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margin-right: auto" src="http://i489.photobucket.com/albums/rr255/ruru_fighting/Smilies/Tuzki Bunny/tuzki-bunny-emoticon-010.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;          &lt;td valign="top" width="240"&gt;What? Can’t hand in early??            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" src="http://i489.photobucket.com/albums/rr255/ruru_fighting/Smilies/Tuzki Bunny/surprised.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;          &lt;td valign="top" width="148"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trapped&lt;/em&gt; for 1 hour…&lt;img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" src="http://i489.photobucket.com/albums/rr255/ruru_fighting/Smilies/Tuzki Bunny/tuzki-bunny-emoticon-009.gif" /&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;       &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;“Thank you for not noticing me. =)&lt;strong&gt;”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;//&lt;strong&gt;The Course&lt;/strong&gt;// I actually like this course… and I intend to continue studying it in the future. The lecturer emphasised two-way interactions and discussions in the class so he always lectured for like 30 mins only. The rest of class was a session of talking and hearing other people talking. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EpG3iNPZm0w/Svpq3ok_K9I/AAAAAAAAAro/4Yk14Wz1OwU/s1600-h/DSC09611%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC09611" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin: 0px auto 15px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="DSC09611" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EpG3iNPZm0w/Svpq4Elm1bI/AAAAAAAAArs/tFNP1hFS5s0/DSC09611_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;//&lt;strong&gt;Exam//&lt;/strong&gt; The questions were quite easy. I said it’s easy because there&amp;#160; were many questions with obvious answers. It could’ve been easier if I read all the lecturer’s notes. Oh, well… At least I think I got half of questions correct. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Because it was an hour paper (one can only hand in early after 30 min the exam started &amp;amp; cannot hand in 15 min before it ends), the lecturer won’t let us out early… =| That one-hour was like 2 hours…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3583803430753440978-5923916237622524109?l=fight-oh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/fight-oh/~4/SfHf-9cTFJQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/5923916237622524109?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/5923916237622524109?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/fight-oh/~3/SfHf-9cTFJQ/exam-s1-4th-day.html" title="Exam S1 : 4th Day" /><author><name>RuYanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18334900646956027793</uri><email>ruru.fighting@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01686978432727003171" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/11/exam-s1-4th-day.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEEASXw-fyp7ImA9WxNUGEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583803430753440978.post-1101627303715215368</id><published>2009-11-10T20:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T20:37:28.257+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-10T20:37:28.257+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="University" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2009 posts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="NaBloPoMo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Exam" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Courses" /><title>Exam S1 : 3rd Day</title><content type="html">&lt;p align="justify"&gt;~Islam and Asian Civilization&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;“Oh, crap!&lt;strong&gt;” &lt;img style="display: inline; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px" src="http://i489.photobucket.com/albums/rr255/ruru_fighting/Smilies/Tuzki Bunny/tuzki-bunny-emoticon-015.gif" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;//&lt;strong&gt;The Course&lt;/strong&gt;// &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EpG3iNPZm0w/Svleg9EZZXI/AAAAAAAAArg/9GqzL4gryyY/s1600-h/DSC09608%5B12%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC09608" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; margin: 5px 0px 5px 10px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="160" alt="DSC09608" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EpG3iNPZm0w/SvlehhFc50I/AAAAAAAAArk/4iR6NxNYh5s/DSC09608_thumb%5B10%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="212" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not gonna lie… &lt;em&gt;the lecturer&lt;/em&gt; was more boring than the subject itself. I don’t know how &lt;em&gt;the lecturer&lt;/em&gt; managed to read out from the powerpoint slides so monotonously every week! It was torturous. I kept fighting back my sleep. Then one day, I decided to listen to my MP3 player (with low volume) while &lt;em&gt;the lecturer&lt;/em&gt; was lecturing in the front. Okay, I know that’s not the best practice while in class but… it did kept me awake &amp;amp; more focused till the end of the class. I heard there’s other lecturers who were more interesting in their teaching approach… Hmm. I didn’t bother switching course (lecturer) because the timetable was right for me. I didn’t want another night class. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;//&lt;strong&gt;Exam//&lt;/strong&gt; Bad. Terrible. (I don’t feel like talking about this.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Goodbye, TITAS. Hopefully I won’t have to see you again.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3583803430753440978-1101627303715215368?l=fight-oh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/fight-oh/~4/n_2XabTruwU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/1101627303715215368?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/1101627303715215368?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/fight-oh/~3/n_2XabTruwU/exam-s1-3rd-day.html" title="Exam S1 : 3rd Day" /><author><name>RuYanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18334900646956027793</uri><email>ruru.fighting@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01686978432727003171" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/11/exam-s1-3rd-day.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUUMSH8-eCp7ImA9WxNUF0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583803430753440978.post-27289337436563809</id><published>2009-11-09T14:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T14:14:49.150+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-09T14:14:49.150+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="University" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2009 posts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="NaBloPoMo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Exam" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Courses" /><title>Exam S1 : 2nd Day</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;~Art Appreciation&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="538" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;       &lt;tr&gt;         &lt;td valign="top" width="173"&gt;“I don’t wanna study… Don’t wanna study…”            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" src="http://i489.photobucket.com/albums/rr255/ruru_fighting/Smilies/Tuzki%20Bunny/4a46b55d45b1853a6e966000.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;          &lt;td valign="top" width="184"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tembak-tembak jawab…             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Whatever will be, will be…            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" src="http://i489.photobucket.com/albums/rr255/ruru_fighting/Smilies/Tuzki%20Bunny/superboring.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;          &lt;td valign="top" width="179"&gt;Handed in early…           &lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" src="http://i489.photobucket.com/albums/rr255/ruru_fighting/Smilies/Tuzki%20Bunny/tuzki_036.gif" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;“Oh La La?&lt;strong&gt;”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;//&lt;strong&gt;The Course&lt;/strong&gt;// Art Appreciation… It was a fun course. I like the lecturer even though she started class three weeks late. She delivered ‘fast’ lectures. In our first class, she finished all three topics that should be covered earlier in 2 hours (or less. I don’t remember).&amp;#160; Wow. Anyway. What I remember most for this course is the group presentations. Lots of them (the lecturer said our class had the most students compared to other “Art Appreciation” classes). I think half of the classes conducted were all presentations only. Some of the topics presented were interesting (How to take photo/photographing techniques) &amp;amp; nice (Hong Kong movies – horror, martial art, comedy…), mostly boring &amp;amp; too wordy (their powerpoint slides). &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EpG3iNPZm0w/SvezVSPD-nI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzrsueY9mho/s1600-h/DSC09587%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC09587" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; margin: 10px 0px 10px 15px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="DSC09587" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EpG3iNPZm0w/SvezV5wsEnI/AAAAAAAAArc/EYpoXMZ7m4w/DSC09587_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then there’s that &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/11/october-leftovers.html"&gt;group performance&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; Yeah. It’s quite easy (the appreciating part) and fun (no wonder there’s so many 2nd year engineering students took this).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;//&lt;strong&gt;Exam//&lt;/strong&gt; It was an MCQ exam. The questions were okay. If I had read my notes (which of course I didn’t) carefully, I should have been able to answer it better than today. The lecture notes were not that easy to find… so I guess that’s why after 30 minutes or so, people started handing in their question papers and answer sheets. Wow. By the time I hand in mine, half of the hall was empty. Whether they were too smart to be able to answer in a short span of time or just clueless of what to answer, I don’t know…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Oh, well.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I have no expectations for good marks… &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="zemanta-pixie" style="margin-top: 10px; height: 15px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3583803430753440978-27289337436563809?l=fight-oh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/fight-oh/~4/As4Ea7DyVlE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/27289337436563809?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/27289337436563809?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/fight-oh/~3/As4Ea7DyVlE/exam-s1-2nd-day.html" title="Exam S1 : 2nd Day" /><author><name>RuYanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18334900646956027793</uri><email>ruru.fighting@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01686978432727003171" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/11/exam-s1-2nd-day.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk8MRH0zcSp7ImA9WxNUFkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583803430753440978.post-190277046950708803</id><published>2009-11-08T23:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T23:41:25.389+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-08T23:41:25.389+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="University" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Piano Exam" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2009 posts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="NaBloPoMo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Interest" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Me." /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Piano" /><title>A Day for Musical Thoughts.</title><content type="html">&lt;p align="justify"&gt;If you think this post is about a song I/someone just wrote or an awesome clip I just saw on youtube…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;It’s not.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;img src="http://i489.photobucket.com/albums/rr255/ruru_fighting/Smilies/Anikao-onigiri/onigiri_xd.gif" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Anyway. Despite a week crammed with final exam papers coming, I think I was in a oddly good mood this morning. It’s not like I do that every Sunday… but I hate being pestered around in the morning (“Are you ready yet?”). A total mood killer.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Today it was loud as usual at church (I &lt;a href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2008/10/blabbers-7-too-loud.html"&gt;blabbered before about the loud music&lt;/a&gt;) but I was enjoying it. Beautiful music. The guitarist was absent but everything sounded great… the music team (excluding the singers) had good chemistry with each other. Two of my cousins were on the stage, one playing the bass guitar &amp;amp; the other the electric piano. I admire them… I wish I was brave enough to perform on stage or at least in front of those children in Sunday school. I’m not that confident.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Then, after church, it’s piano class. We were an hour late. As I entered the music school, my piano teacher saw me and waved. So it seems I missed the dateline for registration of ABRSM Theory Exam. But I can still register today. The exam is in March next year, I don’t what class I’ll miss on that day… but hopefully it’s not mid-term exam day. The &lt;a href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-first-piano-practical-exam-grade-1.html"&gt;ABRSM practical exam&lt;/a&gt; I took this year was [so fortunately] on a day I didn’t have classes. Coincidence, but I was grateful I chose to let my Thursday free of classes. My mum suggested me taking the June/July’s Guild Theory Exam again (&lt;a href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/01/two-of-kind.html"&gt;I took Guild’s Grade 1 before&lt;/a&gt;)… but I somewhat made my mind to take ABRSM exams only. No particular reason, really. Okay, maybe it has something to do with my teacher &lt;em&gt;having faith &lt;/em&gt;(questionable, ‘cos I’m quite inconsistent in my progress) in me to take them… I don’t know. I believe she knows the best &amp;amp; I trust her decision. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I registered for the March exam anyway and now I have a new fear. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Regarding piano… I’m always afraid that I’m not good enough. I have all the reasons I can think of to prevent my self-confidence from soaring – not enough practice (which is true) and starting so late. The former is easy to change but the latter… it doesn’t always bother me (because I kind of believe I have something a child piano student don’t have), but it’s there. The thoughts come out occasionally… accompanied with my past regret of letting go the opportunity to &lt;a href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/01/two-of-kind.html"&gt;learn music early&lt;/a&gt;. *sigh*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;This evening, my cousin and her family came. They had other business to attend to with my father but I had a small pep talk with my cousin-in-law. I believe that’s the only time I ever had a conversation with him. Haha. He saw our piano and came the usual &lt;em&gt;interrogation &lt;/em&gt;about when it was bought, about learning to play etc. He also played some songs on the piano. He was good! He said he didn’t learn it formally… aww… I always envy these kind of people. You know. People who can listen and arrange those songs on the piano almost immediately. Apparently I have many cousins who are like that and I wondered why I don’t have &lt;em&gt;it.&lt;/em&gt; Huh. Anyway. I’m jealous enough to practise more in the future…which I think is a positive thing.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;He told me that it wasn’t hard to play that way… I just have to listen to more music (piano version ones, I assume) or anything I like (“There’s nothing wrong with pop songs…”) and try playing it on the piano. When I have get used to it, it would come off naturally next time. Hehe. And he asked me to go and play the keyboard at their church in &lt;a href="http://www.alamesra.com.my/"&gt;Alamesra&lt;/a&gt; (where there’s many students from the same university I go to.) While the idea of performing in front of a crowd is appealing but far-fetched at the same time, I do think he had given me advice that suit my current thoughts. