<?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-6936953303878153633</id><updated>2011-07-31T05:10:50.629+08:00</updated><category term='Port Dickson'/><category term='wH the &apos;Emo&apos;'/><category term='education'/><category term='personal'/><category term='wh the &apos;Pissed Off&apos;'/><category term='anniversary'/><category term='issues'/><category term='production'/><category term='random fun facts'/><category term='wH the &apos;Obssesive&apos;'/><category term='introduction guidlines'/><category term='wH the &apos;Ecstatic&apos;'/><category term='wH the philosopher'/><category term='wH the &apos;Horny Bastard&apos;'/><category term='wH the &apos;Whiner&apos;'/><title type='text'>Welcome to wH-Dimension !</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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' 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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-6936953303878153633.post-4739889328470096506</id><published>2010-09-20T03:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T03:13:11.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At the end of each day</title><content type='html'>The sound grew faint&lt;br /&gt;Sentimental music started flowing in&lt;br /&gt;Always asking the same questions&lt;br /&gt;Too many questions&lt;br /&gt;Then the flood begins&lt;br /&gt;The imagined path of others&lt;br /&gt;Like black figurines taunting&lt;br /&gt;If only I could find the light&lt;br /&gt;In this dark abyss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-4739889328470096506?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6936953303878153633.post-3053387941931892146</id><published>2010-09-07T00:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T00:34:49.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New day, New motivation</title><content type='html'>Obviously, as you can see from my previous post, I failed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So new motto: Determination, Passion , Exellence&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-3053387941931892146?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/3053387941931892146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2010/09/new-day-new-motivation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/3053387941931892146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/3053387941931892146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2010/09/new-day-new-motivation.html' title='New day, New motivation'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-3667863131376300864</id><published>2010-09-03T02:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T00:57:15.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd Sept to 7th Sept For Experiment or For Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;3rd Sept&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.30am&lt;/strong&gt;- I have never been very disciplined... not recently...especially compared to my peers. I always wondered why. Lack of self control? pessimisism? Motivation? Well I have only ever been motivated to do things for one reason in my life. Again, it is a girl. My girlfriend is coming over on 8th September. Therefore, at this wee hour of the morning, I decided to put my something to a test. Can I put in enough effort, enough steel, enough fight, enough passion, to create a a 5 day FREE week ( to take her around) in just 5 Days ? Would I be able to accomplish enough work to take care of her without feeling guilty or being behind? This a test! This is a challenge! This is my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.20pm&lt;/strong&gt;- Tired after 7 hour classes and other chores. Should i feel guilty for coming home(to my room) and not starting work straight away? Maybe it is not realistic. I will let that slide with myself, or at least rationalize it. But I will bring the fire tonight. I swear. The target is right after dinner start work (because I am deprived of sleep so I am going to take an hours nap)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.00pm&lt;/strong&gt;- Still haven't started work. Decided that watching movie might inspire me. ARe u KIDDING ME? also, i have to help my fren tmrw morning to shift some stuff. losing time. yet still not doing work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4th Sep&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12.00am&lt;/strong&gt;- I guess love isn't a motivation either. I just spent the whole night dota-ing and watching movie. Even at this time, I still don't plan to sleep. Where are my priorities?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-3667863131376300864?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/3667863131376300864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2010/09/3rd-sept-to-7th-sept-for-experiment-or.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/3667863131376300864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/3667863131376300864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2010/09/3rd-sept-to-7th-sept-for-experiment-or.html' title='3rd Sept to 7th Sept For Experiment or For Love'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-2654593985212456545</id><published>2010-07-08T14:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T14:29:43.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the hottest thing</title><content type='html'>I think the hottest thing is when a hot, (sluttiness is optional), chick takes a big whiff of the cigar/weed/cigarrette and blows it in to your mouth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUH!!! tat is like damn 'chat' hot la!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad all this stuff is bad for health =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-2654593985212456545?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/2654593985212456545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2010/07/hottest-thing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/2654593985212456545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/2654593985212456545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2010/07/hottest-thing.html' title='the hottest thing'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-2913179109127059231</id><published>2010-06-26T21:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T21:37:37.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who will be the Sky King?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-2913179109127059231?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/2913179109127059231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2010/06/who-will-be-sky-king.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/2913179109127059231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/2913179109127059231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2010/06/who-will-be-sky-king.html' title='Who will be the Sky King?'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-8377104548472387100</id><published>2010-06-13T17:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T17:45:22.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Same Face = Same Attitude</title><content type='html'>I starting to feel like the traditional chinese believe that you can predict how someone can act just by looking at their facial features is true after all. Seriously, don't you always get the feeling that people with the same face usually have the same attitdue ? Of course I understand that there are exceptions to the rule but that doesn't disprove that there might be some corelation between these 2 factors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone of have had this experience when you meet someone new, you may have certain expectation or stereotypes of his attitude based on his looks. This is partly because your brain assimilates this person with a person that you previously know that had acted in a certain way. Probably one of the few flaws of our brain that like to subconciously slot things into existing categories instead of making new ones although the basis for it may not be very objective. (of course there is an upside to why it works this way too, though I won't elaborate on it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when the person actually acts like what you expected, it is not suprising but rather very predictable and boring. This phenomenon happens about 50% of the time or more (abritary judgement from my experience) which I feel is enough to disaprove the notion that you can't judge a book by its cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So does this mean that your face determines your fate? Does your face determine your personality?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like not to think so since i don't believe in the idea that fate is predestined. I am living proof that you can change your attitude and behaviour. So maybe we have been looking at it the wrong way. Maybe it is your attitude that shapes your face. Maybe your ruthlessness since young is the one that gave you that wide, square jaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe thats why when you see someone with that "chiooon" or "lanci" look (cantonese lingo), you already know you dislike him. Maybe it is one of nature's natural mechanism to enable humans to know who like and dislike easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, those people who behave in a certain way may have shaped their face in a certain way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course biologist, anthropology and a lot more categories of scientist would probably dismiss this theory as hogwash. Everybody knows that our facial features are determined by our genes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I still think that it is a valid hypothesis worth pondering. It is back to the arguement of "Nature Vs Environment " and which of the factors affect the result more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this hypothesis ever helped someone win the noble prize in the next century or so, I hope that person gives credit to me for predicting this possible phenomenon. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-8377104548472387100?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/8377104548472387100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2010/06/same-face-same-attitude.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/8377104548472387100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/8377104548472387100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2010/06/same-face-same-attitude.html' title='Same Face = Same Attitude'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-5747114151556301462</id><published>2010-06-02T23:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T23:36:46.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.1 hated thing (at least for the next 3 years)</title><content type='html'>The No.1 thing that i hate the most is *drum roll* *hold your breath....it is going to be long sentence*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who make snide remarks/or THAT look like you are suppose to know something when you clearly ARE not suppose to know it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Understood it yet? need to read it again.. It's ok! I can wait. Take your time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the same page? good! Don't you agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typical scenario usually goes like this. Person who knows his plan/work/activity he has in mind will ask you to do something. You, obviously either new or oblivious to his plan, ask him questions on how it works. Then THAT person will laugh/taunt/scold you for not knowing what is suppose to "clearly obvious". What the f*ck is up with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course you don't know. You're not suppose to know!How are you suppose to know? Read the f*cker's mind? Idiots!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you get a briefing on it? or training? or an SOP to read ? instruction manual ? If not, then just ask that person to shut the f*ck up and to just answer the f*king question!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very fact that the person is asking should be commended. Firstly, at least he is brave enough to show that he doesn't know and appear ignorant. Secondly, he is not assuming anything which is good because certain assumptions have led to very big cock-ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, does it take much effort to answer a "stupid" question ? If it is a "stupid" question, it probably has a straight forward "smart" answer. Of course it is only a stupid question in an idiot's eyes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-5747114151556301462?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/5747114151556301462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2010/06/no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/5747114151556301462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/5747114151556301462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2010/06/no.html' title='No.1 hated thing (at least for the next 3 years)'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-5129454792204996204</id><published>2010-06-02T22:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T23:04:10.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too cheesy!!!</title><content type='html'>My honest opinion is that the concept of romance in our modern age (mark the date, june 2010) is really in danger. With the over-exposure of romantic dramas,series, songs and the like, it seems the so-called "traditional" things we do are considered too cheesy or boring. Expectation has been elevated to levels that are not realistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, due to the exponential increase, especially movies, of romantic media stories almost everything we do is considered cheesy. Everyone is trying to create a tagline that can be replay over and over again until it becomes *gawsh-oh-so-romantic* phrase.Case in point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You complete me!" "You had me at...hello!" -Jerry Maguire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get the idea right? The ultimate speech at the climax that needs to be done in order to rescure the relationship. It's the transition phase from "boy FIGHT with girl" to "boy get BACK together with girl."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now imagine this! If you are at your own wedding, giving a speech/vows about your loved one, and you say "I love you!" or "I want to be with you forever" or "we will live happily ever after". Some people are going to think "LAME!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't blame them. They were conditioned into it as far as I am concerned. As direct result from this fear of being judged as "Lame", one might succumb to the pressure and try to give some fantasticly funny or good speech even though it might not be in his/her calibre to do so. Then what happens? They crash and burn due to various reasons, such as making inappropiate jokes or having too much puffery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others might just crack under the pressure and won't even be able to enjoy their own wedding speech. Probably taking the safest route by giving a generic, thoughtless speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck!!! I bet many people these days refrain from saying "I love you" at times just because its overused.... EVERYWHERE. Ads, Billboards, Cards, SMS, Movies, Songs, Books, Brochures.... you name it, it is there! Right in your FACE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its sad day when saying the most truest words from ones inner-self is considered not original. Considered not poetic enough. Honestly, how did we let this happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am spreading the awareness. Starting from now! Sticking to boring "I love you" as a *ahem* tagline for the rest of my life. Why? Because it is important not to get caught up in all the creativity and media hype.Because it is important to take a stand. Because you should say what you mean. Because it is clear and concise. Because ladies like to hear it no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too Boring or cheesy ? well don't blame me. Blame society!