tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-65036449157217590092024-03-13T12:08:18.886+08:00Funky FroJorgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15177693282619324757noreply@blogger.comBlogger82125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6503644915721759009.post-69062007784859755952011-09-29T16:21:00.001+08:002011-09-29T16:21:44.617+08:00I’m Just Being Random 29/9/2011<p align="center"><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-D2BtExIBb24/ToQqLfTMM5I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bxAv_k8oE9I/s1600-h/image%25255B7%25255D.png"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="image" border="0" alt="image" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-itWws8UBWss/ToQqOd_PVNI/AAAAAAAAA-c/FdggdVvp4ms/image_thumb%25255B3%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="411" height="313"></a> </p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center">My friend found this gigantic ant in his living room. Freaking huge! He named it Godzilla lol. This is actually a forest ant which is one of the biggest ants in the world. </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-6XHlIuWvQ70/ToQqPmy36xI/AAAAAAAAA-g/M1knbybOfJQ/s1600-h/250920112327%25255B2%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="250920112327" border="0" alt="250920112327" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-cT8hOZ_z9k8/ToQqQwUw-wI/AAAAAAAAA-k/8RnfxNcdFLE/250920112327_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244"></a> <a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-rxZp4TKqwds/ToQqSFNvWjI/AAAAAAAAA-o/1xOUxVwYptg/s1600-h/250920112328%25255B2%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="250920112328" border="0" alt="250920112328" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-hTUHmbylUbQ/ToQqTVbkhfI/AAAAAAAAA-s/248AHYfPr28/250920112328_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244"></a> </p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-a3rjl4Hq_gE/ToQqWOD-rQI/AAAAAAAAA-w/e0I0uArQyx0/s1600-h/image%25255B6%25255D.png"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="image" border="0" alt="image" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-g092uiNyzfU/ToQqZNk0EhI/AAAAAAAAA-0/G0Kxpz2PB4U/image_thumb%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="261" height="382"></a> </p> <p align="center">This is the Michelin Man pendrive. My friend’s dad’s. Very nice. I prefer the KAWS version though.</p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-RsjzX2hPgSQ/ToQqaQbBOYI/AAAAAAAAA-4/EwW3yMiihJk/s1600-h/270920112334%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="270920112334" border="0" alt="270920112334" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-FHjCfqL2pM0/ToQqbqnTdoI/AAAAAAAAA-8/FLfsScr_FsA/270920112334_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="284" height="372"></a> </p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center">Cute cat beside me purring for my fettucini cabonara at the cafe.</p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-Grf5ITNlUTo/ToQqdzYyqJI/AAAAAAAAA_A/WVKimEWvPGg/s1600-h/290920112339%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="290920112339" border="0" alt="290920112339" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-vf3WcwRsWKA/ToQqfFBu-kI/AAAAAAAAA_E/5-Hm56YE6QA/290920112339_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="404" height="308"></a> </p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-Am14oxNf5kg/ToQqhsqcy5I/AAAAAAAAA_I/yYKm7LNQe8k/s1600-h/290920112340%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="290920112340" border="0" alt="290920112340" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-6QXwmZj9tDI/ToQqi7RfeWI/AAAAAAAAA_M/ovK59KdgAKE/290920112340_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="407" height="313"></a></p> <p align="center">I hate house lizards very much. They always like to roam and shit around in my office. They destroy electrical stuffs especially printers and fax machines.</p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-pcqw8cGC2_U/ToQqkYvwaII/AAAAAAAAA_Q/WwmUxDpLTGU/s1600-h/290920112341%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="290920112341" border="0" alt="290920112341" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-gtlT-Xm7VZE/ToQqlgCTQ2I/AAAAAAAAA_U/19jMOYvA0U0/290920112341_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="354" height="270"></a> </p> <p align="center">My third attempt at trying to draw not-so-realistic eyes. Need to practice more by using the right pencils.</p> Jorgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15177693282619324757noreply@blogger.com79tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6503644915721759009.post-6702934760179793732011-09-23T15:47:00.001+08:002011-09-23T15:47:12.913+08:00I’m Just Being Random 23/9/2011<p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-5izI02nxJ9E/Tnw5TFhM68I/AAAAAAAAA90/gaZzIb3LtRs/s1600-h/290720111922%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="290720111922" border="0" alt="290720111922" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-Hv5zjEfWqSw/Tnw5UYjyySI/AAAAAAAAA94/W401gLjaK0w/290720111922_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180"></a> Found this drawing from a few years ago while sorting out my room last month. See the color of the paper is fading.</p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-MSyXfrT6raw/Tnw5Vmh1-nI/AAAAAAAAA98/ycacfWs8R4E/s1600-h/050720111872%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="050720111872" border="0" alt="050720111872" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-MY3fk5t4BD0/Tnw5WyPVHYI/AAAAAAAAA-A/SNRu8uCCT18/050720111872_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180"></a> I ate a ham. That particularly ham probably got captured while trapping that mini crab. Captured ham – Crap. Me surprised by the crab after eating the ham – Crap.</p> <p align="center"> </p> <p></p> <p></p> <p></p> <p></p> <p></p> <p></p> <p></p> <p></p> <p></p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-W_KbNl9QVH4/Tnw5ZY2QlBI/AAAAAAAAA-E/QPz940b0-ds/s1600-h/250820112241%25255B14%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="250820112241" border="0" alt="250820112241" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-gfNyD114yXk/Tnw5a7PWocI/AAAAAAAAA-I/KQmm7lLr0hU/250820112241_thumb%25255B12%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180"></a> <img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="250820112239" border="0" alt="250820112239" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-pKsNroC3TLM/Tnw5cNusvOI/AAAAAAAAA-M/v8e8A8HWeN8/250820112239_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180"> <p></p> <p></p> <p></p> <p></p> <p></p> <p></p> <p></p> <p></p> <p></p> <p></p> <p></p> <p></p> <p></p> <p></p> <p></p> <p></p> <p></p> <p></p> <p></p> <p></p> <p></p> <p></p> <p></p> <p align="center">Some toys I bought from my Singapore trip on August. I’m a happy manchild. I want more!</p> <p align="center"> </p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-GGNyv-6l8LE/Tnw5eRaQPFI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/jHWJ-jBNyjM/s1600-h/030920112266%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="030920112266" border="0" alt="030920112266" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-l80dZBKjAoQ/Tnw5fgPf2GI/AAAAAAAAA-U/4qq_WCJr6lE/030920112266_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180"></a></p> <p></p> <p align="center">Bought this candy from 100 Yen store. Damn nice!</p> Jorgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15177693282619324757noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6503644915721759009.post-52882504017324181802011-09-21T11:36:00.008+08:002011-09-21T13:10:42.535+08:00Change of Name<div style="text-align: justify;">I don't know from which post but I think I introduced myself as Franch Chai.<br /><br />*after a few browses through the old posts*<br /><br />I found the post, I could not even force myself to finish reading the second paragraph. I felt like something inside me is about to burst out. Either I'm about to burst out laughing at old self or burst out in rage against my own past silliness or...probably an Alien Chestburster is going to burst out from my chest (which is highly unlikely lol).<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/JehjqlzXwIQ" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="560"></iframe></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">I hereby announced that I am no longer known as Franch. Okay okay, when I think back about it, it's kinda lame. It was effin' retarded. Why in the first place? Well there's a long story behind it. I swear if I have a <span style="font-style: italic;">mesin cahaya masa</span> (Doraemon's Time Machine) in the drawer right now, I'm going to travel back to the time and somehow stop myself...and then do some other things LOL.<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-COoq_q12mbk/TnllWVYEIfI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/TelkxIbEv6k/s1600/DoraemonTimemachine.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 170px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-COoq_q12mbk/TnllWVYEIfI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/TelkxIbEv6k/s400/DoraemonTimemachine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654662241509974514" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Fortunately, it's not official as in getting it registered officially under my national identity. So it's not too late haha. Dang! Besides I never ever introduced myself as Franch in my social life. I guess it would have been a huge turn off or a good material for laughter.<br /><br />I was baptized around May 2011. A proud moment of my life. I am happy. I can finally tell people that I'm a real Christian. I don't have to fake my religion anymore when I fill up forms like during job applications. It's funny when I think about it hahaha.<br /><br />I finally got an English name as well. Hi, I'm Chai, Jorge Chai. I am much more memorable now than just Chai K. S. Believe it or not, I found this name while checking out a baby names book in my friend's baby store. Initially I thought the name George sounds pretty good with my surname but seems quite generic and then I saw this name Jorge in the book. I think it looks cool. The spelling is shorter and I prefer the letter 'J' over 'G'.<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ckt8gHNYvjM/Tnlo4MIJBRI/AAAAAAAAA9o/MXKLWs1Knpw/s1600/publish-baby-name-book.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ckt8gHNYvjM/Tnlo4MIJBRI/AAAAAAAAA9o/MXKLWs1Knpw/s400/publish-baby-name-book.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654666121677702418" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="st"><em>Jorge</em> is a Portuguese and Spanish given name</span>. The pronunciation is pretty much the same with <span style="font-style: italic;">George</span> if you don't pronounce it in Spanish which is <span style="font-style: italic;">'Hor-Hei'</span> I think. About the meaning of the name, Jorge, well I have this funny story.<br /><br />One day, my friends were asking me why I chose the name Jorge. The conversation went something like this:<br /><br />Friends: Why did you chose that name and not George?<br /><br />Jorge: Hmm, I think it's more cool looking and sounding. Besides that it has a pretty special meaning to it. I think the meaning has something to do with God, something that is majestic or high and mighty. *nostrils holes enlarging, inhaling more air at this point = proud expression* Too bad I could not really remember. I found it in a book.<br /><br />Friends: Oh really? Let me check.<br /><br />*One of them used his iPhone to wiki the name*<br /><br />Friends: Erm, dude...I think you got it wrong. It says here, <span style="font-style: italic;">'Jorge (, ) is a Portuguese and Spanish given name, equivalent to English George. It is derived from the Greek (georgos), meaning "farmer" or "earth-worker".'</span><br /><br />Jorge: What the?! Shhiiee.... Ok ok, I think I got it wrong already LOL. I don't care, Jorge is a cool farmer! Farmers are cool!<br /></div><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hX45dua3Fvo/TnlwOZtNb7I/AAAAAAAAA9w/9USIg-dQdCA/s1600/russian-farmer.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hX45dua3Fvo/TnlwOZtNb7I/AAAAAAAAA9w/9USIg-dQdCA/s400/russian-farmer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654674199861358514" border="0" /></a></span></span></span><span><span><span><br />So yeah, that's the story. Yours truly. Jorge signing off.</span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></span></span>Jorgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15177693282619324757noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6503644915721759009.post-27544591435200470142011-07-02T10:41:00.013+08:002011-07-02T12:28:45.083+08:00I did not go Bali, so I stayed back minum BaRli PengWow so dusty! *sweep* *sweep* -dunno sweep what paloi-<br /><br />Hey hey ho ho! Yeah just want to indicate that it has been don't-know-how-long-has-it-been-since-the-last-time-I-updated-this-blog. What do I find different now? There are a lot of spammers in my chatbox...<br /><br />Why didn't I blog since last year? Well, I'm lazy, I'm busy, there's no inspiration and I have a lot more important things to focus on...like what? uh...like figuring out some ways to escape from the rat race so that I can have more time and energy to ENJOY life. Not to WASTE my life.<br /><br />So what has been going in my life? Ah, I'll just let pictures do most of the talking. My last post was since September, so I guess I'll start from around there.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;">September 2010</div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7nbPXVjzj8c/Tg6QM5wFL0I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/2e-X9cnvEqI/s1600/020920101159.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 318px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7nbPXVjzj8c/Tg6QM5wFL0I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/2e-X9cnvEqI/s400/020920101159.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624591535967645506" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yYW3ArkjG9I/Tg6QcfIc2KI/AAAAAAAAAwY/lMHRi_BJtDY/s1600/020920101175.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 327px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yYW3ArkjG9I/Tg6QcfIc2KI/AAAAAAAAAwY/lMHRi_BJtDY/s400/020920101175.