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Am I too selfish to pursue my tertiary education at the same time with music? I don’t want to feel regret again for letting go the opportunity. Music is one of the reasons I live off-campus &amp;amp; miss all those dorm experience. People around me (mostly indirectly, through my parents) had often question my decision of not living in the university dorm. I think some people hate me for doing so. Sometimes I take it to heart of such suggestions (which I’ll appreciate if you don’t mention it in the comments section) but I know they were thinking the best for me. I can’t say I’m sure that my decision is the right one… but I won’t let it be the wrong one. Maybe what’s ‘right’ for others isn’t always ‘right’ for me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3583803430753440978-190277046950708803?l=fight-oh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/fight-oh/~4/GofvpsO5TBw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/190277046950708803?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/190277046950708803?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/fight-oh/~3/GofvpsO5TBw/day-for-musical-thoughts.html" title="A Day for Musical Thoughts." /><author><name>RuYanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18334900646956027793</uri><email>ruru.fighting@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01686978432727003171" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-for-musical-thoughts.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0INRn4-eSp7ImA9WxNUFUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583803430753440978.post-3023517591401442974</id><published>2009-11-07T11:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T11:46:37.051+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-07T11:46:37.051+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2009 posts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="NaBloPoMo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Blabbers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Twitter" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Tweets" /><title>Wordle Weekend</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Playing around with &lt;a href="http://www.wordle.net/"&gt;wordle&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://tweetstats.com/"&gt;TweetStats&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Tweet Cloud&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EpG3iNPZm0w/SvTtfQnLx9I/AAAAAAAAArA/TFgNgkN0DPI/s1600-h/twitter_wordle%5B5%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="twitter_wordle" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="351" alt="twitter_wordle" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EpG3iNPZm0w/SvTtgtkbuoI/AAAAAAAAArE/pBWpHkDVCCc/twitter_wordle_thumb%5B3%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="542" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Tweet Cloud (without @replies)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EpG3iNPZm0w/SvTtiFXiauI/AAAAAAAAArI/Ge_wYeM1aeU/s1600-h/twitter_wordle%40%5B4%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="twitter_wordle@" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="357" alt="twitter_wordle@" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EpG3iNPZm0w/SvTtjwuHZqI/AAAAAAAAArM/qxth0zuiu4k/twitter_wordle%40_thumb%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="544" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;November’s Tweet Cloud&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EpG3iNPZm0w/SvTtlVTxm-I/AAAAAAAAArQ/JGS0iJPJVp8/s1600-h/twitter_nov%5B4%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="twitter_nov" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="359" alt="twitter_nov" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EpG3iNPZm0w/SvTtmws47UI/AAAAAAAAArU/jmtzUlFUHOA/twitter_nov_thumb%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="547" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3583803430753440978-3023517591401442974?l=fight-oh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/fight-oh/~4/Q7n8Nrzb3cg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/3023517591401442974?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/3023517591401442974?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/fight-oh/~3/Q7n8Nrzb3cg/wordle-weekend.html" title="Wordle Weekend" /><author><name>RuYanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18334900646956027793</uri><email>ruru.fighting@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01686978432727003171" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/11/wordle-weekend.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUYNSHYzcSp7ImA9WxNUFU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583803430753440978.post-454719834149171750</id><published>2009-11-06T22:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T23:59:59.889+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-06T23:59:59.889+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2009 posts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="NaBloPoMo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Thoughts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Twitter" /><title>Quotes from here and there.</title><content type="html">&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="558" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td valign="top" width="200"&gt;         &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I subscribed to interesting blogs in my google reader, one of them is &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jorge_Garcia"&gt;Jorge Garcia&lt;/a&gt;’s &lt;a href="http://dispatchesfromtheisland.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;.             &lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I’m so random on reading other people’s blog. Haha.&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;/td&gt;        &lt;td valign="top" width="356"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EpG3iNPZm0w/SvQ22lz0TOI/AAAAAAAAAqo/ASYZ-ozD6qU/s1600-h/quote14.png"&gt;&lt;img title="quote1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin: 0px 0px 0px 10px; border-right-width: 0px" height="146" alt="quote1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EpG3iNPZm0w/SvQ26C6UFAI/AAAAAAAAAqs/FfeW04ZGTW0/quote1_thumb2.png?imgmax=800" width="367" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;On Nov 3rd, he posted about &lt;a href="http://dispatchesfromtheisland.blogspot.com/2009/11/again-with-facebook.html"&gt;not being on facebook.&lt;/a&gt; I was amused by one of the comments he received (it’s &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148314552130208500"&gt;Arwengreenleaf&lt;/a&gt;’s).&amp;#160; She just gave a me another reason to stay away from facebook. =)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I have a friendster account since 2005, but I wasn’t participating much. I was&amp;#160; only there out of curiosity. In short, I don’t really care. So, I’m not that excited to join facebook. I know it’s not the same but blogs and twitters are where I’m comfortable to &lt;em&gt;socialize&lt;/em&gt;. Twitter is very personal to me (I didn’t even use my real photo for friendster). I tweet what I have in mind. Sometimes it gets too personal, I become a bit afraid if those people I mentioned will find out what I tweeted about them. I deleted those tweets later but most of them I just leave it there. I don’t use my full name though. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="553" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td valign="top" width="200"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EpG3iNPZm0w/SvQ27LO5kgI/AAAAAAAAAqw/doZLbplMxfA/s1600-h/quote24.png"&gt;&lt;img title="quote2" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="96" alt="quote2" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EpG3iNPZm0w/SvQ27xdAB7I/AAAAAAAAAq0/Wt6h0b01QGk/quote2_thumb2.png?imgmax=800" width="404" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;        &lt;td valign="top" width="351"&gt;Well said, @&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Neylev"&gt;Neylev&lt;/a&gt;!           &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;My sentiments exactly.           &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Around here, however, we don't look backwards for very long. We keep moving forward, opening up new doors and doing new things, because we're curious... and curiosity keeps leading us down new paths.&amp;quot;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; – Walt Disney&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;These two are my exam quotes!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="558" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td valign="top" width="200"&gt;Then, there’s this @&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/kennysia"&gt;kennysia&lt;/a&gt;’s tweet that I favourited recently few weeks ago.&lt;/td&gt;        &lt;td valign="top" width="356"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EpG3iNPZm0w/SvRH-2RJRxI/AAAAAAAAAq4/uC5u1qxEFVk/s1600-h/kenny%5B4%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="kenny" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="58" alt="kenny" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EpG3iNPZm0w/SvRH_p-fgKI/AAAAAAAAAq8/FlLuXhbQqRM/kenny_thumb%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="408" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Also, what Kevin and Joe said of Nick’s side project (&amp;amp; they’re not breaking up) in their &lt;a href="http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&amp;amp;friendId=22191827&amp;amp;blogId=516146601"&gt;myspace blog&lt;/a&gt;… I thought it’s beautiful. ^_^&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;“A three chord strand is not easily broken”, and one thing’s for sure… this three chord strand is stronger now than it’s ever been.    &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3583803430753440978-454719834149171750?l=fight-oh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/fight-oh/~4/mcYmWwGDdJM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/454719834149171750?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/454719834149171750?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/fight-oh/~3/mcYmWwGDdJM/quotes-from-here-and-there.html" title="Quotes from here and there." /><author><name>RuYanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18334900646956027793</uri><email>ruru.fighting@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01686978432727003171" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/11/quotes-from-here-and-there.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE4GSXcyeyp7ImA9WxNUFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583803430753440978.post-1131029939409646923</id><published>2009-11-05T13:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T14:35:28.993+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-05T14:35:28.993+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="University" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2009 posts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="NaBloPoMo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Exam" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Courses" /><title>Exam S1 : 1st Day</title><content type="html">&lt;p align="justify"&gt;~English for Research Purposes.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="538" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;       &lt;tr&gt;         &lt;td valign="top" width="154"&gt;The questions… &lt;img src="http://i489.photobucket.com/albums/rr255/ruru_fighting/Smilies/Tuzki Bunny/sweating.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;          &lt;td valign="top" width="203"&gt;The time left to finish… &lt;img src="http://i489.photobucket.com/albums/rr255/ruru_fighting/Smilies/Tuzki Bunny/surprised.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;          &lt;td valign="top" width="179"&gt;My expectations… &lt;img src="http://i489.photobucket.com/albums/rr255/ruru_fighting/Smilies/Tuzki Bunny/tired.gif" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;Bye bye Grade A and Grade B…”&amp;#160; &lt;img src="http://i489.photobucket.com/albums/rr255/ruru_fighting/Smilies/Tuzki Bunny/tuzki_017.gif" /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I would be contented with a solid C. I don’t want to retake this course.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;//The Course//&lt;/strong&gt; It’s on Monday nights. Initially I was like oh-man-bleh-urghh when I realised I only have this class – no other suitable choice – left. I didn’t want to go to class on a day I get Monday Blues. But, I took it anyway because I want to take the foreign language class next semester. I do realise the course could help me later in my future project paper/term paper/dissertation/thesis on higher level – that’s why this was my second choice (1st choice : “Grammar in Context”.)&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EpG3iNPZm0w/SvJl_omk7-I/AAAAAAAAApo/dBRJiJ4NtIU/s1600-h/DSC095888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC09588" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin: 10px 20px 5px 5px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="DSC09588" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EpG3iNPZm0w/SvJmASqom7I/AAAAAAAAAps/aHziqRwJZ9E/DSC09588_thumb6.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I still don’t know how many students were in my class, never bothered to count but we pretty much get along. Someone asked the lecturer something, we listened. Someone made a joke, we laughed. It’s &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; kind of class. I think we were the laziest class my lecturer had ever taught. She kind of implied it that way &amp;amp; I don’t blame her. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;*sigh* What can you expect? I think everyone was always in Monday Blues mode during class. We were sleepy. We were tired. We couldn’t wait to get back and sleep like a log. &lt;font size="1"&gt;Okay. Maybe some of them want to get back and study, I don’t know.&lt;/font&gt; I actually like the class because there’s only a few of us and it’s English language-related. I had always enjoyed English language lessons during my primary and secondary school days.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EpG3iNPZm0w/SvJmEgu0nGI/AAAAAAAAApw/Njwl0ooKL74/s1600-h/DSC095876.png"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC09587" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin: 0px 0px 3px 15px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="DSC09587" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EpG3iNPZm0w/SvJmF1glX7I/AAAAAAAAAp0/ndorMQUlaQs/DSC09587_thumb2.png?imgmax=800" width="244" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;//&lt;strong&gt;Exam// &lt;/strong&gt;This was one of few courses that I aimed to get A or A-. Or B+. But after taking the exam yesterday, all I want to say is “I want a C.” Oh, gosh. Oh, shoot. Oh, my. In the official time-table, it’s supposed to be a 3-hour paper but (alas!) they announced before the exam, it’s actually 2 hours!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;The questions were hard!!! Challenging. Took some time to understand the journal article used in the question (I think it’s related to psychology field or sub-field….). &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I panicked when I had less than an hour left. I didn’t finish question 2 yet. Question 3 was time-consuming like Q2. I didn’t bother reading the article (excerpt, not full text) again. Jumped to the real questions straight away. I wasn’t even sure if I read &amp;amp; answered them right. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;C. C. I want a C.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3583803430753440978-1131029939409646923?l=fight-oh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/fight-oh/~4/wzwDqruglLg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/1131029939409646923?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/1131029939409646923?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/fight-oh/~3/wzwDqruglLg/exam-s1-1st-day.html" title="Exam S1 : 1st Day" /><author><name>RuYanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18334900646956027793</uri><email>ruru.fighting@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01686978432727003171" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/11/exam-s1-1st-day.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0cBSXkyfyp7ImA9WxNUE0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583803430753440978.post-2403515171917462929</id><published>2009-11-05T13:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T13:30:58.797+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-05T13:30:58.797+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="University" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2009 posts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="NaBloPoMo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Exam" /><title>Exam Month.</title><content type="html">&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Because I’m having so much fun with my &lt;a href="http://www.nablopomo.com/"&gt;blogging project&lt;/a&gt;, I kind of forgot to mention about my exam and its ‘preparation’ for this exam month – November. Oh, boy. It’s going to be a challenge to blog everyday next week. I have exam all week… except Friday and Sunday.