab goes up in a ball of&lt;br /&gt;flames, both Leon and Claire are in a fight for their lives. First, Leon had to&lt;br /&gt;get power for the train. While inserting two plugs for the power generator, Mr.&lt;br /&gt;X attacks him yet again, this time the relentless monster has been transformed&lt;br /&gt;into a dual-clawed Tyrant. While Leon has his hands full with his adversary,&lt;br /&gt;Claire encounters Birkin yet again at the loading docks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dodging the Tyrant's wild charges and claw swipes, Leon gets lucky. From&lt;br /&gt;a nearby perch, Ada tosses a rocket launcher down to Leon, who scoops it up and&lt;br /&gt;in one blast, ends the Tyrant's attempts to kill him once and for all. Claire,&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand, eludes the G-Type III, who transforms into G-Type IV. Claire&lt;br /&gt;defeats the monster and takes the elevator down to the escape train. Ada&lt;br /&gt;escapes by means of another route, as does Wesker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leon races back to the train and activates it. Claire arrives just as it's&lt;br /&gt;pulling off and hops aboard. She administers the vaccine and saves Sherry's&lt;br /&gt;life. Before they can relax, however, the alarms on the train go off, signaling&lt;br /&gt;that a biohazard outbreak on the train. When Leon checks it out, he encounters&lt;br /&gt;the G-Type that Claire had supposedly killed. It transformed yet again, this&lt;br /&gt;time into a gel-like mass that takes up the entire car. One rocket, a clip of&lt;br /&gt;Magnum rounds, and an unhealthy dose of buckshot later, the G-Type V is&lt;br /&gt;defeated, but not down for the count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leon can't return to the train and with the G-Type on his heels, heads for the&lt;br /&gt;roof. The monster breaks through the car and threatens Sherry and Claire.&lt;br /&gt;Sherry crawls through the ventilation duct into the control room and Claire&lt;br /&gt;escapes by going under the train. With the help of Leon, Sherry finds the&lt;br /&gt;emergency stop switch and stops the train. Our three heroes then bolt for the&lt;br /&gt;tunnel entrance, just as the train explodes, destroying the G-Type V...William&lt;br /&gt;Birkin once and for all. Not long after that, Claire, after an argument with&lt;br /&gt;Leon and leaving Sherry in his care, heads off to find her brother alone. Leon&lt;br /&gt;and Sherry are now in the custody of the U.S. Government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Leon, Claire, and Sherry escape Raccoon City, Nicholai Ginovaef reports&lt;br /&gt;from inside the clock tower rooftop (Does he know that Jill and Carlos are also&lt;br /&gt;hiding there as well?). He concludes that renegade scientist William Birkin is&lt;br /&gt;responsible for the outbreak (this is partially true, but you can thank the&lt;br /&gt;trigger-happy Umbrella commando who shot him full of holes in the first place)&lt;br /&gt;and that more precautions should be in order so that another full-scale&lt;br /&gt;outbreak may never happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside a hidden room in the Raccoon Cemetery, a secret communique is sent to&lt;br /&gt;the Umbrella supervisors, notifying them of their political influence in the&lt;br /&gt;U.S. Senate has delayed then inevitable, and that the 'Raccoon City Project' is&lt;br /&gt;scrapped and the city will be destroyed the following morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1998, Thursday night, October 1-Friday morning, October 2:&lt;/b&gt; Second half of&lt;br /&gt;Resident Evil 3 Nemesis takes place. The day of Raccoon's judgment has arrived!&lt;br /&gt;Hellfire and brimstone will rain down on...sorry, where was I? Ahem, inside the&lt;br /&gt;chapel, Jill regains conscious and discovers that she is infected with the&lt;br /&gt;T-virus. Carlos promises to find a cure for her and heads for the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dodging zombies and Hunters, Carlos comes across Nicholai and an injured Tyrell&lt;br /&gt;Patrick. Before Nicholai could kill Carlos, Tyrell saves Carlos' life by&lt;br /&gt;sacrificing his own and Nicholai takes a five-story dive out the window. Carlos&lt;br /&gt;creates the vaccine for Jill and barely escapes the hospital just as explosives&lt;br /&gt;set by Nicholai demolish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carlos returns to the chapel and administers the vaccine to Jill who recovers.&lt;br /&gt;Jill avoids her pursuer and ditches the monster in Raccoon Park. She encounters&lt;br /&gt;Nicholai near the Raccoon Cemetery...and the Grave Digger. Jill deep-fries the&lt;br /&gt;monstrous worm with a street light and a puddle of water, and on her way to the&lt;br /&gt;Dead Factory, her stalker--now known as NEMESIS--ambushes her, and Jill evades&lt;br /&gt;him yet again. She encounters The Nemesis in a showdown inside the disposal&lt;br /&gt;room and in the process blows his head off and escapes the room, just as the&lt;br /&gt;Nemesis' body is dumped into the virus-laced chemicals. When she reaches the&lt;br /&gt;control tower, Nicholai has commandeered the rescue chopper and ditches both&lt;br /&gt;Carlos and Jill, thinking that they won't survive the nuclear assault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Nemesis, however, is not dead. He mutates into a monster and attacks Jill&lt;br /&gt;inside the incinerator plant amidst the bodies of U.S. Army soldiers and&lt;br /&gt;Tyrants. Using an oversized rail cannon (how it got in there is anyone's guess)&lt;br /&gt;and six Magnum rounds, Jill finally destroys the Nemesis once and for all. "You&lt;br /&gt;want S.T.A.R.S.? I'll give you S.T.A.R.S.!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With less than two minutes left before the nuke hits, Barry Burton arrives by&lt;br /&gt;helicopter and airlifts Jill and Carlos out of Raccoon City. The tactical&lt;br /&gt;nuclear missile arrives soon after they escape and Raccoon City is completely&lt;br /&gt;annihilated in a way that James Cameron would be proud of. The official story&lt;br /&gt;was that the missile was used in a 'bacillus-terminate' operation and the city&lt;br /&gt;was 'completely wiped off the map.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten thousand souls are estimated dead, including Mayor Michael Warren and his&lt;br /&gt;daughter, Raccoon Police Chief Brian Irons (good riddance), Officers Marvin&lt;br /&gt;Branagh, Elliot Edward, and David Ford, gun shop owner Robert Kendo, Former&lt;br /&gt;S.T.A.R.S. pilot Brad Vickers, Umbrella scientists William and Annette Birkin&lt;br /&gt;and wannabe novelist Dario Russo. Survivors include Leon Kennedy, Ada Wong,&lt;br /&gt;Claire Redfield, Sherry Birkin, Albert Wesker, Jill Valentine, Hunk, Barry&lt;br /&gt;Burton, Nicholai Ginovaef, and Carlos Oliveira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Here's some food for thought. If Wesker was hiding in Raccoon City this whole&lt;br /&gt;time, why didn't he try to kill Jill prior to Resident Evil 3?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday, October 4: &lt;/b&gt;The news of Raccoon's destruction reaches Sheena Island. A&lt;br /&gt;restaurant owner on the island hears rumors that Umbrella was somehow&lt;br /&gt;responsible for the outbreak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday, October 6:&lt;/b&gt; The Sheena Island section leaders attend a meeting with&lt;br /&gt;Commander Vincent Goldman concerning the biohazard outbreak at Raccoon City.&lt;br /&gt;The place the blame solely on the late William Birkin and discuss the idea of&lt;br /&gt;having traitors on the island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholai Ginovaef reports on the combat data gathered during the Raccoon City&lt;br /&gt;fiasco. He reports on the Nemesis, which was 'more ferocious and intelligent&lt;br /&gt;than we had expected,' and as a result, 'many U.B.C.S. members sent to the area&lt;br /&gt;have been sacrificed in the process of collecting combat data.' He hopes that&lt;br /&gt;with this data, an advanced B.O.W. may be created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday, October 8:&lt;/b&gt; The restaurant owner on Sheena Island hears that the&lt;br /&gt;T-virus is on the island. Now he wants out of Umbrella and to be somewhere far&lt;br /&gt;away from Sheena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking advantage of the edgy prison guards who seem to be collecting&lt;br /&gt;information on the Raccoon City disaster, the Congolese lad and his friends&lt;br /&gt;plan their escape. According to the boy, 'Stojkovic and Enriquez are supposed&lt;br /&gt;to steal the keys from the guards, Sankhon and I will act as decoys, and&lt;br /&gt;Yoshikawa and Fellipe are in charge of gathering weapons.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday, October 9:&lt;/b&gt; Tonight the Congolese boy and his comrades execute their&lt;br /&gt;escape plan at 11 p.m. Twenty prisoners are separated into two groups--Units A&lt;br /&gt;and B. Unit A will escape through the sewers, while Unit B will scale down the&lt;br /&gt;surveillance tower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prisoners execute their plan. Their plan failed and all twenty prisoners&lt;br /&gt;were personally gunned down by Commander Goldman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday, October 10:&lt;/b&gt; The day after the botched escape attempt, Commander&lt;br /&gt;Goldman orders the prison warden to report the mass murder as a mass suicide.&lt;br /&gt;He realizes that the mass murder could blemish his otherwise perfect record as&lt;br /&gt;Commander of the Island and that could stop him from getting recognized for his&lt;br /&gt;'great achievements' in the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the sewers, the Sewer Manager Andy Holland hears rumors of what Vincent&lt;br /&gt;did to the 20 prisoners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday, October 15:&lt;/b&gt; Lott Klein catches wind of Commander Goldman's heinous&lt;br /&gt;act concerning the prisoners. He begins to wonder if what Commander Goldman and&lt;br /&gt;his parents say about their work is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday, October 20:&lt;/b&gt; The Prison Chief on Sheen Island receives a reply&lt;br /&gt;concerning the alleged 'mass-suicide' report he had filed a week and a half&lt;br /&gt;ago. He comes to understand just how ruthless Vincent is and will not hesitate&lt;br /&gt;to kill him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday, October 30:&lt;/b&gt; A recently hired driver at the Antarctic facility has&lt;br /&gt;serious gripes about his job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1998, Tuesday, November 3:&lt;/b&gt; The driver at the Antarctic facility finds out that&lt;br /&gt;his vacation is cancelled, due to a lack of manpower on Alfred Ashford's part.&lt;br /&gt;He's pretty much pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday, November 5:&lt;/b&gt; The driver hears from another worker who has been at the&lt;br /&gt;Antarctic facility for about eight years about a 'man who has been confined for&lt;br /&gt;over 10 years, locked up in a cell located deep below here.' The workers call&lt;br /&gt;the mystery man 'Nosferatu.' Personally, the driver thinks it's a bunch of crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday, November 9:&lt;/b&gt; Ark Thompson, a private investigator, and a close friend of&lt;br /&gt;Leon S. Kennedy arrives on Sheena Island to investigate Umbrella's affairs. Ark&lt;br /&gt;visits Andy Holland and Andy takes a snapshot of Ark, something that Ark&lt;br /&gt;disapproves, since he has Andy thinking that he is Commander Goldman. Lott&lt;br /&gt;Klein is hiding and reports to Commander Goldman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday, November 10:&lt;/b&gt; Commander Goldman realizes that the citizens on Sheena&lt;br /&gt;Island are preparing to turn against him. He also thinks that the 'spy,' as he&lt;br /&gt;calls Ark is somehow connected with the rebellious citizens. '...I'll let him&lt;br /&gt;for now, and see who he works for and why he is here. Then I'll kill him...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, at the Antarctic facility, the worker wakes up to growling from down&lt;br /&gt;below the facility. Can the legend of Nosferatu be true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday, November 19:&lt;/b&gt; Vincent Goldman discovers that the townspeople are going&lt;br /&gt;to turn him over to the HQ representatives next week when they arrive with more&lt;br /&gt;guinea pigs. Vincent has a rather nasty surprise in store for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday, November 22:&lt;/b&gt; In what would appear to be an accident, Commander Goldman&lt;br /&gt;contaminates the entire island with the T-virus. Before he can leave, however,&lt;br /&gt;he has one more loose end to tie up. 'It's that spy. I have to eliminate that&lt;br /&gt;rat who sneaked into the city!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday, November 23:&lt;/b&gt; Lott Klein and his sister are under attack by zombies who&lt;br /&gt;were once nice to them when they were alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday, November 24:&lt;/b&gt; Lott and Lily Klein's parents join the ranks of Sheena&lt;br /&gt;Island's undead. Now orphaned by the ordeal, Lott wishes to escape with his&lt;br /&gt;sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday night, November 24-Friday morning, November 26:&lt;/b&gt; Resident Evil&lt;br /&gt;Survivor takes place. A helicopter crash, a serious case of amnesia, an army of&lt;br /&gt;Cleaners, Tyrants, the undead and monsters, and twenty thousand bullets, two&lt;br /&gt;hundred grenade rounds, and God knows what else, Ark Thompson escapes Sheena&lt;br /&gt;Island with the Klein siblings in tow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1998, Thursday, December 17:&lt;/b&gt; While investigating inside Umbrella's labs in&lt;br /&gt;Paris, Claire Redfield receives a VERY cold reception. She dodges guards, a&lt;br /&gt;chaingun-toting helicopter, and escapes several more guards by using a move&lt;br /&gt;that you only see in a Chow Yun-Fat movie. Despite her efforts, she is&lt;br /&gt;captured, seeing how she is out of bullets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday, December 27-Monday, December 28:&lt;/b&gt; Resident Evil Code Veronica X takes&lt;br /&gt;place. Claire is transported to Rockfort Island, Umbrella's prison located&lt;br /&gt;south of the Equator. After she is knocked unconscious, a HCF strike team, lead&lt;br /&gt;by Albert Wesker, lead a botched raid on the island, thus releasing the T-virus&lt;br /&gt;over the island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claire regains consciousness and is released by her jailer, Umbrella security&lt;br /&gt;guard Rodrigo Raval. After avoiding a zombie death trap, she meets Steve&lt;br /&gt;Burnside, a prisoner who had also escaped infection. Claire finds a working&lt;br /&gt;computer terminal and e-mails Leon a message to notify her brother of her&lt;br /&gt;whereabouts so he can rescue her. Steve thinks that Chris won't come and storms&lt;br /&gt;off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While exploring the island, Claire encounters Alfred Ashford, the preppy,&lt;br /&gt;sniper rifle-wielding commander of the base on two occasions. After dispatching&lt;br /&gt;one of his creatures called a Bandersnatch, another one catches Claire by&lt;br /&gt;surprise. Just as Claire is about to meet an untimely end, Steve rescues her&lt;br /&gt;and the two join forces. Steve is forced to kill the zombie that was his&lt;br /&gt;father. Leaving him alone for the time being, Claire discovers a creepy old&lt;br /&gt;mansion and is nearly discovered by Alexia Ashford, Alfred's twin sister. She&lt;br /&gt;leaves the mansion and returns to the underground jail and finding her jailer&lt;br /&gt;there, hands over some Hemostat medicine she has found. In return for the&lt;br /&gt;gesture, Raval hands over some lockpicks and tells her to leave the island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On her way back to the mansion, she encounters 'a ghost from her brother's&lt;br /&gt;past,' who comes in the form of Albert Wesker, who manhandles the younger&lt;br /&gt;Redfield before leaving in a hurry, due to his orders from a higher power. Upon&lt;br /&gt;re-exploring the mansion, she meets Alexia face-to-face. Steve comes rushing in&lt;br /&gt;and in a burst of gunfire, hits Alexia in the shoulder. Pursuing Alexia into&lt;br /&gt;the next room they encounter Alfred Ashford...with Alexia's makeup on his face.&lt;br /&gt;Screaming hysterically, he runs out of the room, just as the self-destruct&lt;br /&gt;sequence is activated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They make it to the pane, but the bridge is blocking their escape route. Claire&lt;br /&gt;volunteers to raise the bridge and on her way back to the plane, she encounters&lt;br /&gt;T-078, released from its cryotube to hinder Claire's attempts to make it back&lt;br /&gt;to the plane. Claire knocks it down with a barrage of grenades and returns to&lt;br /&gt;the plane. She and Steve escapes Rockfort Island, as does Alfred Ashford, now&lt;br /&gt;suffering from what I like to call 'The Norman Bates Syndrome,' by means of a&lt;br /&gt;private Harrier jet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before Claire and Steve can relax, however, the cargo door is wrenched open and&lt;br /&gt;when Claire enters the cargo hold, she finds an old friend waiting for her. The&lt;br /&gt;Tyrant has returned for round two. Maneuvering in the cramped cargo hold,&lt;br /&gt;Claire opens fire with her grenade launcher, until the Tyrant is weakened from&lt;br /&gt;the onslaught. She then knocks the monster out of the plane with a crate loaded&lt;br /&gt;with explosives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a surprising turn of events, the 'cross-dressing freak' Alfred activates the&lt;br /&gt;cargo plane's autopilot, sending them to the Antarctic facility. The next&lt;br /&gt;morning, the plane crashes at the facility. While exploring the grounds, Claire&lt;br /&gt;comes across Alexander Ashford--now Nosferatu locked deep within his cell. She&lt;br /&gt;restores the power to the facility and succeeds in finding an exit, but this&lt;br /&gt;time, Alfred arrives to stop her. Steve rushes in to save the day, and in an&lt;br /&gt;exchange of gunfire, Steve is slightly injured, while Alfred's injuries are&lt;br /&gt;fatal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the firefight, Nosferatu escapes his bonds and is on the move. Claire&lt;br /&gt;encounters this freak on the heliport of the facility. Using Alfred's sniper&lt;br /&gt;rifle, Claire blasts out Noseferatu's heart. "I got you now!" KA-BLAM! With the&lt;br /&gt;threat out of the way, Claire and Steve find a snowmobile nearby and head for a&lt;br /&gt;nearby outpost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep within the Antarctic facility, Alfred Ashford releases the cryotube&lt;br /&gt;containing his sister and dies. Alexia sends a huge tentacle to destroy the&lt;br /&gt;snowmobile containing Claire and Steve and bring them back to the base.