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624591803700009122" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />One of my best friends came back for a brief holiday. I think he's pretty cool. Main reasons (LOL) because he studies in Japan, he's going to work there, he's going to change his name legally to Japanese, he's acting more like a Japanese than a Chinese, he's been through the Red Light District (passes through only according to him ehemm), he's using a Japanese hand-phone and he wanna get a Japanese GF (failed a few times...but he is still trying though hahaha).<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">January 2011</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3TSf_pjBOOo/Tg6UImJwLcI/AAAAAAAAAwo/mlEQMuIGLgU/s1600/100120111397.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3TSf_pjBOOo/Tg6UImJwLcI/AAAAAAAAAwo/mlEQMuIGLgU/s400/100120111397.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624595860033646018" border="0" /></a>First time I went to Miri's first Korean restaurant and it has been around for 10 years plus! Bibimbap is one of my favorite Korean foods. Unfortunately, this was way less than what I expected from this restaurant. Disappointing! Pocket burned!<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">March 2011</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9gCVE3o6SJA/Tg6VNDGlSnI/AAAAAAAAAww/jUwf1W3KEkk/s1600/110320111634.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9gCVE3o6SJA/Tg6VNDGlSnI/AAAAAAAAAww/jUwf1W3KEkk/s400/110320111634.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624597036036082290" border="0" /></a>Another one of my best friends came back around this time. We embarked on a nostalgic walk/jog around our old school areas. I haven't been to that area for a long long time. It was sweet. We went to the old food and drink shack, we went to the church next to our primary school, we walked along our secret alley (back then this alley was full of dog poos) and etc. We had a lot of laughs. This is the day I will remember for a long time as well (11/3/11) because I met a new very special friend :)<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">April 2011</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M5UJp8TbgiU/Tg6XcGzYf_I/AAAAAAAAAw4/Aemtu-g_j9A/s1600/090420111686.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 201px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M5UJp8TbgiU/Tg6XcGzYf_I/AAAAAAAAAw4/Aemtu-g_j9A/s400/090420111686.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624599493750587378" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lVksfMe5Pbs/Tg6XwOoVP6I/AAAAAAAAAxA/bXckBeWkn7s/s1600/090420111687.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 198px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lVksfMe5Pbs/Tg6XwOoVP6I/AAAAAAAAAxA/bXckBeWkn7s/s400/090420111687.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624599839449104290" border="0" /></a><br />My step sis invited me to her dad's birthday party at one of his brothers' house. Foods really nice and then the sweet moment where the birthday uncle and grandma blew and cut the cake together. Lastly, I hung around with the elders. It was pretty awesome. For some reason after some drinking they all became more friendly and funny...acting silly and talking crap lol.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">June 2011</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qDXFR9QzktU/Tg6Z0tEuB6I/AAAAAAAAAxI/hmYuSLUwy6o/s1600/130620111811.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qDXFR9QzktU/Tg6Z0tEuB6I/AAAAAAAAAxI/hmYuSLUwy6o/s400/130620111811.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624602115363964834" border="0" /></a>I called a couple of bros out to celebrate the Dallas Mavericks' victory. There are the World Champion 2011! I am so proud of them! Des and Ray are not basketball fans but I have no one else to celebrate with so...<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">July 2011</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oEXMcrAUFGo/Tg6bHi2G74I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/MxcWBWrSKwg/s1600/010720111854.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oEXMcrAUFGo/Tg6bHi2G74I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/MxcWBWrSKwg/s400/010720111854.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624603538547470210" border="0" /></a>Okay this is the only thing that has to do with the blog title hahaha. I have a planned trip to Bali since last year. I was suppose to be at Bali now at this very moment but...due to some work commitment I am not able to go. Around this time my lil' brother came back from KL, one night we went out together for a drink. We talked about life, career, I gave some advices and discussing about the future. He is moving on to a new environment in Singapore. I wish him the best!<br /><br />I did not go Bali, so I minum Barli.<br /></div>Jorgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15177693282619324757noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6503644915721759009.post-83124257606427529822010-09-22T15:57:00.005+08:002010-09-24T10:59:22.103+08:00Toylogy<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/TJnCloqIOLI/AAAAAAAAAtg/ENHFtREh69A/s1600/Toylogy+logo.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 364px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/TJnCloqIOLI/AAAAAAAAAtg/ENHFtREh69A/s400/Toylogy+logo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519656770144319666" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Hey wazzup~!!! Friends and blog-walkers, it feels good to be back after a very very long hiatus. I've been so inactive that I was having a lil' bit difficulty signing in to my blog lol.<br /><br />I was busy with my social and working life and primarily I kinda lost interest in blogging along the way. There are too much to handle online and as you know it, blogging takes up time.<br /><br />Anyway, one of the things that I spent a lot of time, energy and money (*sniff* *sniff*) to make something meaningful out of my life is starting a business. And that business is <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Designer_toys">designer toys</a>. Not familiar of it? Then go wiki it or something teehee.<br /><br />I actually planned to keep this secret from most people but *argh* one way or another this is going to come out.<br /><br />In my opinion, this is not an easy thing to venture into considering the market that we are at (Malaysia, but we can see the potentials). Damn luckily, we have the internet which provides us the way to reach out to the rest of the world. It takes interests, determination, willingness to learn, risk taking and most importantly, I always reminded myself to never give-up. I don't care what turns out in the end, worse comes to worst at least I know tried and that experience alone is priceless. If I succeed, then chances are I'll be in Mary Land or someplace nice.<br /><br />Before the start, I was doing a lot of thinking, researching and procrastinating. One of the things I knew I lack of is a serious partner of the same interest, same thoughts, understanding and most importantly for me is patience. Thank God one day I found this one person and better still he turned out to be my cousin, Jin. I felt that this is a miracle. I would like to think that God answered my prayer. It is even more amazing that Jin was the very first one who influenced me into getting interested in art and design from a very young age. He is one of the bros I look up to all my life. Everything happens for a reason? There were many signs already I guess.<br /><br />So then both of us started from scrap. Time and time again we met many challenges and obstacles. We failed and we succeed. Long time since then has gone by but it felt like a blink. We only traveled a short distance but the destination ahead looks promising. So we will keep fighting and going and going...<br /><br />Yadi yadi yado. We founded Toylogy. Check us out at our Flickr group <a href="http://www.flickr.com/groups/malaysiatoymakers/">Malaysia Toy Makers</a> and Facebook page, <a href="http://www.facebook.com/toylogy">Toylogy</a>.<br /></div>Jorgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15177693282619324757noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6503644915721759009.post-73777871344114357202010-05-19T08:21:00.007+08:002010-05-19T09:01:04.858+08:00Fried Noodle with Cockroaches<div><div><div style="text-align: justify;">One early morning, I bought a pack of fried noodle for breakfast. When I opened the newspaper packaging for the fried noodle, to my horror and funny bone I discovered something very offensive to the hygiene of the food. Guess what? SIX freakin' cockroaches just outside the other layer of the plastic packaging of my noodle!!!</div><div><br /></div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S_MxkFlEQVI/AAAAAAAAAtA/DCkr9y1FXFI/s1600/17052010227.jpg"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S_MxkFlEQVI/AAAAAAAAAtA/DCkr9y1FXFI/s400/17052010227.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472772468227981650" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center; ">See that?</div><div style="text-align: center; ">No? Okay, zoom closer.</div></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S_Myy5Q-dSI/AAAAAAAAAtI/_gsQGQUh1m4/s1600/17052010228.jpg"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S_Myy5Q-dSI/AAAAAAAAAtI/_gsQGQUh1m4/s400/17052010228.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472773822132155682" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center; ">Very appetizing aye?</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Goodness sake! I almost lost my appetite from that shocking discovery. This is how packaging using newspaper can go wrong because of the contents. It could deliver contradicting messages to people who are observant enough, like me.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Anyway, to get rid of the gross image, I flipped the newspaper for the other page and...</div></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S_M1JA486aI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/zH9vFUXGc20/s1600/17052010229.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S_M1JA486aI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/zH9vFUXGc20/s400/17052010229.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472776401159252386" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">TADAA!!! Pictures of HB (Hot Babes)! LOLX</div><div style="text-align: center;">Increased appetite and satisfaction.</div><div><div><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">They say the grass is always greener on the other side. Right.</div>Jorgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15177693282619324757noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6503644915721759009.post-83923418570654119432010-04-14T20:39:00.001+08:002010-04-14T20:39:30.634+08:00TrolololololololololololololoLOL~<p align="justify">I was checking out some funny stuff on the web and then I found this Youtube link titled Meet Satan (the guy on the thumbnail kinda looked pretty creepy so I guessed that was why for the title).</p> <p align="justify">I clicked the link, load the video and boy, you know ‘Satan’ was actually a really good singer and funny guy! HAHAHA. Just kidding. Anyway, check out this gem I found below (You must watch it):</p> <p align="center"> <div class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:55911290-ca6b-4665-9ba0-9510022f5006" style="padding-right: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; float: none; padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-top: 0px"><div id="3cddb114-d693-439a-bc78-c0eff6575c28" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;"><div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oavMtUWDBTM&hl=en_US&fs=1&" target="_new"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S8W2vJCdO2I/AAAAAAAAAsY/iiJbOV5v4Ts/video93b2dd66a308%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-style: none" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('3cddb114-d693-439a-bc78-c0eff6575c28'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = "<div><object width=\"425\" height=\"355\"><param name=\"movie\" value=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/oavMtUWDBTM&hl=en_US&fs=1&&hl=en\"><\/param><embed src=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/oavMtUWDBTM&hl=en_US&fs=1&&hl=en\" type=\"application/x-shockwave-flash\" width=\"425\" height=\"355\"><\/embed><\/object><\/div>";" alt=""></a></div></div></div> </p> <p align="justify">So how was that? I don’t know if you’ve seen this before or not, but it is popular enough to be known as the new <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oHg5SJYRHA0" target="_blank">Rick Roll</a>. The song now is widely known as the Trololo song. For me it is one of the most EPIC songs evah. Don’t you think so? </p> <p align="justify">FYI, this song was inspired by the original song, ‘I Am Glad I'm Finally Going Home’. The original song was vocalized and a video of Eduard singing it was made in 1966. </p> <p align="justify">Don’t worry, that is not the real life Satan. This is <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eduard_Khil#Internet_meme" target="_blank">Eduard Khil</a> aka Mr Trololo or Trololo Man and he is a baritone singer from Russia. In real life, he is actually a very nice and humble person according to netizens. </p> <p align="justify"><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S8W22njWqDI/AAAAAAAAAsc/jtD3wAGRRFE/s1600-h/Eduard-Khil%5B3%5D.jpg"><img title="Eduard-Khil" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="238" alt="Eduard-Khil" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S8W29yUmHSI/AAAAAAAAAsg/31sP8zHyXyw/Eduard-Khil_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" border="0" /></a></p> <p align="justify">However, he only started to became famous when people started to take notice of this catchy song uploaded by don’t-know-who to YouTube in 2009. In 2010, Khil reclaimed the spotlight after being in obscurity in many years since retiring in the 1990s. All these helped re-ignited interest in Khil's singing career aside from his vocalised performance. Man, it took 44 years for him to get some worldwide recognition! do.Ob</p> <p align="justify">Aside from this video, I found many other interesting remixes and parody of this song like:</p> <div align="center"> <div class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:d1ef7ca0-4d6a-4a97-bf35-69d318490a21" style="padding-right: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; float: none; padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-top: 0px"><div id="623310ab-5684-4276-ac33-a792c1867b5a" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;"><div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B4fTbUf2Rpg&hl=en_US&fs=1&" target="_new"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S8W3AItnToI/AAAAAAAAAsk/gdORTLyZo8A/video4e68aa2d6de7%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-style: none" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('623310ab-5684-4276-ac33-a792c1867b5a'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = "<div><object width=\"425\" height=\"355\"><param name=\"movie\" value=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/B4fTbUf2Rpg&hl=en_US&fs=1&&hl=en\"><\/param><embed src=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/B4fTbUf2Rpg&hl=en_US&fs=1&&hl=en\" type=\"application/x-shockwave-flash\" width=\"425\" height=\"355\"><\/embed><\/object><\/div>";" alt=""></a></div></div></div> </div> <p align="center">Trololo Trance Remix by Bratan. Dance~ Dance~ I was hyped up by this sick remix.