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I hate to think about it anymore. Inadequate preparation. Last-minute cramming. I don’t expect much for this first semester. Not that I don’t care but sometimes you have to let go and move on. Start anew next semester. Full stop.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Anyway. I’m going to blog about those exams and there’s 8 days in total. I’ll be posting about the courses I’d taken, my hopes (which mostly will be ‘no hopes’ – I’ll talk about it anyway ;D) and &lt;em&gt;move on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;===&lt;/em&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;The quote that made me love “Meet the Robinsons”...     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;(I just recently managed to watch the movie on Disney channel)&lt;/font&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;quot;Around here, however, we don't look backwards for very long. We keep moving forward, opening up new doors and doing new things, because we're curious... and curiosity keeps leading us down new paths.&amp;quot;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; – Walt Disney&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;===&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Oh yeah. Good luck to those taking exam around this month too. &lt;img src="http://i489.photobucket.com/albums/rr255/ruru_fighting/Smilies/Tuzki%20Bunny/oohlala.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="zemanta-pixie" style="margin-top: 10px; height: 15px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3583803430753440978-2403515171917462929?l=fight-oh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/fight-oh/~4/UXbCEYOuubw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/2403515171917462929?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/2403515171917462929?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/fight-oh/~3/UXbCEYOuubw/exam-month.html" title="Exam Month." /><author><name>RuYanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18334900646956027793</uri><email>ruru.fighting@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01686978432727003171" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/11/exam-month.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEcAQn04fyp7ImA9WxNUEkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583803430753440978.post-7244333331803974796</id><published>2009-11-04T08:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T08:54:03.337+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-04T08:54:03.337+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Angry" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2009 posts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="NaBloPoMo" /><title>Bad Start to the Morning.</title><content type="html">&lt;p align="justify"&gt;*this author was still in shock while this post was made*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;These past two days, I’d been waking up too late (9-10 am) in the morning… which kind of ruined my mood to study/revise that day. So today I managed to &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/RuYanda/status/5400023507"&gt;wake up at 4am++&lt;/a&gt;…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;…and after a (too early) morning shower, I went to the living room, switched on my laptop and connected to the internet. Gmail, Twitter &amp;amp; Google Reader. A quarter to 6am. Hoping to take a photo of sunrise outside my room (just experimenting, the view isn’t that spectacular), I returned to my room and found this outside my [recently renovated – messy]&amp;#160; window. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="565" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td valign="top" width="278"&gt;         &lt;p align="justify"&gt;The plastic bag wasn’t there last night. &lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p align="justify"&gt;It freaked me out as soon as I saw it. &lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Was there someone (stranger?) outside my window last night? &lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I even suspected my neighbour’s the culprit but…&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;/td&gt;        &lt;td valign="top" width="285"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EpG3iNPZm0w/SvDL1FtH6OI/AAAAAAAAApY/lldbZpKQLyo/s1600-h/mini-DSC09585%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="mini-DSC09585" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="214" alt="mini-DSC09585" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EpG3iNPZm0w/SvDL2GzEorI/AAAAAAAAApc/Xyz0pk9M8eA/mini-DSC09585_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="284" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="568" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td valign="top" width="200"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EpG3iNPZm0w/SvDL24cpprI/AAAAAAAAApg/AWYLkWsgzn0/s1600-h/mini-DSC09586%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="mini-DSC09586" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="202" alt="mini-DSC09586" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EpG3iNPZm0w/SvDL3p09j7I/AAAAAAAAApk/RYSQOrQrKe4/mini-DSC09586_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="268" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/td&gt;        &lt;td valign="top" width="366"&gt;         &lt;p align="justify"&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;There’s one outside my neighbour’s window too.             &lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;Whether he did it on purpose to make him look innocent or he wasn’t the one… I was totally disturbed by this incidence.             &lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;You said&amp;#160; “What’s the big deal?”???&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I asked someone else to throw it away (without bringing it inside my room) so I didn’t look inside. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;So why it’s a big deal?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I suspected :&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;(1) &lt;strong&gt;Neighbour’s sick joke (they always throw cigarette butts outside my sister’s window and also our front yard).&lt;/strong&gt; Honestly, I hate my neighbours. Both sides. They smoked a lot (everyday, even at 3 am!! &lt;em&gt;Gila&lt;/em&gt;.) and they let the smoke came to our place all the time. I hate them even more when my parents don’t do anything and want us to forgive them. I hate the&lt;em&gt; me&lt;/em&gt; that I turned into whenever I have to deal with the smoke so I &lt;em&gt;can’t love&lt;/em&gt; such murderous neighbour. Ironically they are Christians. One being an &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Seventh-day_Adventist_Church"&gt;SDA&lt;/a&gt; and the other &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Catholic_Church"&gt;RC&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i489.photobucket.com/albums/rr255/ruru_fighting/Smilies/Anikao-onion/th_18.gif" /&gt; (What’s that? “You can’t judge someone by their religion? You can’t expect them to be good by what religion they take?” )&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;(2) &lt;strong&gt;Bomoh/black (sickening) magic. &lt;/strong&gt;I’m not superstitious. But I remember watching (or reading)&amp;#160; something about people planting something gross in other people’s yard to like &lt;em&gt;kenakan&lt;/em&gt; (I can’t find a better word. Voodoo them. Ill-wishing?) them. I don’t believe it actually works (it’s psychological) but I find these kind of things sick and gross – I don’t want that thing outside my room’s window. I don’t want that thing near the place I sleep.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;(3) &lt;strong&gt;Crazy stranger. &lt;/strong&gt;Random? Stalker? Wrong target? Or just a plain trash thrower who didn’t have anything better to do. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;My family wasn’t happy with my reaction. Which annoys me ‘cos they say it’s only a plastic bag. Can’t they show more&lt;em&gt; &lt;a href="http://74.125.153.132/search?q=cache:SLHJcZj-bcwJ:www.pemberley.com/janeinfo/ppv1n01.html+%22You+have+no+compassion+on+my+poor+nerves.'%22&amp;amp;cd=1&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;ct=clnk&amp;amp;gl=my"&gt;compassion on my nerves&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;? This disturbing incident made me upset to tears. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Yeah, yeah…. laugh all you want at my overreaction. Maybe I’ll laugh too later when I’m old, when I’m bored being over-protected on my one and only life. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Seriously, it’s better to be safe then sorry. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I don’t like reading those nasty news (remember &lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2008/4/16/nation/20080416181942&amp;amp;sec=nation"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;?) – I don’t want those kind of things happening to me and people I care and love. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Yeah. Keep on laughing. I don’t care.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3583803430753440978-7244333331803974796?l=fight-oh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/fight-oh/~4/DnIysgVC4Gs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/7244333331803974796?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/7244333331803974796?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/fight-oh/~3/DnIysgVC4Gs/bad-start-to-morning.html" title="Bad Start to the Morning." /><author><name>RuYanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18334900646956027793</uri><email>ruru.fighting@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01686978432727003171" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/11/bad-start-to-morning.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A08ASHo6eCp7ImA9WxNUEk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583803430753440978.post-2309710737551574522</id><published>2009-11-03T17:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T17:17:29.410+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-03T17:17:29.410+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blog" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2009 posts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="NaBloPoMo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="at random" /><title>Nov 3rd at random</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;Have you watched &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZADArTMTqW8"&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;BOO&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;=== &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;In &lt;a href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/11/of-blogging-and-tweeting.html"&gt;yesterday’s post&lt;/a&gt;, I forgot to mention about the navbar (navigation bar –up there). Actually, I’ve always wanted to show the navbar but I can’t find a colour that suits this blog’s layout. Until last Friday. &lt;a href="http://buzz.blogger.com/2009/10/new-transparent-navbar-styles.html"&gt;Blogger released two new colours&lt;/a&gt; for the navbar “Transparent Light” and “Transparent Dark” and I straight away edited my layout html. I had chosen “Transparent Dark”. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Yeah, I made it visible plainly because I want to be seen as a blogger/blogspot user… well, it’s also convenient ‘cos it got these useful links ‘Follow’ (to follow the blog you’re reading), ‘Share’ (to share what you’re reading now using e-mail, twitter, facebook and google reader) and ‘Report Abuse’. Hah. Not that I always blog about things that could cause someone click ‘Report Abuse’. But I remember reading somewhere saying that a blogger shouldn’t hide the navbar because the navbar gives access to readers to those links I just mentioned. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;=== &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Random Photos… ‘Yesterday’.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div&gt;The sky yesterday was like this before it rained… &lt;a title="Nov 2 &amp;#39;09 sky by RuYanda, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/44260406@N04/4067342395/"&gt;&lt;img height="375" alt="Nov 2 &amp;#39;09 sky" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2515/4067342395_123e8b033e.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;   &lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="411" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;       &lt;tr&gt;         &lt;td valign="top" width="245"&gt;           &lt;p align="right"&gt;Returned books at the state library (was fined RM6.30) and most of these new books I borrowed were randomly chosen. &lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p align="right"&gt;If you don’t know what to read next, try selecting books randomly. &lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p align="right"&gt;Though sometimes I end up not reading them.&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;/td&gt;          &lt;td valign="top" width="164"&gt;&lt;img height="359" src="http://i489.photobucket.com/albums/rr255/ruru_fighting/DSC09549.jpg" width="269" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;       &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="left"&gt;*Lol. That was lame!*&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="zemanta-pixie" style="margin-top: 10px; height: 15px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3583803430753440978-2309710737551574522?l=fight-oh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/fight-oh/~4/12NQczXduDc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/2309710737551574522?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/2309710737551574522?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/fight-oh/~3/12NQczXduDc/nov-3rd-at-random.html" title="Nov 3rd at random" /><author><name>RuYanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18334900646956027793</uri><email>ruru.fighting@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01686978432727003171" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/11/nov-3rd-at-random.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUEMSHY5fip7ImA9WxNUEUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583803430753440978.post-4104373174128121537</id><published>2009-11-02T17:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T18:28:09.826+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-02T18:28:09.826+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blog" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2009 posts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="NaBloPoMo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Interest" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Thoughts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Twitter" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Tweets" /><title>Of Blogging and Tweeting</title><content type="html">&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Instead of choosing October or December, I chose November as my NaBloPoMo month. I’m totally new to this but there’s always first-times for anything! Hopefully, I’m doing it right. Why November? Hmm… It’s actually a part of my BoP plan which I’ll blog about later after I thought deeply of the matter. Anyway… I thought it’s a good way to get to know other bloggers around the world (I do read some of those on the blogroll). It’s also a way to bring more readers here… though I don’t really have much to offer other than the stories of my life and my opinions. But I love the &lt;a href="http://www.nablopomo.com/"&gt;NaBloPoMo site&lt;/a&gt;, it’s a really nice place for bloggers to get together and discuss about blogging. I haven’t participate much on the site though (commenting etc), but I plan to do so during my semester break. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Also, starting from this post, I’m using a new kind of commenting system. &lt;a href="http://disqus.com/" target="_blank"&gt;DISQUS&lt;/a&gt;. Other than being attracted to the comment form interface, I had always wanted a comment system that enable readers to use their Twitter account to comment. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Twitter and tweeting… I still do it daily and recently I dragged another &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Neylev" target="_blank"&gt;friend of mine&lt;/a&gt; to tweet! She had a good start… though she was a few weeks late to &lt;em&gt;follow&lt;/em&gt; Miley Cyrus. Oh yeah. That name reminded me of something I just read yesterday. Apparently a fan of hers (or several? I didn’t take time to read through the original site) &lt;a href="http://www.disneydreaming.com/2009/10/31/miley-cyrus-save-fuzzy-the-cat/" target="_blank"&gt;threatened to eat her/his cat&lt;/a&gt;, Fuzzy, if Cyrus doesn’t return to Twitter. My first reaction was &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/RuYanda/status/5342525488" target="_blank"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. Nasty, nasty fan(s). And &lt;a href="http://www.disneysociety.com/2009/10/28/miley-cyrus-voted-worst-celebrity-influence-of-2009-ouch/" target="_blank"&gt;bad influence&lt;/a&gt;. Sorry, @Neylev if you’re reading this. I’m really not a fan of hers. If she brings such influence (animal cruelty?)