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a couple of hours after Claire and Steve escaped, Chris Redfield, having&lt;br /&gt;gotten Leon's e-mail concerning his sister's whereabouts, arrives on Rockfort&lt;br /&gt;Island. He encounters Rodrigo Raval inside the catacombs. Just as he is about&lt;br /&gt;to tell Chris where his sister is, a monstrous worm swallows Raval whole. Chris&lt;br /&gt;rescues him, but the damage has already been done. Raval returns Claire's&lt;br /&gt;lighter to Chris and dies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While exploring the ruins of the island base, he runs into his former&lt;br /&gt;commanding officer, Albert Wesker. No match for the enhanced superman, Chris is&lt;br /&gt;only saved when Wesker catches a glimpse of Alexia on a nearby monitor and&lt;br /&gt;Wesker tosses him aside. After some more searching, Chris commandeers one of&lt;br /&gt;Alfred's harrier jets and heads off to the Antarctic facility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after arriving at the Antarctic facility, Chris has a sense of deja vu.&lt;br /&gt;The living quarters of the Ashford family was designed after the Spencer&lt;br /&gt;mansion in Raccoon City. He finds his sister inside some sort of cocoon and&lt;br /&gt;using his Bowie knife, frees her. Their reunion is short-lived, as Alexia makes&lt;br /&gt;her grand entrance. As the Redfields race after her, they are separated by a&lt;br /&gt;tentacle attack. Claire is forced to go on by herself. She finds Steve, who&lt;br /&gt;transforms into a huge monster wielding a battle-axe. Claire escapes the&lt;br /&gt;rampaging monster, but not the tentacle that follows. Steve, showing that he&lt;br /&gt;still retains some of his humanity, frees Claire, bus in retaliation, the&lt;br /&gt;tentacle deals out a severe blow, reverting him back to human form. Steve then&lt;br /&gt;dies in Claire's arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the mansion lobby, Chris watches from his hiding place as Wesker&lt;br /&gt;confronts Alexia. Wesker demands that she come with him, while Alexia rebukes&lt;br /&gt;Wesker. "You are not worthy of its power!" She then transforms into Alexia I&lt;br /&gt;and backhands Wesker, who shrugs it off. Alexia flings bloody flames at Wesker,&lt;br /&gt;who dodges them by running up the wall, Matrix-style and cold-cocks Alexia&lt;br /&gt;across her face. Wesker then ditches Alexia, leaving Chris to do his dirty work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexia and Chris face off. Chris dodges her flames as he blasts her several&lt;br /&gt;ties with the Magnum. Alexia goes down. He gains access to the secret labs&lt;br /&gt;where Alexander Ashford performed his gene manipulation experiments decades&lt;br /&gt;earlier. He comes across Claire, who tells him to set the self-destruct&lt;br /&gt;mechanism, so that she can escape. Chris does so, and the two siblings are&lt;br /&gt;united. Alexia once again appears and Chris and Claire unlock the weapon hold&lt;br /&gt;containing the Linear Launcher. With Chris' help, Claire is able to escape,&lt;br /&gt;leaving Chris to face off against Alexia once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After blasting her with everything he has, the deformed being that was Alexia&lt;br /&gt;takes to the skies. Chris grabs the charged Linear Launcher and in one shot,&lt;br /&gt;liquefies Alexia Ashford. On his way back to the Harrier, Chris discovers that&lt;br /&gt;Wesker had taken Claire hostage. Following them down a zombie-filled corridor,&lt;br /&gt;Chris catches up with them at Wesker's submarine. Wesker releases Claire who&lt;br /&gt;runs off to the escape plane, as Chris and Wesker fight. Sadly, it's a&lt;br /&gt;one-sided battle as Wesker knocks the poor guy all over the place. In&lt;br /&gt;desperation, Chris drops a ton of I-beams on Wesker. Too bad they didn't work,&lt;br /&gt;but they did injure Wesker slightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An explosion and a fallen pipe separates the two combatants, who promise to&lt;br /&gt;settle the score the next time they meet. Chris and Wesker make their escapes,&lt;br /&gt;Wesker in his submarine, and Chris in the Harrier jet with Claire, just as the&lt;br /&gt;Antarctic facility is destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nearly four years later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2002, Sunday, April 7:&lt;/b&gt; While conducting a survey on B.O.W.'s considered to be&lt;br /&gt;failures, a researcher at the Atlantic disposal facility discovers some kind of&lt;br /&gt;'unknown water creatures,' whose body fluids are extremely acidic, thus making&lt;br /&gt;them extremely dangerous. He calls these water creatures 'Torpedo Kids,' since&lt;br /&gt;they swim like their namesake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday, April 9:&lt;/b&gt; The researcher discovers that there is a 'mother' that is&lt;br /&gt;producing the Torpedo Kids. If he can find the mother and kill it, then the&lt;br /&gt;number of Torpedo Kids will decrease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday, April 16:&lt;/b&gt; In an attempt to kill off the 'mother' of the Torpedo Kids,&lt;br /&gt;the researcher is badly wounded and the Torpedo Kids extended their territories&lt;br /&gt;to where the researcher is located.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2002, Saturday, May 18:&lt;/b&gt; The injured researcher relocates his observation area&lt;br /&gt;to the underground, but remains cautions since creatures tend to congregate in&lt;br /&gt;dark places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday, May 19: &lt;/b&gt;The researcher and several of his co-workers saw 'saw red&lt;br /&gt;shining objects,' which look like eyes of some creature, but haven't been able&lt;br /&gt;to identify it yet. Because of its shining eyes, the researcher calls this&lt;br /&gt;creature 'Glimmer.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday, May 20:&lt;/b&gt; The Spencer Rain, a cruise ship owned and operated by Umbrella,&lt;br /&gt;leaves on what it will be its final voyage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The researcher orders several workers to go and try to catch a Glimmer. The&lt;br /&gt;plan failed and the monster kills two of the workers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday, May 22:&lt;/b&gt; After increasing the number of workers, they managed to kill&lt;br /&gt;one of the Glimmers and bring the body back for examination. 'According to&lt;br /&gt;workers, the "Glimmer" will open itself up just before it goes to attack.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2002, Saturday, June 1:&lt;/b&gt; The researcher concludes that the Glimmer is an&lt;br /&gt;apparent sub-species of the Hunters. The researcher decides to look into the&lt;br /&gt;matter even further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2002, Tuesday, August 27:&lt;/b&gt; A freight crewman working aboard the Spencer Rain&lt;br /&gt;celebrates his 100th day anniversary working on the ship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2002, Wednesday, September 4:&lt;/b&gt; The freight crewman notices that some type of&lt;br /&gt;'large cargo' was carried off into the Presentation Room, located below deck.&lt;br /&gt;The crewman absently wonders what is inside the containers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday, September 6: &lt;/b&gt;The freight crewman discovers in one of the creates,&lt;br /&gt;several canisters containing the biohazard insignia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday, September 7:&lt;/b&gt; The freight crewman gets yelled ay by his boss for not&lt;br /&gt;being on the ball today. The crewman decides to be more attentive on his job.&lt;br /&gt;'...I'd better be more careful since I really need to keep this job...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday, September 14:&lt;/b&gt; Joseph Carter, a waiter aboard the Spencer Rain writes&lt;br /&gt;a letter to his brother about his job on the ship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday, September 16: &lt;/b&gt;The Spencer Rain needs a new pool handle, since the old&lt;br /&gt;one is rather rusty. As a precaution, the old one is stored inside the Storage&lt;br /&gt;Room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday, September 18:&lt;/b&gt; Morpheus Duvall, the scientist who was given the axe&lt;br /&gt;four years earlier, pulls off a Claire Redfield-style raid on the Umbrella labs&lt;br /&gt;in Paris and steals three T-virus samples, including a new virus, which is&lt;br /&gt;called the T-G virus (version 0.9.1), a fused version of both virus with&lt;br /&gt;electrical properties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday, September 20:&lt;/b&gt; The captain of the Spencer Rain is pleased at how the&lt;br /&gt;voyage is going so far. He is even in the good graces of his company, since a&lt;br /&gt;representative praised him on how he runs his ship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday, September 21:&lt;/b&gt; The captain of the Spencer Rain thinks that something&lt;br /&gt;funny is going on. He is concerned about 'the ones' escaping and promises to&lt;br /&gt;himself that he will keep his Magnum on him at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday, September 22:&lt;/b&gt; Morpheus Duvall unleashes the T-Virus aboard the Spencer&lt;br /&gt;Rain. How he managed to escape infection is anyone's guess. Ironically, this&lt;br /&gt;date also marks the four-year anniversary of the full-scale outbreak at Raccoon&lt;br /&gt;City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The captain of the doomed ship can't send out a S.O.S. Worse yet, all of the&lt;br /&gt;passengers and crew are dead. Like a man, the captain accepts his fate. 'All I&lt;br /&gt;can do is accept what has been happening on my ship as my destiny...' Bruce&lt;br /&gt;McGivern puts a bullet in the zombified captain's head later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday night, September 22-Monday morning, September 23:&lt;/b&gt; Resident Evil Dead Aim&lt;br /&gt;takes place. With the T-virus in his possession, Morpheus Duvall notifies the&lt;br /&gt;American and Chinese governments that if they don't pay $5 billion, then he&lt;br /&gt;would launch missiles containing the stolen T-virus samples at major cities in&lt;br /&gt;America and China. The two governments then dispatch two of their best agents&lt;br /&gt;to board the Spencer Rain and stop Duvall. From the American government, is&lt;br /&gt;Bruce McGivern (he looks like Paul Walker with a bad Southern accent in the FMV&lt;br /&gt;movies. Just look at the guy, for crying out loud!), a covert agent working for&lt;br /&gt;the Anti-Umbrella Pursuit Team, a subsidiary of the U.S. Strategic Command.&lt;br /&gt;From the Chinese side, it's Fongling, also a covert agent, only this time it's&lt;br /&gt;for the Chinese Safety Department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both board the Spencer Rain without a hitch, but it's Bruce who gets to&lt;br /&gt;Morpheus first. Actually it's Morpheus who sneaks up on Bruce from behind, and&lt;br /&gt;would have killed him, had not Fongling and one of her hand grenades had&lt;br /&gt;interfered. Bruce escapes injury, but Morpheus is not so lucky. Bruce enters&lt;br /&gt;the ship and gains access to the main staircase. There, he and Fongling&lt;br /&gt;meet--and Bruce gets knocked to the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After their confrontation, Bruce explores the ship, or what rooms were&lt;br /&gt;accessible. He finds a rusty valve handle and is on his way back to the stern&lt;br /&gt;of the ship when he is attacked. Fongling appears and swipes the valve handle&lt;br /&gt;from him when he is down. With her machine gun and silencer pistol, Fongling&lt;br /&gt;blasts a path to the rear of the ship. Bruce follows her (or in this case,&lt;br /&gt;follows the trail of shell casings and dead zombies) and catches up with her at&lt;br /&gt;the stern of the ship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside a control room, Morpheus--in bad shape following Fongling's grenade&lt;br /&gt;attack--releases two Hunters on the two agents. Bruce takes them down with&lt;br /&gt;little difficulty and follows Fongling below deck. While snooping around in the&lt;br /&gt;presentation room, Bruce comes face to face with...Morpheus, who had injected&lt;br /&gt;himself with the T-G virus and transformed into an enhanced Tyrant. Seeing that&lt;br /&gt;his weapons have no effect on the monster, Bruce opts to run instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morpheus then chases Bruce all over the lower decks. Using an ID card he had&lt;br /&gt;acquired, he rushes into the living quarters of the crew...and into Fongling,&lt;br /&gt;who was attempting to open another door. Bruce decides to stall for time while&lt;br /&gt;Fongling opens the door from the other side. She disables the locks and helps&lt;br /&gt;Bruce escape from Morpheus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruce finds his way back to the upper decks and gains access to the captain's&lt;br /&gt;quarters. He puts the captain's undead soul into permanent naptime and takes&lt;br /&gt;his Magnum. Upon arriving at the bridge, he finds Fongling and discovers that&lt;br /&gt;the Spencer Rain is on a collision course with a rocky cliff. With five minutes&lt;br /&gt;to spare, both make a break for the helipad. There, Bruce is pitted in a&lt;br /&gt;not-so-dramatic battle with the newest member of the Tyrant family--the T-091.&lt;br /&gt;With tentacles instead of claws on its fingers (and a face that can give Jason&lt;br /&gt;Voorhees a run for his money) the Tyrant attacks, but Bruce puts it down and&lt;br /&gt;jumps off the ship. The Spencer Rain plows into the side of the cliff and is&lt;br /&gt;destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruce finds himself at the disposal site where Morpheus worker at four years&lt;br /&gt;earlier. Now deserted and abandoned (except for a small number of zombies,&lt;br /&gt;Glimmers and Torpedo Kids), Bruce, while on the radio with his superiors,&lt;br /&gt;discovers that the Chinese gave in and will pay the ransom, thus making&lt;br /&gt;Fongling expendable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside a helipad, Bruce saves Fongling from being killed by her own government&lt;br /&gt;by means of an orbiting laser platform. Using a pocketknife, Bruce removes the&lt;br /&gt;tracking device from Fongling's arm and destroys it, thus disabling the laser&lt;br /&gt;platform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruce encounters Pluto, the experiment that had gotten loose several years&lt;br /&gt;earlier. He dispatches the monster and he and Fongling takes the elevator down&lt;br /&gt;to the undersea laboratory. Morpheus appears and severs the cable, sending the&lt;br /&gt;elevator rushing down. Bruce hits the emergency brake switch, allowing Fongling&lt;br /&gt;to escape. Bruce, however cannot, and the elevator is sent zooming down to the&lt;br /&gt;bottom. Luckily, Bruce is rendered unconscious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morpheus then captures Fongling while she is exploring the underwater labs and&lt;br /&gt;Bruce regains consciousness. He destroys another of Umbrella's haywire&lt;br /&gt;experiments and acquires a new weapon; the Charged Particle Rifle, specially&lt;br /&gt;designed for T-virus infected beings, and can penetrate electrical charges. He&lt;br /&gt;confronts Morpheus and in the following battle, Bruce is the victor, but it's&lt;br /&gt;not over yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morpheus mutates, this time, into something that would remind anyone of the&lt;br /&gt;G-Type V from RE2. Following Fongling's instructions, Bruce makes his way down&lt;br /&gt;the mazelike corridors until he reaches the control room, which is locked.&lt;br /&gt;Morpheus is upon him again, attempting to crush him with his bulbous mass, but&lt;br /&gt;Bruce pushes him back with everything he has. He puts a bullet into Morpheus'&lt;br /&gt;exposed head, and that triggers an unstable mutation. Bruce and Fongling&lt;br /&gt;escapes the base by using a submersible and the base is completely destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;Bruce surprises Fongling by showing her that he knows a little Chinese and in&lt;br /&gt;response she kisses him just as rescue choppers appear on the horizon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-3317084732282217338?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/3317084732282217338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/08/resident-evil-chronology-of-events.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/3317084732282217338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/3317084732282217338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/08/resident-evil-chronology-of-events.html' title='Resident Evil Chronology of Events'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-6527217712019337412</id><published>2009-07-17T12:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T12:51:43.760+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Emo Moments</title><content type='html'>Everything never goes according to my plan.&lt;br /&gt;What I've planned since few months before today, all went out of route.&lt;br /&gt;Why does life just gotta be so fucked up for me?&lt;br /&gt;Why cant every just follow according to plan?&lt;br /&gt;Everything is FUCKED UP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AxsPVy7jbXA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/AxsPVy7jbXA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-6527217712019337412?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/6527217712019337412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/07/emo-moments.