</p> <div align="center"> <div class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:502d5a19-57a7-448f-ae6c-06859d7d05f5" style="padding-right: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; float: none; padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-top: 0px"><div id="3f529c01-e6fe-4f4b-8b45-befa006738eb" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;"><div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mveA4VTtk7g&hl=en_US&fs=1&" target="_new"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S8W3KK4b92I/AAAAAAAAAso/nrmySQEXc5g/video24a758aff170%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-style: none" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('3f529c01-e6fe-4f4b-8b45-befa006738eb'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = "<div><object width=\"425\" height=\"355\"><param name=\"movie\" value=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/mveA4VTtk7g&hl=en_US&fs=1&&hl=en\"><\/param><embed src=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/mveA4VTtk7g&hl=en_US&fs=1&&hl=en\" type=\"application/x-shockwave-flash\" width=\"425\" height=\"355\"><\/embed><\/object><\/div>";" alt=""></a></div></div></div> </div> <p align="center">Der Humpink (The Humping) by Christoph Waltz (This is one of the funniest parodies I’ve ever seen, Christoph Waltz ftw!)</p> <div class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:ef9ea94b-5be0-4d6d-81ae-0cecea290ce7" style="padding-right: 0px; display: block; padding-left: 0px; float: none; padding-bottom: 0px; margin-left: auto; width: 425px; margin-right: auto; padding-top: 0px"><div id="613fb011-a7e1-4389-8941-2a0a1b034f5c" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;"><div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yGU8DEVlyfw&hl=en_US&fs=1&" target="_new"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S8W3LNozp3I/AAAAAAAAAss/ET7Si63eES8/video19821bb9e47d%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-style: none" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('613fb011-a7e1-4389-8941-2a0a1b034f5c'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = "<div><object width=\"425\" height=\"355\"><param name=\"movie\" value=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/yGU8DEVlyfw&hl=en_US&fs=1&&hl=en\"><\/param><embed src=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/yGU8DEVlyfw&hl=en_US&fs=1&&hl=en\" type=\"application/x-shockwave-flash\" width=\"425\" height=\"355\"><\/embed><\/object><\/div>";" alt=""></a></div></div></div> <p align="center">Seems like Trololo Man lip-synched to the song in the video, maybe this is the real deal rofl.</p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center">Lyrics of Trololo:</p> <p align="left"><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S8W3ao7IZHI/AAAAAAAAAsw/AXSumdHxLPg/s1600-h/trololo_lyrics%5B13%5D.jpg"><img title="trololo_lyrics" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="360" alt="trololo_lyrics" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S8W3fsiIysI/AAAAAAAAAs0/iMzCZM7aJvI/trololo_lyrics_thumb%5B11%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="432" border="0" /></a>via <a href="http://www.blameitonthevoices.com/2010/03/trololo-lyrics.html" target="_blank">blameitonthevoices</a> </p> <p align="left">XDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD</p> Jorgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15177693282619324757noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6503644915721759009.post-15606195980398946452010-03-21T20:38:00.002+08:002010-03-21T20:42:00.994+08:00Super Bling Bling Playa’s Head<p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S6YTQu0Vs7I/AAAAAAAAAr8/35Fz98-h-CQ/s1600-h/Marquis%20Daniels%20Bling%5B7%5D.jpg"><img title="Marquis Daniels Bling" style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" alt="Marquis Daniels Bling" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S6YTRWIPmKI/AAAAAAAAAsA/58QrhVLuum0/Marquis%20Daniels%20Bling_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="218" border="0" height="315" /></a> </p> <p align="justify">Guess what, <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Marquis_Daniels" target="_blank">Marquis Daniels’</a> head is fully coated with diamonds. Not the actual head but the amazingly realistic replica of his head! IMO this thing is like one of the coolest accessories I have ever seen. Like nothing I have seen before. It’s like the coolest identity stuff for the wearer haha. I must say the replica head kinda looks better than his actual head lol. </p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S6YTR9nS5vI/AAAAAAAAAsE/BRX6ZiFbXqQ/s1600-h/profile_posed_marquis_daniels%5B15%5D.jpg"><img title="profile_posed_marquis_daniels" style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" alt="profile_posed_marquis_daniels" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S6YTSnN5inI/AAAAAAAAAsI/gkeuo1lrcVA/profile_posed_marquis_daniels_thumb%5B13%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="229" border="0" height="303" /></a> </p> <p align="justify">I do not know why but the diamond chain reminds me of his highness the Moonwalker Robot: </p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S6YTUL79nWI/AAAAAAAAAsM/f0RhOYFaiwY/s1600-h/Michael-Jacksons-moonwalker%5B5%5D.jpg"><img title="Michael-Jacksons-moonwalker" style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" alt="Michael-Jacksons-moonwalker" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S6YTUhF_ILI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/9srRkHtjc1U/Michael-Jacksons-moonwalker_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="254" border="0" height="297" /></a></p> <p align="justify">This was created by a 3-D laser imaging process, over 1300 grams of 14k gold, white and cognac diamonds and life-like porcelain eyes, similar to those used in the Madame Tussauds’ wax museum figures. Jason of Beverly Hills’ the one who created this super piece. They say JBH is the new Jacob the Jeweller.</p> <div class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:d5fa9e85-065d-4773-b99f-a05867ccfe84" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline; float: none; text-align: center;"><div id="9dc04341-f3a5-4333-8d0b-25000198f64c" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4mvKU1-lrwg&hl=en_US&fs=1&" target="_new"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S6YTVx6MgyI/AAAAAAAAAsU/IsWVhWfFCPk/videoa4f1f5e33235%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-style: none;" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('9dc04341-f3a5-4333-8d0b-25000198f64c'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = "<div><object width=\"425\" height=\"355\"><param name=\"movie\" value=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/4mvKU1-lrwg&hl=en_US&fs=1&&hl=en\"><\/param><embed src=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/4mvKU1-lrwg&hl=en_US&fs=1&&hl=en\" type=\"application/x-shockwave-flash\" width=\"425\" height=\"355\"><\/embed><\/object><\/div>";" alt="" /></a></div></div> <p align="justify">Must have cost Marquis an arm and leg but it would be alright as long as he still has a career in the NBA. This will guarantee to provide him the ultimate swag!</p> <p align="justify">SO dope!</p> <p>Sources: <a href="http://hoopeduponline.com/tag/marquis-daniels/" target="_blank">hoopeduponline.com</a>, <a href="http://www.jbhblog.com/" target="_blank">jbhblog.com</a> and <a href="http://sports.yahoo.com/nba/blog/ball_dont_lie/post/Phenomenal-Swag-Marquis-Daniels-jeweled-head-p?urn=nba,220898" target="_blank">Ball Don’t Lie</a>.</p>Jorgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15177693282619324757noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6503644915721759009.post-61717054076169072392010-03-20T09:48:00.000+08:002010-03-21T20:40:53.475+08:00Bling Bling Mario<p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S6V6__8wuyI/AAAAAAAAArw/Pb4rNJFegmU/s1600-h/Diamond%20Mario%5B4%5D.jpg"><img title="Diamond Mario" style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" alt="Diamond Mario" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S6V7AxOt65I/AAAAAAAAAr0/IjgXROjzFWs/Diamond%20Mario_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="220" border="0" height="242" /></a> </p> <p align="justify">This Mario pendant is covered with with 4.25 carat of solid yellow gold diamonds. It is <a href="http://cgi.ebay.com/10K-YELLOW-GOLD-CANARY-DIAMOND-SUPER-MARIO-PENDANT-MENS_W0QQitemZ360243669212QQcmdZViewItemQQptZUS_Fine_Necklaces_Pendants?hash=item53e03228dc" target="_blank">on sale over eBay</a> now for a mere $2600! Good for swag :)</p> <p align="justify">Dope! </p>Jorgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15177693282619324757noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6503644915721759009.post-26489307116927128392010-02-27T21:38:00.004+08:002010-02-27T21:57:39.677+08:00Most Handsome Beggar<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S4kiZl4fBJI/AAAAAAAAAq4/Ocx8GhJ-L1Q/s1600-h/most-handsome-beggar-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 323px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S4kiZl4fBJI/AAAAAAAAAq4/Ocx8GhJ-L1Q/s400/most-handsome-beggar-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442919447715054738" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S4kigMhz3aI/AAAAAAAAArA/OF44ojb4i3Q/s1600-h/most-handsome-beggar-2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S4kigMhz3aI/AAAAAAAAArA/OF44ojb4i3Q/s400/most-handsome-beggar-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442919561168149922" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Believe it or not, he is a real life beggar. He was spotted and dubbed as the most handsome beggar in the street of China. Indeed I've never seen such a cool looking and fashionable beggar. He has that bad ass korean japanese look. People have been wondering how could such a person ended up on the street. This guy definitely has some tragic story behind that look. All he ever wanted is to find a girl to love him when asked by one concerned pedestrian. This guy is dope!<br /><br />Source from <a href="http://www.chinasmack.com/pictures/chinese-beggar-becomes-famous-online/">CHINAsmack</a> (one of my favorite blogs).<br /></div>Jorgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15177693282619324757noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6503644915721759009.post-91714266492436801352010-02-08T16:01:00.001+08:002010-02-08T16:10:00.686+08:00Lucky or Unlucky?<div style="text-align: justify;">Last month there was an event for promoting the skincare and weight lost products which the brand name is called Nano Philosophy. The celebrity who endorsed the brand is non other than Jack Lim who is a popular MyFM deejay. Initially I do not know who is this celebrity but friends around me who have more awareness of the Malaysian and Singaporean entertainment scenes than me were pretty excited about him coming to town. In case you do not know who is this dude, you might recall him acting in <a href="http://thestar.com.my/lifestyle/story.asp?file=/2009/6/15/lifefocus/3064719&sec=lifefocus">Ah Long Pte Ltd</a> and <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Love_Matters">Love Matters</a>.<br /><br />In the Love Matters, he acted as a playboy while in Ah Long Pte Ltd, he acted as an ah beng, one popular scene is the foot 'durian' match in the movie. If you still don't know, then I recommend that you go watch these movies as they are very entertaining.<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S2-j-qIlyQI/AAAAAAAAApw/8RPu4p7Hjxs/s1600-h/2271663724_805a35d90f.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S2-j-qIlyQI/AAAAAAAAApw/8RPu4p7Hjxs/s400/2271663724_805a35d90f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435743572117014786" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S2-kHRtnH_I/AAAAAAAAAqA/Tby_9bTiPTM/s1600-h/f_pg03jack.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 232px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S2-kHRtnH_I/AAAAAAAAAqA/Tby_9bTiPTM/s400/f_pg03jack.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435743720180228082" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S2-kMP5ei1I/AAAAAAAAAqI/LUIbyI_l0u4/s1600-h/poster.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S2-kMP5ei1I/AAAAAAAAAqI/LUIbyI_l0u4/s400/poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435743805592472402" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S2-kC5XF6KI/AAAAAAAAAp4/aQunt8YGKoY/s1600-h/DSC_1101.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S2-kC5XF6KI/AAAAAAAAAp4/aQunt8YGKoY/s400/DSC_1101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435743644923848866" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">When he was on stage, I could feel some kind of presence from him, like 'wow, he's a celebrity' kind of thing because we don't often get celebrities coming down. He's a smooth talker and humorous as expected of a good radio deejay. Besides that, another thing that came into my mind was this...I thought, 'Wow, he's quite plump in person!'. LOL I must say I felt humbled by his presence as I am plump myself (sad face).