<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7200801263852081103</id><updated>2011-11-27T17:08:56.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Backpack.Me.</title><subtitle type='html'>When life turns against me. I got my backpack.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7200801263852081103/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookeverywhere.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Matthew Ong.K.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09676200177589253765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7200801263852081103.post-2345452279417671517</id><published>2010-10-24T17:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T17:05:44.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Current state of mind</title><content type='html'>Balancing work and studies... How does someone do that??? Lol.. Well I've just got a job as a sales rep selling telco product. It pays well.. Just have to keep selling... Well when I got the job, I felt sad and burdened.. I know you must say why is that??? My presentation is comin and my supervisor told me that the training week is very important and not to  miss it.. So I was in a dilemma. Am I going to prioritize on my job or my education.. First thought that sprang to my mind was EDUCATION! But I was selected from 21 applications.. I got it! And this is an opportunity not to be missed.. Sighs.. I was so depressed.. That I literally feel useless... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7200801263852081103-2345452279417671517?l=lookeverywhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/2345452279417671517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7200801263852081103&amp;postID=2345452279417671517' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7200801263852081103/posts/default/2345452279417671517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7200801263852081103/posts/default/2345452279417671517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookeverywhere.blogspot.com/2010/10/current-state-of-mind.html' title='Current state of mind'/><author><name>Matthew Ong.K.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09676200177589253765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7200801263852081103.post-7118548977252669922</id><published>2010-09-01T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T23:08:52.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks June. I really appreciate it... :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title" style="color: #323232; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; font: normal normal normal 30px/normal Impact, sans-serif; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;This might just be the most beautiful thing that has been ever written to me. It means a lot to me June.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are making me miss you and the other so damn bloody much. Miss spending time, sharing jokes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mamaking at the most inappropriate times and kidding with each other... hugss... Words could not&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;express how deeply bonded we are.. One thing is for sure, I will never forget our every moment in&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KDU. Hugsss.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title" style="color: #323232; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; font: normal normal normal 30px/normal Impact, sans-serif; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title" style="color: #323232; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; font: normal normal normal 30px/normal Impact, sans-serif; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chocolatecarousel.blogspot.com/2010/09/missing-father.html" style="color: #ffcbe5; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Missing the "Father"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="post-header" style="color: #4f03ee; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.6; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div class="post-header-line-1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" style="color: #323232; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5; position: relative; width: 508px;"&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;We all hate...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;As annoying as you may sound&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;As fussy as you are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;As&amp;nbsp;persistent&amp;nbsp;as you are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;As vulgar as you are &amp;nbsp;*=p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;As tough and manly as you are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;As debatable as you always will be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;As&amp;nbsp;arrogant&amp;nbsp;as you may come off&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Yet...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We still love you because..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Its your annoyance that makes life a whole lot funner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Its your fussiness that makes everything falls into place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Its your persistent that ensures things get done as how you picture it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Its your vulgarity that makes life whole lot funnier and interesting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You can never lie to yourself that there is a soft spot in you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Its because you hold strong to your beliefs and fight for what you believe in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Its that air of arrogance that makes you respectable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs260.snc4/40327_419128259633_713864633_4440837_5503203_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="color: #640032; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs260.snc4/40327_419128259633_713864633_4440837_5503203_n.jpg" style="-webkit-box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.496094) 1px 1px 5px; background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px; position: relative;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;Everything that you are that's you, Matthew Ong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A guy with a heart of compassion, love and care&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Who is willing to understand and help with all you can&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Whom taught many of us lifes' principle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Strengthen our beliefs and taught us to grow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You speak of wise advise and can never fail to be there when we need encouragement&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs302.snc4/40417_419086909633_713864633_4440032_4378223_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="color: #640032; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs302.snc4/40417_419086909633_713864633_4440032_4378223_n.jpg" style="-webkit-box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.496094) 1px 1px 5px; background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px; position: relative;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;We just miss you alot &amp;lt;3\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7200801263852081103-7118548977252669922?l=lookeverywhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/7118548977252669922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7200801263852081103&amp;postID=7118548977252669922' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7200801263852081103/posts/default/7118548977252669922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7200801263852081103/posts/default/7118548977252669922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookeverywhere.blogspot.com/2010/09/thanks-june-i-really-appreciate-it.html' title='Thanks June. I really appreciate it... :)'/><author><name>Matthew Ong.K.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09676200177589253765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7200801263852081103.post-5601403603787481665</id><published>2010-08-08T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T19:41:08.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss my friends and family in Malaysia!</title><content type='html'>Its been 18 days since I left Malaysia for Perth. :) And to tell you the truth, I was very lazy to blog.. So you know I had to like recharge for 18 days before I have the power to update my blog. I know.. I'm very lazy.. :P However, as much as I would like to sit down here to blog right now, I need to go for class... BUT BUT BUT I will come back later after class to blog about my days here in Perth. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys in Malaysia so much! Especially mummy, daddy, sister, melody, CY, june, sarah, edward, joey, chulan, jin swan, marcus, jatta, maya, sabrina, wilson, hannah, siron, sue vern, ailyn, reena, lynette, sui kar, frauline, jojo, ms.anne, andrew, alya, nadhirah, carmen choong, mr.ruly, mr.valen, ms.zee, sheila, ms.anna, sharon, daryl, uncle paul, grandmother, nicole and family, mun mun, teng teng, aunt jasmine, uncle jeff, shehara, sha-lyn, wern ming, michelle amanda, krystle morais and my dog SNOOPY! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update my blog as soon as I get back from class around 6.30 ya. :) hugssss.... love you guys!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7200801263852081103-5601403603787481665?l=lookeverywhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/5601403603787481665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7200801263852081103&amp;postID=5601403603787481665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7200801263852081103/posts/default/5601403603787481665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7200801263852081103/posts/default/5601403603787481665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookeverywhere.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-miss-my-friends-and-family-in.html' title='I miss my friends and family in Malaysia!'/><author><name>Matthew Ong.K.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09676200177589253765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7200801263852081103.post-7093791797882332744</id><published>2010-07-18T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T09:01:08.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you darling..</title><content type='html'>I love you.&lt;br /&gt;These three words I will always say to you.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how flimsy they may be.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how common it is.&lt;br /&gt;I love you from the bottom of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you love you love you love you darling.. and I always will. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my baby Melody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy with a backpack.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7200801263852081103-7093791797882332744?l=lookeverywhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/7093791797882332744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7200801263852081103&amp;postID=7093791797882332744' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7200801263852081103/posts/default/7093791797882332744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7200801263852081103/posts/default/7093791797882332744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookeverywhere.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-love-you-darling.html' title='I love you darling..'/><author><name>Matthew Ong.K.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09676200177589253765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7200801263852081103.post-1374811152772352789</id><published>2010-07-07T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T07:04:41.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have a little passion in what you do.</title><content type='html'>I think most of you will scream your heads off when you know that my visa to Australia is not done yet.&lt;br /&gt;Goodness gracious. Oh my lord. THIS IS CRAZY. Yes. Well before I go insane let me leave a message&lt;br /&gt;here and let you judge the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 months ago, I've already completed my accommodation, my payment for my fees and booked my flight to further my studies in Murdoch University. Boy was I happy! I even informed all my lecturers and the administration officers that my results need to be fast forwarded.&lt;br /&gt;They all said OK. Shouldn't be a problem. Its do-able. Don't worry. I have only 2 subjects this semester.&lt;br /&gt;Radio and Practical Training. For practical training, I've done everything. My results are ready and my lecturer&lt;br /&gt;is aware of my situation. For radio, 2 weeks ago, I reminded him that I need my results as soon as possible after my concept paper. 1 week later, I reminded him again and blamed myself for being annoying. He said that he is aware of it. OK. You said you are aware of it. So after getting my results for Practical on Monday, I went to my department and ask for my results and letter of completion on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being so optimistic that my Radio lecturer would have submitted my score, I was disappointed. He has not submitted it yet. So I called the International Student Placement department to tell them about this and got to know that I need my letter of completion from KDU too. I said OK. These things should take only 1 day to finish. So I went to my department and told the admin. She said "I have too many things to handle now, I will prepare for you and collect next MONDAY. I was like, "No, I can't wait till Monday. Can I help you in writing the completion letter?". She said, "Ya sure, anyone can do it. Just email me when you're done". Alright after I hung up I realize that this is stupid. They must have a draft of the letter of completion right? Just change the names and its done. Right? And I don't even know the details that I need to write in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So because I don't want to sound so annoying I called my sweet lecturer to send me a draft of the completion letter but then she offered to help me do it. And she did it. It was signed and all prepared. So I sent the admin an email stating what I need and what has been completed. So she replied: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dear Mr.Ong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: navy; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;my colleague is preparing the letter for the ADH to sign, but letters can’t be released till all lecturers finished marking. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: navy; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Pls call on Monday to confirm if marks are all entered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: navy; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Regards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I was like you need till next Monday to prepare all that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;After the conversation with her, I was frantically find for my Radio lecturer's number all over the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;place and I couldn't call the college for his number as it is already after working hours. Fine. I searched all my friends for his number and NONE OF MY FRIENDS HAS IT. Nevermind. Googled his name and got his facebook. Added him and sent him a message on facebook. He did not reply. So after a sleepless night, I went to college in the morning to look for his number. Got it. Called him and told him the situation. He told me you should have told me earlier. I am in Genting now for work. I said I've told you earlier. And Miss Stephanie needs you to submit only my marks by today. He said, I'm sorry there is not other way. You need to wait till tomorrow. What kind of remark is this??! Goodness gracious. At that time, I was pissed to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to go to my principal's office to purely complain about my disappointment. She's a very logical and composed individual, so that's why I went to her. So I started by saying that I am very troubled by some of the actions that my lecturers take. She showed a worried face and ask "what is it?" So I started by telling her about what my Radio Lecturer did and said the admins expect me to call the lecturer? So she said, no no. I don't think they expect you to call. Then I told her, What am I to do? My flight is on 22nd July and my visa is not done yet and the admin is acting like its not her god damn business. I need my COE to proceed with my visa application. The she told me that when the lecturer gives the results tomorrow, it should be all set right? I said, she told me to collect it on MONDAY which makes it quite impossible for me to proceed with my visa considering my agent's advice that it should take around 2 weeks. So she told me she will call the international department. So I emailed that admin again. Below is the email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Dear Stephanie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;I have called Mr.Sean Lee, for my results and he says he has the results but just need to tabulate them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;He also said that there is no way of giving me the results today as he is in Genting Highland and therefore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;could not give me the results which I have informed him 2 weeks earlier and last week.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;I also would like to say that I am surprised why I had to make the call as I think it is not my responsibility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;to call him if he hasn't handed in his part of the work. I know I'm asking a lot from you because it is not&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;according to the procedure and I really appreciate it. However, I really hope that you understand my&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;situation as the "Confirmation of Enrollment from Murdoch" if not sent by Friday, will delay my visa application.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;My flight is on July 22nd. Which means that I have left with only 11 working days for them to process my visa&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;application only IF Murdoch sends me my Confirmation of Enrollment on Friday morning. I hope you can understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;my dilemma as a student when everyone tells me that they can't give me this and they can't give me that but the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;deadline is approaching.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;I hope I have not been too annoying to cause any perception that I am a disrespectful student. I respect all my lecturers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;and facilitators. I hope you can help me in reaching my dream which is to study in Murdoch in which I have worked hard for.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Thank you for your time and kindness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Best Regards,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Matthew Ong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;and her reply was epic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: navy; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;I didn’t and never say you have to call. &amp;nbsp;I know he’s outstation and hence I said call Fri to check if it’s ready, it not Monday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: navy; font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;but my reply lagi epic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Dear Mr. Ong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Miss Winnie is preparing the letter for the ADH to sign, but letters can’t be released till all lecturers finished marking. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Pls call on Monday to confirm if marks are all entered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Regards,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I forwarded the email that she sent me telling me to check on MONDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7200801263852081103-1374811152772352789?l=lookeverywhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/1374811152772352789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7200801263852081103&amp;postID=1374811152772352789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7200801263852081103/posts/default/1374811152772352789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7200801263852081103/posts/default/1374811152772352789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookeverywhere.blogspot.com/2010/07/have-little-passion-in-what-you-do.html' title='Have a little passion in what you do.'/><author><name>Matthew Ong.K.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09676200177589253765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7200801263852081103.post-6792453016088529537</id><published>2010-07-03T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T12:31:53.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Separation. Is it supposed to be happy or sad?</title><content type='html'>These few weeks, both of us has been in a dilemma. My darling called me, text me, date me out and cried over the phone. Why? I'm leaving. We are going to go our own ways soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DsSci1BD1iM/TC-JYKjwz6I/AAAAAAAAALs/W7gL8e_CsPM/s1600/Crossroad_by_ducks_rebellion.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="198" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DsSci1BD1iM/TC-JYKjwz6I/AAAAAAAAALs/W7gL8e_CsPM/s200/Crossroad_by_ducks_rebellion.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Should we be sad? Should we be happy? I don't know. I keep telling her that we should be happy. We are pursuing our dreams. We may be far together, but we're still at the end together. We still love each other and strive to hang on to each other. Others always ask us. What happens now? But we have never felt like giving up. We are strong.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;That is what we should be happy about. However, I can also understand why she is sad. I am sad too. But I'm never good in showing that I'm sad. We will not be seeing each other for a year or two. We will be living separate lives. We can't feel each other anymore. The human touch is lost. I feel the worry here is the fear of being tempted, being cared, being &lt;b&gt;LOVED&lt;/b&gt; by someone else when we're abroad. We are or at least I AM afraid, that I would forget the intense emotions that we have. The bond. The love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But, is everything going to be so scripted? Can't we write our own fate? I believe we can. I have heard a lot from friends about long distance relationships. "Matthew, its difficult." I know. It is difficult but I will try. &lt;b&gt;LONG DISTANCE RELATIONSHIP IS POSSIBLE&lt;/b&gt;. Everything I say now WILL sound like bullshit. I admit. But only time can tell. And time &lt;b&gt;WILL&lt;/b&gt; tell.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But for now, what I know is that I really love this girl. From the start, I have known that she's the one. Why? Because it felt like that. Yes, I have a lot of girlfriends last time. But does it mean that I will not settle down for the rest of my life? If that's the case, every criminal should not be imprisoned. They should be sentenced to death immediately after they are found guilty. But why isn't it that way? It is because of &lt;b&gt;HOPE&lt;/b&gt;. It is because everyone has a conscience. Its because people can change. Some may take a week, some may take a week and some may take years. I've been in my prison for 7 years. I know, I've done wrong. I repent.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After writing this post, I think we should be happy. Separation will test our faith. It will make us think deeply than ever about a relationship. Are we really in love? It will answer a lot of questions that may affect our lives in the future. I am happy. In fact I am glad that I have been chosen by God to undergo this test. It is a blessing. It is a test to clear the water. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Putting a smile into my backpack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7200801263852081103-6792453016088529537?l=lookeverywhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/6792453016088529537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7200801263852081103&amp;postID=6792453016088529537' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7200801263852081103/posts/default/6792453016088529537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7200801263852081103/posts/default/6792453016088529537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookeverywhere.blogspot.com/2010/07/separation-is-it-supposed-to-be-happy.html' title='Separation. Is it supposed to be happy or sad?'/><author><name>Matthew Ong.K.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09676200177589253765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DsSci1BD1iM/TC-JYKjwz6I/AAAAAAAAALs/W7gL8e_CsPM/s72-c/Crossroad_by_ducks_rebellion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7200801263852081103.post-5061577407124323046</id><published>2010-07-03T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T10:46:56.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time is short.</title><content type='html'>I'm leaving for Australia. I'm going to further my studies. I'm going to pursue my dreams. I am sure of it. I know there will be tears shed as I leave Malaysia. I'm going to miss everyone. When I leave for Australia, I'm going to miss my mother, my dad, my sister, my grandmother, my baby and my all my friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving with my backpack soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7200801263852081103-5061577407124323046?l=lookeverywhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/5061577407124323046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7200801263852081103&amp;postID=5061577407124323046' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7200801263852081103/posts/default/5061577407124323046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7200801263852081103/posts/default/5061577407124323046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookeverywhere.blogspot.com/2010/07/time-is-short.html' title='Time is short.'/><author><name>Matthew Ong.K.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09676200177589253765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7200801263852081103.post-4917517036630300276</id><published>2010-01-30T11:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T10:04:45.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wedding Dinner!!! Maybe not...</title><content type='html'>Last 2 weeks, my father's friend's son got married and invited my parents to go for the dinner.. however, my parents couldn't make it as they need to work and come to KL for the wedding.. So my mother ask me to go there.. My mum told me that it was on a Friday... I was like okay.. there's not many wedding dinners on a Friday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought my baby to the wedding dinner.. Picked her up at around 6pm.. When I reach her house I saw the most beautiful girl in my life.. :) She looked stunning in her dress... :) awwww... we then drove slowly to Renaissance Hotel... When we reach there, we saw a lot of Malays... We were wondering maybe it is in another hall... but we didnt know how to get there.. so I asked the person in charge there.. "Hi, can I know where the wedding is held?" Person in charge answered: "What wedding?" Me: "Isn't there supposed to be a wedding here tonight?" PIC: No.. the wedding is tomorrow... *Stunned* Pick up the phone and called mum... Mum: Its not today??? *Checks the invitation* Er... son, its tomorrow... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Screams!!!*  Me: Oh, thank you sir.. *Rush to the elevator in shame*... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;We were sitting in the car.. don't know what to do.. hmm... then I decided to bring my darling baby to TGI fRidAYS!!!! We loved the place.. We ordered 3 dishes and 1 drink... WE ARE So DAMN BLOODY FULL!!!! hahaha... and it cost us RM80++!!! But it was worth the price to see my baby so so happy.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we decided to go to PAVILLION as it was still very early... The mall was amazing... Love it! There were so many Chinese New Year decorations! SO PRETTY!!! i lazy upload photos la.. so next time i show la.. hahaha... After that we went back home... :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss you darling.. You're the most special person in my heart.. and you'll always be... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy with a backpack.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7200801263852081103-4917517036630300276?l=lookeverywhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/4917517036630300276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7200801263852081103&amp;postID=4917517036630300276' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7200801263852081103/posts/default/4917517036630300276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7200801263852081103/posts/default/4917517036630300276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookeverywhere.blogspot.com/2010/01/wedding-dinner-maybe-not.html' title='The Wedding Dinner!!! Maybe not...'/><author><name>Matthew Ong.K.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09676200177589253765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7200801263852081103.post-4878607408219212354</id><published>2010-01-30T11:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T11:11:02.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A delightful evening..</title><content type='html'>A dinner long awaited with my friend Sam Chin Yee.. It was around 5pm when she called me to go for dinner.. I was in One-Utama with Chulan and his friend from Penang.. forgotten his name though... aiks... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Sam and I went to a cafe called WonderMilk. I love the atmosphere there when I went there for the first time with my girlfriend and her friends.. :) That's why I took Sam there.. After we ordered our sandwiches, we chatted.... and chatted... and chatted... hahaha... Yes it was a long chat.. and when we finish it was around 7.30pm... goodness... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we shared a lot of things that evening... all about our past and personal experiences... :) we really have a lot of things in common.. :) There was one story that she shared with me that I would like to share with all of you reading this post here... Its about anger.. She asked me.. if someone is angry, does the anger belong to him or does it belong to you? *confused* Er... its his? Yes the anger is his.. Sam then told me a story about the Buddha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Buddha first preach about his teachings, the people in India did not like it and some go to an extend to hurt him. And one of his disciple, follows Buddha to hurt him and try to make him angry.. At that time, Buddha is going towards achieving a higher state of his state of mind... So that disciple one day attempted again in making Buddha angry.. And Buddha which has been ignoring him all these while suddenly turn to him and ask him a question.. If you give a present to a person and that person rejects it, so who owns the present? Then the follower ask Buddha why he ask him such a stupid question? and answers hastily "of course its still mine!" Then Buddha say, "Yes you're right and I don't want your present."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if we don't reply to someone's anger, we won't be affected.. so why care? ;) &lt;br /&gt;If there is a better word to describe admire I would use it on my feelings towards Sam... She's really a woman who holds her principles very strongly.. Really salute her... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till hen...&lt;br /&gt;The boy with a backpack..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7200801263852081103-4878607408219212354?l=lookeverywhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/4878607408219212354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7200801263852081103&amp;postID=4878607408219212354' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7200801263852081103/posts/default/4878607408219212354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7200801263852081103/posts/default/4878607408219212354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookeverywhere.blogspot.com/2010/01/delightful-evening.html' title='A delightful evening..'/><author><name>Matthew Ong.K.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09676200177589253765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7200801263852081103.post-3194096559472501574</id><published>2010-01-15T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T08:50:17.729-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess what....</title><content type='html'>So guess what.. I went for an interview in "Ogilvy &amp; Mather" and "Foetus International" and.......................................... I GOT THEM BOTH! hahaha.. so now its my turn to choose. Its really an achievement for me cause both of them are huge huge companies. Being able to join them for an internship is really a very good opportunity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well let me share a little about the interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interview in Foetus International was actually my baby's initiative. &lt;br /&gt;I went to the company with her for her interview as she has applied for&lt;br /&gt;that company. Then when I was just sitting there and waiting.. Suddenly,&lt;br /&gt;Ms.Yan Yan, the Senior HR Manager asked me to come in. I went in puzzled. &lt;br /&gt;Suddenly she says she want to interview me. So we chatted for a while about&lt;br /&gt;myself and walla... I got the job.. hahaha.. She offered me an intern in either &lt;br /&gt;the Public Relations department or the Strategic Planning Department.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the interview with Ogilvy &amp; Mather... One word to describe.. SCARY...&lt;br /&gt;The lady who interviewed me is Melissa... Yea.. we chatted and we laughed but&lt;br /&gt;her questions are so scary. So here is some of them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel: So if I were to accept you to our company, what can you contribute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt: (Dumbfounded) Hmm... I am a problem solver, so maybe you guys can pass me your projects and I'll read them through and give you my input... And you can correct my input if its wrong.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel: Hmmm... &lt;---------- crazy.. I was like so scared... of her reaction)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel: So would you like to be on the corporate PR department or the consumer PR deparment? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt: I would prefer the Corporate Pr department as its my dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel: So tell me the difference between corporate PR and consumer PR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt: *Eyes enlarge, brain dead, pulse increasing!.. my goodness... my lecturer never taught me that in college!! hahaha.. damn... &lt;br /&gt;*Clearing throat* Well corporate PR is when you represent your client to deal with other companies in negotiating deals or building a relationship with the other company. For consumer PR it will be you representing your company to deal with the customers and the publics of your company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel:........ (&lt;------------- why this reaction again la dei!! SCARY WEI) *nods*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt: Phiew..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel: Well you say you're a problem solver right, let me give you a situation of a crisis. Let's say company A which is a restaurant. Their customer found a piece of glass in their meal and it cut his tongue and he is bleeding all over. and he went to the media and made a hooo-haaa... so what are you going to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt: *deciding whether I should be ethical or not.. * Decides to be ethical for an interview* hahaha... cause if its unethical, i will just say, we'll use our connections with the media and ask them not to publish that story anymore.. nevermind, let me go on with the ethical method... Well we should give the person compensation a little bit more than what he deserves to calm him down. Then ask the CEO to go to the press and apologies and say that this is the first time it happened and explains that it is an accident and that the management will make sure that it will never happen again... *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel: Hmm.. that is what a normal PR will do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt: *faints*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel: We will manage it differently.. we use the connections with the media to close the case.. the media then didn't publish the news... The company has a no apology policy so the apology can't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt: *Slaps forehead* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel: Well all these need media contacts, how many contacts do you have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt: *Smacks* er.... er... i went to the ntv7 breakfast show before for walkabrella.. so i know the station manager?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel: Only 1??? *BIG REACTION*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt: Er.. ya.. well i believe that er.. one contact can link to many other contacts.. its like a network.. so.. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel: Er, i need to tell you that when you are working in the corporate pr department, there are majority girls in the department.. are you comfortable with females? ahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt: *what the hell look* *thinking to myself, what kind of question is this* -_-lll Oh yes. it shouldnt be a problem. don't worry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel: I'm just worried that you break my girls heart.. cannot ar.. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt: har.. why should I break their heart? hahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel: joking la.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt: hehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel: Well based on the interview today I would say YES to you. So wait for our official answer next week ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*some of the chats are not written here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this is some scary scary stuff.. hahahaha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what to do next... hahaha Which one to choose??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changing a back pack..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7200801263852081103-3194096559472501574?l=lookeverywhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/3194096559472501574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7200801263852081103&amp;postID=3194096559472501574' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7200801263852081103/posts/default/3194096559472501574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7200801263852081103/posts/default/3194096559472501574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookeverywhere.blogspot.com/2010/01/guess-what.html' title='Guess what....'/><author><name>Matthew Ong.K.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09676200177589253765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7200801263852081103.post-649785504544276069</id><published>2010-01-09T04:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T06:11:05.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuiyoh... you bombed 4 churches! *claps*</title><content type='html'>Was actually going to sleep already. But this issue got me to blog (which I usually don't). The laziest blogger in the world is going to blog about this. Hmmmm.