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-5129454792204996204?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/5129454792204996204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2010/06/too-cheesy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/5129454792204996204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/5129454792204996204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2010/06/too-cheesy.html' title='Too cheesy!!!'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-6980321886184577048</id><published>2010-03-21T01:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T01:30:32.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"what if"</title><content type='html'>Some super-philosophical-friend (who likes to turn everything into a positive so much that it seems so fake ) once asked me "What is your niche?" I couldn't answer him. I probably could have a few years ago. But I am now a very confused person. Totally wondering about the "what ifs".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, "What if" i was not the afternoon supervisor's son? would half the people in secondary school even know me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "what if"s always make me worry about the road not taken. Worried about the opportunity cost. When you open one door, it means you are closing the others. I can't decide what i want to concentrate on. When i observe other peoples skills and their sucess although they are in completely different fields, I can appreciate all and also feel that I can be just like them. All I have to do is indulge in that field. However, it means I'm neglecting other things. Until now, I can't find a trade-off which I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is ridiculous. So ridiculous until I can't even enjoy my life. Even when trying to have fun, I will ask myself, "is this enough fun?" "what if I could be doing something else more fun? " . Then all the fun is gone. I'm not in the moment. Too worried that I am not maximizing the time I have. Ironically, by thinking about it, I already am not maximizing the time I have. Is this confusion ? Greed? Fickled?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is like I want to be good at everything, and just not good...but GREAT!!! but there is only so much time. Most of the things you want to be great at takes 10-15 years of non-stop effort and diligence. Does this mean that I have not found something I am truly passionate about? Does that mean I am lazy and just a dreamer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I just concentrate on the things that I am familiar with and have potential to be good at now ? or should I explore things until I can say with certainty what I trully am passionate about ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I feel if this keeps up, I would be left behind by my peers. that would be a sad thing. cuz I don't feel I am inferior to them in any way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-6980321886184577048?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/6980321886184577048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-if.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/6980321886184577048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/6980321886184577048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-if.html' title='&quot;what if&quot;'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-8754961263987365922</id><published>2010-03-13T16:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T16:42:13.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the world is a depressing place</title><content type='html'>we can only feel happy with the little things...as we fight to survive.. and die.. and become dust..which seems so pointless in the end&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-8754961263987365922?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/8754961263987365922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2010/03/world-is-depressing-place.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/8754961263987365922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/8754961263987365922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2010/03/world-is-depressing-place.html' title='the world is a depressing place'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-6694059829270295866</id><published>2010-02-24T01:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T01:10:07.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop Reading now!!!</title><content type='html'>Reading increases knowledge,&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge is power,&lt;br /&gt;But power corrupts,&lt;br /&gt;corruption is a crime,&lt;br /&gt;and crime does not pay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the more you read, the more broke you will be&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-6694059829270295866?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/6694059829270295866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2010/02/stop-reading-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/6694059829270295866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/6694059829270295866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2010/02/stop-reading-now.html' title='Stop Reading now!!!'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-1954937480528822635</id><published>2010-02-23T19:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T01:08:25.391+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random fun facts'/><title type='text'>Fun Fact# 3 a recurring problem to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mPHkoSOCyoU/S4PCnl2ff6I/AAAAAAAAAB4/dhG65fu3310/s1600-h/40031_strip.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 445px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 154px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441406760225046434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mPHkoSOCyoU/S4PCnl2ff6I/AAAAAAAAAB4/dhG65fu3310/s400/40031_strip.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/6936953303878153633-1954937480528822635?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/1954937480528822635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2010/02/ffn-fact-3-recurring-problem-to-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/1954937480528822635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/1954937480528822635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2010/02/ffn-fact-3-recurring-problem-to-me.html' title='Fun Fact# 3 a recurring problem to me'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mPHkoSOCyoU/S4PCnl2ff6I/AAAAAAAAAB4/dhG65fu3310/s72-c/40031_strip.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6936953303878153633.post-3089845677032090733</id><published>2010-02-17T21:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T21:18:14.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A reliable feeling is an indicator</title><content type='html'>If something is said to be reliable, then it means it must happen consistently over time. Well I have a reliable feeling. No matter if its few months, few days or few hours, everytime i go back to M'sia and see my gf, I would always be depressed after I leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add to that, even when i'm back, there is always this sense of impending doom that it will all end soon and then i can't even enjoy my time with her. Enjoying time = time fly faster. This is actually the reason why i made the "scariest thing in my life" video. It is the expression that I'm doing things, mundane or exciting, without being able to share it with the person I cherish. Time is flying by and I can't enjoy her presence. Isn't that scary?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I made it point not to be super "emo" on blogs anymore because I feel it's an abuse of the vitrual world where people bitch, emo etc. to get attention or to get back at someone or some other abusive way of using blogs. So I will end on a positive note. In conclusion, I guess this reliable feeling may be an indicator that when I may have to make the hard choice next time of picking between career and relationship, I should do what makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I realized that I'm not the kind of guy I thought I was. One who will priortize achievement no matter what.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-3089845677032090733?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/3089845677032090733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2010/02/reliable-feeling-is-indicator.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/3089845677032090733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/3089845677032090733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2010/02/reliable-feeling-is-indicator.html' title='A reliable feeling is an indicator'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-4764200388490134157</id><published>2010-02-11T13:24:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T13:43:05.566+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><title type='text'>Two is better than one</title><content type='html'>No.... it's not the "boys like girls" feat. taylor swift song... but it is related to the point which is BOYS LIKE GIRLS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to educate some of the naive female population on a universal truth that they can't seem to get. Some people are telling me, they don't understand why guys like to see 2 girls make out. I am hoping that if more people read this, they won't ask me such a ridiculous question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, if we were to see a guy and girl make out on screen, of course you will be looking at the pretty girl right? because if you are a guy, looking at the guy, well just -_-" .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So 1st Fact : Boys Like Girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on the premise that when people are making out, guys will only focus on the girl in the situation, the next point to note is variety is the spice of life. If there are more things to look at, of course it is more interesting. For Example, in the case of the making out situation, (again from the guys perspective, we ONLY CONCENTRATE ON THE GIRL!), 2 girls making out!!! more variety right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So 2nd fact : Two is better than one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is simple math that if you like something, you will want more of it. and 2 is more than one. Caution : theorem does not work on bi-sexuals...they will always have 2 anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in conclusion, always remember! why do guys like to see girls make out with each other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two is better than one because Boys like Girls&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-4764200388490134157?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/4764200388490134157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2010/02/two-is-better-than-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/4764200388490134157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/4764200388490134157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2010/02/two-is-better-than-one.html' title='Two is better than one'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-799353810262210572</id><published>2010-02-10T02:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T02:31:19.849+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random fun facts'/><title type='text'>MY first impressions judgements are horrible?</title><content type='html'>Fun Fact #2 Most of initial "enemies" are my closest friends; and those that I thought I had the same frequency, just faded away. Though I am right, some of the time, the "enemy" is still the "enemy" forever. But lower percentage than i expected. 20% maybe ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess one of the reason for this is I sometimes confuse good, honest rivalry with despising the "enemy". Being raised and brought up with a highly competitive characteristic, if I think your good at something, you are usually my rival. I either want to beat you at your own game, or express your inadequacies which I have superiorty over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably I used to think that you need to be seen as a RIVAL and not a FRIEND. I guess now MY RIVALS are also usually MY FRIENDS because it means I have a real respect for some aspects of them. And with respect comes tolerance and a lot of other things. There are also a lot of good memories that come with rivalry that strengthens a bond after you see past all the differences and concentrate on the commonalities. I always enjoy a good rivalry honestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, there are some people that over the years are just NOT AS ANNOYING as they used to be. That is a fact. so they are no longer the "enemy". They have either adapted, changed for the better, or they just understand the style of communicatiing with you after the years of trial and error.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, in the end, there are just some people that will FOREVER be annoying man, SERIOUSLY!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-799353810262210572?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/799353810262210572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-first-impressions-judgements-are.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/799353810262210572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/799353810262210572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-first-impressions-judgements-are.html' title='MY first impressions judgements are horrible?'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6936953303878153633.post-7276466490810293397</id><published>2010-01-31T16:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T22:43:10.600+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>Judgemental about tact</title><content type='html'>People ask me why am i so damn 'chat' judgemental. I'm particular harsh on the subject of tact in the social environment. When i see somebody doing something out of the normal social convention, unknowingly making it awkward or hurting/offending someone, I would have F1 racer type thoughts in my head instantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For this particular issue of tact&lt;/strong&gt;, I can say that the reason i'm particularly harsh is because of my past. Since I used to not care what other people think, brutal truth and all, it took me awhile to get out of those habits and join the lane of tactful people. (ironically, NOW i care too much about what other people think. Its like a freaking pendulum swinging from one end to the other)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even then, more often than not, I still screw up because it doesn't come naturally to me. So when I see other people doing it, it's like looking into a mirror of my past self. Who likes to be reminded of that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-7276466490810293397?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/7276466490810293397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2010/01/judgemental-about-tact.