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/6527217712019337412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/6527217712019337412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/07/emo-moments.html' title='Emo Moments'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-3713075278342763047</id><published>2009-07-13T14:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T14:52:30.088+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moments'/><title type='text'>I passed my driving exam!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;13 June '09:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had my driving exam. It was kinda funny actually the way it went.&lt;br /&gt;I arrived at the Kepong tracks, and followed through the procedure to get my turn number, and I was number 7 &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;font-weight:bold;"&gt;*lucky 7 perhaps? lol XD*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the exam finally began, we were all directed to a hut (pondok) to wait for our turn, which we go 10 at once. There are 10 cars parked in front of the slope test area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first 10 is directed to get ready in the car, so I got up and took car no. 7. I was so nervous, I went and open the passenger's side door XD&lt;br /&gt;1 by 1 the participants tried for the slope and there are few who failed.&lt;br /&gt;When it's finally my turn, I guess I was nervous again because I went up without waiting for the examiner to call for my turn. I went up then was told to go down again to wait for her signal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I waited and I passed the slope with just 1 try =D and so did I on the side parking and 3 point turn. After getting back my test card, I passed it to the JPJ officer who then sat in the car with me to proceed with the on-the-road test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I adjusted the mirrors, tested the signals, headlights, gear and viper, adjusted my seat but dunno why he marked I didn't check my side-mirrors when I did... maybe I didn't check the passenger side mirror.&lt;br /&gt;I was nervous once again and drove about 1 feet or so without fastening my seatbelt, lol XD After I've fastened my seatbelt I proceed to the main road which I did well just at the last part.&lt;br /&gt;Upon the junction which I would need to take a turn back to the driving tracks, I don't know why but I downed by gear from 3 to 2 and jerked the car... and my marks too...&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I PASSED the freaking exam!!! Woooooo!!! Cheers!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-3713075278342763047?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/3713075278342763047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-passed-my-driving-exam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/3713075278342763047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/3713075278342763047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-passed-my-driving-exam.html' title='I passed my driving exam!!'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-2012576072160324464</id><published>2009-07-10T11:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T11:29:36.063+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Uncharted waters... or so to say</title><content type='html'>I'm currently developing a program that integrates with a computer's existing webcam and sound system to develop a motion detector.&lt;br /&gt;I've successfully created a screenshot saving program, or also known as, Desk Watch.&lt;br /&gt;It captures a computer's screen view at every interval which is defined, launched during startup, and password protected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm going more in-depth into video capture.&lt;br /&gt;However, due to the large file which video capturing creates, I would think it's wise to integrate motion sensing into my program as it will then only capture videos if there are any movements. It's redundant to capture still environment anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I'm done with this program, it will open new doors of opportunities for my career path and allowing me to not only limit my choice to the software development industry but as well as the mass media industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hopefully one day, I could advance my video/motion capture programs to facial/expression recognition programs, and it would lead me to the security/defense industry. Lol, dreaming XD but it's possible. Cheers!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-2012576072160324464?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/2012576072160324464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/07/uncharted-waters-or-so-to-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/2012576072160324464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/2012576072160324464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/07/uncharted-waters-or-so-to-say.html' title='Uncharted waters... or so to say'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-5394493766831343661</id><published>2009-07-06T14:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T01:09:03.451+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Programming'/><title type='text'>Freelance Programming</title><content type='html'>I've been wanting to start on freelancing but I'm always so caught up with my life.&lt;br /&gt;Since now I'm thinking about it, I thought "Hey, why not just post it up in my blog to start off".&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, ready to code away!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm an experienced &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;C#.NET&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;VB.NET&lt;/span&gt; programmer.&lt;br /&gt;I do websites too in plain old HTML or even in ASP.NET, although I must admit I'm not that proficient in web-development.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just send me an email stating the:&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- program's objective&lt;br /&gt;- functionality&lt;br /&gt;- and not forgetting, the due date.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we'll discuss more from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;My Contacts:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Email: prospectv15@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;MSN: prospectv15@hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;Skype: LBenjamin87&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-5394493766831343661?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/5394493766831343661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/07/freelance-programming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/5394493766831343661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/5394493766831343661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/07/freelance-programming.html' title='Freelance Programming'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-8297563245378567142</id><published>2009-07-02T13:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T13:21:17.484+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><title type='text'>Unknown Lifeform in North Carolina Sewers</title><content type='html'>Here’s how the unknown life form was discovered: A company called Malphrus Construction was contracted to inspect the sewer lines, which are actually part of a private system owned by York Properties in Raleigh North Carolina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malphrus workers were inspecting the nearly 50 year old system with a snake camera that allows them to get a closer look at the inside of the pipes. That’s when they noticed a moving brownish glob near a crack in the structure where roots had intruded. It seemed as though the unknown life form reacted to the light, which also gives off quite a bit of heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most experts dispel the monster alien theory and offer a more rational explanation: the unknown sewer creature could actually be a clump of annelid or tubifex worms. Such worms normally live "in soil and sediment at the bottom and edges of polluted streams." Others have described them as a group of invertebrates called byrozoan.&lt;br /&gt;Well, if it is so common, why is it such a hype now? Weird eh? or maybe... they are just trying to cover it up by telling the public that it's nothing new. Whatever it is, it doesn't look like worm or byrozoan to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There does seem to be a consensus that they are harmless, but Raleigh, North Carolina officials don’t seem too concerned because the so-called unknown life-form is in a private sewer system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TcKpx2DxGwY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/TcKpx2DxGwY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-8297563245378567142?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/8297563245378567142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/07/unknown-lifeform-in-north-carolina.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/8297563245378567142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/8297563245378567142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/07/unknown-lifeform-in-north-carolina.html' title='Unknown Lifeform in North Carolina Sewers'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-5879219542447230402</id><published>2009-07-02T11:59:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T17:06:01.969+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><title type='text'>[ASP.NET] IIS Mapping &amp; Fixes</title><content type='html'>For those of you programmers out there who are chucked to do ASP.NET programming despite the fact that your resume didn't state that you know ASP.NET, and is encountering a problem with ASP.NET. This entry might help you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've recently been assigned the company's ex-programmer's ASP.NET project as the programmer has left the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until yesterday, if not mistaken after a Windows update, this problem started giving tons of headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have ever received an error message on a .NET application that simply stated "Server Application Unavailable" you might find this useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Probable Cause:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Microsoft identified an issue with the MS03-32 Security Update for Internet Explorer security patch and ASP.NET 1.0/2.0 running on Windows XP. This patch can be installed manually or by obtaining recent critical updates from the Windows Update site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The symptom of this issue is that after installing the patch on a Windows XP machine, all requests to ASP.NET applications running on the local IIS 5.1 web server result in an error message saying "Server Application Unavailable". Requests to remote web servers are unaffected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This issue only impacts installations running ASP.NET 1.0/2.0 on Windows XP. It does not impact machines running Windows 2000 or Windows Server 2003. It also does not impact machines running Windows XP with ASP.NET 1.1 installed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please note that this issue is not a security bug with ASP.NET. It does not open up or allow any malicious attacks against an ASP.NET application or server. Instead, it is purely a functional bug caused by the patch itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my case, I'm running a Microsoft.NET Framework v2.0.50727 along with IIS 5.1.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to "Start Debugging" my project yesterday and all I get was a "Server Application Unavailable" error code.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I went to check my Event Viewer (Control Panel &gt; Administrative Tools &gt; Event Viewer) for the error log, I got this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:auto; height:auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/Skwz4v5sgpI/AAAAAAAAANw/weK7EYXFLtY/s1600-h/Error.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 284px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/Skwz4v5sgpI/AAAAAAAAANw/weK7EYXFLtY/s320/Error.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353711107060826770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td style="border:1px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/Skw1w9F1-fI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/P1PaBDi2qf8/s1600-h/Error.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 284px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/Skw1w9F1-fI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/P1PaBDi2qf8/s320/Error.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353713172185741810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;size:3"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Solution:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?a2zmnmzyymv"&gt;this batch file&lt;/a&gt; and run it. The steps:&lt;br /&gt;1) You must be running as an account with Administrator privileges&lt;br /&gt;2) Double click the &lt;b&gt;fixup.cmd&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3) When prompted, enter &lt;b&gt;1pass@word&lt;/b&gt; as the password.&lt;br /&gt;4) If you have previously custom access control settings or database account permissions for the ASPNET account, you'll need to re-apply these settings now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are wondering what does the batch file does, it does the following:&lt;br /&gt;ile does the following:&lt;br /&gt;1) Stops the IIS and ASP.NET state services&lt;br /&gt;2) Deletes and recreates the ASPNET account with a known temporary password&lt;br /&gt;3) Uses the Windows runas command to launch an executable that creates an ASPNET user profile&lt;br /&gt;4) Re-registers ASP.NET. This creates a new random password for the account and applies default ASP.NET access control settings for it&lt;br /&gt;5) Restarts the IIS service&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After running the batch file, run the Aspnet_regiis.exe utility:&lt;br /&gt;1) Click &lt;b&gt;Start&lt;/b&gt;, and then click &lt;b&gt;Run&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2) In the &lt;b&gt;Open&lt;/b&gt; text box, type &lt;b&gt;cmd&lt;/b&gt;, and then press ENTER.&lt;br /&gt;3) At the command prompt, type the following, and then press ENTER:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;%windir%\Microsoft.NET\Framework\&lt;i&gt;version&lt;/i&gt;\aspnet_regiis.exe -i&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this path, &lt;i&gt;version&lt;/i&gt; represents the version number of the .NET Framework that you installed on your server. You must replace this placeholder with the actual version number when you type the command.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reference: &lt;a href="http://www.asp.net/learn/whitepapers/ms03-32-issue/"&gt;http://www.asp.net/learn/whitepapers/ms03-32-issue/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can get the version number from your Microsoft.NET Framework directory. For Windows XP it should be located here: "C:\WINDOWS\microsoft.net\framework"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your problem should be solved by now =) Hope it did helped you out. Cheers!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-5879219542447230402?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/5879219542447230402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/07/aspnet-iis-mapping-fixes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/5879219542447230402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/5879219542447230402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/07/aspnet-iis-mapping-fixes.html' title='[ASP.NET] IIS Mapping &amp; Fixes'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/Skwz4v5sgpI/AAAAAAAAANw/weK7EYXFLtY/s72-c/Error.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-2368909594954096940</id><published>2009-06-30T15:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T15:25:52.945+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><title type='text'>Extreme Games Library</title><content type='html'>Recently my friend created an all gaming forum for those who are in search of guide for the latest games you can think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you can't find the game you want in the forum, you can request for it and we will add it into the forum along with guides, walkthroughs and tips &amp; tricks or whatever you request for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, invite your gaming friends and join the Extreme Games Library @ &lt;a href="http://gamefreak.forumotion.com/forum.htm"&gt;http://gamefreak.forumotion.com/forum.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://gamefreak.forumotion.com/forum.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/Skm9ZCdfWqI/AAAAAAAAANo/wOs4slVakVA/s320/EGL.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353017869961484962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-2368909594954096940?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/2368909594954096940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/06/extreme-games-library.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/2368909594954096940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/2368909594954096940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/06/extreme-games-library.html' title='Extreme Games Library'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/Skm9ZCdfWqI/AAAAAAAAANo/wOs4slVakVA/s72-c/EGL.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-300196758292705332</id><published>2009-06-26T09:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T09:37:48.537+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moments'/><title type='text'>Micheal Jackson~ Rest in Peace~</title><content type='html'>Today, like every working morning. I would head over to thestar.com.my for my daily news feed, and the first thing I saw was a very huge headline announcing MJ is dead.. Soon after I've logged into MSN, Martin came and tell me about the news too..&lt;br /&gt;The King of Pop is no more~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The article can be found at The Star website or &lt;a href="http://edition.cnn.com/2009/SHOWBIZ/Music/06/25/jackson/index.html"&gt;CNN's website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Since young I've been listening to his songs and I've always liked the song entitled "You are not alone".