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see. The recent bombing of 4 churches because of the word "Allah" used has got us to where? Let me see.. better development? the voices of the weak being heard? economic boost? Hmmm.. Don't think so.. First racial tension now religion tension... why la Malaysians ni all tension tension? later nothing better to do kampung tension.. hahaha.. Well, I can officially say that the Malaysia now is in the limelight of the world! Wow.. Congratulations for making it into the headlines on all the major newspapers and broadcast channels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come... let us see what has led to the bombings...*laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Eh, I think I want to use the Allah word in my newsletter la..&lt;br /&gt;C: Eh, where can! Allah for us only! Alamak! We must protest!&lt;br /&gt;B: Its ok. I allow minimal protest k? &lt;br /&gt;C: Eh cannot! We must protect our religion! Allah is for us only! Where can simply use? Its our history, grandmother story, grandfather story, and our rendang curry! Its also our heritage, horse carriage and our burung cage. We need to uphold our religion!&lt;br /&gt;C1: Then how? What to do?&lt;br /&gt;*Long meeting and discussion*&lt;br /&gt;C: We put roti bomb at the place they pray la... See they say alamak somemore or not.. Make them eat nasi lemak!&lt;br /&gt;*Next few days*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBB!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: Yes we bomb dy! Now we can retain our curry chicken and burung cage!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;The above dialogue is not the actual situation. It is merely an interpretation of the writer of the issue.&lt;br /&gt;No harm is intended to anyone both mentally and physically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As easy as you can understand, the problem is with the Catholics using the word Allah in their publication material The Catholic Weekly: The Herald. Well I don't think anyone can deny that God is for everyone. God is good. We obey god. We want to protect Allah from being misused by other parties (Oh please.. god needs you to protect his name? *laughs) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I understand that you guys feel that its not fair that others use your god's name in their publication. The question is, "Did they publish something wrong or bad about Allah?". In religion, nobody is right and nobody is wrong. You can never say my religion is wrong as long as it doesn't harm others and you can never say my religion is right BECAUSE WE BELIEVE IN DIFFERENT THINGS! We are living in a multiracial country, come on, can't you tolerate? Teach students nilai moral "bertolak-ansur" in school but adult never practice. Shame shame.. Yes we know it will be a heated arguement because of the usage of the word "Allah". Cannot let the government settle it according to the law ka? Roti bomb here roti bomb there.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our rukun negara:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. KEPERCAYAAN KEPADA TUHAN&lt;br /&gt;2. KESETIAAN KEPADA RAJA DAN NEGARA&lt;br /&gt;3. KELUHURAN PERLEMBAGAAN&lt;br /&gt;4. KEDAULATAN UNDANG UNDANG&lt;br /&gt;5. KESOPANAN DAN KESUSILAAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think people nowadays just memorise this without knowing what it means la. Not practicing wan. So SOPAN rite go bomb people's religious place. 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In the eyes of God, all humans are his children. God will never wish for violence and chaos. God will never wish to see the religious places being bombed.. WHY? Got use meh?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;So pandai make bomb ar, develope skills in Malaysia la.. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;Rubbish are people who say that God only belongs to him/her. Rubbish are people who don't want to share God but tells everyone about his God. Rubbish are people who are so passionate about their own religion but still made a very SHALLOW decision. Rubbish are people that follow the path of God by book but ditched the path by REALITY. Rubbish are people who BOMB churches and expect to be a HERO.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;May God save all these people. Take them out from their dustbin of ignorance.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7200801263852081103-649785504544276069?l=lookeverywhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/649785504544276069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7200801263852081103&amp;postID=649785504544276069' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7200801263852081103/posts/default/649785504544276069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7200801263852081103/posts/default/649785504544276069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookeverywhere.blogspot.com/2010/01/fuiyoh-you-bombed-4-churches-claps.html' title='Fuiyoh... you bombed 4 churches! *claps*'/><author><name>Matthew Ong.K.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09676200177589253765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7200801263852081103.post-3644660308534934383</id><published>2009-12-19T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T10:36:51.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Darling Sweetie..</title><content type='html'>My baby went for a trip in Thailand this morning.. She got on the 7.30am plane...&lt;br /&gt;We talked for a bit at around 4am before she left for Thailand... I really&amp;nbsp; miss her very&lt;br /&gt;much. Its been like only 4 days away from her.. :) MISS YOU MISS YOU!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up at around 10am, I felt something missing.. Its my baby.. Felt a little&lt;br /&gt;empty.. *yea.. i know.. its hard to believe.. I felt myself holding on to nothing.. awww..&lt;br /&gt;I MISS YOU*again.. However, around 8pm I receive a call from her.. FROM THAILAND!&lt;br /&gt;I was so happy! aww.. she sounded so happy there.. :) really need to hug her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a year ++, and i've never been more happy than to have her in my life.. She's a very&lt;br /&gt;patient girl which would just bear with my nonsense and brighten my life up every time..&lt;br /&gt;without fail.. I miss her dearly and I wish that time would just fast forward to January so that&lt;br /&gt;I can kiss, hug, touch, and see her.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being there for me darling.. thanks for being an angel in my life.. :) Have fun in Thailand!&lt;br /&gt;MMMMMMMMMMMMMUUUUUUUUUUUUUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKKKKKKKKKKKKSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7200801263852081103-3644660308534934383?l=lookeverywhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/3644660308534934383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7200801263852081103&amp;postID=3644660308534934383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7200801263852081103/posts/default/3644660308534934383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7200801263852081103/posts/default/3644660308534934383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookeverywhere.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-darling-sweetie.html' title='My Darling Sweetie..'/><author><name>Matthew Ong.K.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09676200177589253765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7200801263852081103.post-6016279096491025326</id><published>2009-12-19T10:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T10:29:16.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitching Session by the Mamak!</title><content type='html'>Just finish another session of bitching with my fellow highschool friends,&lt;br /&gt;which I shall not mention names... hahahahaa.. (Internal Joke) hehe..&lt;br /&gt;Its so nice to meet all of them, I kinda miss all the times we had and went&lt;br /&gt;through together.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we went to OLD TOWN in Malim Jaya. Talked about our past,&lt;br /&gt;laugh about it. Talk about other friends.. :) It was nice to hear updates.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Joke here and there.. :) TOLD GHOST STORIES and someone got scared.. ahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;After we sit out at OLD TOWN, the moved on the a mamak stall nearby and sat until&lt;br /&gt;4am! hahahaha.. yes we are crazy. BUt i love it!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then just now, we went for another session of MAMAK. This time with more people..&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.. funny funny conversations.. :) However it ended at 1.00am just now.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is getting phone calls from their parents.. hahahhaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea.. I think that's it.. Other informations are private and confidential.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChAO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7200801263852081103-6016279096491025326?l=lookeverywhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/6016279096491025326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7200801263852081103&amp;postID=6016279096491025326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7200801263852081103/posts/default/6016279096491025326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7200801263852081103/posts/default/6016279096491025326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookeverywhere.blogspot.com/2009/12/bitching-session-by-mamak.html' title='Bitching Session by the Mamak!'/><author><name>Matthew Ong.K.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09676200177589253765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7200801263852081103.post-7089974831567303356</id><published>2009-11-24T14:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T14:08:22.