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/7276466490810293397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/7276466490810293397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2010/01/judgemental-about-tact.html' title='Judgemental about tact'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-3137129297289610548</id><published>2010-01-31T16:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T16:16:56.968+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='issues'/><title type='text'>Gen Y's overcontrolling (asian) parents</title><content type='html'>Ministry of education is wondering why many Malaysians go overseas for their tertiary education. One obvious reason is that our public universities are not up to standard. This subject has been debated to death. But, consider this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The overcontrolling parents of our generation (Gen Y) are not helping. I know of many people who go overseas for the freedom aspect. Imagine, even when your 21, you still have concepts of curfew which is mind-boggling because when you were overseas at the age of 19, you stayed out until whatever-the-hell-time-you-want and still didn't manage to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls, in particular, are feeling the brunt of it. Many that are studying overseas feel reluctant to come HOME because they say it is like going back to prison. Sure its a comfy prison with many perks, especially safety and support but they prefer to work in the foreign country they studied in because it is foreseen that even when they start working (at the age of 22-23), they still will have a CURFEW as well as other regulations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, another reason to why people study overseas and stay there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-3137129297289610548?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/3137129297289610548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2010/01/gen-ys-overcontrolling-asian-parents.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/3137129297289610548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/3137129297289610548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2010/01/gen-ys-overcontrolling-asian-parents.html' title='Gen Y&apos;s overcontrolling (asian) parents'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-7419757325078823699</id><published>2010-01-31T00:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T01:42:48.853+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='production'/><title type='text'>The scariest thing in 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6936953303878153633.post-9093545259963478233</id><published>2010-01-29T16:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T16:45:10.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cultural Difference</title><content type='html'>Its funny how different cultures have ways of doing things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To preserve safety of their homes, Malaysians have high walls surrounding their homes, with spikes on them. They attach metal grills on their windows and doors. All this to ward off intruders. The country also bans the ownership of guns unless for sports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, USA see things differently. From shows that I have watched, I can't understand why they need guns to protect themselves but they don't need a wall surrounding their house. You can practically just kicked down their doors for sport. (Of course I'm talking about the middle class income people here. The super rich have big walls and all that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i had to ponder this aspect of the American culture. There must be a reason to it. Here are the possibilities that I would one day, if I ever had the time, use as my hypothesis in my research.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;A gun cost much less than walls and grills&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Americans forsee an overpopulation in the near future. Figured this is the best way to keep it down without the cost of regulation. Besides, mostly criminals will be killed anyway.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Americans want people to break into their house to add some excitement into life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Americans it to be a teeny-weeny bit easier for people to feel welcomed to drop by.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Americans feel claustrophobic relatively easier compared to Malaysians&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Amercians realized that walls and grills are hazardous if a fire occurs. You will be trapped, or at least, it will slow down your escape. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, this is just on the top of my mind. I just want to stress that I'm not making fun of the Americans. I just wanted to see what reasonings I could come up with before I actually do research and find out the real reason. Who knows ? My deductions could be proven true.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-9093545259963478233?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/9093545259963478233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2010/01/cultural-difference.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/9093545259963478233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/9093545259963478233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2010/01/cultural-difference.html' title='Cultural Difference'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-3933238051324932318</id><published>2010-01-27T23:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T13:56:10.496+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random fun facts'/><title type='text'>Halleujah to coffee and alcohol !</title><content type='html'>New Decade. New Look. New concept. Yes, that means you, bloggie !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431447501512298754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mPHkoSOCyoU/S2Bgub_S0QI/AAAAAAAAABE/l22KCYju6Mk/s400/DSC_0946.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fun Fact #1&lt;/strong&gt; : I seem to have "more interest in people" or "conversation material" flows better to me only when I am "under the influence"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;coffee - makes me super energetic. Under normal circumstances, I can't muster up the energy to care for people, so don't even start about meeting NEW people. Yet, caffeine seems to have the magical power to energize me enough to think of topics to connect with people.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;alcohol - perfect for awkward moments when I'm uncomfortable with the person. opposite of coffee. makes me think less, meaning I won't overanalyze if my words will offend the person. Hence, more natural with the person. Warning&lt;em&gt;: Benefits last 1 hour only. then, it is time to sleep! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reflections&lt;/strong&gt; : I'm not as good as I thought I was, but I'm not as bad either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-3933238051324932318?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/3933238051324932318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2010/01/halleujah-to-coffee-and-alcohol.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/3933238051324932318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/3933238051324932318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2010/01/halleujah-to-coffee-and-alcohol.html' title='Halleujah to coffee and alcohol !'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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/_mPHkoSOCyoU/S2Bgub_S0QI/AAAAAAAAABE/l22KCYju6Mk/s72-c/DSC_0946.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6936953303878153633.post-8886371155563551681</id><published>2009-11-07T04:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T04:11:59.859+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wH the philosopher'/><title type='text'>wH the philosopher: care about being disgraced ?</title><content type='html'>I have nothing left anymore. Nothing to hide, nothing to protect. Do you think I care if I make a fool out of me or how much I'm disgracing myself !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Habashira Rui-&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/6936953303878153633-8886371155563551681?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/8886371155563551681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/11/wh-philosopher-care-about-being.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/8886371155563551681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/8886371155563551681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/11/wh-philosopher-care-about-being.html' title='wH the philosopher: care about being disgraced ?'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-2862732715146953537</id><published>2009-11-07T03:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T03:52:04.969+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wH the philosopher'/><title type='text'>wH the philosopher: CLIMB!!!</title><content type='html'>When you find a path to the top, "Is it too abrupt?" "Can you do it" "Is that possible?" none of that MATTERS! You just have to "CLIMB" !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're lacking the talent, then ask for the help of others without shame, dirty your own hands, even if you have to bear the contempt of the ones you love, in order to get to the top, in order to quench this thirst that is burning every man, getting to the top !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Marco-&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/6936953303878153633-2862732715146953537?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/2862732715146953537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/11/wh-philosopher-climb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/2862732715146953537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/2862732715146953537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/11/wh-philosopher-climb.html' title='wH the philosopher: CLIMB!!!'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-9133960395534518935</id><published>2009-11-07T03:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T03:36:53.374+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wH the philosopher'/><title type='text'>wH the philosopher: no time to waste</title><content type='html'>We don't have time to waste asking for things we don't have. We can only look for the best way to fight with the things we have for our whole life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Hiruma Youichi-&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/6936953303878153633-9133960395534518935?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/9133960395534518935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/11/wh-philosopher-no-time-to-waste.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/9133960395534518935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/9133960395534518935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/11/wh-philosopher-no-time-to-waste.html' title='wH the philosopher: no time to waste'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-8427253177476700376</id><published>2009-11-07T02:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T02:45:43.799+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wH the philosopher'/><title type='text'>wH the philosopher: No one would say that , right?!</title><content type='html'>Let us just give up on winning the holy land, and the dreams of the title. Its a good match. Let's just enjoy it. THERE'S NO SMALL FRIES IN OUR TEAM THAT WOULD SAY THAT, RIGHT !?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Mizumachi-&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/6936953303878153633-8427253177476700376?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/8427253177476700376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/11/wh-philosopher-no-one-would-say-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/8427253177476700376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/8427253177476700376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/11/wh-philosopher-no-one-would-say-that.html' title='wH the philosopher: No one would say that , right?!'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-7284314157181299728</id><published>2009-11-07T02:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T02:08:24.009+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wH the philosopher'/><title type='text'>wH the philosopher: Struggling is fun</title><content type='html'>I don't need a reason for that. As long as I play, I'll struggle to death until I get to the top. Because that's how its fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Hiruma Youichi-&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/6936953303878153633-7284314157181299728?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/7284314157181299728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/11/wh-philosopher-struggling-is-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/7284314157181299728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/7284314157181299728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/11/wh-philosopher-struggling-is-fun.html' title='wH the philosopher: Struggling is fun'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-8549167886882249896</id><published>2009-11-07T02:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T02:06:24.359+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wH the philosopher'/><title type='text'>wH the philosopher: Against top players</title><content type='html'>I've witnessed, someone who had no impressive muscles nor natural-born gifts, someone who would have crumbled when confronted with real combat, using this kind of body, with only one way to fight to engage in desperate confrontation with the top players. I've witnessed this for many years.... No matter if you defeat your opponent or are defeated, he is still a top player. Being at a disadvantage, you still have your own way of battle right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Takekura Gen-  &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/6936953303878153633-8549167886882249896?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/8549167886882249896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/11/wh-philosopher-against-top-players.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/8549167886882249896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/8549167886882249896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/11/wh-philosopher-against-top-players.html' title='wH the philosopher: Against top players'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-3632619664604957982</id><published>2009-10-31T16:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T16:04:47.759+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wH the philosopher'/><title type='text'>wH the philosopher: Defeat</title><content type='html'>There is no player in this world that has not lost before. However, the best players will give everything they have got to stand up again, ordinary players take a while to get back on their feet while losers will remain flat on the field&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Darrel Royal-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-3632619664604957982?