&amp;#160; to her fans then it’s better if she stay away from Twitter. Anyway. I’m more concerned of the cat actually and I don’t blame Cyrus entirely for this.. the fan(s) should’ve thought of better ways to &lt;em&gt;reach out &lt;/em&gt;to her if they have brains to think. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Leaving that pathetic issue aside…&amp;#160; What do you think of re-tweeting someone whose twitter account is private/protected? I do RT some of my friends when they tweeted something interesting and suits my current thoughts. But one of those cool tweets belong to a friend with a private account. Evan Williams (Twitter CEO)’s tweeted : &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div align="justify"&gt;   &lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="558" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;       &lt;tr&gt;         &lt;td valign="top" width="154"&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/ev/status/4955618846"&gt;&lt;img title="retweet" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="142" alt="retweet" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EpG3iNPZm0w/Su6tCCugbuI/AAAAAAAAApU/GpU8QSefsEM/retweet%5B4%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="403" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;          &lt;td valign="top" width="402"&gt;What if the protected tweets are about something very important that I think the world should also know about it? &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="justify"&gt;Can I say that it depends on the protected twitter user?&amp;#160; Maybe some of them are okay with re-tweeting &lt;em&gt;some&lt;/em&gt; of their tweets as long as it’s NOT ALL of them. &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="justify"&gt;*sigh* To the friend I’m talking about, if you think I shouldn’t RT certain tweets (or all of it… though you know that my fingers will itch to re-tweet that cool, funny or interesting tweets of yours ;-D )&amp;#160; tell me so and I’ll stop. &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3583803430753440978-4104373174128121537?l=fight-oh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/fight-oh/~4/h8DN6KtsL10" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/4104373174128121537?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/4104373174128121537?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/fight-oh/~3/h8DN6KtsL10/of-blogging-and-tweeting.html" title="Of Blogging and Tweeting" /><author><name>RuYanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18334900646956027793</uri><email>ruru.fighting@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01686978432727003171" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/11/of-blogging-and-tweeting.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkAMSXw5eCp7ImA9WxNUEU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583803430753440978.post-3038543562325291022</id><published>2009-11-01T23:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T02:39:48.220+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-02T02:39:48.220+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="University" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2009 posts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="NaBloPoMo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="1st post" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Blabbers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Courses" /><title>October Leftovers.</title><content type="html">&lt;p align="justify"&gt;October was a really &lt;em&gt;demanding&lt;/em&gt; month. Glad it’s November now!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I have all month to blog about my day(s)…&amp;#160; Because I chose &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/RuYanda/status/5283515993" target="_blank"&gt;November&lt;/a&gt; !&amp;#160; (Ranting and being boring all November, oh yes!!)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I finished all my assignments/project papers but there’s two or three that I knew I could do better… but my procrastination self took over, and the results were barely so-so. I’m so ashamed of myself. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Anyway… there’s 2 university-related things that happened in October that I should mention here. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;First : My ERP presentation. Till this day, I could still laugh at what had happened. Oh, silly me. Last minute preparations (‘cos I was rushing last-minutely my ERP project paper… *ashamed*) for presentation! I’d done a draft for the script but only managed to have it finalized the day I was going to present. Crazy. Then during presentation, I totally used a &lt;em&gt;new&lt;/em&gt; script!!! It’s not an improvisation whatsoever. A made-on-the-spot script because I couldn’t remember my script. I wasn’t mad at myself for ruining my presentation, I was more amused of what I just did. I thought I did well for Q &amp;amp; A session but I can’t be so sure of it. Awkwardly done. I couldn’t bring myself to think of what the lecturer thought of my presentation. Huh. But the experience still makes me laugh now so I guess I don’t really feel disastrous (yet?) about it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Second : ‘Art Appreciation’ assignment – on-stage performance! Hah! My group (cos it’s last minute, again) decided to sing in which I did miserably at remembering the lyrics. Well. We had 3 songs performed. “Menjelang Detik”, “Sayang Sayang Kinabalu” &amp;amp; (last minute addition) “Gemuruh”. The 3rd song is never my favourite (Sorry… I’m really not a fan!). It’s obviously a general favourite in Malaysia… my group members didn’t have hard time singing that (I suspect that they listen to it everyday).&amp;#160; If I wasn’t pressured by my last-minute-need-rushing other assignments, I could’ve enjoy this. It was the easiest assignment for this semester – all you have to do is SING!! And my group members was really fun to hang out with (can’t say the same about me though… I was mostly not-smiling during practice). Cool people. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;The performance day was even better. Okay. Actually, I was in a bad mood all night ( I hadn’t eaten. I was sleepy. I wanna go home!) but I believe I enjoyed it secretly… Other groups that performed musical dramas were&amp;#160; enjoyable. I saw some familiar faces from my MCG course (and also sister-course ME). &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;End of leftovers.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3583803430753440978-3038543562325291022?l=fight-oh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/fight-oh/~4/I-i84Xal6hE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/3038543562325291022/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/11/october-leftovers.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/3038543562325291022?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/3038543562325291022?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/fight-oh/~3/I-i84Xal6hE/october-leftovers.html" title="October Leftovers." /><author><name>RuYanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18334900646956027793</uri><email>ruru.fighting@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01686978432727003171" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/11/october-leftovers.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C04FRHo5fCp7ImA9WxNXEUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583803430753440978.post-1830463134307188751</id><published>2009-09-29T02:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T02:18:35.424+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-29T02:18:35.424+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="University" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2009 posts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Twitter" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Courses" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="at random" /><title>Sept 29th at random</title><content type="html">Lately, things aren’t going the way I wanted it to be. *sigh*  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;It’s an “at random” post again – it’s where I cram everything in 1 post. Even mundane, crappy things. Hah.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;===&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;During “English for Research Purposes” class last night, we were briefed on our (compulsory) individual presentation (to be held in mid-October). I know that I will feel nervous every time things like this are going to happen. But I’m looking forward to this one. I chose the topic myself and it’s one of the things that made me fascinated with Maths. Swindling. Lol. No. I’m not going to swindle other people.&amp;#160; It’s a 3-5 min presentation only so I can’t say much actually. My topic involves swindlers and probability (1/2). &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I’m so glad that my secondary school ‘insisted’ on having presentations in class. Sure, they’re bothersome at that time, but it really helps when you’ve entered university. Provided that you had created powerpoint slides (I always took this job b’cos I wanted to avoid being the presenter) and presented your topic to make people understand [NOT reading]. Thank you, SMLY. Oh, yeah. I got over my &lt;a href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2006/07/feeling-appreciated.html"&gt;shyness to present while I was in Form 6&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;#160; Pengajian Am (General Studies). It was supposed to be someone else but she’s absent and I had to take over the presenter role.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;===&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;My tweets &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/RuYanda/status/4141750298" target="_blank"&gt;reached 1000 on Sept 20th&lt;/a&gt;! I’m so proud of the time I’d wasted for tweeting. ^_^&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;===&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Books are my official weakness. Give me money, I’ll spend most of it on books. But I’m not a bookworm. I’m not, really. I buy books (impulsively) I think I’m going to read or just books I think I would like to read. Sometimes I buy books with the same title but different covers because one is not enough – this is true for my favourite ones like Austen’s “Pride and Prejudice” and Jones’ “Charmed Life”. It’s burning a hole in my pocket (I just knew YamaPi’s going to have a &lt;a href="http://watchful21.livejournal.com/160377.html" target="_blank"&gt;second single&lt;/a&gt; coming out in November.. Books? YamaPi’s Single? Books?)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;===&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Recently, I joined &lt;a href="http://www.nablopomo.com/" target="_blank"&gt;NaBloPoMo&lt;/a&gt;. I like the idea of blogging everyday. Not that I have deep thoughts everyday to be blogged about… but I realised this blog had become more &lt;em&gt;diary&lt;/em&gt; to me than the abandoned-for-months-already physical diary in my room. I’m sure I can talk about something (at least one) everyday. November’s a no-no because it’s my “Final Exam” month. Maybe October.. or December. Let me think first.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3583803430753440978-1830463134307188751?l=fight-oh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/fight-oh/~4/dhiJ_zAjl2M" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/1830463134307188751/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/09/sept-29th-at-random.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/1830463134307188751?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/1830463134307188751?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/fight-oh/~3/dhiJ_zAjl2M/sept-29th-at-random.html" title="Sept 29th at random" /><author><name>RuYanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18334900646956027793</uri><email>ruru.fighting@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01686978432727003171" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/09/sept-29th-at-random.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkUDRHozeSp7ImA9WxNQEEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583803430753440978.post-2537026450375267395</id><published>2009-09-16T17:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T17:44:35.481+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-16T17:44:35.481+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="University" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2009 posts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Thoughts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="In Arrogant Mode" /><title>Change Me.</title><content type="html">&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Title inspired by &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wmgg7zIDcwU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Demi Lovato’s “Catch Me”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;. It’s a really nice song. You should listen to it!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;   &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Many things had happened since my last post. Mostly mundane things. Haha. Somehow, I don’t want to admit that I’m busy ‘cos that’s the most lame excuse one can give when they didn’t update their blog.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="zemanta-img" style="display: block; float: left; margin: 1em; width: 250px" jquery1253075774022="19939"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/33917831@N00/1574578786"&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="170" alt="Paper and Pen" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2323/1574578786_c996b1e3f9_m.jpg" width="227" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;p class="zemanta-img-attribution" style="font-size: 0.8em"&gt;Image by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/33917831@N00/1574578786"&gt;Orin Zebest&lt;/a&gt; via Flickr&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Anyway. I had mid-terms exams for some of my courses… and mostly I didn’t feel good about it. *sigh*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I have yet to defeat Procrastination. Huh. Lately, I’ve been feeling that Time is taking revenge on me. I didn’t use it wisely, and now it seems like everything is falling on me… “Are you done with this assignment?”, “Have you send the draft to the lecturer yet?” Bla bla bla. Of course, it’s nothing worse like my Ethics &lt;strong&gt;ex&lt;/strong&gt;-group.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I can’t keep doing this. Need to do something. Fast.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Is it too late to figure out what kind of student I am, my best way of studying, &amp;amp; balancing time between &lt;em&gt;work&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;play&lt;/em&gt; etc..? In the past, I would be afraid to know the answer. Following what works for others didn’t work for me in form 4/5 (it backfired too). I &lt;u&gt;like&lt;/u&gt; to learn things. If possible, I want to know at least a bit of every knowledge in this world. But because of my interest in everything, I can get easily distracted. Being organized doesn’t seem to agree with me. Or maybe I am the one who refuse to be organized. Awww… See. I don’t know how to manage my studying self.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Before, in Form 6, I always study (or revise) whenever I have time. That means the time available between classes (where teachers come and go), but in the end… I feel that I didn’t accomplish anything at all. What’s worst was it’s sending wrong messages to other people. People (may) had thought I looked hardworking and diligent but actually &lt;u&gt;I wasn’t&lt;/u&gt;. During those time, I always feel tired… &amp;amp; looking at Biology notes or Maths formulae just made it worst. Like it or not, I study according to my moods. *sigh*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;When I pay attention and focus to something I’m studying, I think it’s not because I’m hardworking – it’s because I’m obsessed to know things. I like to have fun with the facts, formulae (or anything!)… or make fun of it (bad!) ‘cos I can understand and remember them better that way! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I’m afraid it’s too weird compared to other people’s way of studying. I have to think of a way (or ways)&amp;#160; to manipulate my bad habits to my advantage. I know it can be done. I just need to figure them out and… always go with my curiosity side (or whatever that is). Let’s see what will happen then.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Oh, yeah. My early plan to look stupid isn’t working well. Foolish, I know. I just want to see how it will turn out. It’s fine for a while until the “Ethics” group incident. I wasn’t like my usual self. I hate, hate, &amp;amp; hate(!!) certain people in the group and I wasn’t afraid to show it to them. I couldn’t stand working with them… &lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;those low-class minded creatures&lt;/font&gt;. (woo.. blue=evil-me)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I know they’re chasing the As’… Funny how I ended resenting people like this now (considering I was like that or almost in secondary school). Kiasu. As expected from their kinds. But with their level, I don’t think they should even think of dreaming high. They think they are ‘the best’ already and doesn’t need to change their way of thinking and attitude. Despicable. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/stupid people quote/Ariellia/bumper stickers/largegroups.gif?o=11" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v23/Ariellia/bumper%20stickers/largegroups.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;Oh, yes. They can make you crazy or stupid like them. In short, it's degrading for your mind to be with them. Avoid at any costs. (Image by &lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v23/Ariellia/"&gt;Ariellia&lt;/a&gt; via Photobucket) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;All these arrogant remarks won’t do me good.. but for now, I just want to let this out.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="zemanta-pixie" style="margin-top: 10px; height: 15px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3583803430753440978-2537026450375267395?l=fight-oh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/fight-oh/~4/JtKh_SlYPDU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/2537026450375267395/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/09/change-me.html#comment-form" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/2537026450375267395?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/2537026450375267395?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/fight-oh/~3/JtKh_SlYPDU/change-me.html" title="Change Me." /><author><name>RuYanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18334900646956027793</uri><email>ruru.fighting@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01686978432727003171" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/09/change-me.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0MBQ3g9eCp7ImA9WxNSGEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583803430753440978.post-6359874699155331370</id><published>2009-09-01T18:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T21:24:12.660+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-01T21:24:12.660+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Friends" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2009 posts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="1st post" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Me." /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Tweets" /><title>So… I turned 21 today.</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size:300%;"&gt;THANK YOU, as always!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EpG3iNPZm0w/Spz8icZgPSI/AAAAAAAAAnM/qZ0GTHkbULs/s1600-h/bday1%5B7%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="bday1" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="166" alt="bday1" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EpG3iNPZm0w/Spz8jakGOUI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/A2Z7bFi3AfI/bday1_thumb%5B3%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="397" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EpG3iNPZm0w/Spz8jxkkNMI/AAAAAAAAAnU/x7_o7nkcjJs/s1600-h/bday2%5B4%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="bday2" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="169" alt="bday2" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EpG3iNPZm0w/Spz8kvhMn3I/AAAAAAAAAnY/L9GWz76RM3s/bday2_thumb%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="396" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--------------&amp;lt; After this line : drafted yesterday… so I sounded a bit erm..forlorn. &amp;gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Happy birthday to me?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;img src="http://i489.photobucket.com/albums/rr255/ruru_fighting/Smilies/Anikao-onigiri/onigiri_oo.gif" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Haha. I don’t sound very excited about this, do I ? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*sigh* &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It happened like after 3 weeks of agony – the silent tension between my ex-group members and me and the fact that they are ignoring me now… (Erm. Let’s not get there 1st.) -  *BIG sigh*.. yeah. I don’t feel like being excited…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyway. I do admire the date.. haha. I mean it’s the 1st day of Sept! It’s such a beautiful date, don’t you think? Easy to remember though there’s not much events (at least those I’m familiar with) on &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/September_1" target="_blank"&gt;this day&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Okay… like last year, I’m putting a chronology of my blog. An update, to be exact. (&lt;a href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-20-years-old.html" target="_blank"&gt;Last year’s is here&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;┏━━━【&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00bb00;"&gt;２００８&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;】   &lt;br /&gt;┃   &lt;br /&gt;┣━「&lt;b&gt;Sept 10&lt;/b&gt;」 A &lt;a href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2008/09/somewhat-gloomy-day.html" target="_blank"&gt;teacher/uncle&lt;/a&gt; of mine just passed away.   &lt;br /&gt;┃   &lt;br /&gt;┣━「&lt;b&gt;Dec 13&lt;/b&gt;」 In &lt;a href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2008/12/temporarily-untitled.html" target="_blank"&gt;KL&lt;/a&gt;. Went to Kinokuniya and MPH.   &lt;br /&gt;┃   &lt;br /&gt;┣━「&lt;strong&gt;Dec 16&lt;/strong&gt;」 From &lt;a href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2008/12/temporarily-untitled-2.html" target="_blank"&gt;KL to KK&lt;/a&gt;. Home sweet home.   &lt;br /&gt;┃   &lt;br /&gt;┣━「&lt;b&gt;Dec 31&lt;/b&gt;」 A post to show my &lt;a href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-own-appreciation-day.html" target="_blank"&gt;appreciation on the last day&lt;/a&gt; of year 2008.   &lt;br /&gt;┃   &lt;br /&gt;┣━━━【&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00bb00;"&gt;２００９&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;】   &lt;br /&gt;┃   &lt;br /&gt;┣━「&lt;b&gt;Jan 5&lt;/b&gt;」 Finally had the ‘courage’ to &lt;a href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/01/two-of-kind.html" target="_blank"&gt;meet a dentist&lt;/a&gt;.   &lt;br /&gt;┃   &lt;br /&gt;┣━「&lt;b&gt;Jan 10&lt;/b&gt;」 My maternal &lt;a href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/01/goodbye-granny.html" target="_blank"&gt;grandma passed away&lt;/a&gt; on January 7th.   &lt;br /&gt;┃   &lt;br /&gt;┣━「&lt;strong&gt;Feb 26&lt;/strong&gt;」 &lt;a href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-blog-face.html" target="_blank"&gt;New layout&lt;/a&gt; (Color Paper)! Coincidentally, an old form 5 classmate started using the same layout few months later. Awkward.   &lt;br /&gt;┃   &lt;br /&gt;┣━「&lt;b&gt;Mar 7&lt;/b&gt;」 &lt;a href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/03/kpp.html" target="_blank"&gt;KPP&lt;/a&gt;. Few more steps to learning to drive.   &lt;br /&gt;┃   &lt;br /&gt;┣━「&lt;strong&gt;Mar 20&lt;/strong&gt;」 My black cat, &lt;a href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-love-you-kuro.html" target="_blank"&gt;Kuro&lt;/a&gt;, died a tragic death. &lt;strong&gt;SAA 8694 J&lt;/strong&gt; killed her.&lt;br /&gt;┃   &lt;br /&gt;┣━「&lt;strong&gt;Mar 24&lt;/strong&gt;」 &lt;a href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/03/oddish-mood.html" target="_blank"&gt;Still coping&lt;/a&gt; with my Kuro’s death. She likes to listen to music - when we play the piano, she will sit beside us. =(   &lt;br /&gt;┃   &lt;br /&gt;┣━「&lt;b&gt;Apr 7&lt;/b&gt;」 &lt;a href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-hair-day.html" target="_blank"&gt;New haircut&lt;/a&gt;. Front hair!&lt;br /&gt;┃   &lt;br /&gt;┣━「&lt;strong&gt;Apr 15&lt;/strong&gt;」 &lt;a href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-15th-at-random.html" target="_blank"&gt;Why I tweet&lt;/a&gt;? … &amp;amp; started &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; driving lessons.   &lt;br /&gt;┃   &lt;br /&gt;┣━「&lt;strong&gt;Jun 10&lt;/strong&gt;」 &lt;a href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/06/or-b.html" target="_blank"&gt;Failed&lt;/a&gt; driving test.&lt;br /&gt;┃   &lt;br /&gt;┣━「&lt;strong&gt;Jun 22&lt;/strong&gt;」 Second driving test – &lt;a href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/06/of-driving-and-studying.html" target="_blank"&gt;PASSED&lt;/a&gt;! Also, received university offer letter.   &lt;br /&gt;┃   &lt;br /&gt;┣━「&lt;b&gt;Jun 29&lt;/b&gt;」 &lt;a href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/06/few-hours-at-home.html" target="_blank"&gt;3 days&lt;/a&gt; of dorm experience.&lt;br /&gt;┃   &lt;br /&gt;┣━「&lt;strong&gt;Jul 6&lt;/strong&gt;」 I’m hating my &lt;a href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/07/week-of-all-flavours.html" target="_blank"&gt;university orientation&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;┃   &lt;br /&gt;┣━「&lt;strong&gt;Jul 15&lt;/strong&gt;」 &lt;a href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/07/introduction-is-necessary.html" target="_blank"&gt;First week&lt;/a&gt; of classes.   &lt;br /&gt;┃   &lt;br /&gt;┣━「&lt;strong&gt;Jul 19&lt;/strong&gt;」 My &lt;a href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-first-piano-practical-exam-grade-1.html" target="_blank"&gt;experience&lt;/a&gt; - ABRSM Piano practical exam for Grade 1.&lt;br /&gt;┃   &lt;br /&gt;┣━「&lt;strong&gt;Jul 30&lt;/strong&gt;」 &lt;a href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/07/july-30th-at-random.html" target="_blank"&gt;Passed my piano exam&lt;/a&gt;… with good marks!!!   &lt;br /&gt;┃   &lt;br /&gt;┣━「&lt;b&gt;Aug 16&lt;/b&gt;」 What I think of my courses/subjects &lt;a href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/08/classes-after-month.html" target="_blank"&gt;after 1 month&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;┃   &lt;br /&gt;┣━「&lt;strong&gt;Aug 21&lt;/strong&gt;」 Totally no chemistry between me and my [ex-]group members.   &lt;br /&gt;┃   &lt;br /&gt;┗━「&lt;b&gt;Sept 1&lt;/b&gt;」 &lt;b&gt;21th birthday. This post.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Awww.. Typing this post reminds me of my cats. I miss my black cats!!!! (I had another one, &lt;em&gt;Akira&lt;/em&gt;, but she died too… dunno why the shots &lt;a href="http://www.sabah.gov.my/hwan/index3.htm" target="_blank"&gt;they&lt;/a&gt; gave her weren’t doing its job…)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“…”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3583803430753440978-6359874699155331370?l=fight-oh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/fight-oh/~4/cqvlHUo7Ulk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/6359874699155331370/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-i-turned-21-today.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/6359874699155331370?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/6359874699155331370?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/fight-oh/~3/cqvlHUo7Ulk/so-i-turned-21-today.html" title="So… I turned 21 today." /><author><name>RuYanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18334900646956027793</uri><email>ruru.fighting@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01686978432727003171" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-i-turned-21-today.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUUDQ3s9cSp7ImA9WxNTGUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583803430753440978.post-7820044760176597451</id><published>2009-08-21T19:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T20:14:32.569+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-22T20:14:32.569+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="University" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Angry" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2009 posts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Shopping Bag" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="In Arrogant Mode" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Twitter" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Me." /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Book" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="at random" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Piano" /><title>August 21st at random</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;//&lt;strong&gt;Ihategroupproject&lt;/strong&gt;// Had a very bad, bad week. It’s supposed to be a “happy” mid-term semester break holiday but a group project that’s due AFTER the one-week holiday &lt;strong&gt;ruined&lt;/strong&gt; it. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m so going to &lt;em&gt;rant&lt;/em&gt; about it in a post. Possibly a long one. *Yeah, I don’t have anything better to do. haha* &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="zemanta-img" style="display: block; float: right; margin: 1em; width: 242px; height: 141px" jquery1250847948167="13657"&gt;   &lt;p class="zemanta-img-attribution" style="font-size: 0.8em" align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; display: block; float: none; margin: 0px auto; border-left: medium none; border-bottom: medium none" height="131" alt="Meetings are often held in conference rooms" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/4/4f/Conferenceroom2.JPG" width="192" /&gt;Image via &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Conferenceroom2.JPG"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Had “meetings” almost everyday at the university’s library without much result to show. Hmm. Maybe because I wasn’t there to see the results. My group doesn’t need me anyway – they have a another leader that is “more leader” than me, someone who met the lecturer face to face, someone who knows what to be done bla bla bla. I'm only a leader by name (I didn’t even ask to be one!). In the end, I started having doubts whether I’m capable to lead in the future, having doubts on my knowledge and way of thinking, having doubts in my abilities and talents…  Although I know how lousy I am as a leader, I was rude in every group meetings. I can’t believe someone with that kind of brain is studying in a university. (Yes. My arrogant tone is ON.) Oh yeah. That’s the kind of people who’s going to lead the future of Malaysia (or Sabah), one who doesn’t dare to think far and out-the-box, who only want to “stay safe” and talk beautiful but empty ideas. Some people are just not born with the right intelligence. Yay to the future! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*sigh* Dunno what will happen to me in the future?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;//&lt;strong&gt;Books from Kinokuniya&lt;/strong&gt;//  My mum stopped by that &lt;a href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2008/12/temporarily-untitled.html" target="_blank"&gt;book heaven&lt;/a&gt; while she’s in KL for a meeting so naturally I made her help me buy these… LOL. I know. Why a 21-years-old-to-be girl is into these kind of things? Blame Disney Channel. *Can’t wait for Camp Rock 2!*  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EpG3iNPZm0w/So6HciR0MeI/AAAAAAAAAms/zF38ft-m2Dw/s1600-h/DSC09263%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC09263" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="197" alt="DSC09263" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EpG3iNPZm0w/So6Hd8CwXeI/AAAAAAAAAmw/On322txSWBc/DSC09263_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="261" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EpG3iNPZm0w/So6HeskB0PI/AAAAAAAAAm0/GI9fHaJrV54/s1600-h/DSC09264%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC09264" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="198" alt="DSC09264" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EpG3iNPZm0w/So6HfTcwkoI/AAAAAAAAAm4/96ScURbtzyU/DSC09264_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="263" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’ve always wanted to play these songs on piano!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EpG3iNPZm0w/So6HfwtIfMI/AAAAAAAAAm8/jzgzrAQ8kzY/s1600-h/DSC09267%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC09267" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="75" alt="DSC09267" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EpG3iNPZm0w/So6HgmLXvjI/AAAAAAAAAnA/4lv8d_rCO98/DSC09267_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="261" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EpG3iNPZm0w/So6HhaSxUqI/AAAAAAAAAnE/aMMnNXLv0hE/s1600-h/DSC09266%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC09266" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="67" alt="DSC09266" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EpG3iNPZm0w/So6Hh6iYZZI/AAAAAAAAAnI/XaI8wiegtyo/DSC09266_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;//&lt;strong&gt;Happy, Happy Birthday!