<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S2-lmNHYnKI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/HSFbnkg5W9E/s1600-h/IMG_2181.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S2-lmNHYnKI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/HSFbnkg5W9E/s400/IMG_2181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435745351033724066" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Anyway, as I was taking pictures of the event, Jack came to me, grabbed my arm and dragged me unto the stage for a game together with 4 other volunteers. It was a really simple game but in the end I got tied up with one of the volunteers. Both of us had the same answer so we were asked one question as a tiebreaker. The one who gives the closest answer would be the final winner. So we were shown one of the products of Nano Philosophy. It was a 50ml serum skincare. The goal was to guess the price of that product.<br /><br />Damn it, I was not familiar with female's skincare products and I was up against a girl. So I thought the price must be around the same with a standard perfume so I guessed RM250. But Jack teased that I must have never been to any kind of fashion events in my life (wtf like I'm some kind of stay-home otaku) and usually stuff like that would costs over a thousand ringgit (WTF, surprised face). So next the other finalist answered RM450. I knew I lost. The actual price is RM408 (for that 50ml serum) fulamak.<br /><br />Luckily each of the contestants got a gift. The winner got the RM408 product and I was given the second prize gift worth RM308 woohoo! But it's girls' stuff and in the end I gave it to mom.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S2_FwqCd2-I/AAAAAAAAAqw/3uYm_HrVuro/s1600-h/HNI_0026.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S2_FwqCd2-I/AAAAAAAAAqw/3uYm_HrVuro/s400/HNI_0026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435780714968505314" border="0" /></a>This little bottle of serum (50ml) costs RM308 walao. Using this will help stretch and smoothen out your facial skin. Botox no more~!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S2-99YNMENI/AAAAAAAAAqY/IMX83ZR32GQ/s1600-h/IMG_2270.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S2-99YNMENI/AAAAAAAAAqY/IMX83ZR32GQ/s400/IMG_2270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435772137426915538" border="0" /></a>Nice. Body size almost the same XD<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Two days later, the company I worked with organized an annual dinner and I won something again from the lucky draws haha! But it was girls' stuff again.....<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S2_BUK84-mI/AAAAAAAAAqg/bgPSvWmuQlc/s1600-h/HNI_0023.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S2_BUK84-mI/AAAAAAAAAqg/bgPSvWmuQlc/s400/HNI_0023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435775827540769378" border="0" /></a>I won this! (>_<) No wonder the MC of the night showed me this weird expression on her face and asking me whether I have a girlfriend.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: justify;">I thought I won something good by seeing the disappointment on the faces of the MC and other organizers of the event (muahahaha). But when I got home and teared off the wrapping, to my horror I discovered....'WTF IS THIS THING!?!?'. I can't use that and my mom is too old for it liao. wtfwtfwtfwtfwtf It's useless and I should have won something better. Why the hell do I need a breast lift-up bra? Maybe I should give to the ah guas and increase the sizes of their man boobs. If not that bra would definitely help them to be 'straight'. Get what I mean? Check out the bold words of <span style="font-weight: bold;">'Be Straight Once to Wear'</span> on the box. If not then probably it means that you have to be 'straight once in order to wear the bra' therefore not applicable for bi, lesbians or gays (no discrimination intended, just following instructions of the product).<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S2_FG4CRYWI/AAAAAAAAAqo/kmqB6F3vss4/s1600-h/HNI_0024.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S2_FG4CRYWI/AAAAAAAAAqo/kmqB6F3vss4/s400/HNI_0024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435779997171278178" border="0" /></a></div></div><div style="text-align: center;">The instructions to wear it are as simple as 1 2 3.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">It was a time like that when I wish I have a girlfriend lol. This bra can increase the boobs size from A to D. Ha! Imagine that! *Bad Chai! Bad!*<br /></div>Jorgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15177693282619324757noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6503644915721759009.post-54818527610319248982010-01-21T21:41:00.009+08:002010-01-21T22:15:51.943+08:00In Order to Change...In the process to change myself to become a new someone, firstly I need to....<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S1haXyCF7CI/AAAAAAAAAo4/-mCmaiFywe4/s1600-h/HNI_0099.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S1haXyCF7CI/AAAAAAAAAo4/-mCmaiFywe4/s400/HNI_0099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429188715409173538" border="0" /></a>Go to the gym regularly for weight training. This is Uncle Chee's house which I always go to. This place is not for the weak. There are many hardcore players here.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S1hair5KqdI/AAAAAAAAApI/nPeJSiDY4HY/s1600-h/HNI_0100.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S1hair5KqdI/AAAAAAAAApI/nPeJSiDY4HY/s400/HNI_0100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429188902739683794" border="0" /></a>First week of training. Can see the shape under the light. Work in progress XD<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S1hacSdcmEI/AAAAAAAAApA/GzwPrCqk_x4/s1600-h/HNI_0004.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S1hacSdcmEI/AAAAAAAAApA/GzwPrCqk_x4/s400/HNI_0004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429188792833316930" border="0" /></a>Finish reading all these books, remember the important points and practice them. Crap, I bought so many of them from last year but no time to study and read it.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">If I were to speed up my diet plan process, I may have to implement the 'celebrity diet plan'. I can refer this to the extreme dieting methods from Christian Bale and Jared Leto. All you need is a hyper strong will power.<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S1hdYafCX4I/AAAAAAAAApg/3ETvhL3pGoA/s1600-h/jared_leto-before.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S1hdYafCX4I/AAAAAAAAApg/3ETvhL3pGoA/s400/jared_leto-before.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429192024802877314" border="0" /></a>Jared Leto (actor and lead singer of 30 Seconds to Mars)<br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S1hdc8Q2RGI/AAAAAAAAApo/u1LLWmiuVzY/s1600-h/jared-leto-transformation-after.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S1hdc8Q2RGI/AAAAAAAAApo/u1LLWmiuVzY/s400/jared-leto-transformation-after.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429192102589645922" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.starpulse.com/Actors/Leto,_Jared/"><strong></strong></a><a href="http://www.starpulse.com/news/index.php/2006/05/08/jared_leto_s_weird_weight_gain_loss_regi/">Jared Leto</a> gorged on melted Haagen Dazs ice cream laced with olive oil and soy sauce to bulk up to play John Lennon's killer Mark David Chapman in new movie <em>Chapter 27</em>. The actor ballooned on the diet and stunned castmates with his massive weight gain. <a id="more6637" name="more6637"></a> </div><p style="text-align: justify;">He says, "(I did it) eating everything you think you're not supposed to - pizza, pasta, ice cream, but my little trick was I would take pints of chocolate Haagen Dazs and put them in the microwave and drink them. The sick thing is I would actually pour olive oil and soy sauce into the mixture as well - to get me bloated even more." </p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;">Leto embarked on an equally bizarre seven-week diet to lose the weight he piled on. He explains, "I've been fasting ever since. I've been doing this very strange, like, lemon and cayenne pepper and water fast. I didn't eat any food for 10 days straight; I think I lost 20 pounds that first 10 days."</p><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S1hdOdYTWgI/AAAAAAAAApQ/XAZisdJTD_0/s1600-h/christian_bale_before.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S1hdOdYTWgI/AAAAAAAAApQ/XAZisdJTD_0/s400/christian_bale_before.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429191853781244418" border="0" /></a>Christian Bale sets the Hollywood record for weight lost for a movie role in The Machinist. His mental's strength and determination are off the charts!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S1hdTsmp4ZI/AAAAAAAAApY/UxPp6T8xDpg/s1600-h/christian-bale-after.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S1hdTsmp4ZI/AAAAAAAAApY/UxPp6T8xDpg/s400/christian-bale-after.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429191943767318930" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.people.com/people/article/0,,725765,00.html">Christian Bale</a> dropped 63 lbs. to play a man whose health deteriorates after not sleeping for a year. "I wouldn't have done that amount of weight loss if I hadn't thought the movie itself was worth seeing," he says. His diet? Coffee, cigarettes and an apple a day.<br /><br />How?? How?? CNY is just around the corner XD<br /></div><br /></div>Jorgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15177693282619324757noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6503644915721759009.post-58953467701346406622010-01-11T22:11:00.004+08:002010-01-11T22:22:52.658+08:00Birthday Suspect<div style="text-align: center;"><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0sx-yB__7I/AAAAAAAAAow/mcEy8ijuBIA/s1600-h/birthday_suspect_by_franch.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0sx-yB__7I/AAAAAAAAAow/mcEy8ijuBIA/s400/birthday_suspect_by_franch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425485130749706162" border="0" /></a><br />You are guilty as charged for turning 22!<br />Happy Birthday!<br /></div>Jorgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15177693282619324757noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6503644915721759009.post-90498272257924181352010-01-09T15:32:00.011+08:002010-01-10T18:15:36.727+08:00My Trip to Paong, Ulu Baram (Part 6)27/12/2009<br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Before this, my colleague who was my roommate also had been telling me that he saw a firefly in the room during the night for the last two days. I really wanted to see it since the last time I saw it was a long long time ago when I was still a small kid. Tonight I stayed up later and then I finally saw it. It's beautiful. It shines even more bright when it starts flying around in the dark.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0gy_Tc55XI/AAAAAAAAAnw/0jX-Ka01PLA/s1600-h/DSC00244.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0gy_Tc55XI/AAAAAAAAAnw/0jX-Ka01PLA/s400/DSC00244.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424641814302418290" border="0" /></a>The firefly. See that?<br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Something really funny happened during the night. When I was about to doze off, suddenly I heard a horrible scream. Reminds me of the 'Witch' in the Left 4 Dead game. Initially I was scared and shocked by it. I woke up look around and asked my colleague whether he heard that scream.<br /><br />Me: Holy shit! Did you hear that?!<br /><br />Colleague: What? What's going on?<br /><br />Me: I thought I heard somebody screamed just now. I think it was a girl's scream.<br /><br />Colleague: Oh~ It's just me man. It was me. It was my scream.<br /><br />Me: What?? What happened? That was some scary shit.<br /><br />Colleague: Oh really? That firefly almost flew into my mouth!<br /><br />Me: Huh? ...BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Seriously dude you screamed like a girl.<br /><br />Because of that I had a hard time going to sleep because I just couldn't stop laughing when I thought about the scream.<br /><br /><br />28/12/2009<br /><br />Today's the last day yippee-kye-yay.<br /></div></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0hRex0cptI/AAAAAAAAAoo/-7qQt5fH0wU/s1600-h/HNI_0095.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0hRex0cptI/AAAAAAAAAoo/-7qQt5fH0wU/s400/HNI_0095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424675340379006674" border="0" /></a>Bye Bye office. You are a sad place to be in.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0gzj9J1mjI/AAAAAAAAAn4/DXBLjwmZGo8/s1600-h/DSC00331.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0gzj9J1mjI/AAAAAAAAAn4/DXBLjwmZGo8/s400/DSC00331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424642443972024882" border="0" /></a>Time for some victory dunk!<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0g0r7ZPc4I/AAAAAAAAAoI/-Q99-FnKFGE/s1600-h/DSC00330.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0g0r7ZPc4I/AAAAAAAAAoI/-Q99-FnKFGE/s400/DSC00330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424643680450343810" border="0" /></a>......</div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0hQvklwpmI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/fVWLcRdnubw/s1600-h/HNI_0094.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0hQvklwpmI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/fVWLcRdnubw/s400/HNI_0094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424674529373890146" border="0" /></a>They served us fresh wild boar soup on our last day. When I was about to eat it, I discovered something urgh disgusting. I found that the wild boar's hairs still left intact among the fat layers of skin. Holy crap! They were supposed to burn/torch the skin before cooking it but at this kind of place, what could I expect. Out of courtesy, I ate it but leaved the fatty skins aside. Bluek~ It was quite good without the skin and the hair though.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0hRFTs0bMI/AAAAAAAAAog/1a7CUGUj_qA/s1600-h/HNI_0097.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0hRFTs0bMI/AAAAAAAAAog/1a7CUGUj_qA/s400/HNI_0097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424674902797216962" border="0" /></a>Happy to go home.