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;*rest in peace*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SkQmIbnEw1I/AAAAAAAAANg/MNBcToud5Tw/s1600-h/mj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 292px; height: 219px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SkQmIbnEw1I/AAAAAAAAANg/MNBcToud5Tw/s320/mj.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351444183515448146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-300196758292705332?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/300196758292705332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/06/micheal-jackson-rest-in-peace.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/300196758292705332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/300196758292705332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/06/micheal-jackson-rest-in-peace.html' title='Micheal Jackson~ Rest in Peace~'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SkQmIbnEw1I/AAAAAAAAANg/MNBcToud5Tw/s72-c/mj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-6748281782440481807</id><published>2009-06-24T15:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T15:55:02.932+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><title type='text'>Programmer with a Hardcore Gaming Machine!!!</title><content type='html'>All these while, I knew I had a decent desktop computer to use in the office, but...&lt;br /&gt;I didn't knew it was a freaking &lt;b&gt;Hardcore Gaming Machine!!!&lt;/b&gt; Not only that, my office is equipped with a 4Mbps internet line!!!&lt;br /&gt;How can I ever concentrate on work??!! XD (but I still complete my works before deadline =P )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, here's my dxdiag info (I remove certain info for safety against hackers):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;System Information:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time of this report: 6/24/2009, 15:43:10&lt;br /&gt;   Operating System: Windows XP Professional (5.1, Build 2600) Service Pack 3&lt;br /&gt;           Language: English (Regional Setting: English)&lt;br /&gt;System Manufacturer: System manufacturer&lt;br /&gt;          Processor: Intel(R) Core(TM)2 Quad CPU    Q6600  @ 2.40GHz (4 CPUs)&lt;br /&gt;             Memory: 3328MB RAM&lt;br /&gt;          Page File: 1972MB used, 3238MB available&lt;br /&gt;    DirectX Version: DirectX 9.0c (4.09.0000.0904)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Display Devices:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Card name: NVIDIA GeForce 9500 GT&lt;br /&gt;     Manufacturer: NVIDIA&lt;br /&gt;        Chip type: GeForce 9500 GT&lt;br /&gt;         DAC type: Integrated RAMDAC&lt;br /&gt;   Display Memory: 512.0 MB&lt;br /&gt;     Current Mode: 1280 x 1024 (32 bit) (75Hz)&lt;br /&gt;          Monitor: Plug and Play Monitor&lt;br /&gt;  Monitor Max Res: 1600,1200&lt;br /&gt;   Driver Version: 6.14.0011.7779 (English)&lt;br /&gt;      DDI Version: 9 (or higher)&lt;br /&gt;     DDraw Status: Enabled&lt;br /&gt;       D3D Status: Enabled&lt;br /&gt;       AGP Status: Enabled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holyshit man!! How cool can anyone's office PC be?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-6748281782440481807?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/6748281782440481807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/06/programmer-with-hardcore-gaming-machine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/6748281782440481807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/6748281782440481807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/06/programmer-with-hardcore-gaming-machine.html' title='Programmer with a Hardcore Gaming Machine!!!'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-6658771855580682795</id><published>2009-06-22T17:43:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T18:17:38.082+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><title type='text'>[Prototype]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/Sj9X0Fu3bGI/AAAAAAAAANY/PmQT-N2r0Gc/s1600-h/wp_2_1024x768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 76px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/Sj9X0Fu3bGI/AAAAAAAAANY/PmQT-N2r0Gc/s320/wp_2_1024x768.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350091434743000162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cdn.prototypegame.com/prototype/us/index.html"&gt;Official Website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey all, I would like to update about my current gaming addiction.&lt;br /&gt;First of all, the game which I am addicted now is called &lt;b&gt;[Prototype]&lt;/b&gt; as I've stated in my previous entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is this game so addictive to me, you may ask.&lt;br /&gt;Well, this game takes place in Manhattan and along with the storyline, you could explore the whole of Manhattan at your leisure as this game is sandbox style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best of all is the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Parkour"&gt;Parkour&lt;/a&gt; skill of the character you're playing.&lt;br /&gt;Jump from rooftop to rooftop, run up a wall or a building, flip and toss yourself around Manhattan while attempting to evade a bunch of military helicopters and missiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, this game is not all about hack and slash. There are times where you have to disguise yourself to infiltrate military installations. Therefore, there's a touch of stealth play in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, the interesting part is where you gotta gather all of the memories in the Web of Intrigue (WoI from here on). What's the WoI? Well, you play as Alex Mercer who lost his memory after a virus outbreak incident (not gonna spoil anything). Alex Mercer have to consume related NPC to get their memories in order to piece together your lost memories, and you can view it as a video playback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the gameplay footage in HD (&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aJe08tDoAu8&amp;feature=related"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt; to view the normal video if your connection is slow):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/aJe08tDoAu8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;hd=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-nocookie.com/v/aJe08tDoAu8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S.:&lt;/b&gt; I forgotten to include body/corpse-surfing. Where you skate along the sidewalk using your victim's body ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-6658771855580682795?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/6658771855580682795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/06/prototype-in-depth-storyline.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/6658771855580682795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/6658771855580682795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/06/prototype-in-depth-storyline.html' title='[Prototype]'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/Sj9X0Fu3bGI/AAAAAAAAANY/PmQT-N2r0Gc/s72-c/wp_2_1024x768.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-7496911877488393077</id><published>2009-06-18T12:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T16:04:49.012+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><title type='text'>Current Addiction</title><content type='html'>My colleague has recently introduced an addictive game to me while we were chatting about anticipated games of 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This game: Prototype -- has totally gotten into me.&lt;br /&gt;It is a free roaming gory zombie human smashing game which will leave a sense of fulfillment and excitement in you.&lt;br /&gt;If you love Devil May Cry, then you'll die for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold; size:small;"&gt;*Just try it*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SjnChlE70GI/AAAAAAAAANQ/PvOwDGwpHSI/s1600-h/PROTOTYPE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SjnChlE70GI/AAAAAAAAANQ/PvOwDGwpHSI/s320/PROTOTYPE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348519914623455330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-7496911877488393077?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/7496911877488393077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/06/current-addiction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/7496911877488393077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/7496911877488393077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/06/current-addiction.html' title='Current Addiction'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SjnChlE70GI/AAAAAAAAANQ/PvOwDGwpHSI/s72-c/PROTOTYPE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-6637626656272277244</id><published>2009-05-21T11:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T16:49:39.618+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><title type='text'>Restaurant City</title><content type='html'>Recently, I've been addicted to this game by Playfish called Restaurant City.&lt;br /&gt;My buddy Kevin introduced me to this game long time ago, but I was addicted to Cabal at that time and had little interest in Facebook games.&lt;br /&gt;However, since I've given up on CabalSEA due to the sucky management, I was back on Facebook and was in Kevin's profile.&lt;br /&gt;I noticed his Restaurant City's badge there and I was like "what the heck, just give it a try", and little that I know, here I am now addicted to it. LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;I even influenced my dearie to it, now she's addicted to~&lt;br /&gt;If you're playing Restaurant City in Facebook, please add me up so we could trade ingredients: &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1160292784&amp;ref=profile"&gt;My Facebook Profile&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="font-size: small; font-weight:bold;"&gt;*Restaurant City by Playfish*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/ShTIQOxbdkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/56FmJsrI6HU/s1600-h/RC.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 182px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/ShTIQOxbdkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/56FmJsrI6HU/s320/RC.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338111639509759554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="font-size: small; font-weight:bold;"&gt;*My First 50.0 popularity achievement ^^*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/ShpbcuaLIHI/AAAAAAAAANI/cTZw41T_EQM/s1600-h/RC+First+50+Achievement.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/ShpbcuaLIHI/AAAAAAAAANI/cTZw41T_EQM/s320/RC+First+50+Achievement.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339680857253421170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-6637626656272277244?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/6637626656272277244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/05/restaurant-city.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/6637626656272277244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/6637626656272277244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/05/restaurant-city.html' title='Restaurant City'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/ShTIQOxbdkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/56FmJsrI6HU/s72-c/RC.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-6664326847284017908</id><published>2009-05-20T10:15:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T16:08:21.808+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moments'/><title type='text'>My 100th Blog post dedication</title><content type='html'>Wow.. can't believe I'm now writing my 100th blog post..&lt;br /&gt;anyway, since it's my 100th blog post, I would like to dedicate this entry to my 3 best buddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess one of the good thing about writing a personal blog is because I could really reflect on all the previous posts and see myself struggling through the times of bitterness and how &amp;amp; what I've learned from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started this blog on April 10th 2007, in total, I've accumulated 2 years of memories in this blog. Although I'm not a really successful blogger but the reason I blog is because it's a place where I can keep my memories and share my experiences with readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout this 2 years, I've faced my most difficult moment and when I read back about it, I find it kind of interesting too.&lt;br /&gt;My toughest moment in my life so far was during college where my dad and I wasn't exactly in good terms, partly is due to my stubborn and rebellious nature. However, it's not entirely my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this toughest moment, is where I found my true friends, which is Martin, Daniel and Kevin. No, in my eyes, they are all equal. It's not just because I mentioned who first or last makes them any less important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are the friends who stood by me during my worst moments, and truly understand my situation. They never abandoned me during the time I needed their help. I have to really go back to the past to explain about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not pointing to any specific person or incident, just treat what I'm going to say as a recollection of memory =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember that during college, I was still treated like a kid, being controlled strictly. Daily pocket money of only 5 Ringgit, and some days my parents would purposely drive over to my college just to have lunch with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I do admit that it is kind of embarrassing to have packed lunch in the car with parents in front of the college compound, while my friends and classmates are just passing by in front of the car. However, since I was still dependent on my parents, I have no say over it. The one word that applies is: PATIENCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The college I attend to was KDU College. They have this student card where we can debit certain amount of cash into it and use it to pay for food &amp;amp; drinks in the cafeteria. Since my parents found out about that function, they started doing that because they want to prevent me from using the money for cybercafe session or even going out with my friends. Since my pocket money was kind of scarce at that time, Martin, Daniel and Kevin didn't mind spending me drinks or even meals. What else can I say? I made a silent promise that when I have money, I would surely spend them back without hesitation, which what I'm doing now =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my parents last time are strict because they kept wanting me to study study and study. All study and no life. Not that I was a fail student, it's just that they want me to get straight A's because my results were either A or B+ which is not good enough. Even going out for a drink at the coffeeshops outside my college area with my friends is prohibited by them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, which is during this moment, I found my true friends who I can share my thoughts with and they supported me to get a life, even helped me to get one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember there are moments which they arrange some outings like karaoke or going for game session, they would help me think of an excuse to tell my parents just so I could go, or they would think of some place where my parents can't sneak up on me. Yea, kind of lifeless at that moment. I know my parents doings are for my own good, but at that time, I really needed a life to feel like a normal teenager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this moment, where I couldn't take it with my parents anymore, I blasted them over the phone that they are controlling me over the limit and not giving me a life. I told them I'm not going home and switched off my phone. Kevin and Daniel at that moment was going to catch a movie with other classmates, but because I really needed them to be here for me, they abandoned their movie and came back for me.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, all in all, if it weren't for those difficult moments I've went through during my life, I think I wouldn't be so appreciative towards the people I have and found. Maybe it's a blessing in disguise, or could just be plain luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 500px; height: auto;"&gt;&lt;tr style="width: 500px;"&gt;&lt;td style="width: 250px;text-align: center;text-size: small;font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Daniel &amp; Kevin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/ShN3KaaQZYI/AAAAAAAAAMg/6MTFvtwa6uY/s1600-h/Photo-0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/ShN3KaaQZYI/AAAAAAAAAMg/6MTFvtwa6uY/s320/Photo-0001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337741004136015234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 10px;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 250px;"&gt;Martin's picture is supposed to be here, but he has a 'rule' that prohibits his pictures from showing in any other places other than his own blog =.="&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-6664326847284017908?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/6664326847284017908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-100th-blog-post-dedication.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/6664326847284017908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/6664326847284017908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-100th-blog-post-dedication.html' title='My 100th Blog post dedication'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/ShN3KaaQZYI/AAAAAAAAAMg/6MTFvtwa6uY/s72-c/Photo-0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-5145868262246593111</id><published>2009-05-12T09:13:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T11:59:17.130+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Finally worth it!! or maybe not...