&lt;/strong&gt;//  It’s not my birthday yet… It’s Joe Jonas’ (Aug 15th) and Demi Lovato’s (Aug 20th)!!! Haha. Joe &lt;a href="http://jonasbrothersfans.ning.com/profiles/blogs/joe-as-a-cake" target="_blank"&gt;dressed up as a birthday cake&lt;/a&gt; on one of their soundchecks. JB’s &lt;a href="http://www.oceanup.com/2009/08/jonas-brothers-happy-birthday-demi.html" target="_blank"&gt;video for Demi’s birthday&lt;/a&gt;. Surprise, suprise – &lt;a href="http://www.jonasbrothersfanclub.com/news/news.php?uid=404" target="_blank"&gt;Joe’s going to be one of the guest judge for American Idol’s audition in Dallas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Thanks to the internet for telling me all these on a bad, ruined week. At least, now I know &lt;em&gt;someone else&lt;/em&gt; has a better week than me. Haha.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;//&lt;strong&gt;I may not follow you…&lt;/strong&gt;// Since Twitter &lt;a href="http://mashable.com/2009/07/23/twitter-correcting-followers/" target="_blank"&gt;deleted massive spam accounts&lt;/a&gt; last July, I’ve started screening my “following” list. Okay, it’s seems unrelated… but anyway.. I just want to keep my “following” list clean. I do read every tweets, you know. My limit is 30 “followings”… So these past few weeks, I’ve been following but actively un-following too… It seems rude actually especially if it’s a private account (how would I know if I like reading your tweets or not when you kept it private?), but it has to be done. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I'm doing the same with the “follower” list. There’s &lt;a href="http://www.twitblock.org/" target="_blank"&gt;TwitBlock&lt;/a&gt; to help me with that. I didn’t block all simultaneously – just those with alarming spamminess rating. Some twitterers are real twitterers (who may only post links in their tweets).. Everyone tweet for different reasons, so I think it’s quite unfair to block them. I do hope they stop auto-following though, it’s really weird to have someone following you just because you mentioned “foot” (as in “foot massage”, real experience!) in your tweet(s).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="zemanta-pixie" style="margin-top: 10px; height: 15px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3583803430753440978-7820044760176597451?l=fight-oh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/fight-oh/~4/Ufrz15fiZhA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/7820044760176597451/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/08/august-21st-at-random.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/7820044760176597451?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/7820044760176597451?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/fight-oh/~3/Ufrz15fiZhA/august-21st-at-random.html" title="August 21st at random" /><author><name>RuYanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18334900646956027793</uri><email>ruru.fighting@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01686978432727003171" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/08/august-21st-at-random.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkAFRnoyfSp7ImA9WxNUEk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583803430753440978.post-131375192427660695</id><published>2009-08-16T05:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T15:51:57.495+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-03T15:51:57.495+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="University" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2009 posts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Courses" /><title>Classes… after a month?</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;After over a month, what do I think about the courses (subjects?) I’m taking for this semester?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;Ethics for Professionals&lt;/strong&gt;” – Mixed feelings. &lt;font size="1"&gt;Hate my group.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;Islam and Asian Civilization&lt;/strong&gt;” – History. Duh. The ultimate bore.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;Art Appreciation&lt;/strong&gt;” – Just started class 2 weeks ago. Doesn’t seem like what I have in mind. Looks fun but it’s still early to say more.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;Dragon Boat &lt;/strong&gt;[Club?]” – Sea + non-swimmer + 1st-timer + Sunburn = FUN. Relaxing course, actually. Doesn’t have to think much…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;Computer Programming&amp;#160; &amp;amp; Simulation&lt;/strong&gt;” – Interesting. Very closely-related to my minor (CG). I can almost say I love it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;Mathematics I&lt;/strong&gt;”, “&lt;strong&gt;Economic Statistics&lt;/strong&gt;” – I should love my math courses. Statistics is super hard (my math weakness other than those involving graphs especially weird-shaped ones) but I WILL find my way to conquer it. Logic and Set Theory are my new love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;English for Research Purposes &lt;/strong&gt;(ERP)” – I initially wanted to take “Grammar in Context” course (because I want to learn more about grammar) but there’s no more vacancy so I ended up taking this. I don’t really read much journals but I’m familiar with them. I was my mum’s unacknowledged assistant (lol.) when she was still doing her doctorate thesis on something about innovation. She was a part-time post-graduate student… so during my free time, I was the one who looked for journals she needed and wanted for her research. So when I started ERP class, I wasn’t surprised by the terms. What’s even better is I’m going to write my own erm… mini-thesis. I found out that this course will help me in my 2nd/3rd year. English is always my favourite subject, even though the class is held at night (everyone’s tired and sleepy), it’s pretty relaxing. A good distraction, to say the least.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;Digital Systems&lt;/strong&gt;” – Finally started class last Friday. The subject looks difficult. The lecturer is pretty but she’s very strict at the same time. She’s cool, really.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Title of the courses (originally in malay) were loosely-translated. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3583803430753440978-131375192427660695?l=fight-oh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/fight-oh/~4/Hxf7nzC0sUk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/131375192427660695/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/08/classes-after-month.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/131375192427660695?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/131375192427660695?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/fight-oh/~3/Hxf7nzC0sUk/classes-after-month.html" title="Classes… after a month?" /><author><name>RuYanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18334900646956027793</uri><email>ruru.fighting@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01686978432727003171" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/08/classes-after-month.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkEMRHg9cCp7ImA9WxJaEU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583803430753440978.post-6169322493760998656</id><published>2009-08-01T21:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T21:51:25.668+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-01T21:51:25.668+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Friends" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2009 posts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="1st post" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Thoughts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Twitter" /><title>“What are you doing?”</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="zemanta-img" style="display: block; float: right; margin: 1em; width: 220px" jquery1249126714069="13360"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crunchbase.com/product/twitter"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; display: block; border-left: medium none; border-bottom: medium none" height="49" alt="Image representing Twitter as depicted in Crun..." src="http://www.crunchbase.com/assets/images/resized/0000/2755/2755v2-max-450x450.png" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;p class="zemanta-img-attribution" style="font-size: 0.8em"&gt;Image via &lt;a href="http://www.crunchbase.com/"&gt;CrunchBase&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m officially addicted to &lt;a class="zem_slink" title="Twitter" href="http://twitter.com/" rel="homepage"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I started tweeting &lt;a href="http://tweetstats.com/graphs/ruyanda" target="_blank"&gt;since April this year&lt;/a&gt; and so far have over 600 tweets…&amp;#160; I can’t leave my cell phone at home, not because I need it to text my family or friends, but it’s for the sake of tweeting from wherever. Sometimes, the thought(s) just come and I &lt;u&gt;have&lt;/u&gt; to tweet it out (even though I doubt that anyone would be interested in reading it…). My cell phone credit is used mostly for tweeting from “mobile web” and “text” (expensive but useful when your cell has low battery) tweets. Wow. Signs of addiction, isn’t it?&amp;#160; Speaking of reading tweets, actually, because tweets are in 140-character format, it’s hard to ignore someone’s tweet. At one glance, you may already read the tweet unconsciously. That is what makes it different from reading blog posts.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I don’t know if other people do it but sometimes when I see a long post I might just skim through it or straight away skip reading it. This is where I see the need of microblogs. I had one blog post in 2005 (when I’m still new to blogging) that only contained two short sentences (I think I’d deleted the posts). That should’ve been tweeted and not blogged.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Oh, yeah. Lately I changed my what-to-tweet-about a bit. I actually like to be witty in my tweets but I always fail to do so (*embarassing!* Akira’s style)… But I’ll keep trying. Hehe. I said before that I don’t really care how many followers I have, but I do&amp;#160; monitor who follows me. I follow back those whose tweets I like to read. I block those who is apparently spam twitters. “Spam-like” (contained many links sometimes business-ish, &amp;amp; I think they expect a follow-back) twitterers – I look forward to be unfollowed.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Recently, I also found many ex-schoolmates/classmates on Twitter. Dunno why, I feel it’s easier to chat on Twitter then messaging on whatever-social-site (though I don’t have an account on facebook). The “message” can be seen publicly if it’s accessed from the tweeter’s twitter site, though. To date, I already dragged 3 people to join Twitter… &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/enilyram" target="_blank"&gt;Ren-chan&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/me1issame1ody" target="_blank"&gt;Mel-chan&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; my &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Jvira" target="_blank"&gt;little sister&lt;/a&gt;. If you noticed, I also changed the “featured post” section to feature my latest 4 tweets… quite nice lah, at least to me. ^_^&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Tweet me if you are on twitter!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3583803430753440978-6169322493760998656?l=fight-oh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/fight-oh/~4/qFCrsOfX9Lk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/6169322493760998656/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-are-you-doing.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/6169322493760998656?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/6169322493760998656?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/fight-oh/~3/qFCrsOfX9Lk/what-are-you-doing.html" title="“What are you doing?”" /><author><name>RuYanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18334900646956027793</uri><email>ruru.fighting@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01686978432727003171" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-are-you-doing.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUEDQn47eSp7ImA9WxJaEUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583803430753440978.post-5705210553845753733</id><published>2009-07-30T16:06:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T16:01:13.001+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-01T16:01:13.001+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="University" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2009 posts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Blabbers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="at random" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Piano" /><title>July 30th at random</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;//Piano exam’s result//&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img style="float:right;" width="45%" src="http://img218.imageshack.us/img218/8274/dsc09240.jpg" /&gt;My piano teacher handed me the mark form (=result) last Sunday. I passed… with distinction!  (Didn’t see that coming, though…).  Initially, I only hope I’ll pass (like around 100-110) but I never expected it to be 133/150! Nevertheless, I’m happy and feeling grateful to God and everyone who helped me throughout my exam-preparation. (So my decision to live outside the university campus as a non-residence has proved its worthwhile-ness …) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;//Amusing : “Yes, I must.”//&lt;/strong&gt; I had an amusing conversation last Saturday during my dragon boat club meeting. There was a new member (meaning : just switched course). She didn’t bring any extra clothes so she wanted to borrow from this one girl (who didn’t join the activity/excused for I-dunno-what). I guess the girl refused to lend her ‘cos the new member asked me later on whether I encountered a selfish person (in university) before. I was thinking of those who’s selfish with their knowledge but apparently she meant the person who didn’t want to lend her clothes. I could see that she’s totally pissed off ‘cos she kept repeating the same issue. Secretly inside my mind, I was thinking what I’ll do if I’m asked the same question. And… I would do the same. I won’t lend my clothes to a stranger. I can’t &lt;u&gt;just&lt;/u&gt; do that… unless I’m ready to mourn for my soon-to-be lost clothes. It’s my problem, really.. As much as I want to trust that people are naturally good, in reality, it’s the other way round. Anyway. I think she failed to see that not everyone can be as flexible as she is. But the amusing thing wasn’t this.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It’s this: &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Her : So are you going this Sunday? [the lecturer said there’s no activity next Saturday but we can opt to go and see a rowing competition on Sunday]&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Me : I'm not going. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Her : You have other activities...? &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Me : Yeah. I'm going to church. [&lt;em&gt;Thought : ..and I have piano class.&lt;/em&gt;] &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Her : *silence*... You must go to church? &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Me : *smiles awkwardly* Yes. [&lt;em&gt;Thought : What the..?&lt;/em&gt;] &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Her : What is your religion?&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Me : *a little bewildered* Christian.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Then, moment of silence.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;(The conversation was originally in malay &amp;amp; she’s not chinese or indian.)&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Maybe not everyone will agree with me, but seeing it from my &lt;u&gt;point of view&lt;/u&gt;, it’s pretty amusing.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;//Study life so far…//&lt;/strong&gt; It’s almost a month already. How’s my study going? Okay. So-so. Frankly, not so well. You know what? I finally get it. I finally see it. I understand why those in university can’t spare much time to blog (before entering university, I always blog-surf to read about university students’ life). One word. Busy.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It’s very overwhelming! Can’t miss class (100% attendance is compulsory)… Sometimes classes are cancelled… So you waste time waiting for that class (if you are informed last minutely) &amp;amp; you’ll have double (I can’t bear thinking of triple ones) doses of that class next (or future) week. Wow. Even my class-free day (Thursday) has started to be cluttered by substitute/lab/tutorial classes. Wow. I appreciate my weekends more now because that’s the only only days I can sleep all day. Okay, maybe not all day. I need study time too. Erm. Wait. What study time? I barely have time to study/revise. I feel really tired after class… no mood to study. *sigh* My “procrastinazy” (procrastinate + lazy, lol. Other people actually &lt;a href="http://www.google.com.my/search?rlz=1C1GGLS_en-USMY299MY305&amp;amp;sourceid=chrome&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;q=procrastinazy" target="_blank"&gt;used the term too&lt;/a&gt;.) disease has re-occurred.