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/3632619664604957982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/10/wh-philosopher-defeat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/3632619664604957982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/3632619664604957982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/10/wh-philosopher-defeat.html' title='wH the philosopher: Defeat'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-5887777185125539992</id><published>2009-10-27T15:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T03:08:04.506+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wH the philosopher'/><title type='text'>wH the philosopher: Second rate males</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Even second rate males have a single right allowed to them. The right to challenge the boss of the group in a fight. It's up to you to live while using that right or to live while not using it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Hiruma Youichi-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-5887777185125539992?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/5887777185125539992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/10/wh-philosopher-second-rate-males.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/5887777185125539992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/5887777185125539992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/10/wh-philosopher-second-rate-males.html' title='wH the philosopher: Second rate males'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-7052145540450531960</id><published>2009-10-25T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T20:54:39.491+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wH the philosopher'/><title type='text'>wH the philosopher: Epiphany?</title><content type='html'>When a person who gains his strength only by looking down on others goes to a world where there is no one to look down on, the only person he can look down on is himself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-7052145540450531960?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/7052145540450531960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/10/wh-philosopher-epiphany.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/7052145540450531960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/7052145540450531960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/10/wh-philosopher-epiphany.html' title='wH the philosopher: Epiphany?'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-4710846370080387169</id><published>2009-10-18T14:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T15:00:32.759+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wH the &apos;Ecstatic&apos;'/><title type='text'>wH the 'Ecstatic': P.S. I love you</title><content type='html'>Just watched the movie 'P.S. I love you' . Great storyline. heart warming. I'm not a Hilary Swank fan but I have to say she has a knack of picking great movies to act in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an unrelated note, the other day i found a girl can't wink one of her eyes. Meaning she can wink, one side (maybe her right, I forgot!) and when she trys to wink the other, she will blink both eyes. Haha i assume my whole life that everyone should be able to wink both eyes. Now that i know there are such things. So grateful that I can. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-4710846370080387169?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/4710846370080387169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/10/wh-ecstatic-ps-i-love-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/4710846370080387169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/4710846370080387169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/10/wh-ecstatic-ps-i-love-you.html' title='wH the &apos;Ecstatic&apos;: P.S. I love you'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-4725450087593191137</id><published>2009-10-14T17:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T18:03:18.581+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wH the &apos;Ecstatic&apos;'/><title type='text'>wH the 'Ecstatic' : Things I might want to learn</title><content type='html'>Just for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try and list down the top 10 skills (with the first one being the most wanted) i might want to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the end of , well I don't know, 5 years maybe, look back at this list and laugh. Either I will not like it or just never got around to doing it.&lt;br /&gt;But at least I can fantasize !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Martial Arts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cooking ( the real exquisite stuff and not the boring normal everyday food)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dancing ( cool dancing moves or ballroom. both are good)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Investment Analytical ability&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Supreme strategy thinking&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Super Funny but Not Offensive Humour &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Game - Manipulation of human interaction/psychology (usually on chicks)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Video Producing/Directing/Editing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Media Designing (mostly photo effects but not actual photography)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Presenting &amp;amp; Public Speaking&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wow, it was so hard coming out with ideas. I guess I AM too lazy to learn new stuff. LOLZ&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-4725450087593191137?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/4725450087593191137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/10/wh-ecstatic-things-i-might-want-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/4725450087593191137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/4725450087593191137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/10/wh-ecstatic-things-i-might-want-to.html' title='wH the &apos;Ecstatic&apos; : Things I might want to learn'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-6881031931994605723</id><published>2009-10-14T17:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T17:35:51.158+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wH the &apos;Whiner&apos;'/><title type='text'>wH the 'Whiner' : the T</title><content type='html'>The T on my laptop doesn't work !!! so weird. I wonder why its the T. its so hard to press. it should be the A. Thats the letter I use the most. Weird stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-6881031931994605723?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/6881031931994605723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/10/wh-whiner-t.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/6881031931994605723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/6881031931994605723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/10/wh-whiner-t.html' title='wH the &apos;Whiner&apos; : the T'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-2549767391060289986</id><published>2009-10-14T17:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T17:39:11.411+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wH the philosopher'/><title type='text'>wH the philosopher: Isn't love something you decide?</title><content type='html'>I don't understand some norms or moral values or whatever you called it. They say you must love your family no matter what. Why is there such a rule? Isn't it something you decide?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong. I'm not saying don't love your family either. I'm just saying it is one's freedom of choice and it should not be regarded as right or wrong in whatever circumstances. They always say you will regret it in the end if you don't. But could it be that because the whole world just always remind you that 'you will regret it in the end if you don't' ? It is like your brainwashed in to feeling it. It is induced guilt or depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, don't get me wrong. Its probably more depressing if you don't have a loving family than if you had one. I'm not saying its a better situation. But what if your family is there, and you don't feel happy anyway? Are you suppose to act like they make you happy? Just to illustrate a point. I feel its very much justified if you hate your alchoholic parent that doesn't take care of anyone, not even himself/herself. Stay away if you want to. Its a choice. You don't have to LOVE him. People say there is a biological part of you that will just naturally love that parent despite whatever he/her does. If you feel it, fine, love the poor bugga already. However, please be clear if you really feel it or your just being brainwashed by some warped values of society. If you don't feel it, why kid yourself? In the end, you will live with your decision. (Its an extreme example but just try to understand the point to it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do understand why such 'values' are promoted. Obviously, if family don't stick together, who will? So, fulfill your family duty but don't be depressed if your not particular happy with your current situation. There a lot of people out there that you can love and I feel even if it is just a few, you will find it enough to make you happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is a choice. If you don't like/love somebody, and don't want to improve the relationship, if you think that it is better for you after giving it some thought (but don't take the easy way out), don't look back! ONLY look back if you think its for your own happiness, not some warped induced guilt or depression imposed by society.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-2549767391060289986?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/2549767391060289986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/10/wh-philosopher-isnt-love-something-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/2549767391060289986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/2549767391060289986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/10/wh-philosopher-isnt-love-something-you.html' title='wH the philosopher: Isn&apos;t love something you decide?'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-27560047127481612</id><published>2009-10-14T17:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T17:17:25.973+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wH the &apos;Obssesive&apos;'/><title type='text'>wH the 'Obssesive' : My Squatter roommate has moved out...</title><content type='html'>Sureal... Feels weird..I can actually hear myself think so much.... now with my oher roommate who i probably won't whine to so much.. i can hear my thoughts ever so clearly...and loudly... and I suddenly have more space to put stuff.. but I lost a printer and PSP in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it was fun while it lasted. But maybe it is good to have my own space. Maybe I will get bored. I don't know. We will see. Sureal !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-27560047127481612?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/27560047127481612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/10/wh-obssesive-my-squatter-roommate-has.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/27560047127481612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/27560047127481612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/10/wh-obssesive-my-squatter-roommate-has.html' title='wH the &apos;Obssesive&apos; : My Squatter roommate has moved out...'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-6875393787085430219</id><published>2009-09-23T11:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T11:10:01.981+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wH the &apos;Ecstatic&apos;'/><title type='text'>wH the 'Ecstatic': NTU is better !</title><content type='html'>Its not original. I heard from somewhere.  LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NTU = Need To Understand&lt;br /&gt;NUS = Not Understood Seriously&lt;br /&gt;SMU = Some Minimal Understanding&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-6875393787085430219?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/6875393787085430219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/09/wh-ecstatic-ntu-is-better.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/6875393787085430219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/6875393787085430219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/09/wh-ecstatic-ntu-is-better.html' title='wH the &apos;Ecstatic&apos;: NTU is better !'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-7178704143830554557</id><published>2009-09-22T13:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T13:33:33.168+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wH the philosopher'/><title type='text'>wH the 'philosopher': Concept of Heaven and Hell</title><content type='html'>Its my opinion that the concept of heaven has made countless people in our modern times to commit suicide when some tragedy happens. The thought that there is a better place and that&lt;br /&gt;'I' have been filial/holy enough in my religion to be there. Since its a place without suffering, why suffer here when i can go there ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we don't need to consider the people who deemed themselves not 'holy' enough because they would be scared to go to hell anyway. So they won't do any silly things to themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure there are some religions that deter this by adding a prohibitive clause that states that if you kill yourself, you will go to hell because its not your time yet. In my opinion, this clause is necessary and constantly reminds people in duress to appreciate life. However, recently, there are many religions that only promote the concept of heaven so much that it is misinterpreted that the faster you go there the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why I feel that if you only think there is one life, the here and now, you would definitely appreciate it more and be more resilient when face with adversity. The benefit of living, however suffering, far outweighs death unless in cases of extreme torture. You would live life how you want it and by what you want to achieve in it; and not following some rules or principles that you may not agree with but have to do so anyway because well, its WRITTEN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-7178704143830554557?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/7178704143830554557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/09/wh-philosopher-concept-of-heaven-and.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/7178704143830554557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/7178704143830554557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/09/wh-philosopher-concept-of-heaven-and.html' title='wH the &apos;philosopher&apos;: Concept of Heaven and Hell'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-9003082427794841339</id><published>2009-09-17T19:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T20:39:55.002+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wH the &apos;Ecstatic&apos;'/><title type='text'>wH the 'Ecstatic': Ms. Snowflake Pledges allegiance to SF2</title><content type='html'>With 3-days left before a one-year stint in UK, Ms. Snowflake has pledge her allegiance to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;with an emotional speech and dedication "through MSN" (like any true gamer would). She briefly highlighted how the clan has helped her challenge her limit in pursue of her goals and thanked the people involved for the various benefits she received since her installation into the clan. &lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 512px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 337px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382408568856344002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mPHkoSOCyoU/SrIoE36zdcI/AAAAAAAAAA8/37yNviwTT68/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The clan leader, Mr. Flame, gave this comment at a press conference," Its always a sad moment when one of us have to leave, however brief the moment, and her absence will definitely have an impact to the clan especially since she was one of the most dedicated members. What we must do now is pull together and work through this transitional period to fill the gap. I'm sure we have other capable personnel who can fill the void left by Ms. Snowflake."