<br /></div>Jorgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15177693282619324757noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6503644915721759009.post-57558471066542422472010-01-09T14:12:00.016+08:002010-01-09T15:19:51.860+08:00My Trip to Paong, Ulu Baram (Part 5)23/12/2009<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0giUwAPKGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/HMSsyg31txU/s1600-h/HNI_0067.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0giUwAPKGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/HMSsyg31txU/s400/HNI_0067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424623491046385762" border="0" /></a>A helicopter came today!<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0gik0CJMhI/AAAAAAAAAmI/--fc_emcMyw/s1600-h/HNI_0068.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0gik0CJMhI/AAAAAAAAAmI/--fc_emcMyw/s400/HNI_0068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424623767006032402" border="0" /></a>Me and my colleague were thinking about riding on the helicopter and go home in time to celebrate Christmas lol.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0gi2aPFEqI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/GoZt9BE50u8/s1600-h/HNI_0049.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0gi2aPFEqI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/GoZt9BE50u8/s400/HNI_0049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424624069318611618" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">24/12/2009<br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">It's the day before Christmas and I realized that we were unable to go back home. Still left many things to do here. Not much mood too do work today so I went out to explore some more areas in the camp.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0gk1FHAUXI/AAAAAAAAAmY/hAwH23H7rwk/s1600-h/HNI_0078.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0gk1FHAUXI/AAAAAAAAAmY/hAwH23H7rwk/s400/HNI_0078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424626245490987378" border="0" /></a>Another cool looking bug.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0glAyxPqUI/AAAAAAAAAmg/NEv_jIdW5AE/s1600-h/HNI_0050.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0glAyxPqUI/AAAAAAAAAmg/NEv_jIdW5AE/s400/HNI_0050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424626446726310210" border="0" /></a>The cute cat at the canteen.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0glW996niI/AAAAAAAAAmo/UA3r8hHB5-g/s1600-h/HNI_0051.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0glW996niI/AAAAAAAAAmo/UA3r8hHB5-g/s400/HNI_0051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424626827689369122" border="0" /></a>Pretty butterfly.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0gmGxXMaBI/AAAAAAAAAmw/sstT6bVdtsM/s1600-h/HNI_0052.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0gmGxXMaBI/AAAAAAAAAmw/sstT6bVdtsM/s400/HNI_0052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424627648939452434" border="0" /></a>SIB Church.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0gmSqeRBzI/AAAAAAAAAm4/_ZUo4EsV-7o/s1600-h/HNI_0055.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0gmSqeRBzI/AAAAAAAAAm4/_ZUo4EsV-7o/s400/HNI_0055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424627853248497458" border="0" /></a>RC Church.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0gmki4UhPI/AAAAAAAAAnA/ea2bYrUgWhw/s1600-h/HNI_0089.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0gmki4UhPI/AAAAAAAAAnA/ea2bYrUgWhw/s400/HNI_0089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424628160447939826" border="0" /></a>I witnessed volleyball match between the pondans and the machos. This place is full of pondans.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0gnKysLT2I/AAAAAAAAAnI/eVK_9bkBoqE/s1600-h/HNI_0090.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0gnKysLT2I/AAAAAAAAAnI/eVK_9bkBoqE/s400/HNI_0090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424628817527000930" border="0" /></a>The Mosque.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0gnXst6TeI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/D6ju-tKvWJY/s1600-h/HNI_0091.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0gnXst6TeI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/D6ju-tKvWJY/s400/HNI_0091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424629039261961698" border="0" /></a>The river from the top.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0gnlbeLrSI/AAAAAAAAAnY/l2IaAVECwQk/s1600-h/HNI_0065.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0gnlbeLrSI/AAAAAAAAAnY/l2IaAVECwQk/s400/HNI_0065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424629275150757154" border="0" /></a>Then I went down further the rivers flows here.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0gnwj-b39I/AAAAAAAAAng/TKn-jZzYy_c/s1600-h/HNI_0063.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0gnwj-b39I/AAAAAAAAAng/TKn-jZzYy_c/s400/HNI_0063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424629466412081106" border="0" /></a>And then there.<br /></div><br />25/12/2009<br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Today is just like any other day. Sometimes I lost my sense of time here as everyday is just the same work, work and work. It's Christmas but me and my colleagues were still working at office. Nobody else was at the office besides us. We were determined to do as fast as possible so that we can go back home asap.<br /><br />What I did was just messaged my friends and wish them a Merry Christmas and playing with my DS at night time. It's just another day...<br /><br />Oh yeah, during the night while I was watching TV, a lizard fell down from the roof and landed on my head. WTF indeed.<br /></div><br /><br />26/12/2009<br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">I was totally serious today at the office. Just work and work and work. We have decided to go back before new year! No way we gonna miss that!<br /></div><br /></div></div>Jorgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15177693282619324757noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6503644915721759009.post-19460279564453351282010-01-08T21:42:00.022+08:002010-01-09T00:43:00.369+08:00My Trip to Paong, Ulu Baram (Part 4)21/12/2009<br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Work today was quite relaxing a bit. Not as tension as the day before.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0c2sDfU2QI/AAAAAAAAAj4/gdGkIiyNgAE/s1600-h/HNI_0042.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0c2sDfU2QI/AAAAAAAAAj4/gdGkIiyNgAE/s400/HNI_0042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424364406669891842" border="0" /></a>The friendly housekeeper gave me these candies. They were from Indonesia. The housekeeper is a really nice lady who always makes me coffee whenever I go to the office for work.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0c3CDJAM7I/AAAAAAAAAkA/v0rhKNCn9t4/s1600-h/HNI_0032.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0c3CDJAM7I/AAAAAAAAAkA/v0rhKNCn9t4/s400/HNI_0032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424364784533386162" border="0" /></a>On the other side of the candies there are some random/motivational words. Cool.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0c3SZoZaiI/AAAAAAAAAkI/nWyoSUWP4es/s1600-h/HNI_0043.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0c3SZoZaiI/AAAAAAAAAkI/nWyoSUWP4es/s400/HNI_0043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424365065448548898" border="0" /></a>Another cool looking bug found.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0c3gvNbssI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/7lbFTbSgdqA/s1600-h/HNI_0033.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0c3gvNbssI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/7lbFTbSgdqA/s400/HNI_0033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424365311759200962" border="0" /></a>I don't know what is this but it looks neat.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0c3n82aAXI/AAAAAAAAAkY/cJKn9-FYaOY/s1600-h/HNI_0034.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0c3n82aAXI/AAAAAAAAAkY/cJKn9-FYaOY/s400/HNI_0034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424365435679801714" border="0" /></a>One of the technologies in the camp.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0c30Zv_2lI/AAAAAAAAAkg/QygViTZ7wgY/s1600-h/HNI_0036.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0c30Zv_2lI/AAAAAAAAAkg/QygViTZ7wgY/s400/HNI_0036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424365649595980370" border="0" /></a>Night's coming.<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0c37zcs2ZI/AAAAAAAAAko/BLV3-L8ijAg/s1600-h/HNI_0047.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0c37zcs2ZI/AAAAAAAAAko/BLV3-L8ijAg/s400/HNI_0047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424365776753449362" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Dogs mating out caught in the act. I was so kepo.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0c4GNruubI/AAAAAAAAAkw/zI9rNW11nT0/s1600-h/HNI_0049.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0c4GNruubI/AAAAAAAAAkw/zI9rNW11nT0/s400/HNI_0049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424365955594500530" border="0" /></a>At night when we were about to sleep, we heard some noises coming from where we put our stuff including luggages on the floor. My colleague rose from the bed and went to check out one of his bags. It turned out that he left one of his bag unzipped. Most of the tidbits in the bag were destroyed by rats and cockroaches.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0c4MGw6QZI/AAAAAAAAAk4/gsCIAsVWH18/s1600-h/HNI_0050.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0c4MGw6QZI/AAAAAAAAAk4/gsCIAsVWH18/s400/HNI_0050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424366056816394642" border="0" /></a>Most have to be thrown. There were still a lil' bit of leftovers which the packaging still looked okay but just imagine that those rats and cockroaches had been crawling around the stuff in his bag. Yuck~ no way it's edible. But he said, 'Maybe we can still give these to someone'. Yeah he did gave it away but I had no idea who got it lol.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0c4SBSNAxI/AAAAAAAAAlA/_6zzhxMEhxU/s1600-h/HNI_0051.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0c4SBSNAxI/AAAAAAAAAlA/_6zzhxMEhxU/s400/HNI_0051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424366158424638226" border="0" /></a>He was devastated. Disappointed. Shocked. Pissed off. And sad.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">I had one of the weirdest dreams in a long time during my sleep. All I could remember was that I dreamed about a headless short-tailed croc and a cat. It's about them taking care and protecting each other from harm. A story about one horribly disabled vicious animal and another cute and gentle kind of animal. Damn it was touching sniff sniff.<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">22/12/2009<br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Well not much happening today except for a lot of sight seeings during the day. At night, well while I laying on the bed getting ready to sleep with the no electricity after 10pm, I felt something moving around my head at the neck area. It's so familiar that I knew it was that same damn cockroach which has been harassing us for 3 nights! Surprised, I rose up, took my flashlight and aim at it. There it was glaring at me. My colleague handed me a slipper and I tried to whack it but failed. That bugger was fast dammit. After awhile I stopped looking for it and went back to sleep. I hoped that it won't come back anymore bugging but when I was about to go la-la land, I felt it again! This time around my calves! The same thing happened again. I flashed at it and then it's gone. Very fast that bugger. I shall kill it next time. For now, I applied some more insect repellent around by hands and legs.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0dEiptQ03I/AAAAAAAAAlI/Fw5mrqevgpc/s1600-h/HNI_0037.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0dEiptQ03I/AAAAAAAAAlI/Fw5mrqevgpc/s400/HNI_0037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424379638292992882" border="0" /></a>I miss basketball.<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0dExWFYeoI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/LgxTxwU4ZK4/s1600-h/HNI_0039.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0dExWFYeoI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/LgxTxwU4ZK4/s400/HNI_0039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424379890723486338" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0dE_mdPYVI/AAAAAAAAAlY/--98VGrFcw4/s1600-h/HNI_0040.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0dE_mdPYVI/AAAAAAAAAlY/--98VGrFcw4/s400/HNI_0040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424380135636689234" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0dFO6L-McI/AAAAAAAAAlg/PlNDw31lFmU/s1600-h/HNI_0043.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0dFO6L-McI/AAAAAAAAAlg/PlNDw31lFmU/s400/HNI_0043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424380398631006658" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0dFbeRpfxI/AAAAAAAAAlo/uUKuQdaxzc4/s1600-h/HNI_0046.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0dFbeRpfxI/AAAAAAAAAlo/uUKuQdaxzc4/s400/HNI_0046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424380614476922642" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0dFmO77EcI/AAAAAAAAAlw/DWtw9-fbNhg/s1600-h/HNI_0057.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0dFmO77EcI/AAAAAAAAAlw/DWtw9-fbNhg/s400/HNI_0057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424380799337828802" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0dFubUWbuI/AAAAAAAAAl4/AZcbYW3GovA/s1600-h/HNI_0059.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0dFubUWbuI/AAAAAAAAAl4/AZcbYW3GovA/s400/HNI_0059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424380940100464354" border="0" /></a></div></div>Jorgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15177693282619324757noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6503644915721759009.post-42280997155299888372010-01-08T20:47:00.014+08:002010-01-08T21:40:11.927+08:00My Trip to Paong, Ulu Baram (Part 3)19/12/2009<br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Sometimes I just can't stand the foods and drinks here but there's not much I can do because there's nothing else to eat or drink.