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tralalalalala~~~</title><content type='html'>Its 6am in the morning.. I'm sitting on the couch in Christina's house.. went there for a group discussion on MCS (Media Culture &amp;amp; Society).. think i'm very hardworking ar? no la.. exam coming.. hahaha.. that's why.. Anyways, I'm so worried la.. got 6 subjects this semester... Public Relations is already killing me with all the work I have to do for WALKABRELLA... haizz... draining me physically and mentally.. Honestly, out of the 6 subjects, I have only prepared for photo comm, public relations and news writing for print media.. haizzz... I need to buck up.. but i find it so hard as I tire myself in the morning... HOW HOW HOW!!!??? damn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get A's!!! Nevermind.. I'll try my best.. :) So I was just reading blogs after finishing my advertising assignement which is due today! hahaha... Went to Chulan's blog and had a nice laugh .. I love how he describe things and his life.. The post on Ms.Yati is the one i enjoyed most!! i can imagine how he will me the story face to face. I can hear his tone and accent.. hahaha.. HILARIOUS... hahaha.. welll...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i went to Sue Vern's blog and found that I'm not invited to see her BLOG!! what a bummer.... haha... anyways I miss her so much.. i dont know.. i can't explain the feeling whenever i see her.. hahaa.. its like we click.. hahaha.. we can bitch like nobody's business.. hahaa.. enjoy the time with her la.. haih.. but now it seem so far.. hmm.. I should reserve some time for CHULAN and SUE VERN after my exam.. hehe.. go get a really good time together somewhere... karaoke.. movies.. day out in mall... BEFORE I LEAVE for my degree in Murdoch, Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, I kind of miss my highschool friends... hmmm... some of them changed.. some of them stil remain the same.. the unexpected ones changed for the better... the one's that I thought will be better changed for the worse... hmm.... what's happening? I miss Quarterblues.. I miss singing with them... Bin Han... long gone from my heart.. Daryl, busy with his new found friends... feel so distant to him.. Nigel on the other hand is the one i feel happy with now.. it wasn't the same case last time.. but i think its the way he carries himself.. very genuine and straight forward... Looking forward to see him this december..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what happens next? What wil happen to my life in the future.. haih... nevermind.. que sera sera...&lt;br /&gt;will sign off now.. wanna take a nap... have a long day ahead of me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worn out bagpack,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7200801263852081103-7089974831567303356?l=lookeverywhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/7089974831567303356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7200801263852081103&amp;postID=7089974831567303356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7200801263852081103/posts/default/7089974831567303356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7200801263852081103/posts/default/7089974831567303356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookeverywhere.blogspot.com/2009/11/tralalalalala.html' title='tralalalalala~~~'/><author><name>Matthew Ong.K.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09676200177589253765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7200801263852081103.post-3703900076752323847</id><published>2009-10-30T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T07:40:42.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates!!  I KNOW!!</title><content type='html'>Hey there ppl! After a long period of time, finally! FINALLY! I can blog.. ANyways, let met blog about my birthday first.. hehehe... I KNOW ITS LIKE AGES AGO but.. sobs.. what can I do? Public Relations is sucking my life out.. sobs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 25th! is my birthday.. One day before my birthday, I got my friends and my darling to celebrate it with me. It was a suprise party! ahhaha.. Me being very analytical fell for that surprise! hahahha.. I always spoil the fun but this time they really got me! hahaha.. It was a really nice dinner at Wong Kok in 1Utama. I love them for coming.. :) But I need to especially thank my darling for organising the party for me.. It really took me by surprise.. the best thing is, she planned it like 3 months ahead of time.. I was so touched... awww... I LOVE YOU BABY!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos of the awesome partY! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DsSci1BD1iM/Surtx9GAsAI/AAAAAAAAAIo/nyRZjabGH_Q/s1600-h/7120_133449189633_713864633_2318105_5681502_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DsSci1BD1iM/Surtx9GAsAI/AAAAAAAAAIo/nyRZjabGH_Q/s320/7120_133449189633_713864633_2318105_5681502_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DsSci1BD1iM/Surtvt107bI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Aos3avngs1U/s1600-h/7120_133449174633_713864633_2318103_2511030_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DsSci1BD1iM/Surtvt107bI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Aos3avngs1U/s320/7120_133449174633_713864633_2318103_2511030_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DsSci1BD1iM/SurtzBRZ9fI/AAAAAAAAAIw/xb2hWJ76d24/s1600-h/7420_134950646193_620741193_2653164_6197293_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DsSci1BD1iM/SurtzBRZ9fI/AAAAAAAAAIw/xb2hWJ76d24/s320/7420_134950646193_620741193_2653164_6197293_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S- Love you so much for planning it all for me darling..:) Nadhirah unfortunately couldn't come. Sobs.. But she sent me a very sweet video apologising and wishing me HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following day, I headed back home to Malacca.. Life is calm and peaceful there.. UNTIL&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;MICHELLE, KRYSTLE MORAIS, MY BABY and JIN SWAN came down!!! hahahaha... Jin Swan came down the second day though..All in the nameof PHOTO COMMUNICATION. We had to take photos and our concept was new meets old.. hence Malacca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they reach the first night, we went for Satay Celup! Krystle was being the typical KL-lian saying that its dirty and ate the most compared to the other 2. And these KL-lian was so shocked when the bill was not&lt;br /&gt;ever RM30. hahaha.. The best life is in Malacca, good and cheap food... ahhahaha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went for a boat ride at the Pengkalan Rama by the Malacca River. As usual, the lines are crazily long.. and as usual the 3 KL-lians started complaining about the line but when they got into the boat, they got mesmerised by the sight at night, in Malacca. It was a delightful evening. We went back home after that to get some rest. YA RIGHT! We went back home at around 12, chat and played card games together till we are so tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, we woke up and I took them to have CHICKEN RICE BALL! It was so long since I've eaten them. I love each and every part of it.. hehee.. three of them enjoyed it too! So today is the camera day!!! we went to A Famosa, and got some nice pictures... We had a lot of fun, climbing up the St.JOhn Hill,&lt;br /&gt;and taking some photos there.. On the way down, I had to carry my baby down.. It was so tiring... But I managed to carry her all the way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on in the evening, Jin Swan joined us for dinner at the Simply Fish Restaurant! It was DE Best Fish and Chip in Malaysia.. hahaha.. Even all of them say that its better than Manhattan Fish Market.. heehe.. Malacca Rocks.. After the dinner we went to the most unexpected place.. PURE BAR! hahaha.. I finally step into a club. haha.. well the experience was not really bad, except that an Indian couple was grinding each other behind us.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, there was this competition in the club to win RM 3500. Michelle participated! hahaa.. First round was ok.. it was just question answer.. then the got through to the second round.. this round is just unacceptable for me.. I swear that I was like Michelle is going to come down and quit.. she won't do it... BUT SHE DID IT!! hahaha.. The second round is to grind a guy on stage. And the winner will be selected by the guy... hahaha.. and i shall not get to the details.. but Michelle WON! hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she put her hand into the bucket and took out a piece of paper.. ................................................&lt;br /&gt;Its not the grand prize.. she got a Jack Daniels.. ahhaa.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love that night and Melody was drunk! hahaha... :P We went to the Mamak to freshen ourselves after that.... what a night it! hahaha.. we had some laughs and went back home.. what happened? We were flat on the bed! hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up the next day sent them to the bus station and bid goodbye.. sobs.. Then I continue my peaceful and calm life.... in Malacca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zip Zip Zip,&lt;br /&gt;Matthew Ong &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DsSci1BD1iM/Surtx9GAsAI/AAAAAAAAAIo/nyRZjabGH_Q/s1600-h/7120_133449189633_713864633_2318105_5681502_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7200801263852081103-3703900076752323847?l=lookeverywhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/3703900076752323847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7200801263852081103&amp;postID=3703900076752323847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7200801263852081103/posts/default/3703900076752323847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7200801263852081103/posts/default/3703900076752323847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookeverywhere.blogspot.com/2009/10/updates-i-know.html' title='Updates!!  I KNOW!!'/><author><name>Matthew Ong.K.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09676200177589253765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DsSci1BD1iM/Surtx9GAsAI/AAAAAAAAAIo/nyRZjabGH_Q/s72-c/7120_133449189633_713864633_2318105_5681502_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7200801263852081103.post-3318756266574976656</id><published>2009-09-13T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T02:17:06.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so gonna kill myself...