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ms. Snowflake is one of the founding members of the clan who has establish her prominence in a brief period of 4 months. Her most important contribution, the creation of code names, was the very platform of the organization. Besides that, she took on full responsibility of organizing and developing training for all clan members. Her departure will surely be missed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-9003082427794841339?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/9003082427794841339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/09/wh-ecstatic-ms-snowflake-pledges.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/9003082427794841339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/9003082427794841339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/09/wh-ecstatic-ms-snowflake-pledges.html' title='wH the &apos;Ecstatic&apos;: Ms. Snowflake Pledges allegiance to SF2'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mPHkoSOCyoU/SrIoE36zdcI/AAAAAAAAAA8/37yNviwTT68/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6936953303878153633.post-2042907923869665692</id><published>2009-09-17T00:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T01:34:39.759+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wH the &apos;Ecstatic&apos;'/><title type='text'>wH the 'Ecstatic': Learn to be a cam whore!</title><content type='html'>HAHA. very creative video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0GLJRzuodKo&amp;amp;feature=channel_page"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0GLJRzuodKo&amp;amp;feature=channel_page&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-2042907923869665692?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/2042907923869665692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/09/wh-ecstatic-learn-to-be-cam-whore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/2042907923869665692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/2042907923869665692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/09/wh-ecstatic-learn-to-be-cam-whore.html' title='wH the &apos;Ecstatic&apos;: Learn to be a cam whore!'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-841299658107742147</id><published>2009-09-16T02:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T02:27:41.031+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wH the &apos;Emo&apos;'/><title type='text'>wH the 'Emo': Believe in yourself ?</title><content type='html'>I used to feel i was invincible. That if and when i do decide to try, I will get there in the quickest way possible. Its simple. Its not a question of how. Its just a question of will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, I came to the Singapore Uni Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now seems like the total opposite. I can feel the 'Futility' creeping around my brain all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So was it that I didn't have strong enough believe ? that when the going got tough, I lost it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR I was just trapped in my own little world not realizing that the universe is a large thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to go with the former for now. I will reflect on this in July 2010. The answer will come up then. Till then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-841299658107742147?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/841299658107742147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/09/wh-emo-believe-in-yourself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/841299658107742147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/841299658107742147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/09/wh-emo-believe-in-yourself.html' title='wH the &apos;Emo&apos;: Believe in yourself ?'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-5185146100263285415</id><published>2009-09-13T02:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T03:31:41.350+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wH the &apos;Obssesive&apos;'/><title type='text'>wH the 'Obssesive' : The attractive factor</title><content type='html'>Its funny how you can develop crushes for different people in your life when they are so different in character. Maybe it is because they are different that at different times of life, mood and other factors that make you need the variety. After all, our cravings and likings are changing all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Illustration and analysis of the different attractive factors/techniques/skills (which affected me) throughout my life. My crushes!&lt;br /&gt;*Physical attraction is left out because its obvious and self explanatory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ms. Greed&lt;/strong&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;With the more the merrier attitude, she is compelled to attract as many as possible. Typical hard-to-get player but sophisticatedly implanted a nice, cute and popular impression of herself.Though its just a mirage, using this impression, attracts you and when your snared in the web, plays push-and-pull with you giving you mixed signals to confuse you. You debate with yourself if you have a chance or if it's worth it. The mind plays tricks on you inducing self-guilt that it is a fault of your doing when it was actually just a really clever ploy of hers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ms. Nihilism&lt;/strong&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Attracts with sporting-ness and constant search for something new fun which makes life exciting. Conversation revovles around particular bizzare things considered interesting but usually seems one way. The exihibition of niceness when she has caught your interest is attractive also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ms. Intoxication&lt;/strong&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Unique blend of 75% holiness and 25% devilish cheekiness. Sharp tongue and quick wit cracks you up which attracts you but constant referral to a higher being intimidates you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ms. Rage&lt;/strong&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Overachiever with extreme efficiency and quality in many aspects of life. Pure envy and respect would make you want to get closer to her. The fire that fuels her passion is transformational which is attractive. However, the fire is a double edge sword at time. So, when the volcano erupts, be prepared to take cover quickly.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ms. Despair&lt;/strong&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Easy going person that follows your lead with ease yet adds her own style into it at the same time. When your in the mood to relax, you would be most susceptible to this attractive power.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ms. Sacrifice&lt;/strong&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Niceness is brought to a whole new level with a quick helping hand as well as tireless listening skills(whenever or whatever) which will definitely catch your eye. However, beware that you might be sacrificed for a greater cause.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ms. Loneliness&lt;/strong&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Mysterious attractive trait which is promoted by lack of information from Central Intelligence. Time is needed to clear and break the smoke screen which also doubles as a barrier. Task is made more difficult from the lack of identity of associates who are under the radar most, if not all, of the time. However, once the initial phase has passed, there will emerge a cute, sporting, beautiful and fun-loving angel from the clouds.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Conclusion: It is needless to say that the one that stands out will attract you the most !   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-5185146100263285415?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/5185146100263285415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/09/wh-obssesive-attractive-factor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/5185146100263285415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/5185146100263285415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/09/wh-obssesive-attractive-factor.html' title='wH the &apos;Obssesive&apos; : The attractive factor'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-3104021900665191196</id><published>2009-09-07T18:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T18:07:34.424+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wH the philosopher'/><title type='text'>wH the 'Philosopher' : Make An Investment</title><content type='html'>"Some people play tennis all their lives but never get better. Those people are not willing to take a fresh look at what they do or to consider changing it. Good players recognize that getting better often means making an investment in new approaches. For a while they may get worse as they wrestle with new and unfamiliar techniques, but eventually they surpass their old plateau. The new techniques offer more long-term potential. "&lt;br /&gt;                               &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                               - Quote from a text book I read in Sem 3-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-3104021900665191196?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/3104021900665191196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/09/wh-philosopher-make-investment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/3104021900665191196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/3104021900665191196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/09/wh-philosopher-make-investment.html' title='wH the &apos;Philosopher&apos; : Make An Investment'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-6591354574169926594</id><published>2009-09-01T01:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T01:26:47.499+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wH the &apos;Horny Bastard&apos;'/><title type='text'>wH the 'Horny Bastard' : Genie for you (new HOT! song)</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;9 Girls (all with long legs)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In uniform&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In heels&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In shorts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;DaNcInG !! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Need i say more ???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;object width="402" height="334" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-74def683ed6a113a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D74def683ed6a113a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330028613%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1626A373D276E37ACE5A400625D63401D337CABA.1E0F788262D314FA68FFEA80CC8DCB84DA39A190%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D74def683ed6a113a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D59COI3BHeJKt2bKIzyuVrsM1ceg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="402" height="334" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D74def683ed6a113a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330028613%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1626A373D276E37ACE5A400625D63401D337CABA.1E0F788262D314FA68FFEA80CC8DCB84DA39A190%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D74def683ed6a113a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D59COI3BHeJKt2bKIzyuVrsM1ceg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-6591354574169926594?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=74def683ed6a113a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/6591354574169926594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/09/wh-horny-bastard-genie-for-you-new-hot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/6591354574169926594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/6591354574169926594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/09/wh-horny-bastard-genie-for-you-new-hot.html' title='wH the &apos;Horny Bastard&apos; : Genie for you (new HOT! song)'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-257473899597651597</id><published>2009-08-27T02:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T02:18:59.379+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wH the &apos;Emo&apos;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wh the &apos;Pissed Off&apos;'/><title type='text'>wH the 'Emo' &amp; wh the 'Pissed Off' : Despair</title><content type='html'>Ever got the feeling that nothing matters??&lt;br /&gt; is it because you have lost hope?&lt;br /&gt;what have you lost hope from ?&lt;br /&gt;trying too hard and not getting results?&lt;br /&gt;or no being able to bring yourself to try for fear that you were never good enough to reach your dream ?&lt;br /&gt;is that a feeling of self-pity?&lt;br /&gt;or unrealistic expectations?&lt;br /&gt;Can things ever change?&lt;br /&gt;Is that every miniscule effort that they tell you will help change things ever count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT PISSES ME THE HELL OFF!!!!!! LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING ! IF I'M EVER GOING TO DIE, I"M GOING TO DIE FIGHTING! JUST WATCH!!! TO THE DEATH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-257473899597651597?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/257473899597651597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/08/wh-emo-wh-pissed-off-despair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/257473899597651597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/257473899597651597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/08/wh-emo-wh-pissed-off-despair.html' title='wH the &apos;Emo&apos; &amp; wh the &apos;Pissed Off&apos; : Despair'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-1800170338281362789</id><published>2009-08-09T19:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T20:44:22.700+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wH the &apos;Ecstatic&apos;'/><title type='text'>wH the 'Ecstatic': My own cover pieces!</title><content type='html'>its very sad that my holidays have ended. I was able to spend time with my piano quite a bit this time. I tried to play all this pieces by hearing. I think I sort of got it but there were some mistakes during recording. The pressure when your on camera makes you crack man. 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Sometimes in business you have to be dead inside. When your not(meaning your alive inside), it comes at a price. Saving the environment and stuff (corporate social responsibility) is good in the long run. But it comes at a price. And the price is NOW. Having a soul comes at a price.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-4827947698708009416?