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0csNARlPLI/AAAAAAAAAig/7Zkw9LphVhI/s1600-h/HNI_0030.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0csNARlPLI/AAAAAAAAAig/7Zkw9LphVhI/s400/HNI_0030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424352878114716850" border="0" /></a>We ate this fried noodle (Mi Sedap) everyday since day one until the last day for breakfast. Can you stand it?? See that piece of plastic next to my drink. I found that IN my drink (other than the floating ants on top of it).<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0ctLcMjmRI/AAAAAAAAAio/forC6oQxY10/s1600-h/HNI_0031.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0ctLcMjmRI/AAAAAAAAAio/forC6oQxY10/s400/HNI_0031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424353950761720082" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">There are times when I looked at this helipad I hoped that a helicopter would come and bring me away.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0ctnT6NNII/AAAAAAAAAiw/Fpivj9g9rfs/s1600-h/HNI_0032.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0ctnT6NNII/AAAAAAAAAiw/Fpivj9g9rfs/s400/HNI_0032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424354429573608578" border="0" /></a>The workplace (Sad place).<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0cuLFUs7yI/AAAAAAAAAi4/Otf9MGwwPAw/s1600-h/HNI_0033.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0cuLFUs7yI/AAAAAAAAAi4/Otf9MGwwPAw/s400/HNI_0033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424355044133498658" border="0" /></a>Wa! this is what I really hate (Very sad place).<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">I enjoyed this night as I was watching Benchwarmers. That movie rocks. Damn cock funny lol.<br /><br /><br />20/12/09<br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">The stresses were piling higher and higher from the job especially for the new industrial training colleague. I understood his pain because I was like him in the beginning too. Sometimes I just can't bear to watch him when dealing with some of the difficulties as it would only reminds me of what I had been through. Terrible, but it's going to be a rewarding experience for him once he is through with it just like what it was for me.<br /><br />He said something funny and it went like this, 'I would rather walk back home than doing this job!'. In case you don't know, between Miri and Paong, it's 200+km! ROFL. Imagine how long it would take. But yeah, sometimes I did get that kind of feeling also.<br /><br />In order to release some tension, I went out to explore the surroundings for a bit.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0cxM-mUEAI/AAAAAAAAAjA/YL-q0mWaCQk/s1600-h/HNI_0030.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0cxM-mUEAI/AAAAAAAAAjA/YL-q0mWaCQk/s400/HNI_0030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424358375222939650" border="0" /></a>The baby trees.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0cxjX9st0I/AAAAAAAAAjI/WtAOSGSQzMk/s1600-h/HNI_0038.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0cxjX9st0I/AAAAAAAAAjI/WtAOSGSQzMk/s400/HNI_0038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424358759989032770" border="0" /></a>From another angle.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0cyANuvh-I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/nHehtEnEmNI/s1600-h/HNI_0036.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0cyANuvh-I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/nHehtEnEmNI/s400/HNI_0036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424359255458154466" border="0" /></a>One type tree species. Still young.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0cyLkcBTdI/AAAAAAAAAjY/-pAc7pie2vc/s1600-h/HNI_0031.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0cyLkcBTdI/AAAAAAAAAjY/-pAc7pie2vc/s400/HNI_0031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424359450532203986" border="0" /></a>Alright back to work. Gargh.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0cyaL4GJ5I/AAAAAAAAAjg/oxBp-GWgnoI/s1600-h/HNI_0037.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0cyaL4GJ5I/AAAAAAAAAjg/oxBp-GWgnoI/s400/HNI_0037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424359701637113746" border="0" /></a>One thing I like at the canteen was the BM celebrity magazines. Good read.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0cyhOQH47I/AAAAAAAAAjo/gZT2wnieYWo/s1600-h/HNI_0038.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0cyhOQH47I/AAAAAAAAAjo/gZT2wnieYWo/s400/HNI_0038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424359822533845938" border="0" /></a>This 'Manga' has become one of my favorite read. It's nice I tell ya. It's good to get to know what is happening in the Malaysia's celebrity scenes sometimes.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0cz08u6wuI/AAAAAAAAAjw/ZfhfqOfhw1Y/s1600-h/HNI_0041.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0cz08u6wuI/AAAAAAAAAjw/ZfhfqOfhw1Y/s400/HNI_0041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424361260940182242" border="0" /></a>Fun with the DSi. This is how I actually feel according to the camera by that day but I did not actually look that bad.<br /></div><br /></div></div>Jorgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15177693282619324757noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6503644915721759009.post-45600937677173227742010-01-04T20:06:00.021+08:002010-01-04T22:04:57.730+08:00My Trip to Paong, Ulu Baram (Part 2)17/12/2009
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<br /><div style="text-align: justify;">This day was an interesting day. I got the opportunity to visit the blocks where the trees plantation were being carried out. The paths in the blocks were real rough. There were some places which were slippery and some very steep. My neck and back became sore again during the journey.
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<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0Hj-mvFbaI/AAAAAAAAAgY/yjs0rDKpa7Y/s1600-h/HNI_0023.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0Hj-mvFbaI/AAAAAAAAAgY/yjs0rDKpa7Y/s400/HNI_0023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422866091020217762" border="0" /></a>One of the scenery. I guess this is how it looks like after all the trees are felled before the planting takes place.
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<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0Hjs3LZ_EI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/8R8u9npyCMw/s1600-h/HNI_0022.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0Hjs3LZ_EI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/8R8u9npyCMw/s400/HNI_0022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422865786196327490" border="0" /></a>One of the shacks where the workers stay in. Pretty bad.
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<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0HlXICnU6I/AAAAAAAAAhI/eni8du-yIlM/s1600-h/HNI_0024.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0HlXICnU6I/AAAAAAAAAhI/eni8du-yIlM/s400/HNI_0024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422867611788989346" border="0" /></a>Our next time at one of the workers' crib. Now this is where it gets interesting.
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<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0HkNeFIbAI/AAAAAAAAAgg/1FXCVXuTkmw/s1600-h/HNI_0020.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0HkNeFIbAI/AAAAAAAAAgg/1FXCVXuTkmw/s400/HNI_0020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422866346394807298" border="0" /></a>Check out what we found here. It's the workers' pet! Wild baby boar. Looks cute ei.
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<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0HkZZwPCtI/AAAAAAAAAgo/PSIDsqsI6KI/s1600-h/HNI_0021.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0HkZZwPCtI/AAAAAAAAAgo/PSIDsqsI6KI/s400/HNI_0021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422866551391849170" border="0" /></a>Haha this is how they feed the baby boar with the baby bottle. I wonder how they got it. Either they kidnap it from the mom or the baby boars lost its way in the forest until the workers found and adopted them.
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<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0HkjsZIipI/AAAAAAAAAgw/HuLYAUwVaiQ/s1600-h/HNI_0024.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0HkjsZIipI/AAAAAAAAAgw/HuLYAUwVaiQ/s400/HNI_0024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422866728193919634" border="0" /></a>Damn cute. But you know when they get big, they would be like monsters. They become like vicious carnivores. Anyway, I think when they grow bigger, they gonna become foods.
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<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0HktuOXQNI/AAAAAAAAAg4/Fn2cv3NS_gA/s1600-h/HNI_0022.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0HktuOXQNI/AAAAAAAAAg4/Fn2cv3NS_gA/s400/HNI_0022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422866900484309202" border="0" /></a>The yellow shirt guy is my superior and the cap guy (assistant manager of the camp) sitting on the bench was our driver for that day.
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<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0Hk7hqlkvI/AAAAAAAAAhA/tr1wFXTsW-U/s1600-h/HNI_0023.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0Hk7hqlkvI/AAAAAAAAAhA/tr1wFXTsW-U/s400/HNI_0023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422867137631195890" border="0" /></a>From another viewpoint. That's our ride. Not comfortable.
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<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0HlkHnYE8I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/zkMCMMzuODE/s1600-h/HNI_0026.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0HlkHnYE8I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/zkMCMMzuODE/s400/HNI_0026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422867835013043138" border="0" /></a>Ah~ Finally after a day's work. I went back to the guesthouse excited to meet my bed until I found this cicak shit on it. The shit size was bigger than the ones I normally see at my own home. The cicak is also like giant over there. Damn it!
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<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0HmI7mnUNI/AAAAAAAAAhg/2z63A-rwi7A/s1600-h/HNI_0027.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0HmI7mnUNI/AAAAAAAAAhg/2z63A-rwi7A/s400/HNI_0027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422868467443781842" border="0" /></a>This is my roommate Damien. He's new to the job and has yet to feel any suffering from the job. Still high spirited haha but he will soon. Feel kinda sorry for him but everyone has to experience it keke.
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<br /><div style="text-align: left;">18/12/2009
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<br /><div style="text-align: justify;">I felt kinda miserable waking up. I'm still not used to life here. Electricity off at 10pm when I usually would sleep at 1am-2am normally at home but at least I got enough rest here and the air is clean. But the worst part is the mosquito. The mosquitos here is a killer! It leaves u marks like bruises which take a long time to heal and it's damn itchy.
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<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0HvYZNfHUI/AAAAAAAAAho/doCPb8dV7yI/s1600-h/HNI_0028.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0HvYZNfHUI/AAAAAAAAAho/doCPb8dV7yI/s400/HNI_0028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422878628694138178" border="0" /></a>This is the canteen where I always had my meals.
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<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0HwM3BeztI/AAAAAAAAAiA/ohLy7mj86Ik/s1600-h/HNI_0026.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0HwM3BeztI/AAAAAAAAAiA/ohLy7mj86Ik/s400/HNI_0026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422879530050047698" border="0" /></a>It did not really feels like home cook to me :P
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<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0Hwiuf6AOI/AAAAAAAAAiI/QT-4Hza8-QA/s1600-h/HNI_0053.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0Hwiuf6AOI/AAAAAAAAAiI/QT-4Hza8-QA/s400/HNI_0053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422879905718862050" border="0" /></a>The open area.
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<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0HvppM8gGI/AAAAAAAAAhw/_RACv3cNaDE/s1600-h/HNI_0029.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0HvppM8gGI/AAAAAAAAAhw/_RACv3cNaDE/s400/HNI_0029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422878925044613218" border="0" /></a>This is the VIP room for the VIPs.
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<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0Hv_Uu7VlI/AAAAAAAAAh4/RnrhZ8tkJEU/s1600-h/HNI_0052.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0Hv_Uu7VlI/AAAAAAAAAh4/RnrhZ8tkJEU/s400/HNI_0052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422879297507120722" border="0" /></a>Inside of the VIP room. Feel more roomy and clean. Got personal handwash sink, magazines rack and air-con.
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<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0Hw6WzXxwI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/Tp9JDQdvnUM/s1600-h/HNI_0027.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0Hw6WzXxwI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/Tp9JDQdvnUM/s400/HNI_0027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422880311674914562" border="0" /></a>The pretty view at the Nursery.
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<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0HxGNIQPDI/AAAAAAAAAiY/K4Oz5C3l6b0/s1600-h/HNI_0028.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0HxGNIQPDI/AAAAAAAAAiY/K4Oz5C3l6b0/s400/HNI_0028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422880515236576306" border="0" /></a>Another nice view behind the office building.
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I could hear the buzzing sound of the bee but could not see anything in the dark. Bzzz...bzzz...bzzz...