</title><content type='html'>For the past 1 to 2 months, P1 WiMax has been the worst ISP I've ever subscribe to, and finally after some complaints, they've finally made my money worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The line has been a total disappointment for the past 2 months and I could barely connect to the Internet and even if I did get connected, the download/upload speed would be like 300/12 on Speedtest.net&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, after much waiting, finally I get a connection worth paying for, and I do hope this is permanent, not just some temporary speed boost after my complaints!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: small; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"&gt;*1.8 Mbps -- this is better be permanent*&lt;br /&gt;*11th May 2009*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SghKFnvQQEI/AAAAAAAAAMA/MpgoH5Yai9o/s1600-h/P1Speed.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334595219047333954" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SghKFnvQQEI/AAAAAAAAAMA/MpgoH5Yai9o/s320/P1Speed.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 181px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 301px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be testing the speed for the next few days to determine whether is it a fluctuation or a revolution. Stay tune if you're interested to find out, Cheers~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: small; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"&gt;*12th May 2009*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SgmVOPV60hI/AAAAAAAAAMI/diRJ_ZwjffE/s1600-h/P1.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334959305466237458" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SgmVOPV60hI/AAAAAAAAAMI/diRJ_ZwjffE/s320/P1.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 176px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 299px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: small; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"&gt;*20th May 2009*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: small; text-align: center;"&gt;I do not know since when I'm located in Singapore,&lt;br /&gt;but they recommended me to test it there.&lt;br /&gt;All I can say the speed remains impressive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/ShQSrh2EA-I/AAAAAAAAAMw/BUm22vry3T4/s1600-h/P1+Test.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337911997369680866" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/ShQSrh2EA-I/AAAAAAAAAMw/BUm22vry3T4/s320/P1+Test.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 173px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 298px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: small; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"&gt;*21st May 2009*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: small; text-align: center;"&gt;Yup, it's getting worse, just see the trend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/ShVkNuBiB9I/AAAAAAAAANA/J_-4XSP8La0/s1600-h/P1.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338283120173123538" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/ShVkNuBiB9I/AAAAAAAAANA/J_-4XSP8La0/s320/P1.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 172px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 298px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The connection is just getting worse day after day. This shows that P1 WiMax sucks! Since their connection is based on best effort, I think I'm gonna pay my bills based on best effort too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Related P1 WiMax topics:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/02/p1-wimax.html"&gt;P1 WiMAX&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/04/p1-wimax-coverage-abnormalities-or-just.html"&gt;P1 WiMAX abnormalities or just my luck&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally-worth-it_12.html"&gt;Finally worth it!! or maybe not...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/10/p1-hits-wall.html"&gt;P1 WiMAX Hits the wall&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-5145868262246593111?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/5145868262246593111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally-worth-it_12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/5145868262246593111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/5145868262246593111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally-worth-it_12.html' title='Finally worth it!! or maybe not...'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SghKFnvQQEI/AAAAAAAAAMA/MpgoH5Yai9o/s72-c/P1Speed.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-8649319148325120027</id><published>2009-05-07T11:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T11:34:40.211+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Final Destination 4: Death Trip 3D</title><content type='html'>Omg!! Final Destination in 3D!! Serious?!&lt;div&gt;I've been a huge fan of the Final Destination titles and this 3D better not be a let down!! This is gonna be a whole new level of experience. Imagine that!! Right in your face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;*Final Destination 4: Death Trip*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SgJU3Z5vkjI/AAAAAAAAALw/ZbThhHBVtoU/s1600-h/FD4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SgJU3Z5vkjI/AAAAAAAAALw/ZbThhHBVtoU/s320/FD4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332918219582706226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 18px; font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:13px;"&gt;Plot:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;"On what should have been a "typical day at the races" for McKinley Speedway, Nick O'Bannon (Bobby Campo) has a grisly premonition of a race car fatally crashing and sending debris into the stands, gruesomely killing his friends, and causing an overhang to collapse on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He awakens, not being able to shake the feeling of how real his vision appeared, he panics, and just in time, persuades the group of teenagers to leave the bleachers. Immediately afterward objects begin to fly into the public as his frightening dream turns into a tragic reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately for Nick, alongside his girlfriend Lori (Shantel VanSanten) and her best friend Janet (Haley Webb), this is only the beginning. As the survivors begin to die one-by-one in even more terrifying ways than they had originally, Nick must figure out how to cheat Death once and for all before he too reaches his final destination." (Source: Wikipedia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be in cinema August 2009!!&lt;div&gt;It'll definitely be on my *must-watch* list!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-8649319148325120027?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/8649319148325120027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/05/final-destination-4-death-trip-3d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/8649319148325120027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/8649319148325120027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/05/final-destination-4-death-trip-3d.html' title='Final Destination 4: Death Trip 3D'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SgJU3Z5vkjI/AAAAAAAAALw/ZbThhHBVtoU/s72-c/FD4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-6909571289244225776</id><published>2009-04-22T09:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T14:10:48.460+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Coffee -- Does it really helps?</title><content type='html'>I've been a coffee drinker since I was 4.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, it's no typo and you didn't see it wrong, Four.&lt;br /&gt;My father's mom first introduced coffee to me and immediately I took a liking towards coffee over chocolate drink.&lt;br /&gt;Ever since then, the number of cups of coffee I consume per day increase along with my age.&lt;br /&gt;At 18, I'm taking in 6 to 8 cups of coffee per day.&lt;br /&gt;However, I've reduced my coffee intake these days because my dear is watching my diet.&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm only taking coffee early in the morning and late at night before I sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I think it has became a routine for me to consume coffee early in the morning, as my mom was a heavy coffee drinker too but she's converted to a green tea-er.&lt;br /&gt;Although coffee doesn't work in keeping me awake but it's what I have to drink to get use in the morning, and also to get me to sleep at night.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you've read it right, I can't sleep without coffee.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*The Temptation*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/Se50nAYeLOI/AAAAAAAAAKg/PymLtbKRTMU/s320/coffee.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327323622692236514" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Furthermore, it is proven that coffee doesn't keep oneself awake. Check this article out: &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/health/6422279.stm"&gt;http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/health/6422279.stm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're too lazy to read a bunch of text, I'll just copy and excerpt of it here:&lt;div&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Those who drink a caffeinated drink first thing are no more alert than those who never consume one&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another reason to consume more coffee is that coffee provides you with antioxidants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is antioxidants you ask? Well read this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.articlesbase.com/coffee-articles/get-healthy-antioxidants-from-your-morning-coffee-701255.html"&gt;http://www.articlesbase.com/coffee-articles/get-healthy-antioxidants-from-your-morning-coffee-701255.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Antioxidants help to fight against cancer and to give our bodies other beneficial health benefits. Most antioxidants are found in tomatoes, grains, fruits, and vegetables.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and coffee contains more antioxidants than many other drinks: (&lt;a href="http://www.articlesbase.com/coffee-articles/get-healthy-antioxidants-from-your-morning-coffee-701255.html"&gt;same website as above&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What most people don’t know is that besides it rich taste it also has the ability to provide many healthful antioxidants than most other foods and drinks&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, hope this entry has helped out in whatever impression you've had about consuming coffee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-6909571289244225776?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/6909571289244225776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/04/coffee-does-it-really-helps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/6909571289244225776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/6909571289244225776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/04/coffee-does-it-really-helps.html' title='Coffee -- Does it really helps?'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/Se50nAYeLOI/AAAAAAAAAKg/PymLtbKRTMU/s72-c/coffee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-7718687395424026534</id><published>2009-04-20T12:36:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T14:23:36.900+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>I'm stucked in between.. help!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Scenario 1:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;- My dear invited me out so Sunway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- She's coming with her bestfriend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I have no transport, so I called my bestfriend along&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- My bestfriend didn't talk to them much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- My dear got indirectly offended because my bestfriend was cold towards my dear and her bestfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- However, my bestfriend and my dear bestfriend later on was talking alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- But my dear was still indirectly offended.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Scenario 2:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Met up with my bestfriend and his girlfriend with my dear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Sat in the restaurant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Only me and my bestfriend talked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- His girlfriend and my dear didn't talk at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- My dear was indirectly offended yet again now because my bestfriend didn't talked to her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Base on Scenario 1:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I've explained to my dear that Martin has high taste of girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Not to say he doesn't talk with not-so-good-looking girls, it is just he takes time to get use to them. He do have some not-so-good-looking girls as friends. It takes time and a few more outtings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I tried explaining, Martin's personality is cold. He got alot of enemies in college, I'm sure he himself agrees on that. However, once you get to know him, he's talkative and helpful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Base on Scenario 2:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- If my dear is angry till now just because Martin didn't talked to her, then I'm sure Martin's girlfriend is pretty angry with me too because I didn't talked to her as well. However, Martin's girlfriend is not, and I don't think she even cares whether did I talked to her or not because it is such a small matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know how did I sounded like in the way I explained above, but I didn't explain with sarcasm or in any angered mood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm using a calm tone expressing my explanation above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't do much if my dear and Martin won't want to settles things, because I don't control them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I just want to tell both of you that I'm very stressed-out because of this, and I don't need extra stresses on-top of my already stressed work life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope both of you understand, eventhough I know Martin is gonna say my stress is small potato, and my dear is gonna think that she has the right to be angry with Martin if she wants to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just need both of you to know that I'M REALLY STRESSED. I beg both of you to work things out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-7718687395424026534?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/7718687395424026534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-stucked-in-between-help.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/7718687395424026534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/7718687395424026534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-stucked-in-between-help.html' title='I&apos;m stucked in between.. help!!'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-8070838016680698075</id><published>2009-04-15T13:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T13:59:48.730+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>This is how the day after my birthday is like...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;It's my birthday yesterday.. I took the initiative to organize properly so I could make time to spend it with my beloved Dydy and also my best buddies and my mom's side family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;My birthday was on April 14th (Tuesday, yesterday).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;So, I spent my time with my dear by staying over at her place on Monday night so that I'm able to celebrate it with her the moment the clock strikes 12am, April 14th.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;She was happy, I was happy.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;I spent April 14th with her till around 6.45pm before I had to be home to get ready for the dinner which my aunt already pre-arranged for me a week ago.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;So, I was hoping that my dear would be understanding and be happy on my behalf since she and my aunt have a some complication.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;I went out with my aunt, and surprisingly my aunt also invited 3 of my best buddies...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;So, for me, I thought that all went well with both sides.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;Since after the dinner, I called my dear, she sounds fine to me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;However, today is a different story... sighs...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;I don't know why, but my dear seems to be in a bad mood.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;She then told me that actually she mind that she wasn't invited to the dinner last night and she even called my 3 best buddies names... sighs...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;I just don't understand...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;If she wants to hate my aunt or whatever, so be it, because my aunt and her really have some complicated misunderstandings...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;but why include my 3 best friends? what did they did?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;sighs...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;I don't know... I might as well do not have a birthday at all...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;I should've wished on my birthday that I do not have a birthday.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;Feel it in my shoes.. feel it. Feel what I am feeling today.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-8070838016680698075?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/8070838016680698075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-is-how-day-after-my-birthday-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/8070838016680698075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/8070838016680698075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-is-how-day-after-my-birthday-is.html' title='This is how the day after my birthday is like...'