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well, that has to change this week. I need to allocate time for studying/revising… Oh, yeah. Funny thing I noticed : there are other math students who’s carrying STPM Pure Math book(s) everywhere. Are they using those STPM reference books as “&lt;em&gt;reference”&lt;/em&gt;??? Fortunately, I didn’t throw away my books away. I can re-use it then.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;//&lt;strong&gt;Group Hate &lt;/strong&gt;(whining mode)// Group assignments, group projects – all that are so bothersome! The bigger the group, the crappier it become… It’s so hard to hold a meeting when everyone’s timetables are different. I want to work alone! I want my own working space!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;//&lt;b&gt;Extra thing...&lt;/b&gt; // &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I found my unspoken speech (done in 2007, when it was rumoured that one of us had to give a speech. Lol. Of course, no such thing happened). The written and then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://laelyn.blog.friendster.com/2007/11/ruth-speech/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;unspoken speech still exists…online&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;. From @&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/enilyram" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;enilyram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;/Ren-chan's blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3583803430753440978-5705210553845753733?l=fight-oh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/fight-oh/~4/K5MbahBQB0s" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/5705210553845753733/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/07/july-30th-at-random.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/5705210553845753733?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/5705210553845753733?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/fight-oh/~3/K5MbahBQB0s/july-30th-at-random.html" title="July 30th at random" /><author><name>RuYanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18334900646956027793</uri><email>ruru.fighting@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01686978432727003171" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/07/july-30th-at-random.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEcERH0zcCp7ImA9WxJUGU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583803430753440978.post-263026675135290938</id><published>2009-07-19T00:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T00:53:25.388+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-19T00:53:25.388+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2009 posts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Me." /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Tweets" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Piano" /><title>My First Piano Practical Exam (Grade 1)</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Inconsistence is my middle name!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Piano [practical] exam – July 16th, 2009.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EpG3iNPZm0w/SmH5h7bJjXI/AAAAAAAAAls/6P7a0bymJro/s1600-h/July16th_tweet%5B5%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="July16th_tweet" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="255" alt="July16th_tweet" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EpG3iNPZm0w/SmH5i444iII/AAAAAAAAAl0/VrUTmxIeva0/July16th_tweet_thumb%5B3%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I already had my GUILD music theory exam last year. But a practical exam is scarier because I’ll be &lt;em&gt;communicating&lt;/em&gt; with the examiner!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I really don’t know how good (or bad) I am at playing the piano. I just depend on my teacher’s recommendation… and I don’t know if the examiners good words were for real or just to make me feel better because I made little mistakes here and there. During the last [practice] recital, the principal of my music school didn’t comment much on my pieces other than my &lt;em&gt;untimely tempo &lt;/em&gt;(fast song played slow and vice versa)… Oh. Gosh. I really don’t know my level.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyway. I think I did the best I can do. It can be hard when other people have high expectations… so – regarding the piano – I insist on having fun. I’ll sit for exams but I don’t want to score high. I just want to have fun and improve myself along the journey.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Okay, back to the story. The examiner was really friendly (&amp;amp; seems to like chocolate.) He went&amp;#160; into the waiting room during tea break to get some chocolates and asked the “steward” to put one in his coffee. He offered us (the examinee, there’s also another girl waiting) the chocolates and I readily took it (lol) because eating chocolate helped lessen my nervousness. I thanked him and he returned to the exam room. Then more exam-takers came… The principal also came (maybe to give us moral support…). I was the first to come in after the tea break was over.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Nervous! Nervous! Even more nervous when he himself came in the waiting room to bring the next student (me!). Oh. Gosh. Then I adjusted the bench before sitting down, opened my book at my 1st piece… and he asked what I want to play first. I started with scales… &amp;amp; when he asked me to play broken chords for F major, I misheard him and played F Major scales instead. He stopped me when he realised my mistake. I said sorry and continued playing the broken chords.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Scales over, now it’s the 3 pieces’ turn. I played my 1st piece with a bit mistake but I kept on playing (as my teacher told me to do). Then 2nd piece, a slow one (I tried improving my tempo at home with the newly-bought metronome)… Okay&lt;em&gt;-lah, &lt;/em&gt;I think. Then, the 3rd piece! I paused before starting. For your information, this piece is my most problematic piece among those three. During lesson, whenever we reached this page, I would gasp and my teacher will sigh, “Oh, no. That again.” The thing is, I always play this piece too fast, too slow, too unhappy, or not too &lt;em&gt;springy&lt;/em&gt;. I kept got corrected by my teacher. *sigh* So, I played my 3rd piece, it sounded different from the one I always played because I kept in mind to make it more jumpy/springy. When done, I think I did okay. Whatever. Then it’s the examiner’s time to comment. “That’s the best version (for that piece) I’ve heard from KK.” (referring to my 3rd piece… and I may recalled what he said wrongly.) “Huh?” I thought. He approved of my problematic piece? That’s so sweet of him! I guess he’s just being nice because I’m an adult beginner (I’m so old!) taking a Grade 1 piano exam…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After that it’s sight-reading. I was lucky. I got a piece without flats and sharps! Then aural test. Clap. Clap… okay. I’m never good at that guessing the beat part. Then singing (I love this part!). I messed a bit with the last parts… to identify changes of rhythm and melody in pieces. Then, it’s the end. I thanked him and went back to the waiting room. The principal asked me how was it and I answered her wrongly because I was still recovering from my nervous state.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;That’s it. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My first piano practical exam.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3583803430753440978-263026675135290938?l=fight-oh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/fight-oh/~4/mJN1GLXJYeA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/263026675135290938/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-first-piano-practical-exam-grade-1.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/263026675135290938?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/263026675135290938?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/fight-oh/~3/mJN1GLXJYeA/my-first-piano-practical-exam-grade-1.html" title="My First Piano Practical Exam (Grade 1)" /><author><name>RuYanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18334900646956027793</uri><email>ruru.fighting@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01686978432727003171" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-first-piano-practical-exam-grade-1.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0EMRHc8eyp7ImA9WxJUGU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583803430753440978.post-4402205906506108541</id><published>2009-07-15T16:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T20:54:45.973+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-18T20:54:45.973+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="University" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2009 posts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Blabbers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Thoughts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Me." /><title>Introduction is Necessary</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/RuYanda/status/2607874538" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Finally posted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The 1st week of &lt;em&gt;kuliah&lt;/em&gt; (classes?) were mostly introduction week (July 7th- 11th) for the courses I’d registered. While some lecturers were absent (“Digital System” &amp;amp; “Art Appreciation” Lame trans. I know.)… mostly just straight away went down to business - “Okay. For this semester, you must form group and do this and that…” – and  my Math programmes are the &lt;u&gt;best&lt;/u&gt;! Brief introduction and then class! Math class. Multiple math classes. I can’t wait for more…hahaha.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I finally had the opportunity to register for the &lt;a href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/07/week-of-all-flavours.html" target="_blank"&gt;course I missed&lt;/a&gt;. But it didn’t go well in the beginning. Ignorantly, I registered to a non-existent class. When I reached the class, it’s dark and lifeless… then I entered a class where (no offence!) the students didn’t look like the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Malaysian_University_English_Test" target="_blank"&gt;MUET&lt;/a&gt; Band 4/5/6 type.  They were speaking to each other rudely… and two of the boys just finished smoking (smoking isn’t allowed in the campus). I knew because I could smell the hateful smell. Okay. Smoking’s unrelated to their MUET results… but trust me on this. It didn’t look like the class I’m supposed to be in. My suspicions were confirmed when I overheard the girls telling each other their MUET &lt;em&gt;bands. &lt;/em&gt;Band 3…. and also when the lecturer came in and introduced the course’s name. I went out quickly and were lost among the classes. Next day, I looked at the notice board and saw that the class I registered to was cancelled.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“&lt;em&gt;Sukan Perahu”, – &lt;/em&gt;which I realised later is related to &lt;a class="zem_slink" title="Dragon boat" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dragon_boat" rel="wikipedia"&gt;Dragon boat&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://commons.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Toronto_female_rowing_team.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-left: medium none; margin-right: 0px; border-bottom: medium none" height="61" alt="Toronto rowing team" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/8/84/Toronto_female_rowing_team.jpg/300px-Toronto_female_rowing_team.jpg" width="300" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;– was… kind of fun. No, we haven’t started &lt;em&gt;rowing&lt;/em&gt; yet… but it does sound fun although I don’t know how to swim! I chose this because I can’t register to the co-curricular course I wanted (Netball!). I never involved myself with water sports before so this was like a big joke in my family. But, whatever. We’ll see what happens at the next meeting. I might change my mind about this water sport thing.  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The university  should’ve  &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Parachuting" target="_blank"&gt;Sky Diving&lt;/a&gt; – I will totally go for that. ^_^. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My least favourite course is TITAS. Because it’s basically history. I’m so bad at history. Tamadun Islam dan Tamadun Asia. (trans: Islam Civilization and Asian Civilization. @Peninsular Civilization. :-P ) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;New things I noticed about this new ‘phase’ of life…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Notice Board Alert. &lt;/strong&gt;Must know where the notice boards are for the courses I’m taking to get information – cancelled classes, extra classes, etc… – and always &lt;em&gt;visit&lt;/em&gt;  them because you’ll never know what you’ll miss.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Living outside is not a bliss.&lt;/strong&gt; It’s not easy living outside the campus. I’m aware it’s a bit far from home (I even ruined the routine my family had in the morning) but my problem isn’t that. I’m worried if I missed any announcements (esp. regarding PTPTN matters and classes…) during my absence. And here enters number 3’s importance.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“What’s your cell phone number?”&lt;/strong&gt;  - Getting phone numbers of my coursemates suddenly becomes important to me. Everyone needs everyone’s numbers!&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Group VS Individual.&lt;/strong&gt; I’m talking about assignments and projects. I’ve always prefer working on a project alone to working as a group but it’s so unavoidable now! Working with strangers (=someone I just know in class) irk me. I just wish we finish everything early and say our goodbyes. One thing that amused me is the way the lecturers want our groups formed – must be 1Malaysia-themed. Must have “&lt;em&gt;Malay, Indian, Chinese and/or Others.”&lt;/em&gt; This is nothing new to me (&amp;amp; I expect the Sabahans and Sarawakians think the same too) ‘cos we do it all the time since primary school. In fact, I think I care more about the genders rather than the races.. “How many girls?” “Want any boys?” It seems apparent that a different thing is happening in Peninsular schools… it’s like the ads I saw on TV. [What’s wrong with you people? Sabahans and Sarawakians are Malaysians as well! ]&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;That’s all I have to blog about today. Duh. Lame last words. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;(See the rowing boat image? I’m trying out the Zemanta plugin I installed for Windows Live Writer… actually my posts were mostly words, no images. So I’m going to decorate a bit starting from this post. Not too much though, that will take forever to load~)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Image via &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://commons.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Toronto_female_rowing_team.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="zemanta-pixie" style="margin-top: 10px; height: 15px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3583803430753440978-4402205906506108541?l=fight-oh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/fight-oh/~4/Uumsb9mdxqo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/4402205906506108541/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/07/introduction-is-necessary.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/4402205906506108541?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/4402205906506108541?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/fight-oh/~3/Uumsb9mdxqo/introduction-is-necessary.html" title="Introduction is Necessary" /><author><name>RuYanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18334900646956027793</uri><email>ruru.fighting@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01686978432727003171" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/07/introduction-is-necessary.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk4HQXc5eCp7ImA9WxNUEk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583803430753440978.post-4952658574980862014</id><published>2009-07-06T17:26:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T15:55:30.920+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-03T15:55:30.920+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="University" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2009 posts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Me." /><title>A Week of All Flavours</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;On &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/RuYanda/status/2471185959" target="_blank"&gt;5th of July&lt;/a&gt;, I tweeted “U Orientation : I enjoyed it but mostly I hate it.” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmm… Let me recall what happened. *thinking* It was okay the first 3 days but as the real orientation period started (June 30th-July 4th) – I started to hate it. On the 1st day (June 30th), I was stupid enough to sit near the big speaker in &lt;u&gt;The Hall&lt;/u&gt;. So, I ended being &lt;em&gt;shouted at&lt;/em&gt;. Okay, &lt;u&gt;everyone&lt;/u&gt; ended being shouted at. I really couldn’t take it when the seniors shout on the microphone to order us to do this and that! I was like “Why are you shouting?”… and he even shouted at random times, startling those who weren’t ready for erm… a shout (including me). That truly made me upset for days. I kept fighting back my tears (not because I was homesick but because I don’t like &lt;a href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2008/10/blabbers-7-too-loud.html" target="_blank"&gt;loud noises&lt;/a&gt;). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the same day, there were briefings related to the university all day. Because I woke up early for a “Moral class” (Kuliah Moral), I kept dozing off when the important people in the university were delivering their speeches. It was embarrassing but I couldn’t care much anymore because I was too sleepy and tired. That was the one and only “Moral class” I’d been to. I was absent for the rest of it (3 days of “Moral class”). Actually, it was more like a motivational class (which I think was okay), but I refused to sacrifice my sleep for that. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The next day (July 1st), we spent the whole day with our&lt;em&gt; schools&lt;/em&gt;. I had a much better time than yesterday but I was still always sleepy. My sleepiness became worst at night. The seniors kept us from returning to our dorms because we still couldn’t sing the university’s song properly. They were preparing us for a big event for tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On July 2nd : Big event in the morning. We officially became a part of the university. Ikrar and Aku Janji. I slept early because I purposely missed the &lt;em&gt;riadah&lt;/em&gt; activity at night. Oh, yeah. It was on this day that I finally had enough and burst out crying as I called home. Homesick? Computer-sick? Piano-sick? Above all, I realised I hate the dorm after all. I hate staying there. I refuse to like it. I refuse to adapt to the life. I refuse to be under their authority. (I know. Spoilt, spoilt girl!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Course registration was on Friday (July 3rd). Haha. I still don’t get these university terms. Initially, I was thinking : “I’ve registered for my course (university registration) already why am I registering my course again?”. Oh. Actually what I was registering was the “subjects” I’m going to study throughout the semester. Okay. Everyone was early – we had to use the computers at the library to go online for that purpose – and when there’s so many people lining up already inside, the library staff informed that the computers were in hang mode. They told us to return in the evening. But it’s no use. The computers’ still unusable till Saturday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There’s a cool performance at night at &lt;u&gt;The Hall&lt;/u&gt;. It was performed by students from the Art school (dunno remember the real name). I &lt;a aiotitle="click to expand" href="javascript:togglecomments('TWEET1M')"&gt;tweeted&lt;/a&gt; about it but I don’t think my tweets did justice to their performance. I need a video to prove it. Haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="commenthidden" id="TWEET1M"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i489.photobucket.com/albums/rr255/ruru_fighting/Tweets%20for%20Blog/iM.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;On Saturday, we were supposed to &lt;em&gt;check in&lt;/em&gt; to our permanent dorm. I was desperate to get out because of my piano exam (last minute cramming!) so I didn’t care much about my courses registration. When I finally could log in to site to register (in the evening, I kept getting my password wrong. I realised in the end that it’s a 12-character password. My original password was 13 characters long) – I’m short of one course! It’s full! &amp;amp; now I don’t know what to do!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What a week.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3583803430753440978-4952658574980862014?l=fight-oh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/fight-oh/~4/VkqBPScvz2s" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/4952658574980862014/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/07/week-of-all-flavours.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/4952658574980862014?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/4952658574980862014?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/fight-oh/~3/VkqBPScvz2s/week-of-all-flavours.html" title="A Week of All Flavours" /><author><name>RuYanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18334900646956027793</uri><email>ruru.fighting@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01686978432727003171" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/07/week-of-all-flavours.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE8DQn45eip7ImA9WxJVEkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583803430753440978.post-4433595667779027214</id><published>2009-06-29T10:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T11:41:13.022+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-29T11:41:13.022+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="University" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2009 posts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Me." /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Piano" /><title>Few Hours at Home</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;*sigh*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Well, I’ll try not to be exaggerate too much…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My first 3 days living in the university’s dorm was okay. I didn’t meet many new friends…just had conversations with whoever were close to me during any activities. I only have one roommate even though there’s 12 beds (3 rooms) available in our room (it’s room within room). Maybe that made me a bit relaxed because I don’t like crowds.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Our dorm is the farthest but sometimes when the university buses are not available (or we are not allowed to ride on like yesterday’s registration), we have to walk. I don’t mind the walking part actually as long as I’m walking with other people. Sure my legs hurt but whatever. I’m in a university! Lol. The thing that bothered me most is sweating. I’m sweating all the time. Which doesn’t sound good…or &lt;em&gt;smell&lt;/em&gt; good either. Haha. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It amuses me that almost all of these new, fresh undergraduate students are a year younger than me. It’s only a year but it’s still like Form 4 and Form 5, I can feel the difference. It doesn’t help when I recognized one of the seniors that manage this orientation. We went to the same school for Form 6 although he’s in the humanities stream. He’s a nice guy actually so I wasn’t surprised to see him as one of the &lt;em&gt;helpers. &lt;/em&gt;Don’t know if he still recognizes/knows me?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyway. I’m trying to do something &lt;em&gt;unthinkable&lt;/em&gt;. I can’t say it here yet but it’s related to my selfishness. Yeah, okay. I'll declare it here : I'm spoilt and can't live independently in a university dorm. I miss the interaction between my family, I miss the familiar seat in front of the home computer, I miss drinking coffee endlessly (I seldom go down to the canteen(orwhateveryoucalltheplace), &lt;u&gt;I miss playing piano whenever I want to&lt;/u&gt;, I miss the meowing my cats do asking for food...oh, yeah. I'm a spoilt child. There. Now, think worst of me and praise yourself for being more independent than me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i489.photobucket.com/albums/rr255/ruru_fighting/Smilies/Anikao-onigiri/onigiri_xd.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have piano practical exam on this July 16th. I know, bad timing (with all this university thing). I don’t know what I expected to happen when I register for that earlier this year but it’s happening, it’s expensive, &amp;amp; I don’t want to miss it. I’m worried that I won’t have enough time to practise especially the aural part. I think my piano teacher’s seems a bit worried now…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Oh, yeah. I already received my driving licence last Saturday. I should be able to drive the family car…after I buy the &lt;a href="http://driving-school.com.my/driving-license/malaysian-probationary-drivers-license/" target="_blank"&gt;[P] stickers&lt;/a&gt;. /Initially, I thought the driving tutor will give me the stickers but he didn’t. /&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3583803430753440978-4433595667779027214?l=fight-oh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/fight-oh/~4/kOF-4b7vNgQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/4433595667779027214/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/06/few-hours-at-home.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/4433595667779027214?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/4433595667779027214?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/fight-oh/~3/kOF-4b7vNgQ/few-hours-at-home.html" title="Few Hours at Home" /><author><name>RuYanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18334900646956027793</uri><email>ruru.fighting@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01686978432727003171" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/06/few-hours-at-home.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUICQXc4cCp7ImA9WxJbGEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583803430753440978.post-8141340824213140860</id><published>2009-06-22T16:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T01:12:40.938+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-30T01:12:40.938+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="University" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2009 posts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Blabbers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Learning to Drive" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Twitter" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Me." /><title>Of driving and studying</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Yes!!! I passed!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i489.photobucket.com/albums/rr255/ruru_fighting/Smilies/Tuzki%20Bunny/4a46b55d45b060956ecd8.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Finally! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I think the JPJ examiner (male) I had today was nice. I almost repeat the same mistake I did last time but he only reminded me not to do that next time. I was in a bad mood since the morning (proof = tweets on this day), so I guess I &lt;em&gt;forgot&lt;/em&gt; to feel nervous. When I was in the car, then only the nervousness kicked in. But I kept telling myself that it wasn’t a test and the person beside me wasn’t an examiner. I imagined it as my usual driving practice session. I think it worked quite well. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Also, today I received my university offer letter. I’m going to study “Maths” (with Computer Graphic) in a local university nearby. I’m not going to publicize university’s name because I don’t want any online search results linking to my personal blog. Though, I’d mentioned it in a previous post (or more?)… For now, no. Anyway. I didn’t expect to be offered that course because I was aiming for “Anthropology and Sociology” – and my Maths sucked lately (I was doing great in Form 3 but years after that was a different story) - *sigh*. But Maths is one of my favourite subjects, so hopefully I could cope with a higher level of Maths in the university. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I blogged about revealing &lt;a href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/05/may-8th-at-random.html" target="_blank"&gt;real names online before&lt;/a&gt;, and I decided I’m not going to…at least not for this blog (though *hint* RuYanda is quite obvious! *hint*). Those who have my official e-mail could find me on Twitter (if they decided to twitter too), and there’s a link to this blog on &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/RuYanda" target="_blank"&gt;my Twitter&lt;/a&gt; page. Actually, that kind of worries me too…but whatever. They might un-follow me right away after seeing my boring tweets. Haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3583803430753440978-8141340824213140860?l=fight-oh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/fight-oh/~4/Q35VRb3ZSvM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/8141340824213140860/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/06/of-driving-and-studying.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/8141340824213140860?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/8141340824213140860?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/fight-oh/~3/Q35VRb3ZSvM/of-driving-and-studying.html" title="Of driving and studying" /><author><name>RuYanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18334900646956027793</uri><email>ruru.fighting@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01686978432727003171" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/06/of-driving-and-studying.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkMERXwzcCp7ImA9WxJWE0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583803430753440978.post-7945561562177117919</id><published>2009-06-19T14:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T14:53:24.288+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-19T14:53:24.288+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="University" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blog" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2009 posts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Blabbers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Shopping Bag" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Learning to Drive" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="at random" /><title>June 19th at random</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I’m trying &lt;a href="http://windowslivewriter.spaces.live.com/" target="_blank"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; out for this post. For a starter, the first thing I realise after I installed it - I’m typing my post as if I’m typing it directly in my blog. Cool!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;===&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My [online] shopping bag! Just received them this week!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="191" src="http://i489.photobucket.com/albums/rr255/ruru_fighting/Shopping Bag/DSC09140.jpg" width="254" /&gt; &lt;img height="191" src="http://i489.photobucket.com/albums/rr255/ruru_fighting/Shopping Bag/DSC09127.jpg" width="255" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“&lt;a href="http://www.yesasia.com/global/1016184324-0-0-0-en/info.html" target="_blank"&gt;Koi no ABO&lt;/a&gt;” was released a few months ago but I got it later because my sister pre-ordered YUI’s single “&lt;a href="http://www.yesasia.com/global/1016485888-0-0-0-en/info.html" target="_blank"&gt;again&lt;/a&gt;” (which is just released this month). The other one is self-explanatory – USB drive, 2gb, June 2nd – haha!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;=== &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m tired of facing my driving tutor…&amp;#160; so I MUST pass the next test!!!&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;img src="http://i489.photobucket.com/albums/rr255/ruru_fighting/Smilies/Tuzki Bunny/ganbare.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;===&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;For the time being, UPU result : &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/RuYanda/status/2233640972" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="160" src="http://i489.photobucket.com/albums/rr255/ruru_fighting/Tweets for Blog/u.jpg" width="567" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*sigh*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3583803430753440978-7945561562177117919?l=fight-oh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/fight-oh/~4/ZMGaKRAP2Zs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/7945561562177117919/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/06/june-19th-at-random.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/7945561562177117919?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583803430753440978/posts/default/7945561562177117919?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/fight-oh/~3/ZMGaKRAP2Zs/june-19th-at-random.html" title="June 19th at random" /><author><name>RuYanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18334900646956027793</uri><email>ruru.fighting@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01686978432727003171" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://fight-oh.blogspot.com/2009/06/june-19th-at-random.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>