<br /></div></div></div></div>Jorgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15177693282619324757noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6503644915721759009.post-1094253960546507372010-01-03T12:31:00.027+08:002010-01-03T21:22:49.411+08:00My Trip to Paong, Ulu Baram (Part 1)15/12/2009<br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">The last day before going off for my work travel assignment. Me and my friends went to our favorite food stall no. 7 at Taman Selera to eat seafoods and drank 'liu wei'. My favorite choices are the Tom Yam Fish and the popular fried chicken wings. I don't know how the cooks did it but it's damn good. Later on we went to the local cinema to catch Stormriders II. That movie kinda bored me start from the beginning and I was already tired that time. After 15 minutes, I spent one hour plus sleeping in the middle throughout the movie then woke up to watch the last 5 minutes before the end credits. It was that BAD. Disappointing cin cin! Anyway, went back home packed my stuff and watched one more episode of Densha Otoko before going to sleep at 2 something AM.<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0Agb508fgI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/en5aJ-rX8Zw/s1600-h/HNI_0095.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0Agb508fgI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/en5aJ-rX8Zw/s400/HNI_0095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422369615105523202" border="0" /></a><br />16/12/2009<br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Today's the day. I waited at the office for the driver to come and pick us. In the meantime, I was wondering what kind of car the driver would use to bring us there. I heard the road condition is pretty bad so I'm hoping they would come with a Ninja rather than a Hilux cos I'm hoping for a comfortable ride. When it was time, we went to the parking lot AND it's a Hilux. Another bad thing was that we had to put our baggage on rear cargo area exposed.<br /><br />We took off at about 8:45am. It's going to be a long 5 hours ride until the destination so I thought I should take a nap. But it's no easy, it was so hard as the road was really really rocky and bumpy. It was so bad that one of the springs absorbing the impact and supporting the wheels actually broke.<br /><br />About 2 hours later we stopped by a small town named Lapok for toilet break. Actually it was more like a concrete cowboy town. No horses and gun shooting but the place is dusty and the only transports you can see here are pick-up trucks. Lots of it, Hilux, Triton, D-Max etc. I was not familiar with this place, and I spent like 30 minutes looking for a toilet. At one point, I decided to take a piss at some run-down abondoned building but in one of the rooms, I found some used syringes on the floor. Obviously to me, that seemed like a 'sacred' spot for drug addicts to do their business and I'm not gonna piss on it hell no lol.<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0CHC1KXnTI/AAAAAAAAAdY/RF8MccFyziQ/s1600-h/HNI_0018.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0CHC1KXnTI/AAAAAAAAAdY/RF8MccFyziQ/s400/HNI_0018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422482434054135090" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0CHVQ3auzI/AAAAAAAAAdg/U_pIO5RY2Ow/s1600-h/HNI_0096.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0CHVQ3auzI/AAAAAAAAAdg/U_pIO5RY2Ow/s400/HNI_0096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422482750728485682" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">2 something pm, finally we reached the camp (sigh~). At this point I was very exhausted, my neck and back were hurting from the bumpy ride and I felt dizzy. The driver dropped us to our guesthouse to settle down. We met with the housekeeper and she showed us to our rooms. Not too shabby. Pretty nice, they got air-cons, large size bed, Astro and all that. I spent some time checking out the place before going to the office for work.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0CMGKjTvjI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/-DNk1BFdiwY/s1600-h/HNI_0003.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0CMGKjTvjI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/-DNk1BFdiwY/s400/HNI_0003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422487988893630002" border="0" /></a>That's the Camp Manager's house and he went on leave immediately when he knew that we're coming. He's scared I know.</div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0CLq8ZuZrI/AAAAAAAAAeI/SjWdBaveNE8/s1600-h/HNI_0002.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0CLq8ZuZrI/AAAAAAAAAeI/SjWdBaveNE8/s400/HNI_0002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422487521238869682" border="0" /></a>The main entrance to the guesthouse known as Messhall.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0CMYvaBYJI/AAAAAAAAAeY/DMEPFTlBDoU/s1600-h/HNI_0005.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0CMYvaBYJI/AAAAAAAAAeY/DMEPFTlBDoU/s400/HNI_0005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422488308024434834" border="0" /></a>The inside.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0CKVdxyTZI/AAAAAAAAAdo/wL792WqUkkI/s1600-h/HNI_0097.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0CKVdxyTZI/AAAAAAAAAdo/wL792WqUkkI/s400/HNI_0097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422486052729408914" border="0" /></a>Welcoming note in Kenyah dialect I guess.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0CKjru87SI/AAAAAAAAAdw/lRU_Sv1BGXs/s1600-h/HNI_0098.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0CKjru87SI/AAAAAAAAAdw/lRU_Sv1BGXs/s400/HNI_0098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422486296993787170" border="0" /></a>The VIP bed. My bed.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0CKqp1LbnI/AAAAAAAAAd4/jL__wrwqXUo/s1600-h/HNI_0099.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0CKqp1LbnI/AAAAAAAAAd4/jL__wrwqXUo/s400/HNI_0099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422486416742116978" border="0" /></a>Another side in the room.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0CKwQy8YqI/AAAAAAAAAeA/ZCy8SHXoYXc/s1600-h/HNI_0100.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0CKwQy8YqI/AAAAAAAAAeA/ZCy8SHXoYXc/s400/HNI_0100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422486513101071010" border="0" /></a>The living room. My favorite spot to chill at night watching Astro.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0CMus76ZcI/AAAAAAAAAeg/XHf4eI-APBA/s1600-h/HNI_0006.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0CMus76ZcI/AAAAAAAAAeg/XHf4eI-APBA/s400/HNI_0006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422488685318399426" border="0" /></a>The kitchen and the camp cook.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: justify;">After lunch, we had to go to the office to start work immediately. In my mind, I was gonna work like mad man to complete my job and go back home as soon as possible. I was motivated until we found out that the driver had went off without informing us. So no transport and there's no communication line around here. No Digi, no Maxis, and the Celcom, there's only a tiny few spots around the camp where you can only get like maybe one bar and at most two bars only. Yeah, so it was like this camp is in its own world. Damn terrible, I couldn't even contact my friends and family. No choice, we still had to work so in the end we decided to walk to the office despite the advices from security and housekeeper not to as it is very far from the guesthouse. They were right, it was a long walk to the office. The worst was walking under the scorching sun for about freaking 30 minutes. Once reaching the office, I was physically and mentally drained. At least, I got some cool wind from the fan finally. A few minutes later, the electricity went off. The generator which produces the power had been shut off (It had to be shut off from time to time to cool the heat down). Again, another obstacle but still had to work no matter what gosh.<br /><br />After 5pm, we went back to the guesthouse, this time with car transport. Finally I got to get some rest and some time to check out more of the area.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0CRGIVsWtI/AAAAAAAAAeo/Fe0TBxshGCo/s1600-h/HNI_0019.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0CRGIVsWtI/AAAAAAAAAeo/Fe0TBxshGCo/s400/HNI_0019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422493485857790674" border="0" /></a>The watch house behind Messhall.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0CRmKhcV-I/AAAAAAAAAew/VD59qY8tLCo/s1600-h/HNI_0009.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0CRmKhcV-I/AAAAAAAAAew/VD59qY8tLCo/s400/HNI_0009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422494036199757794" border="0" /></a>Let's go check it out. You can get some nice views from there.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0CRvnIrZlI/AAAAAAAAAe4/b80oPpJN83Q/s1600-h/HNI_0007.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0CRvnIrZlI/AAAAAAAAAe4/b80oPpJN83Q/s400/HNI_0007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422494198499337810" border="0" /></a>View in the front.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0CR4Q6uURI/AAAAAAAAAfA/zTf5oXRuLuo/s1600-h/HNI_0008.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0CR4Q6uURI/AAAAAAAAAfA/zTf5oXRuLuo/s400/HNI_0008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422494347154051346" border="0" /></a>View from behind.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0CSGGeo_xI/AAAAAAAAAfI/j6EBG5BO-0A/s1600-h/HNI_0020.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0CSGGeo_xI/AAAAAAAAAfI/j6EBG5BO-0A/s400/HNI_0020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422494584870076178" border="0" /></a>View from the left. Damn I love this scene.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0CTRaulZ-I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/IyA_Q54nraM/s1600-h/HNI_0011.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0CTRaulZ-I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/IyA_Q54nraM/s400/HNI_0011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422495878795847650" border="0" /></a>The unique hand-made rubbish bins.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0CUC17Z9ZI/AAAAAAAAAfo/O03YR-xcljI/s1600-h/HNI_0013.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0CUC17Z9ZI/AAAAAAAAAfo/O03YR-xcljI/s400/HNI_0013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422496727910970770" border="0" /></a>One of the pretty wildflowers.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0CUR271NWI/AAAAAAAAAfw/LOAl_z2vh8M/s1600-h/HNI_0015.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0CUR271NWI/AAAAAAAAAfw/LOAl_z2vh8M/s400/HNI_0015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422496985879229794" border="0" /></a>Holy crap! I was surprised to found this little critter. I ain't never seen anything like this before. You can only get this in the wild. It's huge I tell ya. In fact, all the insects there are HUGE. One or two times bigger than the ones in the city. Not only big, there are faster, stronger and more cunning.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0CUZCvsMVI/AAAAAAAAAf4/w39HPWRf9Qo/s1600-h/HNI_0017.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0CUZCvsMVI/AAAAAAAAAf4/w39HPWRf9Qo/s400/HNI_0017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422497109308617042" border="0" /></a>The underside view. Woo~ very alien.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0CUjZbT_rI/AAAAAAAAAgA/eGWgzLOBCuA/s1600-h/HNI_0018.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0CUjZbT_rI/AAAAAAAAAgA/eGWgzLOBCuA/s400/HNI_0018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422497287195852466" border="0" /></a>Okay, off you go. I flipped it back with a stick XD<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0CUqlJIp0I/AAAAAAAAAgI/jCNyomQK65Y/s1600-h/HNI_0019.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0CUqlJIp0I/AAAAAAAAAgI/jCNyomQK65Y/s400/HNI_0019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422497410599921474" border="0" /></a>Then suddenly I heard dog barks. SIX dogs came along. I could feel their threats from their angry faces and barks, showing teeth and all that. I knew that they are going to eat it or something. There nothing one man can do against six hungry dogs. Oh yeah, the dogs here love to eat bugs, especially big ones.<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0CTZaRYpAI/AAAAAAAAAfY/IQ3H-Q8zkjw/s1600-h/HNI_0012.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/S0CTZaRYpAI/AAAAAAAAAfY/IQ3H-Q8zkjw/s400/HNI_0012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422496016112329730" border="0" /></a></div>The Messhall where I was staying.<br /></div>Jorgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15177693282619324757noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6503644915721759009.post-35361604077896189662010-01-01T09:40:00.005+08:002010-01-01T10:09:50.382+08:00Happy New Year! 2010 here I come.<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"><span style="font-size:180%;"><br />( ^^)Y☆Y(^^ )</span></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Yay, another year ends and one new year to starts. I'm glad 2009 is over as it was full of shit memories. So much so I don't really remember what were the good parts... hmm, when I think about it, there were some good stuff...<br /><br />Anyway, woke up the first day of 2010 feeling like crap from insufficient sleep lol. First task in the morning? Becoming a driver to my brothers early in the morning but it's alright, this is just the first day. I promise myself things will start to get better as time goes by.<br /><br />I have simple one new year's resolutions. CHANGE! I'm gonna '<span style="visibility: visible;" id="main"><span style="visibility: visible;" id="search">work it, make it, do it, makes me longer, better<wbr>, faster, STRONGER!</span></span>'<br /><br />I'm dead serious. If I fail, I shall just... (>_<) Okay, that is the last time I'm gonna use 'if' and 'fail' on myself. If I want to succeed, I must think that I can do it. I CAN DO IT! <br /><br />Let's make this year a Moe~ year you and me. <br /><br />Chai Makeover Project commencing today! RAWR~ Gambatte Chai-san! Yosha~! <br /><br />What is your new year's resolution?