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-7110450221483285215</id><published>2009-04-15T13:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T13:58:44.889+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>Husband Store</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;A store that sells husbands has just opened in New York City , where a woman may go to choose a husband. Among the instructions at the entrance is a description of how the store operates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may visit the store ONLY ONCE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are six floors and the attributes of the men increase as the shopper ascends the flights. There is, however, a catch.... You may choose any man from a particular floor, or you may choose to go up a floor, but you cannot go back down except to exit the building!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, a woman goes to the Husband Store to find a husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the first floor the sign on the door reads:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Floor 1 - These men have jobs and love the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second floor sign reads:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Floor 2 - These men have jobs, love the Lord, and love kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third floor sign reads:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Floor 3 - These men have jobs, love the Lord, love kids, and are extremely good looking.&lt;br /&gt;'Wow,' she thinks, but feels compelled to keep going. She goes to the fourth floor and sign reads:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Floor 4 - These men have jobs, love the Lord, love kids, are drop-dead good looking and help with the housework.&lt;br /&gt;'Oh, mercy me!' she exclaims, 'I can hardly stand it!' Still, she goes to the fifth floor and sign reads:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Floor 5 - These men have jobs, love the Lord, love kids, are drop-dead gorgeous, help with the housework, and have a strong romantic streak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is so tempted to stay, but she goes to the sixth floor and the sign reads:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Floor 6 - You are visitor 4,363,012 to this floor. There are no men on this floor. This floor exists solely as proof that women are impossible to please. Thank you for shopping at the Husband Store.&lt;br /&gt;Watch your step as you exit the building, and have a niceday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Please send this to all men for a good laugh and to all the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;women who can handle the truth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-7110450221483285215?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/7110450221483285215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/04/husband-store.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/7110450221483285215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/7110450221483285215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/04/husband-store.html' title='Husband Store'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-2173650781108587688</id><published>2009-04-14T15:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T14:33:43.814+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moments'/><title type='text'>My tribute to Easter Day</title><content type='html'>True Love by Phil Wickham -- enjoy it =)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D3ZK5jHYuoU&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/D3ZK5jHYuoU&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;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-2173650781108587688?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/2173650781108587688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-tribute-to-easter-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/2173650781108587688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/2173650781108587688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-tribute-to-easter-day.html' title='My tribute to Easter Day'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-5373468628998092911</id><published>2009-04-13T17:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T17:18:28.728+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>PMS Mood Swings...</title><content type='html'>Something which have been bugging me most is my dear's PMS mood swings...&lt;div&gt;I don't know how much patience more do I have to take it occasionally every month, but it seems like during these period of time, she gets agitated easily and I have to apologize uncountable amount of times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Furthermore, there'll be times of HUGE argument if I run out of patience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, what is Menstrual Mood Swings?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here's some of the explanations which I found online:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;source:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.34-menopause-symptoms.com/menstrual-mood-swings.htm"&gt;http://www.34-menopause-symptoms.com/menstrual-mood-swings.htm&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I may not know how it feels to be a girl undergoing PMS but I can assure you nobody can understand what pressure and stress I'm undergoing. Definitely not the average stresses and pressures which normal 22 year old faces. If you say being a student is stressful, to me it's just child's play. How I wish I was stressing about assignment rather than the stuff which I'm stressing about now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just hope that my dear would be understanding enough to not show me her colors whenever she gets menstrual mood swings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-5373468628998092911?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/5373468628998092911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/04/pms-mood-swings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/5373468628998092911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/5373468628998092911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/04/pms-mood-swings.html' title='PMS Mood Swings...'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-3707371949191950328</id><published>2009-04-13T12:44:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T11:57:51.436+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>P1 WiMax Coverage Abnormalities or Just my luck?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've been feeling weird about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Recently, P1 WiMax had been undergoing service upgrade.&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like good news? well, not for me.&lt;br /&gt;They say they are expanding their coverage area and so I was hoping that they'll finally cover my area but instead... I got this after my upgrade:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SeLExH0-8nI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Ri7Ju4zf8oY/s320/Coverage.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 269px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324034057699258994" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My area is the circled red-part of the map above. The area without coverage =.="&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Before the upgrade, the highlighted red-part below wasn't in existance...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SeLExRuLBVI/AAAAAAAAAKA/ex6BfDtuzho/s320/untitled.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 270px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324034060355044690" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Therefore, even after the bloody upgrade, my area is left in a gap between the existing coverage area and the newly covered area... this sucks!! WTF!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Related P1 WiMax topics:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/02/p1-wimax.html"&gt;P1 WiMAX&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/04/p1-wimax-coverage-abnormalities-or-just.html"&gt;P1 WiMAX abnormalities or just my luck&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally-worth-it_12.html"&gt;Finally worth it!! or maybe not...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/10/p1-hits-wall.html"&gt;P1 WiMAX Hits the wall&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-3707371949191950328?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/3707371949191950328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/04/p1-wimax-coverage-abnormalities-or-just.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/3707371949191950328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/3707371949191950328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/04/p1-wimax-coverage-abnormalities-or-just.html' title='P1 WiMax Coverage Abnormalities or Just my luck?'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SeLExH0-8nI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Ri7Ju4zf8oY/s72-c/Coverage.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-3831052386014547211</id><published>2009-04-06T16:35:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T10:26:03.089+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outtings'/><title type='text'>Knowing</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/Sdm_OA6CCLI/AAAAAAAAAJY/0FTqPOgDYLM/s320/Knowing.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 296px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321494682197428402" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been awhile since my last sane entry. Well, I've not much to blog about, just a review of a movie which I've recently watched.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I watched Knowing with my fellow colleauges after our company dinner at 1U and we went to grab this ticket last minute as the Shinjuku Incident was selling fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've heard reviews from viewers and friends that this movie is not bad, so we decided to give it a try.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sound and video effects were great and I've no complain about it accept the ending, but I would still watch it the second time if given the chance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This movie holds come truth to it except the predicting the future and ending part. Watch it and you'll know what I mean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all, I would recommend you to watch this movie if you've watch "The Day the Earth Stood Still" and liked it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next movie which I'm anticipating and have the same genre as Knowing and The Day After Tomorrow is -- 2012.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've watched the trailer (&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ju4ytjeyj7g" target="_blank"&gt;2012 teaser trailer&lt;/a&gt;) and I'm really eager for it to be released.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SwnyoxDDCZI/AAAAAAAAAUo/VIt4Qtne-D8/s1600/2012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SwnyoxDDCZI/AAAAAAAAAUo/VIt4Qtne-D8/s320/2012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407119609809799570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There are a few rumors about 2012:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1) It is said  that the Mayan Calendar ends in the year 2012, 23rd December, and this show is about what will occur when that happens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2)There is also a rumor that during December 21, 2012, our Solar System will align with our Galaxy(Milky Way) center.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3) Last but not least, there are prediction that our Solar System's Planet X (a.k.a Nibiru) will make a return to our Solar System causing gravitational disruption. The many facts about Planet X (Nibiru): &lt;a href="http://yowusa.com/planetx/" target="_blank"&gt;http://yowusa.com/planetx/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-3831052386014547211?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/3831052386014547211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/04/knowing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/3831052386014547211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/3831052386014547211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/04/knowing.html' title='Knowing'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/Sdm_OA6CCLI/AAAAAAAAAJY/0FTqPOgDYLM/s72-c/Knowing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-4253717482508963895</id><published>2009-03-30T23:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T23:31:19.085+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>A period of loneliness</title><content type='html'>Recently, I've been feeling lonely... I do not mean lonely as in literally but emotionally...&lt;div&gt;Take last Saturday for instance.. I was supposed to decide whether should I invite my two best buddies to my poolside party, but because there was some conflict between my parents and my best buddies last time.. I was in a dilemma..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I told Dydy that I wanted to invite them because without them it would be rather dull.. because if they weren't there, Martin and my college friends wouldn't get alone, as my two buddies are something like a bridge connecting them... so I insisted on inviting them.. However, Dydy told me that my parents do not allow me to invite them but then I wondered to myself, why in the first place they asked me to decide whether to invite them or not when they do not want them there... So I tried to sort things out with my parents but ended up arguing with them.. then I thought that my dear would side me and comfort me but instead she got mad at me for arguing with my parents, insisted that I apologize and called me childish and kiddish..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was deeply scarred by her words.. I felt so lonely that I'm left alone by the two sides whom I thought loved me the most...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was another day that I felt that loneliness..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was chatting with my dear online and asking her about some hotel bookings stuff for our Australia trip in May, but she seems eager to go offline to play her games instead because she said being online on Skype makes the game lag and crash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So from her messages in Skype I could feel that she's annoyed by me asking about the hotel stuffs and just wanted to offline because she states that she wants to go offline twice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end, she just ended with a "love you, bye".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Normally she would be like "alrite, anything message me on Skype ya" "love you dearie" and etc, you know, those lovey-dovey stuff.. but this time is just like "love you, bye"... So, of course I felt like the game is more important than me... Sigh.. even now as I'm writing this entry... I'm writing this out of loneliness and disappointment.. normally now we would be chatting over the phone or Skype...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well... I guess I'll just sign off here...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-4253717482508963895?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/4253717482508963895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/03/period-of-loneliness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/4253717482508963895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/4253717482508963895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/03/period-of-loneliness.html' title='A period of loneliness'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-5797758721385359993</id><published>2009-03-23T09:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T09:57:22.113+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Forum Flaming, come read about it.</title><content type='html'>I've been in CabalSEA forum recently and there many flame being thrown at me just because I told off some kid that they've went off-topic.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The main thread is here: &lt;a href="http://forums.asiasoftsea.net/showthread.php?t=586089"&gt;http://forums.asiasoftsea.net/showthread.php?t=586089&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, the flaming starts here:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://forums.asiasoftsea.net/showthread.php?t=586089&amp;amp;page=5"&gt;http://forums.asiasoftsea.net/showthread.php?t=586089&amp;amp;page=5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://forums.asiasoftsea.net/showthread.php?t=586089&amp;amp;page=5"&gt;http://forums.asiasoftsea.net/showthread.php?t=586089&amp;amp;page=6&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://forums.asiasoftsea.net/showthread.php?t=586089&amp;amp;page=5"&gt;http://forums.asiasoftsea.net/showthread.php?t=586089&amp;amp;page=7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://forums.asiasoftsea.net/showthread.php?t=586089&amp;amp;page=5"&gt;http://forums.asiasoftsea.net/showthread.php?t=586089&amp;amp;page=8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://forums.asiasoftsea.net/showthread.php?t=586089&amp;amp;page=5"&gt;http://forums.asiasoftsea.net/showthread.php?t=586089&amp;amp;page=9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://forums.asiasoftsea.net/showthread.php?t=586089&amp;amp;page=10"&gt;http://forums.asiasoftsea.net/showthread.php?t=586089&amp;amp;page=10&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://forums.asiasoftsea.net/showthread.php?t=586089&amp;amp;page=10"&gt;http://forums.asiasoftsea.net/showthread.php?t=586089&amp;amp;page=11&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I can be sure that I'm not those ah beng / kiddish type that uses foul language when being attacked verbally. Futhermore, I'm being attacked 3 on 1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-5797758721385359993?