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/4827947698708009416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/08/wh-philosopher-having-soul-comes-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/4827947698708009416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/4827947698708009416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/08/wh-philosopher-having-soul-comes-at.html' title='wH the philosopher: Having a soul comes at a price'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-3732589974091145823</id><published>2009-08-09T01:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T01:46:39.820+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wH the philosopher'/><title type='text'>wH the philosopher: Love is a religion</title><content type='html'>Its not original, i admit. I quote this from 'Ms. Yale' herself. To all you haters out there, if you can see in your heart to break up with your other half or break your friends up because they have difference religious beliefs, I say this to you. Think straight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For if you gain a little perspective, you will see that &lt;strong&gt;Love is a Religion&lt;/strong&gt;. Its one of the best too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-3732589974091145823?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/3732589974091145823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/08/wh-philosopher-love-is-religion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/3732589974091145823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/3732589974091145823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/08/wh-philosopher-love-is-religion.html' title='wH the philosopher: Love is a religion'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-8344570723060199195</id><published>2009-08-01T08:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T08:36:44.207+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wH the &apos;Horny Bastard&apos;'/><title type='text'>wH the 'Horny Bastard' : Spaghetti Strap And Short Skirts</title><content type='html'>Firstly, let me illustrate my love for my girlfriend (Ms. Chow Shiat Nee) which will never change in anyway possible. I love her with all my heart and this post does not, in anyway possible , mean anything otherwise. She will forever be the most beautiful and gorgeous thing alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to the post! Most girls think we guys are very simple perverts that jump at any chance to see some skin of a girl/girls which they deem pretty. Little do they know that there do exist very complex ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, I like the 'Spaghetti Strap and Short Skirt' (SS2) as the sexiest girl outfit. Shocking? Why not fishnet stockings? Plunging neckline tops? See Through Tops?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the complexity begins here. The SS2 is simple yet elegant. How the strap move about ones shoulder is so turning on. How the skirt clings nicely to ones hips with the possibility of discovering an unknown suprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is the girls' facial expression when they are embarassed and shy about having accidentally revealing too much! That face is just priceless. (If they wear too slutty stuff, they would never have the potential of this ability). Sometimes its not even about getting to see anything but just the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please never underestimate the complexity of the twisted mind of the pervert ever again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-8344570723060199195?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/8344570723060199195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/08/wh-horny-bastard-spaghetti-strap-and.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/8344570723060199195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/8344570723060199195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/08/wh-horny-bastard-spaghetti-strap-and.html' title='wH the &apos;Horny Bastard&apos; : Spaghetti Strap And Short Skirts'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6936953303878153633.post-8478028587073151404</id><published>2009-07-24T14:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T08:23:26.699+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wH the &apos;Whiner&apos;'/><title type='text'>wH the 'Whiner': Ironic Accident</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Today, I was with Ms. Worrier and we wanted to park in Atria. Since there was no parking, we had to park at the rooftop. Now to fully appreciate the irony of this story, I have to tell what happened to me. A year ago, I, myself had to park at the dreaded rooftop. It was a glorious time when i still had my trusty steed, the 20-year old Honda. You see the thing that had to be understood about why the dreaded rooftop had its name was not that the rooftop is horrible. It was getting to the rooftop that was the problem. It has a very narrow ramp to go through to get to the rooftop. So, there I was impatience and stuff and BAM!!! my car hit the side of a pillar. Man the there were scratches and a dent(because the pillar is a squarish pillar and it had an edge) When I backedup, I saw that the pillar had a lot of battle scars from other cars ramming into it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So now, I was going up to the rooftop with Ms. Worrier driving and this flashbacks were coming back to me. Therefore, I began warning Ms. Worrier about my experience. Just as I was about to finish my story... BAM! She hit the wall !!!  (damage: minute dent and minimal scratches)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I felt very bad la because I felt it could have been avoided if I had warned her sooner. However, I do appreciate the irony. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-8478028587073151404?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/8478028587073151404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/07/wh-whiner-ironic-accident.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/8478028587073151404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/8478028587073151404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/07/wh-whiner-ironic-accident.html' title='wH the &apos;Whiner&apos;: Ironic Accident'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-5158646929644483747</id><published>2009-07-24T02:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T02:35:04.621+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wh the &apos;Pissed Off&apos;'/><title type='text'>wh the 'Pissed Off': Mood Swing??!!</title><content type='html'>One of those days when suddenly i get so pissed. Feel like breaking a few things or punching someone. Tried to tackle the reason but couldn't pinpoint it. It eludes me which pisses me off even more. Because now i can't curse about or at it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the possible reasons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Feel gf not giving me enuff attention&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Feel a lot of Dota players in cafe are damn lanci!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Feel I have not accomplished much today&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Feel the whole world should just crumble and be sucked into a black hole which then spits everything out into tiny little pieces which is then disintegrated further by extreme heat and then sucked into a bigger black hole.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oh and one guy stare "cock" me today. Although i said 'hi'  to him. B*st*rd!!! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-5158646929644483747?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/5158646929644483747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/07/wh-pissed-off-mood-swing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/5158646929644483747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/5158646929644483747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/07/wh-pissed-off-mood-swing.html' title='wh the &apos;Pissed Off&apos;: Mood Swing??!!'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-330549701927535579</id><published>2009-07-22T03:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T03:12:34.533+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wh the &apos;Pissed Off&apos;'/><title type='text'>wh the 'Pissed Off' : Kicked out of MAMAK!!!??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Man I got kicked out of a Mamak man. That is the most embarrassing thing that can happen to a living being. Of all the lowest of restaurant classes, mamak is like at the most bottom. Thankfully, I had Mr. Black and Mr. Fei Hai with me to share the shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we weren’t thrown out but the guy gestured to us to pay our bill. Ok we were there for 6 hours. Catching up and all. Yes! We stopped ordering drinks after awhile. But can they really kick us out?? I mean their mamak is practically empty. Man I need to know my rights. Any lawyers with good advice?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Somemore its not the owner. It’s the lazy workers. So I don’t know if he just want to clean up or he thinks its for the good of the business. I certainly would be more understanding if it were the owner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-330549701927535579?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/330549701927535579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/07/wh-pissed-off-kicked-out-of-mamak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/330549701927535579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/330549701927535579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/07/wh-pissed-off-kicked-out-of-mamak.html' title='wh the &apos;Pissed Off&apos; : Kicked out of MAMAK!!!??'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-113513394983575034</id><published>2009-07-22T02:31:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T15:11:20.746+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wH the &apos;Ecstatic&apos;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Port Dickson'/><title type='text'>wH the 'Ecstatic' : 4th anniversary</title><content type='html'>Wow my gf and I together 4 years already !!! She had some dance practice thing in IMU. So we couldn't go out. She finished at 10 pm. So I brought the celebration to her. Here is how :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;bought her 16 roses (ouch to my wallet!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;got take away from Miss Reed: Spaghettinni Carbonara and Smoked Salmon (ouch to my wallet! x2)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Did a small slide show for her revolving around our relationship&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had dinner in her small room (which is actually a storeroom in a penthouse). It was simple but memorable. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is a small snippit of the clips i made for her&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="328" height="281" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5e66de7da56cd510" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5e66de7da56cd510%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330028613%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5BE1463CF0B8FC91AE869772461FFFFE541529D8.5BC9336A7E332AB45DBC4CCC4A65EB8C7856C3DA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5e66de7da56cd510%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5ev2l8t0f3EUQBIYqWJrh2CjwLk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="328" height="281" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5e66de7da56cd510%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330028613%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5BE1463CF0B8FC91AE869772461FFFFE541529D8.5BC9336A7E332AB45DBC4CCC4A65EB8C7856C3DA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5e66de7da56cd510%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5ev2l8t0f3EUQBIYqWJrh2CjwLk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Music Video cover which singing is 100% original from my GF , Ms. CSN. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Granted the quality is quite bad. &lt;em&gt;But hey !&lt;/em&gt; considering that I had a camera with no battery and a gf who kept on laughing, this counted pretty good already. You would notice some parts the sound quality changes. those are the parts i could take with the camera. the rest is from my hp.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is from a PD trip which I enjoyed very much. Maybe we had to much time on our hands but the quality time with the GF is still too priceless. Enjoy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-113513394983575034?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=5e66de7da56cd510&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/113513394983575034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/07/wh-ecstatic-4th-anniversary.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/113513394983575034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/113513394983575034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/07/wh-ecstatic-4th-anniversary.html' title='wH the &apos;Ecstatic&apos; : 4th anniversary'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-5854200434898865979</id><published>2009-05-03T11:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T12:23:48.916+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wH the &apos;Ecstatic&apos;'/><title type='text'>wH the 'Ecstatic' : Last week in Singapore as a freshman (part 2)</title><content type='html'>After that, all the packing and shifting really wore me down! Then, I saw the light because of the next event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;A &lt;strong&gt;Day&lt;/strong&gt; in the Life of &lt;strong&gt;Bishan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The plan was to go cycling but it was closed. (Why open a bike shop if you're going to close at 5pm? Isn't that the time people START going out to exercise?) Therefore, due to this bizzare circumstance, rollerblading was in the picture instead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was together with 'Ms. Don't-Forget-the-Lyrics' and 'Ms. No-Sense-of-Direction' rollerblading in Bishan Park. It was hilarious how we could not cross the 'bumps' in the park. Then again, why are there 'bumps' int he park?? Although I had trouble stopping on blades, at least I didn't fall down. Unfortunately, I can't say the same for the other two. Haha. I would have loved to laugh at them if they were guys. Too bad they were very nice girls and I had to hold that evil urge in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for the record, if 'Ms. No-Sense-of-Direction' ever in your life &lt;strong&gt;lead&lt;/strong&gt; you to a place she says she knows, DO NOT, I repeat, DO NOT believe her &lt;em&gt;(even if she swears on the lives of her pets, 'Chocolate' and 'Ice-Cream')&lt;/em&gt; when she says its&lt;em&gt; 'nearby'&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;'she knows the way'&lt;/em&gt;. She devilishly deceives you by saying its 'nearby' and then she points randomly to some open space indicating that its 'JUST THERE!'. Then, when you reach 'THERE' (wherever that is! I can never see it but she claims that it is THERE!), she says 'Oh, ya! from here its just 'nearby'! After 3-4 'nearby's and 'its there!' pointing, you kind of realize the pattern here. But its probably too late. You realize that you have walked like at least 2 KM or more. Its a powerful illusion technique this girl has. Luckily, there was some revenge after being deceived. She had to eat 2 tomatoes that she hate. Take That!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I learn about a bit about 4 'kaki' Mahjong that day when we did play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-5854200434898865979?