<br /><br /></div>Jorgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15177693282619324757noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6503644915721759009.post-86683067788501151782009-12-13T18:09:00.009+08:002009-12-14T20:24:20.113+08:00Early Christmas Greetings<div style="text-align: justify;">O hai~ Christmas is coming very soon and I might miss celebrating it for the first because I'm going to be out-stationed somewhere deep in the jungle doing my friggin' work in a few more days.....(。-_-。)<br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />GARGH~ I hope I can finish my work as fast as possible and come back before Christmas!!! ヽ(TдT)ノ<br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/SyS9o7XcSSI/AAAAAAAAAcY/HXs9uP-QkQ8/s1600-h/HNI_0002.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/SyS9o7XcSSI/AAAAAAAAAcY/HXs9uP-QkQ8/s400/HNI_0002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414661162834610466" border="0" /></a>Both of my work desks at the office. As you can see there are tons of things to do. Where is the Christmas spirit?!<br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/SyS91gi4fYI/AAAAAAAAAcg/6k1WfJ08yQs/s1600-h/HNI_0001.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/SyS91gi4fYI/AAAAAAAAAcg/6k1WfJ08yQs/s400/HNI_0001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414661378973138306" border="0" /></a>Gonna miss my pals but damn it if they were going to celebrate Christmas without my presence. This picture shows you all kinds of emotions that you can get when playing Left 4 Dead 2.<br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/SyS-OcfLTPI/AAAAAAAAAco/Xp19QFvCp-U/s1600-h/HNI_0005.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/SyS-OcfLTPI/AAAAAAAAAco/Xp19QFvCp-U/s400/HNI_0005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414661807380581618" border="0" /></a>Some new cute stuffs from Nici for Christmas gifts. MimiMamiMimamo.<br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/SyS-vaVbQqI/AAAAAAAAAc4/qbfmdQMMVYU/s1600-h/HNI_0003.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/SyS-vaVbQqI/AAAAAAAAAc4/qbfmdQMMVYU/s400/HNI_0003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414662373738496674" border="0" /></a>The mini Xmas tree in the office just in front of my desk.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/SyYuJFjyJeI/AAAAAAAAAdI/uQNEVgiNKl4/s1600-h/HNI_0013.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/SyYuJFjyJeI/AAAAAAAAAdI/uQNEVgiNKl4/s400/HNI_0013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415066335605564898" border="0" /></a>The big Xmas tree in the hotel lobby.<br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/SyS_Cmp-tZI/AAAAAAAAAdA/Cngu4usUv9Q/s1600-h/HNI_0012.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/SyS_Cmp-tZI/AAAAAAAAAdA/Cngu4usUv9Q/s400/HNI_0012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414662703463445906" border="0" /></a>Dear Santa, my only wish is for me to get back before 25th December. Please make it happen. I am a good boy this year.<br /><br />.<br />.<br />.<br />.<br />.<br />.<br />.<br />.<br />.<br />.<br /><br />Just in case...<br /><br />.<br />.<br />.<br /><br />Merry Christmas (*゜∀゜)ノ~~~★<br /><br /><br /></div>Jorgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15177693282619324757noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6503644915721759009.post-54604496025329826942009-12-07T13:55:00.000+08:002009-12-06T18:11:40.641+08:00LoveJoke<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/SxuBqfTdjgI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/a2EXUxWF9qA/s1600-h/lovejoke1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/SxuBqfTdjgI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/a2EXUxWF9qA/s400/lovejoke1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412061944173399554" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/SxuBlepcWLI/AAAAAAAAAcI/MWisGSi5DOU/s1600-h/lovejoke2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 254px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/SxuBlepcWLI/AAAAAAAAAcI/MWisGSi5DOU/s400/lovejoke2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412061858097813682" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/SxuBfqBwUCI/AAAAAAAAAcA/i6TC8eaCWfo/s1600-h/lovejoke3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/SxuBfqBwUCI/AAAAAAAAAcA/i6TC8eaCWfo/s400/lovejoke3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412061758073360418" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/SxuBZNFz_AI/AAAAAAAAAb4/OFPIkF1CpQY/s1600-h/lovejoke4.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/SxuBZNFz_AI/AAAAAAAAAb4/OFPIkF1CpQY/s400/lovejoke4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412061647226534914" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/SxuBNA6ErfI/AAAAAAAAAbw/ur0FNEWDgSg/s1600-h/lovejoke5.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 201px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/SxuBNA6ErfI/AAAAAAAAAbw/ur0FNEWDgSg/s400/lovejoke5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412061437797641714" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/SxuAfqnuxDI/AAAAAAAAAbo/UnntyHcSvfA/s1600-h/lovejoke6.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 339px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/SxuAfqnuxDI/AAAAAAAAAbo/UnntyHcSvfA/s400/lovejoke6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412060658721014834" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/SxuAXzwM1bI/AAAAAAAAAbg/YLOqC836gFE/s1600-h/lovejoke7.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 257px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/SxuAXzwM1bI/AAAAAAAAAbg/YLOqC836gFE/s400/lovejoke7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412060523733505458" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/SxuARHGvpDI/AAAAAAAAAbY/K4LOuiUiZPM/s1600-h/lovejoke8.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 317px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/SxuARHGvpDI/AAAAAAAAAbY/K4LOuiUiZPM/s400/lovejoke8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412060408669250610" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/Sxt_dYbvpcI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/KCVAQStgraY/s1600-h/lovejoke9.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 378px; height: 274px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/Sxt_dYbvpcI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/KCVAQStgraY/s400/lovejoke9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412059519967536578" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/Sxt_WZ77bsI/AAAAAAAAAbI/222c-6JQU6w/s1600-h/lovejoke10.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 378px; height: 252px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/Sxt_WZ77bsI/AAAAAAAAAbI/222c-6JQU6w/s400/lovejoke10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412059400111877826" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/Sxt_QpmncFI/AAAAAAAAAbA/HDLiUPDMhng/s1600-h/lovejoke11.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 378px; height: 285px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/Sxt_QpmncFI/AAAAAAAAAbA/HDLiUPDMhng/s400/lovejoke11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412059301238239314" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/Sxt_HCXqJfI/AAAAAAAAAa4/uYhIYdZX1pw/s1600-h/lovejoke12.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 378px; height: 314px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/Sxt_HCXqJfI/AAAAAAAAAa4/uYhIYdZX1pw/s400/lovejoke12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412059136087696882" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/Sxt-_en9h4I/AAAAAAAAAaw/hduMwWR9ymw/s1600-h/lovejoke13.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 321px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/Sxt-_en9h4I/AAAAAAAAAaw/hduMwWR9ymw/s400/lovejoke13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412059006233315202" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/Sxt-UknUI7I/AAAAAAAAAao/9FjWcwQUU0o/s1600-h/lovejoke14.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/Sxt-UknUI7I/AAAAAAAAAao/9FjWcwQUU0o/s400/lovejoke14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412058269106840498" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/Sxt956zHhCI/AAAAAAAAAag/V-zK3v50DyQ/s1600-h/lovejoke15.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 326px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/Sxt956zHhCI/AAAAAAAAAag/V-zK3v50DyQ/s400/lovejoke15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412057811205456930" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/Sxt9iheMfpI/AAAAAAAAAaY/GiYaXC7mNXQ/s1600-h/lovejoke16.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/Sxt9iheMfpI/AAAAAAAAAaY/GiYaXC7mNXQ/s400/lovejoke16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412057409269825170" border="0" /></a>You went too far, too deep, now it's too hard to climb back up.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /></div>Jorgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15177693282619324757noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6503644915721759009.post-8964007661166698952009-12-05T12:29:00.000+08:002009-12-06T13:54:27.616+08:00Peter, Bjorn & John - Young FolksI like this song, the lyrics and the pop-art styled MV!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/51V1VMkuyx0&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&hl=en_US&feature=player_embedded&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/51V1VMkuyx0&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&hl=en_US&feature=player_embedded&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />if i told you things i did before<br />told you how i used to be<br />would you go along with someone like me<br />if you knew my story word for word<br />had all of my history<br />would you go along with someone like me<br /><br />i did before and had my share<br />it didn't lead nowhere<br />i would go along with someone like you<br />it doesn't matter what you did<br />who you were hanging with<br />we could stick around and see this night through<br /><br />and we don't care about the young folks<br />talkin' 'bout the young style<br />and we don't care about the old folks<br />talkin' 'bout the old style too<br />and we don't care about their own faults<br />talkin' 'bout our own style<br />all we care 'bout is talking<br />talking only me and you<br /><br />usually when things has gone this far<br />people tend to disappear<br />no one will surprise me unless you do<br /><br />i can tell there's something goin' on<br />hours seems to disappear<br />everyone is leaving i'm still with you<br /><br />it doesn't matter what we do<br />where we are going too<br />we can stick around and see this night through<br /><br />and we don't care about the young folks<br />talkin' 'bout the young style<br />and we don't care about the old folks<br />talkin' 'bout the old style too<br />and we don't care about their own faults<br />talkin' 'bout our own style<br />all we care 'bout is talking<br />talking only me and you<br /><br />and we don't care about the young folks<br />talkin' 'bout the young style<br />and we don't care about the old folks<br />talkin' 'bout the old style too<br />and we don't care about their own faults<br />talkin' 'bout our own style<br />all we care 'bout is talking<br />talking only me and you<br />talking only me and you<br /><br />talking only me and you<br />talking only me and you<br /><br /><br /></div>Jorgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15177693282619324757noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6503644915721759009.post-85129815148212195712009-11-29T12:33:00.002+08:002009-11-29T12:38:14.649+08:00Men are from Mars<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/SxH6ULM8i3I/AAAAAAAAAZw/ySplHG-eDNw/s1600/Men+are+from+Mars.bmp"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-YBVSgu3ls/SxH6ULM8i3I/AAAAAAAAAZw/ySplHG-eDNw/s400/Men+are+from+Mars.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409379851960093554" border="0" /></a>Jorgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15177693282619324757noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6503644915721759009.post-20509813371273308892009-11-25T21:04:00.005+08:002009-11-25T21:12:02.257+08:00How deep can you get sucked into a video game?<div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;">Okay, regarding the previous post about the game Love Plus, here's a breaking news...MAN MARRIES A VIDEOGAME CHARACTER FROM LOVE PLUS!!!<br /><br />Source from <a href="http://videogames.yahoo.com/events/plugged-in/man-marries-a-videogame/1376577">Yahoo!</a>:<br /></div><p style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;">I now pronounce you husband and <em>what?!</em></p><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;">In another sign that the world is about to collapse, <a href="http://gizmodo.com/5409175/guy-marries-video-game-we-dont-judge" target="_blank">multiple</a> <a href="http://tinycartridge.com/post/248771420/some-dude-married-his-love-plus-girlfriend" target="_blank">blogs</a> are reporting that a fan of the Nintendo DS dating sim Love Plus (<a href="http://videogames.yahoo.com/events/plugged-in/does-new-video-game-take-virtual-dating-too-far-/1373657">you know, the really creepy one</a>) liked his virtual lady so much that he decided to marry her. For real.</p><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;">Apparently, a Japanese gamer known as 'Sal9000' was officially wed to Nene Anegasaki, one of the game's three virtual girlfriends, in what must have been the weirdest ceremony in the history of ceremonies. We can only assume that Ms. Pac-Man was the maid of honor.</p><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;">While the two aren't planning a honeymoon -- after all, one of them is a VIDEO GAME -- they did hold a small 'reception' in Japan for friends, family and the media, indicating that this is most likely little more than the looniest video game publicity stunt we've seen in <a href="http://videogames.yahoo.com/events/plugged-in/ea-mails-journos-200-checks-to-promote-game/1352737" target="_blank">some time</a>. Check out this video recap by Boing Boing, complete with footage of the happy, er, couple:</p><div style="text-align: center;"><object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hsikPswAYUM&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hsikPswAYUM&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:arial;">I just hope they signed a pre-nup...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />This is known as the first ever marriage between man and videogame character.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />That's wack!</span><br /><br /></div></div>Jorgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15177693282619324757noreply@blogger.com1