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/5797758721385359993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/03/forum-flaming-come-read-about-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/5797758721385359993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/5797758721385359993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/03/forum-flaming-come-read-about-it.html' title='Forum Flaming, come read about it.'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-8991108769901864157</id><published>2009-03-17T11:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T12:01:43.105+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>My first taste of manual... is a pain =.="</title><content type='html'>Today I had my first driving lesson in a manual car. Surprisingly I handled it quite smoothly, only 3 times the car brokedown.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 time was when I first tried out the clutch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 time was when I was up the hill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 time was when I forgotten to press the clutch before I break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I hate is that there's no power steering, but it was still ok, not too hard to handle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The clutch part was surprisingly easy. I thought it would be hard to do balancing as I've heard from many people that people normally fail in the 'bukit' part (slope), but to me, it was a piece of cake or maybe my instructor is good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well.. I've got 5 more lessons to go before my exam on 30th of this month. Hopefully I'll be able to get used to manual soon as I've drove AMT far too many times and got used to it, lol XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-8991108769901864157?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/8991108769901864157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-first-taste-of-manual-is-pain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/8991108769901864157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/8991108769901864157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-first-taste-of-manual-is-pain.html' title='My first taste of manual... is a pain =.=&quot;'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-7786329060008134800</id><published>2009-02-24T18:42:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T11:56:31.129+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>P1 WiMax</title><content type='html'>Today during lunch hour, I went back to my home area for lunch.So happen I saw P1 had a stall set up at the side of the road to promote their service at my area.Upon knowing that my area is now under the coverage of P1, I immediately sign up for the 15-days trial period which doesn't require you to pay even a single cent upfront.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After work &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(which is now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I came home and tested out the new connection. Although the signal color on my P1 modem shows that it is weak &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(red)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, but it was still fast as I only need about 5 seconds to load the login page of Blogger &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(maybe cache?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"The P1 RM 99 package comes with a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LAN cable, adapter and the modem."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SaPQfKypRzI/AAAAAAAAAIw/3gGpSUtscZI/s320/Photo-0082.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 271px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306314019863873330" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I took the RM99/month package which is a 1-year subscribtion contract which I have to add-on an additional RM20/month on-top of the RM99/month for the modem for a year, that is if I decide to stick with P1 after the 15-days trial period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The installation is hassle free, except the fact that they recommend you to place the modem near the window. I find this request quite ridiculous because I do not have any plugs near the window in my room... and furthermore, their power adapter wire is quite short as you could see in the picture above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You could make this connection wireless by simply plugging the LAN cable which is connected to the P1 modem to a wireless router &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(as told by the salesman)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Well.. so far, my area at Seksyen 17... The connection sucks =( well... to bad for me I guess... since their transmission tower is quite far from me... My say is.. unless your area is listed as a hotzone, don't get it.. Just because the epicenter of the transmission might be near your area, but it doesn't mean you could get blazing fast speed... I'm gonna cancel mine tomorrow unless they can promise me a minimum of 1mb by the end of this week..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;=======================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Test Results (26-02-09):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;=======================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Test result from P1 Speedometer"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SaaFMG7zIYI/AAAAAAAAAI4/TkzsdjgONH4/s320/P1Test.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307075653969060226" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Test results from Speedtest.Net"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"First Run - I could get 3.8mbps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;despite the signal color is red"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SaaFMKN0D6I/AAAAAAAAAJA/45TkOEC6HFs/s320/SpeedTest01.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 136px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307075654849925026" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Second Run =.=" I guess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the line is fluctuating.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SaaFMRKjCzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/p3YgzpGnZag/s320/SpeedTest02.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 136px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307075656715275058" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I decided to use the P1 yet again even after I ranted about it, as you can see, the screenshots are taken a day after I created this entry. I'm left with no choice but to adhere to P1 service because Maxis has throttled by broadband connection since Maxis only allows a pitiful 3GB/month limit. To my surprise, the P1 connection turns out to be quite fast. I could enjoy a game of Cabal without delays and I could also join various Left 4 Dead games on Garena without severe lagness. One thing I notice about the P1 service is that, the longer you use it, the more stable it becomes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I stumbled upon this blog while surfing around UCPRO forum, because I was reading my friend's blog in UCPRO. They were discussing about the much anticipated P1 WiMax service. It is very in-depth. So for a more in-depth review of the P1 WiMax service, you can visit this blogger's blog:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1.0) &lt;a href="http://prasys.co.cc/2008/12/p1-wimax-review-part-one/"&gt;P1 Review - Part One&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1.1) &lt;a href="http://prasys.co.cc/2008/12/p1-wimax-review-part-two/"&gt;P1 Review - Part Two&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For definition of connection throttling:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2.0) &lt;a href="http://prasys.co.cc/2008/10/the-throttling-the-truth-behind-it/"&gt;The Throttling &amp;amp; The Truth Behing It&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Related P1 WiMax topics:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/02/p1-wimax.html"&gt;P1 WiMAX&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/04/p1-wimax-coverage-abnormalities-or-just.html"&gt;P1 WiMAX abnormalities or just my luck&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally-worth-it_12.html"&gt;Finally worth it!! or maybe not...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/10/p1-hits-wall.html"&gt;P1 WiMAX Hits the wall&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-7786329060008134800?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/7786329060008134800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/02/p1-wimax.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/7786329060008134800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/7786329060008134800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/02/p1-wimax.html' title='P1 WiMax'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SaPQfKypRzI/AAAAAAAAAIw/3gGpSUtscZI/s72-c/Photo-0082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-6715891120556702726</id><published>2009-02-14T12:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T12:50:13.319+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Distance...</title><content type='html'>I'm beginning to realize that my friends who I treated them as best friends are becoming more distant..&lt;div&gt;They seldom joke, talk and even care less of my participation in their activities..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the way they replies me nowadays are all one sentence then done, there's no humour in it like it used to be...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just because that I'm in a relationship now doesn't mean that I have to be treated this way.. Does it mean that if I want to join them, I have to be single? Doesn't make sense to me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aren't friends supposed to accept each other through thick and thin? Aren't friends supposed to be supportive and lend a helping hand when we need them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or are friends just there when you are like them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't understand.. I've always been a "once a friend, forever a friend" kind of person and I still am now.. but it seems that my friends are giving me the 'cold-shoulders'...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-6715891120556702726?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/6715891120556702726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/02/distance.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/6715891120556702726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/6715891120556702726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/02/distance.html' title='Distance...'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-1385188139390625618</id><published>2009-01-05T10:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T12:06:11.476+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Commitments</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SWQp6Z_ll3I/AAAAAAAAAIc/37YuvaqEKfk/s1600-h/bills.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, the long awaited December has passed by... A month filled with public holidays I would say..&lt;div&gt;I personally enjoyed the month of December because there's little works and managers/superiors are on leave &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;* ;-) *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the start of this month, January, I'm supposed to be appointed as a confirmed staff in my currect company and hopefully a pay-rise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although at my age, most guys would still be study-bound but in my case, I've already started working for my future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wouldn't say it's because I cant study or I'm bad in studies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ask any of my college friends and they'll proof you wrong if you think I fail in studies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just because some complications occured and now I'm here today. No no, it has nothing to do with my owing anyone money &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;=.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dont get the wrong idea...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I've already been working a year plus. I started off as a Graphic Designer in an advertising firm and found that my interest still lies in programming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Therefore, I seeked for a job in this sector, as a programmer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I'm a programmer for 3 months already and I'm really happy for this job, because it's flexible and most of all, the people here are friendly and there are no office politics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm approaching 22 years of age this April 2009 and I'm already slowly getting filled up with commitments, although it's not much compared to many people, but it's already alot for my current capability.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gonna get a car soon, which means I've to worry about petrol spendings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I'm gonna be pumping petrol alot, I'm already applying for a credit card &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*no no, not plat ok!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's already a commitment of petrol spendings and credit card bills + annual fees &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*will try to make them waive the annual fees off =P *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moreover, I'm already in the process of converting my number into a postpaid line and I'm also sub-ing a line for my dear. Which means extra monthly fees commitment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;*bills bills &amp;amp; more bills*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SWQp6Z_ll3I/AAAAAAAAAIc/37YuvaqEKfk/s320/bills.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288397945826547570" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 112px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In total, I have like 3 commitments so far and not to mention I've to give my grandfather pocket money and also contribute to me and my dear's joint account.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To weigh it all, I've quite a handful of commitments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No wonder adults keep telling us not to be in a hurry to grow up. However, I like the feeling of earning my own cash &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;$$ *ka-ching =P *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, we all have to grow up someday, as time will not stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, cheers to the New Year and cheers to the many opportunities ahead of us!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-1385188139390625618?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/1385188139390625618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/01/commitments.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/1385188139390625618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/1385188139390625618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2009/01/commitments.html' title='Commitments'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SWQp6Z_ll3I/AAAAAAAAAIc/37YuvaqEKfk/s72-c/bills.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-5030403526437940706</id><published>2008-12-22T10:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T12:09:56.696+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Season Greetings!!</title><content type='html'>Hey all, it's that time of the year again where we can feel the cheers and joy of Christmas in the air.&lt;div&gt;Christmas carols are once again heard everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's kind of funny, but I find that my favourite festival o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;f the year is actually Christmas because I can really feel the cheer and joy in the air.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a kind of really uplifting feeling where I feel like everything is ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I really hope my company issue me my paycheque as soon as possible because I need to do a few stuff with it and also not forgetting Christmas shopping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than that, I'm looking forward to be a confirm staff of the company by January.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've recently watched Yes Man in Cineleisure. It was ok but just that there were quite a number of scenes which were cut and the ending was especially "potong" &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;*a.k.a. sucks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;*Yes Man starring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Jim Carrey*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SU8JulBykcI/AAAAAAAAAIM/zny0GP--V4w/s320/Yes-Man.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 269px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282451583747133890" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I personally don't recommend watching it in the cinema because of the censorred scences. Therefore, I think it's best to get a DVD&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;* ;-) you know what I mean*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and watch it at home because no doubt, it's quite hilarious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than that, I think the movie Ip man &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*it's pronounce as yip-mhan, not I-P Man!! and it has nothing to do with Internet Protocol!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is really great, espeacially the fight scenes and you just gotta watch it with a very good sound system or in a THX hall!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Additionally, this movie contains a few hilarious part, as in funny conversations and scenes. I really recommend you all to watch it&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;* =D *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;*IP Man starring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Donnie Yen*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SU8K0G3O9II/AAAAAAAAAIU/GBXofqQjPlE/s320/img_Ip_Man.