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/5854200434898865979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/05/wh-ecstatic-last-week-in-singapore-as_03.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/5854200434898865979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/5854200434898865979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/05/wh-ecstatic-last-week-in-singapore-as_03.html' title='wH the &apos;Ecstatic&apos; : Last week in Singapore as a freshman (part 2)'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-7933928090927533111</id><published>2009-05-03T11:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T11:55:03.091+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wH the &apos;Ecstatic&apos;'/><title type='text'>wH the 'Ecstatic' : Last week in Singapore as a freshman (part 1)</title><content type='html'>Finally!!! Starting next year, I won't be a freshman anymore. I can actually give advice to the freshman and be all knowledgeable because they would probably believe me (though they shouldn't) because they would probably clueless, young and confused!!! I pity them, muahahaha !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have never really elaborated about happy things in Singapore before. So this will be one of the few rarities because the initial objective of this blog was to rant....i think. (&lt;em&gt;I can't really remember the main objective anymore cause there was many reasons: peer pressure, stress, just trying to run away from work,  as a distraction&lt;/em&gt;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I really enjoyed my last week in Singapore (after Exam of course) because of these several outings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sleepover&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;in someplace near Bedok Market&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'Mr. Gay' invited me over to, as his name suggests, gay about for the night. Apparently, it was his code for chilling out. Still, I was not worried because I was too 'high' that exam was over. My judgement was severely clouded. Besides, his room had air-cond. It beats staying in hall. So, it was really nice to just hang out in his room, watch stupid youtube videos, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;read FHM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (the &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Highlight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of the night), eat Cheese Fries for supper and just talk about very random stuff. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First Cinema Viewing&lt;/strong&gt;(in Singapore) at 'THE' Cathay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Firstly, the fact that its called 'THE' Cathay shows its awesomeness. Its cool name and anybody who thinks otherwise are just not cool enough to see it. So, this event happen right after the 'Gay Night' at someplace near Bedok Market. 'Mr. Gay', the twins, 'Ms. I-love-Zac Effron 1' and 'Ms. I-love-Zac Effron 2' as well as I went to watching 'Knowing' after lunch. (&lt;em&gt;There was strong objection not to watch Zac Effron from the guys for obvious reasons. We're just not THAT GAY! We have our limits too!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;By the way, Knowing was a freaking waste of 2 hours of my life. I could have wasted that time much more productively. &lt;strong&gt;(WARNING: Spoilers)&lt;/strong&gt;  I mean 'ALienS!!!!' LAME SHIT!!! Pointless show with so many holes in the plot! What was the point of the LIST of numbers?? Just give damn the last coordinates already and they will go there! end of story! I could have understood the story in 5 minutes!   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-7933928090927533111?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/7933928090927533111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/05/wh-ecstatic-last-week-in-singapore-as.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/7933928090927533111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/7933928090927533111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/05/wh-ecstatic-last-week-in-singapore-as.html' title='wH the &apos;Ecstatic&apos; : Last week in Singapore as a freshman (part 1)'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-5049469171994867793</id><published>2009-04-02T18:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T19:20:21.840+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wH the &apos;Obssesive&apos;'/><title type='text'>wH the 'Obssesive' : AB105 OB Project</title><content type='html'>I always feel compelled to review one's own work after it so as not to repeat a mistake.I like to remember the beginning of the process and anaylze how the pattern of events led to the result. Usually to get feedback, I will bring up the issues I feel that are important to others. However, some prefer not to think too much about it (less stressful I guess) and due to this, I come across as OBSSESIVE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for my own reference, I'm going to review the AB105 OB Project here! Feel free to leave your constructive feedback at the comment box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;TEAM PINNOCHIO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320042025870341554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mPHkoSOCyoU/SdSWCSYmtbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/jT4Idw1FSEA/s320/pinnochio.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Overview&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a whole, I think if our team manage to get a B+ or A- , it is good enough for me. Of all my projects, this would be one of the highest result yet and I do feel quite proud of the result. Our OB tutor was pretty direct in his feedback which I liked (no beating around the bush). Here are some of the strengths and issues that should be analyzed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Strengths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Structure again seem to be the team's strong point&lt;/strong&gt;. I think this strength is fairly attributable to 'Ms. Formatter' which I feel is always able to create a nice flow for the project.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Analysis of Ms. Wong and Mrs Lim&lt;/strong&gt;. Our team highlighted what limitations of Ms. Wong(the interviewee) had in terms of information and her background. * &lt;em&gt;If I'm not wrong &lt;/em&gt;* I remembered the points for this mostly came from 'Ms. Efficient' when we were compiling our points. Of course it was 'Mr. Phraser' who went the extra mile to interview his cousin and collect information especially about the background. Credit to both of them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Issues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The phrase in our limitation for recommendation &lt;em&gt;'No Amount of Time'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;It seem to weaken our arguement&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;I do feel no one is to blame or if there is, it's everybodies fault since none of us detected it. The significance of this is that I learned the HarD WaY about the importance of phrasing( I was never too particular about it). Thank god 'Mr. Phraser' was always challenging our phrases. Who knows what else might have gone wrong without his effort? Thanks man!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Focusing on 2 problems instead of one&lt;/strong&gt;. I seriously can't believe we missed out on the question which says take one problem. I rememeber it being there but I wondered why It never occured to me. It might have worked for us and it made ours unique (that was the feedback). At that time, we all agreed to it because we wanted to have more to write about but with hindsight, I feel it worked against us. We were not able to focus the recommendation properly and actually did not have enough words to explain properly to make our analysis and recommendations even stronger. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not enough of Referencing (suppose to have 8-10 but we only had 3 LoL).&lt;/strong&gt; Not much regrets here. I think the research would have taken up a lot of time and I'm not sure if the benefit would really outweigh the cost(time). Maybe it was our subject that was hard to find things. Maybe we just don't know how to simply chuck in more references. Maybe we just didn't want to put in effort there. I don't know. All in all, still NO REGRETS !&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conclusion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We live and learn. At least the blunders weren't too bad. I want to thank everybody for their efforts. Thank you , 'Ms. Formatter' (our structure and project formats always look good because of you), 'Mr. Phraser' (the name explains it all) and 'Ms. Efficient' (finish work on/ahead of time that makes us all pressured to do it. Never late for submitting her part which makes me especially compelled to faster do my part)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will miss our talk 'cock' sessions at project meetings.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-5049469171994867793?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/5049469171994867793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/04/wh-obssesive-ab105-ob-project.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/5049469171994867793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/5049469171994867793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/04/wh-obssesive-ab105-ob-project.html' title='wH the &apos;Obssesive&apos; : AB105 OB Project'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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/_mPHkoSOCyoU/SdSWCSYmtbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/jT4Idw1FSEA/s72-c/pinnochio.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6936953303878153633.post-7351881943296607244</id><published>2009-03-30T21:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T21:46:53.338+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wH the &apos;Emo&apos;'/><title type='text'>wH the 'Emo' : Next year classes</title><content type='html'>A topic I couldn't finish explaining before being branded a 'traitor'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Situation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Three friends and I discussing if we should coordinate next year's class schedule.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;They are my groupmates for this semester&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;'Mr. Photographer' - an uprising, potential profesional photographer. You should check his work. He has a picture in the Nanyang Chronicle of this issue. Should be coming up with a picture blog soon.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;'Ms. Princess' - seems to be from a prominent group of royalty know as the '7 princesses'&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;'Ms. Hair-Player' - has the ability to play with her hair for hours&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The Beginning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I asked 'Ms. Princess' about next years class timetable and if she is coordinating it with 'Ms. Hair-Player'. She said there is is a very high possibility. When she repeated the question to me, I was still not certain. Previously, I said maybe I wanted a randomized schedule. I was branded a 'traitor' for considering such an option.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Complication&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have had roughly the same group members ever since Uni started. Yes, I enjoy working with this group! Yes, we do work efficiently and understand each other! Yes, our working style works for all of us! Yes, I have made good friends with this people!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;However, I wonder what is it like to work with other people. Maybe meet some new people. People always say Uni is a place to make friends and I just wonder if i confine myself to this same group for another sem am I missing out on opportunities to meet other people.Probably I could meet other people through activities but I feel that through project work, its the easiest way to know a person for real and also, you don't waste time. You get to interact as well as finish work. Activities sometimes I feel can waste your time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Advice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The thing about the Accountancy Course is that projects are crucial. If you have the right group, you can save a lot of time and probably score better. So, trying to join a new group without knowing which group will accept me is risky. It could be very good ( I make new friends that I can click with) or very bad (Use your imagination). 'Mr. Photographer' pointed out that people will arrange their classes with their cliques so that they can have their selected groups. In short, I would probably only be able to join the 'leftovers' and its risky because they must have been left out for a reason. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;The Dilemma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thus, I need more advice on what to do actually. I need more information to be persuaded further. I do want a good project group but I also want to improve my networking. I can't decide whether it is more important to strengthen the bond I have with my current friends so we can become 'Great' friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;OR try and make new friends so that in my Uni life, I would have known more people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Question&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So, what should I do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Try to make my own scedule? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;or Sychronise with my friend's schedules?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-7351881943296607244?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/7351881943296607244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/03/wh-emo-next-year-classes.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/7351881943296607244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/7351881943296607244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/03/wh-emo-next-year-classes.html' title='wH the &apos;Emo&apos; : Next year classes'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-5661696980708090700</id><published>2009-03-30T20:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T20:45:01.037+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wH the &apos;Whiner&apos;'/><title type='text'>wH the 'Whiner' : Lonely trip back to hall</title><content type='html'>Today was one hell of a day. (It's a Monday, go figure !) It started to go downhill when I got a 4 out of 10 for my Stats quiz. Then of course the long tutorial was so boring. But the worst part is, MY 'Friends' persuaded me to go and have lunch with them. Apparently, a 'Fair' game of rock-paper-scissors (best of 5 somemore) was an 'unbias' way of determining where to go and eat.Apparently, 'Winner' gets to pick. (naturally, I wanted somewhere a bit nearer to my hall. You know, not TOO near! just the Hall 5 canteen) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long hard battle (very close. slim victory of 3-2), it was decided we would go to the Hall 5 Canteen. OR SO I THOUGHT! On the way there, despite the fact that the bright sun was shining, MY 'Friends' detected some small droplets which they attributed to the 'slightly dark' sky.Again, despite the appearance of the Sun, they predicted, like a Prophet, that it will 100% rain especially when we are walking to HALL 5 and implying 'in a really subtle way' that we will drenched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I,being the selfless person that I am, agreed that maybe we could go to CAN A despite the fact that I had won the 'unbias' contest 'FAIR &amp;amp; SQUARE'. At first, I felt okay with it because its good to 'give back to the community once in awhile'. My selfless-ness soon wore out when I remembered that I had a huge Stats textbook in my bag and a huge file with all my Stats notes (which by the way, I didn't use which made this trip suck even more). So after lugging this bag that weighs a tonne to Can A (really f**king far place), I had to wait for some time to catch the bus and had to lug the bag all the way back again. By the time I reached my room, I got a headache for lugging all the extra weight on my shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;IT DID NOT RAIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-5661696980708090700?