</title><content type='html'>MYYYYY GOODNESSS... Talking about life without the internet for 5 days! My goodness... Certainly took the life away from me.. why? I've lost my laptop's adapter and now don't have anything to power my lappie.. haizz... left it in the class after my presentation.. damn.. However sad it might be, a lot of very happy things happened! hahaha.. Here it goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I got a FREE Crocs! Yes the shoes! Crocs Crocs Crocs Crocs!!! hahaha.. I've been yearning for it the whole year and suddenly Samantha Khoo just decided to give me the voucher that she just won.. hahaa.. Lucky me... You should have seen my face with lots of smiles.. I was practically in Cloud 9! hahaha.. Went to Ikano Power&amp;nbsp;Center&amp;nbsp;to redeem it.. haha.. THANK YOU SO MUCH SAMMY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I went for this Ramadhan IV open&amp;nbsp;debate competition on the 5th and 6th of September and all 3 teams that I sent to the competition broke into the quarterfinals.. Don's team broke into the Semi Finals! hahaha.. It was damn fun! Considering that we are a new team, my goodness, this achievement is great! hahaha.. Apart from that, everyone had fun and we all had our times.. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experience is the word to use in this paragraph.. Last Friday, I was selected by my Ms.Hannah to participate in a KDU brand scan.. KDU is rebranding its brand and I GOT A SAY IN IT! hahaha.. :) basically, the whole thing really opened me to the real thing.. the real thing of advertising.. and the company conducting this is OGILVY &amp;amp; MATHER, one of the leading companies in the advertising world.. its so so good! Got to know some of the people managing there too. Ramona and Michelle.. They are friendly people.. :) Maybe should go there for my internship... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the brand scan, I went back home and get ready for the barbeque that we've planned for Ailyn's Birthday! haha.. and you know what happened even before the party started? NAGA broke 1litre of JACK DANIEL! Yes.. Don is screaming at Naga.. funny funny.. hahaha.. But overall it was a fun night! we had some JD and lots of game! hahah.. Charades ROCK! althought the woman team won.. hahaha.. So hope that we can have it more regularly.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now, I was with my baby in Midvalley! It was so much fun.. We went shopping.. then we went for a movie, which is the "imagine that". Love snuggling.. :) After that we went for nandos.. I dont know why, but nandos tasted so nice today! hahaha.. then after nandos we ate again! hahaha this time DONUTS.. Krispy Kreme.. I've been craving for it a very long time.. hahaha.. It was a fun fun day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phiew.. very hectic week.. and bored too.. I dont know how the two words can come together but yea.. hahaha.. signing off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zipping it up..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7200801263852081103-3318756266574976656?l=lookeverywhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/3318756266574976656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7200801263852081103&amp;postID=3318756266574976656' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7200801263852081103/posts/default/3318756266574976656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7200801263852081103/posts/default/3318756266574976656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookeverywhere.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-so-gonna-kill-myself.html' title='I&apos;m so gonna kill myself...'/><author><name>Matthew Ong.K.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09676200177589253765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7200801263852081103.post-2762336074723219946</id><published>2009-09-07T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T02:30:12.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For all my facebook buddies</title><content type='html'>Hey ya'll, after reading my blog please leave me your blog address so that i can link you guys ya!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy with a backpack smiling back at you.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7200801263852081103-2762336074723219946?l=lookeverywhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/2762336074723219946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7200801263852081103&amp;postID=2762336074723219946' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7200801263852081103/posts/default/2762336074723219946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7200801263852081103/posts/default/2762336074723219946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookeverywhere.blogspot.com/2009/09/for-all-my-facebook-buddies.html' title='For all my facebook buddies'/><author><name>Matthew Ong.K.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09676200177589253765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7200801263852081103.post-8817683370498375081</id><published>2009-09-07T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T02:22:06.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On the seat, in front of my laptop again..</title><content type='html'>Phiew.... finally i get to blog! hahaha.. Its been hell of a week for me, mainly because of my PR proposal which is due this wednesday.. hahhaa.. well it has been done!!! :) This afternoon, went to OldTown Cafe in Uptown to discuss with group mates.. It was quite an effective meeting. Everything is done and all we have to do now is to fine tune whatever it is there.. :) Thanks to Jin Swan, My Baby, Suemitraa and Clarissa! hahaha.. Well we have an awesome PR project! hehee.. So wait up ya'll..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, other than that, on last saturday and sunday, I was debating in the Ramadhan IV at MMU Cyberjaya... KDUDA sent 3 teams and 3 teams broke into the QUarter Finals! hahaha.. It was a victory for us.. For a newbie like us to break in an open tournament is quite difficult.. but... WE DID IT! hahaha.. anyways, we lost in the quarters.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ladies and gentlemen, my bag today is filled with experiences and nice memories! :) Finally got out from the week of depression! hahaha.. I feel so so so so so so so so good! hahahaha... Looking forward for tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy with a backpack..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7200801263852081103-8817683370498375081?l=lookeverywhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/8817683370498375081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7200801263852081103&amp;postID=8817683370498375081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7200801263852081103/posts/default/8817683370498375081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7200801263852081103/posts/default/8817683370498375081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookeverywhere.blogspot.com/2009/09/on-seat-in-front-of-my-laptop-again.html' title='On the seat, in front of my laptop again..'/><author><name>Matthew Ong.K.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09676200177589253765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7200801263852081103.post-5690168958227170052</id><published>2009-08-28T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T11:18:42.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If you've got the poison, I've got the remedy</title><content type='html'>Wow.. these few days after I created a blog, millions of sharp arrows hit me right in the heart... Its like being in the war zone. Issues like me being a suck-up and desperate.... wow.. why don't you just come and slap me right on the face.. I know I cannot do anything about people's view on me.. So just let me say one thing.. Stop being so childish and ridiculous... phiew.. thank you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Listening to "i'm yours"*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;And for all the poison arrows shot at me.. I've got the remedy.. what is that? they are my friends who know me a little bit more.. :) love you guys.. :) Anyways, my gf and I went for this new movie entitled "ORPHAN". I can only say that this show IS &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; FOR THE FAINT HEARTED! So watch with caution.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also went to this restaurant called the Ole- Ole Bali at Sunway Pyramid. My goodness.. the food there is heavenly! arghh.... hahaha.. would love to go there again! hahaha...&amp;nbsp; BUT it cost quite a bit... *Smoke coming out from wallet* haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall today was not bad.. especially liked the part where I watch ORPHAN with my baby.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me say a prayer today before I end my post.. May I be protected and healed from all the poison arrows thrown at me.. Lord, bless the archerers as they have taught me another lesson in life... Last but not least, I pray for my family's health and wellbeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopelessly Hoping for a better tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;The boy with the backpack..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7200801263852081103-5690168958227170052?l=lookeverywhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/5690168958227170052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7200801263852081103&amp;postID=5690168958227170052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7200801263852081103/posts/default/5690168958227170052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7200801263852081103/posts/default/5690168958227170052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookeverywhere.blogspot.com/2009/08/if-youve-got-poison-ive-got-remedy.html' title='If you&apos;ve got the poison, I&apos;ve got the remedy'/><author><name>Matthew Ong.K.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09676200177589253765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7200801263852081103.post-7642395461297315214</id><published>2009-08-26T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T09:43:12.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings to be put off into my backpack..