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 253px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282452778240636034" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, nothing much, guess I'll just sign off here. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to all who are here, Cheers~!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-5030403526437940706?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/5030403526437940706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2008/12/season-greetings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/5030403526437940706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/5030403526437940706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2008/12/season-greetings.html' title='Season Greetings!!'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SU8JulBykcI/AAAAAAAAAIM/zny0GP--V4w/s72-c/Yes-Man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-2128955409676311925</id><published>2008-12-12T10:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T11:22:19.705+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Work stress</title><content type='html'>Recently... a programmer just resigned from my company...&lt;div&gt;that leaves me as the ONLY programmer in this company...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought that it won't affect me much as I've already have assigned jobs... but guess I was wrong...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just last wednesday and today, 3 person just assigned me with new projects on top of my on-going project...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I hate most is, these 3 people keep pestering me, "So, when are you gonna finish your current project and start on mine?".. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*!@#$#$#%*!* (translate: FUCK OFF!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I asked when are they gonna recruit a new programmer to take over the vacant position, they say &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Dunno"&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes... I'll find myself staring at my workload and compare it to my salary slip... and ask myself &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Is this worth it...?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Sigh... I really hope that they hire a new programmer soon and hope they confirm me sooner... as I really want a salary &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RISE &lt;/span&gt;for the amount of crap I'm doing!! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;*those shitheads better increase the number on my salary by at least 300!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, Season Greetings and a Happy New Year =D Cheers~!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-2128955409676311925?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/2128955409676311925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2008/12/work-stress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/2128955409676311925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/2128955409676311925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2008/12/work-stress.html' title='Work stress'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-1775286018041037232</id><published>2008-07-29T17:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T17:17:52.656+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>Before &amp; After Marriage</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Here's a funny message which got forwarded to my email~&lt;br /&gt;It's funny~ Check it out =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:maroon;"&gt;Before marriage....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:maroon;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He: Yes. At last. It was so hard to wait.&lt;br /&gt;She: Do you want me to leave?&lt;br /&gt;He: No! Don't even think about it.&lt;br /&gt;She: Do you love me?&lt;br /&gt;He: Of course! Over and over!&lt;br /&gt;She: Have you ever cheated on me?&lt;br /&gt;He: No! Why are you even asking?&lt;br /&gt;She: Will you kiss me?&lt;br /&gt;He: Every chance I get.&lt;br /&gt;She: Will you hit me?&lt;br /&gt;He: Are you crazy! I'm not that kind of person!&lt;br /&gt;She: Can I trust you?&lt;br /&gt;He: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;She: Darling! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:maroon;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;After marriage....&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Simply read from bottom to top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-1775286018041037232?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/1775286018041037232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2008/07/funny-joke-before-marriage-after.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/1775286018041037232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/1775286018041037232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2008/07/funny-joke-before-marriage-after.html' title='Before &amp; After Marriage'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-7703186048503215379</id><published>2008-06-24T16:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T17:25:23.391+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Skin Food Display @ MV</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June 23 '08:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memoir..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was a very tiring, aching, sticky and smelly (due to excessive sweating =P) night..&lt;br /&gt;I'll start ranting from the moment I entered office~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boss asked me to un-crumple a roll of paper stream and I looked at her with wide eyes~ because the stream was about 10 meters in length~&lt;br /&gt;but what can I do.. so I started un-crumpling the stream~ It took me two whole hours to do it =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's practically nothing to do other than waiting for the delivery van workers to come to transfer the Skin Food props to MidValley~&lt;br /&gt;After the van workers came, I hang around the office for awhile to wait for my boss and colleagues for dinner~&lt;br /&gt;After dinner me and Daniel went to 1U to waste some time at the arcade while waiting for 10.30, so that we could fetch our boss and head to MidValley to do the display setup which is in the North Court~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started to place and decorate the display case with the props we brought and with the products the client brought~&lt;br /&gt;It took us a whole four hours, from 11.30pm till 3.30am to finish it with a satisfying outcome for the client~&lt;br /&gt;Actually we could be done with it fast if it's not for the client~&lt;br /&gt;"oh, it's too dull", "it's too cluttered", "it's too empty", "it's this", "it's that"~ Pay so little wanna request so much~ bunch of kiam siap ppl~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the process of decorating the display case~&lt;br /&gt;There's this weird space-like sound coming from the inside of MidValley but dunno where is it from~&lt;br /&gt;So when my boss and the clients went out for a smoke, I went to look around for the sound, and I found it =P it's actually the palm reading machine thing~&lt;br /&gt;So I just switch it off and peace at last =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;*starting to decorate the display case*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SGC4xwNBjzI/AAAAAAAAACo/Ps8SXOVOHo4/s1600-h/Photo-0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SGC4xwNBjzI/AAAAAAAAACo/Ps8SXOVOHo4/s320/Photo-0003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215371533387665202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*finally~ done decorating, four hours later*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SGC4yG5iEOI/AAAAAAAAACw/u2P8YiQTac0/s1600-h/Photo-0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SGC4yG5iEOI/AAAAAAAAACw/u2P8YiQTac0/s320/Photo-0009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215371539479924962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-7703186048503215379?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/7703186048503215379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2008/06/skin-food-display-mv.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/7703186048503215379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/7703186048503215379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2008/06/skin-food-display-mv.html' title='Skin Food Display @ MV'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/SGC4xwNBjzI/AAAAAAAAACo/Ps8SXOVOHo4/s72-c/Photo-0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-7829193740099304875</id><published>2008-05-07T14:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T17:35:28.095+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Friends~</title><content type='html'>Dear Memoir,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now, I was just thinking of friends as a subject.&lt;br /&gt;I used to have a group of great friends hanging out together for basketball and 'yam cha' session.&lt;br /&gt;and I realize (long ago not only lately) that the 'group' seems to be thinning...&lt;br /&gt;some friends moved on and new ones joins in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I msg them or sms them, they'll either reply "Hey yo man! Long time no c", dat's all... =.=" or no reply at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the old ones moved on... it hurts knowing that we wouldn't see them as often anymore...&lt;br /&gt;when the we meet new friends, we hope they'll be our next 'great group of friends'...&lt;br /&gt;but when reality hits... we'll realize that we only have a handful of real friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently, apart from my 3 best buddies, I've met 3 new friends thru d business brat (Martin). These 3 new friends are, a fatty producer (Joe), a retarded ninja (John), and a poisonous venom (Jian Hong). &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;*Nicknames created courtesy of the business brat.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to sum it up, we have 3 jokers joining our group and it doesn't seems that bad. at least we're getting good laughs every time we all meet up. Thanks to the presence of the retarded ninja, we have someone to joke about =P *thanks John*&lt;br /&gt;aren't we bad? =P &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;*note: no emotions or feelings were hurt during the meet up =P*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the business brat seems to be retiring from speeding, I'm losing interest in flooring the pedal too... it's also because I want keep myself safe, so I can be with my 'someone' &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(Mart, I know u're either laughing or puking =P I know u well)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, cheers to my 3 best buddies and those 3 jokers =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-7829193740099304875?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/7829193740099304875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2008/05/friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/7829193740099304875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/7829193740099304875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2008/05/friends.html' title='Friends~'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-1252267148344335107</id><published>2008-04-10T13:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T13:53:36.193+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><title type='text'>Lame Entry~</title><content type='html'>Dear memoir..... I've not wrote much on you frequently these days~&lt;br /&gt;it's bcoz Blogger do not have application such as 'fluff', 'superpoke', &amp;amp; 'friends for sale'.....&lt;br /&gt;I'm also feeling a lil' bad for paying so lil' attention to friendster.....&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry Friendster..... for treating you like a letter-box.....&lt;br /&gt;but at d moment, u're one~ bcoz I'm only using your message feature these days.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened nowadays.....&lt;br /&gt;d only thing I look forward to is my 21st Birthday this coming Monday (14th April)!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I meant d present n d party~ =P&lt;br /&gt;A lot of peepz might think that turning 21 means u have total freedom~&lt;br /&gt;NooOOooOOoo~&lt;br /&gt;it's nothing like dat unless u're a "yee sai jo"~&lt;br /&gt;translation; those lye down shake leg, open hands take money from parents peepz~ =P&lt;br /&gt;sorry if I'm too straightforward~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, like I was saying~&lt;br /&gt;turning 21 doesn't mean total freedom or clubbing 24/7~&lt;br /&gt;it means more responsibility~ more burden~&lt;br /&gt;people will start expecting much from u~&lt;br /&gt;to be a more responsible person, to be mature~&lt;br /&gt;to be more respectful n more respect for others~&lt;br /&gt;n of coz, dat also mean if u broke d law, u'll get sued in court like an adult~&lt;br /&gt;u're ain't a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;juvenile&lt;/span&gt; anymore!! wake up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol~ too much~ =P&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* can't believe I'm already 21..... so fast~&lt;br /&gt;I could still recall my high school days~ so carefree~&lt;br /&gt;but, no matter~ although I'm 21, I dun look 21~ so I dun feel old at all =P&lt;br /&gt;people still says I still have a teen look (17/18/19)..... serious wei~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously~&lt;br /&gt;it's damn 'sien' nowdays.....&lt;br /&gt;lepak @ McD, going 1U n Cineleisure for movies, go cyber cafe,&lt;br /&gt;hangout @ Starbucks, go MidValley / Gardens, Pavilion, n making nite trips up Genting juz for tea n d air~&lt;br /&gt;sigh~ I think d next time, we'll go over to Mart's to shabu-shabu 3am in d morning~&lt;br /&gt;dat'll be something different~ =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think I'll sign off here..... hope u've enjoyed reading this lame entry~ Cheers all~!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2099256977295884845-1252267148344335107?l=benlskysong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/feeds/1252267148344335107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2008/04/lame-entry.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/1252267148344335107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2099256977295884845/posts/default/1252267148344335107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlskysong.blogspot.com/2008/04/lame-entry.html' title='Lame Entry~'/><author><name>L. Benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13522804669962371990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2TcYg0MqZU/TiCTmWmuS8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/t5mY7zN5VT8/s220/Me%2B%2526%2BWife.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2099256977295884845.post-4320251335892532455</id><published>2008-03-26T16:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T17:02:38.203+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><title type='text'>Random Ranting</title><content type='html'>Dear Memoir,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time since I wrote on u~ =P&lt;br /&gt;wateva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, there's quite a few new stuffs that happened the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;We went to d Colbie Caillat's concert @ Laundry Bar, The Curve.&lt;br /&gt;we were standing on the second floor bridge while waiting for the concert to start,&lt;br /&gt;then we saw a couple of guards coming our way and Colbie Caillat just walked past right in front of us just like that *click*~&lt;br /&gt;and I thought it's juz "another AngMo~",&lt;br /&gt;then a few seconds later I was like "OMG, it was Colbie Caillat!!"&lt;br /&gt;I took her for another AngMo... *sweat* lol~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/R-oaHKxDnUI/AAAAAAAAABw/GYhaCmck8nc/s1600-h/Colbie+Caillat+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__j9vByMcGdE/R-oaHKxDnUI/AAAAAAAAABw/GYhaCmck8nc/s320/Colbie+Caillat+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181983031694695746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"at the Colbie Caillat concert above Laundry Bar"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were expecting her to sing her famous hit ~Bubbly~ as the first song,&lt;br /&gt;but she sang "Realize" instead.. so, we waited~&lt;br /&gt;then she kept on singing other of her songs...&lt;br /&gt;we were hungry... so we were like "wateva"~&lt;br /&gt;we went to Kenny Rodgers, ordered our dinner, then only she sang ~Bubbly~&lt;br /&gt;we were like "wat the fish~ =.=' "&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we just sat there, listening to the echo of ~Bubbly~...&lt;br /&gt;and then we ciao-ed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that basically sums up the concert...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few days passed and I found Cabal~&lt;br /&gt;woo~ nice online game... but after a few days... sien~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mart have been taking his nephew out to cyber-cafe every Saturday...&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes if my work is done early, I'll go there n "own" them on CS~&lt;br /&gt;wahahahaha~ oops... =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Times Square the other day for the Cabal official opening~&lt;br /&gt;I knew kl was famous among the "lala and ah-lians"~&lt;br /&gt;dun ask me why they're called "lala"~ I dun even know wat it means...&lt;br /&gt;all I know is they usually hav hair that covers one side of their eyes, dye-ed with outstanding colors, dresses up like a Jap (with those spiked collar, long chain hanging from their pants, u get d idea)...&lt;br /&gt;FYI, lala is for males, and ah-lian for females...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what I was trying to say was, Times Square have became a nest for them~&lt;br /&gt;it's like a zoo of all kinds~ I'm so bad =P  *forgive me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it's wayyyyy boring there @ d event...&lt;br /&gt;not to say boring, but there's just nothing to do other than getting a goodie bag...&lt;br /&gt;looking at other players showing off their high level character