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/5661696980708090700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/03/wh-whiner-lonely-trip-back-to-hall.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/5661696980708090700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/5661696980708090700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/03/wh-whiner-lonely-trip-back-to-hall.html' title='wH the &apos;Whiner&apos; : Lonely trip back to hall'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-8521102694908497200</id><published>2009-03-28T15:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T17:58:38.085+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wH the &apos;Emo&apos;'/><title type='text'>wH the 'Emo' : Passion</title><content type='html'>I have always wondered what I am good at. What are my strengths? Do I have strengths? There always seems to be many other people who are much better than me in everything I do. That is why I always admired people who are at least world class standard in what they do. Some are real while others are fictional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;L and Kira (from Death Note)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lelouche (from Code Geass)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Many people in life who seems to be able to score really high (first class honours grades) while still maintaing an active participation in curicullum activities as well as as gathering with friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Really good sports/dance/singing/acting people I know&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Or just people who get the same grades or better than me with minimal effort&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was suppose to be inspired by this people. Ironically, I'm more depressed than ever. These people seem to have so much talent. Something I seem to lack. Why? Why were people born unequal? Where was the road that divided the people to those that were loved and those who were not? Or was there even a divide to begin with? If that is the case, then what is the meaning of life?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I always wanted to think that I there was something only I could do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I used to attribute my lack of strength in any field due to a lack of passion. Until now, there is nothing in life that really moves me too put all my effort for a long period of time. What do I love to do? What is my passion? I always thought that one day, I would find such a thing. No such luck. Then, I thought maybe I have no discipline and give up easily. I don't know. It just seems so pointless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I once thought that the only thing I could do was study and get good grades. Possibly my only strength so far. However, I realized that my grades aren't that good. It was just a bit above average. I wanted to be good at volleyball, or badminton, or basketball ,or understanding things faster than other people, or able to analyze things in ways that other people never thought of.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; always wanted to think that I there was something only I could do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-8521102694908497200?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/8521102694908497200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/03/wh-emo-passion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/8521102694908497200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/8521102694908497200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/03/wh-emo-passion.html' title='wH the &apos;Emo&apos; : Passion'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-336564432703868879</id><published>2009-03-28T01:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T01:48:25.333+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wH the &apos;Obssesive&apos;'/><title type='text'>wH the 'Obssesive' : Ending a conversation</title><content type='html'>I have a few habits apparently when talking to people on the phone. This was pointed out to me by a 'Ms. Nice' after a few conversations on the phone. The one thing that I can't get over is how I always used this line. This line sparked a long discussion between me and this 'Ms. Nice'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'Line' I use the most to end a conversation is (...wait for it..wait for it..) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Sorry for disturbing you/taking up your time. Bye!'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I don't know if its a Malaysian thing,cultural difference thing or just my secondary school friends thing. 'Ms. Nice' &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;implied&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;using this line is just weird. She frequently trys to 'comfort' me by telling me 'not to worry' and that I am not 'disturbing' her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So here are 'Ms. Nice' points on why I should not used the line:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Disturb has a negative connotation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;And no apology is needed when you just call randomly to have a conversation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I have been 'soul-searching', trying to figure out why do I use this line exactly. and here are the possible reasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;I'm afraid that the person ACTUALLY does not want to talk too long to me but is too nice to say so. (Hmm.. that makes me seem so insecure..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;I find it normal. Back Home, some of my friends say 'haha,sry to &lt;em&gt;kacau&lt;/em&gt; ! ciaoz'. &lt;em&gt;Kacau &lt;/em&gt;means disturb and it is just a way of ending the conversation. It's not an actual apology. It's like 'Excuse me!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;It could also be a way for showing appreciation that your willing to use your time to converse with me. I just find it hard to say 'Thank you for using your time to speak with me!' to end the conversation. Its TOO WEIRD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am not exactly sure which reason has the most weightage but I think its the first one because I seem to do it when I'm talking to someone 'NEW' and I'm nervous. (Damn!) Nah! Could be the second because to me its also quite a normal thing. I don't know!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; But don't you think its a valid way of ending a conversation or is it just weird?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-336564432703868879?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/336564432703868879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/03/wh-obssesive-ending-conversation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/336564432703868879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/336564432703868879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/03/wh-obssesive-ending-conversation.html' title='wH the &apos;Obssesive&apos; : Ending a conversation'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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-6936953303878153633.post-9193145004326998044</id><published>2009-03-26T20:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T21:27:02.336+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wH the &apos;Horny Bastard&apos;'/><title type='text'>wH the 'Horny Bastard' : SNSD so hot!</title><content type='html'>Firstly, let me illustrate my love for my girlfriend (Ms. Chow Shiat Nee) which will never change in anyway possible. I love her with all my heart and this post does not, in anyway possible , mean anything otherwise. She will forever be the most beautiful and gorgeous thing alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on to the MAIN TOPIC ! Have you guys heard of So Nyeo Shi Dae a.k.a. Girls' Generation a.k.a. SNSD ? Basically, it's this 9 Girl group who sings really cute catchy songs and&lt;br /&gt;does really cute dances to go with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you of some injustice I have encountered recently presented by a follower of the anti-SNSD cult. This 'Ms. Cranky' was telling me 'how they all look the same' and the only reason anyone looks at them was because of the quantity (meaning 9 Girls) rather than the quality of each unique individual girl. What NERVE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I don't deny the NUMBERS do help, can you really not differentiate between this 'hot', 'cutesy' beauties?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317482935736018466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mPHkoSOCyoU/Sct-jou_JiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ENeQqFL4_iY/s320/snsd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU SEE!! They don't look the same at all !! Take That, Ms. Cranky! I would say they all are pretty good looking but my favourite is Yuri (should be top row second from the left &lt;em&gt;kua&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the thing! I wouldn't say I have been a life-long fan because truth be told, I just recently knew about them. So, I don't know if their scandalous, have had plastic surgery or whatever! But this is what I do know. They are Hot! They are Great Dancers! They Dress Well (well more if your into the 'cutesy' stuff. Besides, they do wear really tight jeans and really short skirts while dancing. Plus, they're colouful! What more can you want?)! They have great figures! AND......Did i mention they are HOT? (especially Yuri)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Yeah! and some of their songs are nice, quite catchy! Especially 'Gee' ! I like the part where they all take a chance to sing one line. If you listen carefully , you can really tell that each voice is unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, Ms. Cranky loses 0-1 to me! Plus, if your into the 'Fresh Meat' scene to oogle at young and hot chicks, SNSD is the way to go(their average age is about 18). Why, you ask? Because....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SNSD&lt;/strong&gt; is &lt;strong&gt;so hot!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(warning: probably not for the guys that dig the older,mature type girls genre though)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-9193145004326998044?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/9193145004326998044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/03/wh-horny-bastard-snsd-so-hot.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/9193145004326998044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/9193145004326998044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/03/wh-horny-bastard-snsd-so-hot.html' title='wH the &apos;Horny Bastard&apos; : SNSD so hot!'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mPHkoSOCyoU/Sct-jou_JiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ENeQqFL4_iY/s72-c/snsd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6936953303878153633.post-8008143779583760005</id><published>2009-03-25T00:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T01:37:45.561+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introduction guidlines'/><title type='text'>Welcome to wH-Dimension !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Recently, 3 of my good friends in Singapore (people who make my stay here 'livable') hinted that I have too much 'Good and EXciting Insights to life' that they can't possibly keep track of all this 'wonderful Goodness'. So, they proposed that i start a blog so that they can take the time to slowly digest the 'golden' information without missing even a bit of its 'inspiring details'. Therefore, Ladies and gentlemen, please thank the following people: Hui Min (chief producer), Brandon and Cynthia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;My first post is just to introduce to you some things about my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;There are many different aspects of me that I will potray through this 7 people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wH the 'Horny Bastard'&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;em&gt;topics would revovle around with a remote connection to girls or any form of the female gender. My genuine appreciation to 'shallowness!'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wH the 'Emo'&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;em&gt;topics would revovle around anything I am thinking or reflecting on. Usually my futile attempt to be 'Deep!&lt;/em&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wH the 'Obsessive'&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;em&gt;topics would revovle around anything I can't get over. For example, things people say to me,situations when I'm uncomfortable or observarble irritating behaviour I can't stand&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wH the 'Ecstatic'&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;em&gt;topics would revovle around the anything happy I would like to share. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wH the 'Pissed Off'&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;em&gt;topics would revovle around really pissing off stuff. Expect much swearing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wH the 'Whiner'&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;em&gt;topics would revolve around ... I think its pretty self-explanatory&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wH the 'Philosopher'&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;em&gt; Really inspiring stuff man&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Warning: I will use alias when describing things that invovles other people than me because I realized some of the readers might not be the intended recipients. If you want to know the real identity of the people in the blog, feel free to approach me and depending on my mood, you might get the answer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So once get again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Welcome to wH-Dimension ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6936953303878153633-8008143779583760005?l=wh-dimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/feeds/8008143779583760005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/03/welcome-to-wh-dimension.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/8008143779583760005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6936953303878153633/posts/default/8008143779583760005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-dimension.blogspot.com/2009/03/welcome-to-wh-dimension.html' title='Welcome to wH-Dimension !'/><author><name>wH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12456928502316196704</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></feed>