</title><content type='html'>Phiew.. here I am again.. I'm starting to find blogging as a very good way to relax myself.. just saying what i need to say.. just venting out some of my frustrations.. but of course share some happiness.. Well it has been a long day for me.. Classes till 6.30... Debate meeting till 7.30.. went Cineleisure to watch my gf dance... and pop-ed to 1U to catch a movie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I've learned a lot of things.. Rather scarred by the event... but yea.. I'm learning.. I've realised something.. people in college do not like me! sobs.. I think they prefer more of fun and jumping up and down.. but i appreciate things like punctuality and discipline.. and some boring stuff... I don't know.. I just feel that we'll all be facing it in our working world.. hmmmm.... Maybe its also because of the "ego" i put up in school... well.. I don't know.. I've been trying to tone down this sort of ego-ness I have in me.. but .. I dont know.. Some people might not like me.. but there are people who likes me.. maybe its how i treat people?? I have this concept, if you treat me nice I will in turn treat you nicely.. simple... well I just need more self realisation i guess... hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need someone to come tell me straight to the face if i'm doing something wrong.. I'm blur.. i always think that people would have the same thoughts as me.. the same logic as me.. but i admit today that I am wrong.. Different people have different.... how do put it? erm.... personalities and opinions on certain issue.. I was shocked today because what I thought was just a mere joke seem to be very seriously taken.. Shall I restrain myself to being myself? Shall I refrain myself to reveal my original self? Should I be faking myself? Deceiving my friends of who I really am? Alright.. done with this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said.. I've learnt my lesson today.. Its a brand new day for me now.. Its gonna be a GRRRRREEEEAAAAATTTTT DAY! :) I know it will be.. :) HUSH HUSH Matthew.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zipping it up,&lt;br /&gt;The boy with a backpack&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7200801263852081103-7642395461297315214?l=lookeverywhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/7642395461297315214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7200801263852081103&amp;postID=7642395461297315214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7200801263852081103/posts/default/7642395461297315214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7200801263852081103/posts/default/7642395461297315214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookeverywhere.blogspot.com/2009/08/feelings-to-be-put-off-into-my-backpack.html' title='Feelings to be put off into my backpack..'/><author><name>Matthew Ong.K.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09676200177589253765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7200801263852081103.post-7082254184592644596</id><published>2009-08-25T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T01:12:31.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing-ness...</title><content type='html'>Now I don't know what I want to write.. Maybe that's why I haven't been having the passion to blog.. Cause I always don't know what to write.. Apart from the laziness.. hahaha.. well I'm here.. sitting in front of the computer.. I just had a nice chat with my friend.. She's so feeling about something which is not of her concern at all.. She cares.. I feels sorry for that person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I feel it. Actually there's a little fear in me.. Lately, when i go for movies, I didn't laugh at the part where everyone laughed.. I ask myself why? Why am I not feeling that much anymore.. where is that kid I have in me? Or am I losing something very important? Why am I not crying? Why am I not feeling? Well maybe the movie is bad.. but everyone around me is feeling.. sighs.. Or maybe I just need some time off to relax and gain my emotions back.. Maybe this cruel world has taken its toll on me.. well well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but the "1 Malaysia" thingy just passed by my brain.. hahaha.. well maybe its because I was talking about it just now. Well the 1 Malaysia, really sort of irks me. Well I don't deny that its good plan, its a good concept, and its the answer of what everyone wants. A policy that can solve racism issues. But no.. when i first opened the book and read, when i was reading the first definition of "1 Malaysia". I threw it away. The definition was to make decisions with the best interest of all the ethnics in Malaysia. Eat my foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I just don't agree that much. Much have been said but few has been done.. its just ridiculous... I mean what is the core reason of racism in our country? We all know what it is.. Anyways, the world is just very screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goodness.. See where my mind wandered to? Politics.. Alamak.. hahaha.. well i believe in change.. :) *yawns.. oh.. that reminds me of another thing.. I dont know why, but whenever i yawn, i feel sleepy.. yes.. but i don't want to sleep.. and if I intend to sleep early, I will feel like why is my life ending so early? I'm wasting my life away sleeping.. hahaa.. Anyways, its just a random thought just to keep the blog going.. I have to write something to start with... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I love my life? Yea pretty much right now.. I've met so many wonderful people. People like Ms. Hannah working in my college made my life so much with colours. Having to meet someone like my lover right now.. Melody.. She's someone that has brought me into greater heights in college. She was the one who asked to join Performing Arts (Singing) and I became the leader of that section.. She was the one asked me to join the debate society in KDU and now I'm the president.. She's the one who pushed me out of my laziness.. She's the one that understood my every needs... Where can I find such a person.. :) Lucky Me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People like my neighbours that I once have when I was studying in UCSI which eventually became my god parents.. They brought me everywhere they go.... And who was I to them? Just a neighbour.. But they love me like their own son.. :) Always there for me.. God must have sent so many angels to my life.. :) There are also people like Matthew Ong Bin Han... really corrected the way I am.. and made me to who I am now.. sadly, it is a long story which is long gone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also this girl *The next morning* See what i told you? I'm too lazy to blog..I just woke up.. hahaa.. well let me continue.. there was this girl Ailyn Chong, she's the treasurer in my debating club.. very good listener and caring.. :) She's the one that takes care of all the debaters when we go for competitions.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is this guy, Don Siron Pereira.. He's a good leader.. He inspired me to debate.. A very very good debater himself.. Althought we had some conflicts, but I guess all in all, he's alright.. Except some cockiness in him that does not seem to clear off even when he tried so hard.. I guess that's what they call ego.. hahaa.. However he may be, at the end of the day.. I still love him.. I guess ppl just have to know him better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then come my favourite partner and my vice president, Ms.Tan Sue Vern. :) She a very outspoken lady.. Whenever she debates, the opponents will widened their eyes during her speech.. hahaa. We've been through a lot of competitions together.. Well we love it! :) Erm at least I do.. hahaha.. She also has this confidence in her that I respect. But this little lady is also sometimes VERY lazy.. hahaha.. but i can see where she comes from.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have a very philosophical friend.. haha.. his name is Chulan.. For him, I dont know why I really like him.. Its like I cannot bear to see him fall.. I feel that he's a man that must have a bright future.. I just don't know why.. I will be sad if he didnt make it.. Well I dont know.. I consider him one of my close friends.. even though we dont call each other that much.. but everytime we meet, we will be so happy.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, I have one statement to make, I AM VERY CHEAPSKATE WHEN IT COMES TO CALLS. hahaha.. well the main reason is that my dad is only limiting my calls to RM 50.. but i always exceed it.. so anyways, if I never reply your message A LOT that why k? hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea... last but not least, my parents also made a very big impact in my life... Well they are the one that sort of told me what to do at first, but they are also the one that thought me how to fly by my own.. and i did.. :) Being in mass communication is like my dream... well it may not be a glamourous dream but I want to do it.. I just love talking to people.. Knowing new people.. :) Its a hard decision for my parents to let me do this but at last I LOVE THEM for letting me do so... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I don't know why I started analysing people, but i guess I just want to commemorate some people in my life that has made some impact and made me who I am right now.. :) Signing off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story of a boy with a backpack..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7200801263852081103-7082254184592644596?l=lookeverywhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/7082254184592644596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7200801263852081103&amp;postID=7082254184592644596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7200801263852081103/posts/default/7082254184592644596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7200801263852081103/posts/default/7082254184592644596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookeverywhere.blogspot.com/2009/08/nothing-ness.html' title='Nothing-ness...'/><author><name>Matthew Ong.K.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09676200177589253765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
