<?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-6577121714170938886</id><updated>2011-08-21T07:29:56.489-07:00</updated><category term='diablo 3'/><category term='final fantasy'/><category term='consoles'/><category term='wow'/><category term='world of warcraft'/><category term='software'/><category term='gaming'/><category term='computers'/><title type='text'>Eat, Play, Love</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm starting over a new leaf..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>CountDavid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03165235620425120146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SYEvzTQhBWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CyeReEQym5E/S220/family.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6577121714170938886.post-6068605519152303560</id><published>2011-08-21T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T07:29:56.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay for blogging once a month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow has it already been a MONTH since I last blogged? It felt like only last week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see what I managed to do in that month :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I started work.&lt;br /&gt;2. I moved in with Ben.&lt;br /&gt;3. I almost got barred from the country.&lt;br /&gt;4. I got detained.&lt;br /&gt;5. I got lost walking home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm not much. Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6577121714170938886-6068605519152303560?l=countdavid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/feeds/6068605519152303560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2011/08/yay-for-blogging-once-month-wow-has-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/6068605519152303560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/6068605519152303560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2011/08/yay-for-blogging-once-month-wow-has-it.html' title=''/><author><name>CountDavid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03165235620425120146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SYEvzTQhBWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CyeReEQym5E/S220/family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6577121714170938886.post-1971200562869233336</id><published>2011-07-26T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T07:34:20.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Small updates</title><content type='html'>So.. It has been such awhile since I've last blogged, it is gonna take some time for me to get back into the rhythm of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see, where to begin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some updates of my life, to date :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm still single (no surprises there)&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm currently living, and working, in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;3. I had a job with Starbucks, now I'm with Nokia.&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm single.&lt;br /&gt;5. I was living with my relatives, now I'm sharing a room with a friend.&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm still pretty much crazy about rock climbing.&lt;br /&gt;7. I'm still single.&lt;br /&gt;8. I party a little harder than I use to (means more wine)&lt;br /&gt;9. I can make a mean cup of&amp;nbsp;cappuccino.. if I have the right tools XD&lt;br /&gt;10. I'm still single&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, that kinda sums up where I am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you mean its still too short? "mumble, grumble" Alright!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have been in Singapore almost a year now. How did I end up here? Well, basically after my Diploma in Hospitality (nothing to do with Hospitals, mind), I decided to take a gap year (after mucho advice) to get a better feel for hosp. management before I step into my degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately (or unfortunately, depends on how you see it) my first job was with Camp5, one of the top rock climbing gyms in the world, situated in One Utama, KL. I spent a good 6 - 7 months there, as a marshal, then as a ft PR Liaison. I also helped manage the Enduro climbathon 2010, though I felt like I didn't do much. The competition was super fun to manage on the day though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the competition, and after gaining some strength in climbing, I resigned from my post in search of greener pastures. I felt that I needed a hosp. job, to be better related to my field. New Zealand was a choice of mine, but after a long and tedious story, I ended up in Starbucks Raffles City, Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My time in Starbucks Raffles City, led by Store Manager Suresh, was nothing short of awesome. I learnt loads, learnt to be fast again (kinda slowed down a little for Camp5) and made a tonne of friends. Then I got promoted from a barista to a shift supervisor (that took about 3 months).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was then transferred to Starbucks Cathay, who had just converted to a 24hr store. There I met Giovanni, Store Manager for Starbucks Cathay, who is the nicest Store Manager (or Manager in total) I have ever had the pleasure of working with. Period. Being a slower volume store, I had more opportunity to talk to my customers, which I loved. I also had the chance to improve on my speed on Bar, which I was pretty&amp;nbsp;abysmal at at that point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of months later, and Starbucks was bringing up a new store in Sentosa, the first store they managed to open on the island. I was one of the lucky ones chosen to open the store there, and the experiences that I received there was valuable. I learnt about maintaining the quality of the drinks, and to overcome all challenges that comes with opening a new store, or just managing a slightly more challenging store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to Malaysia, for a few weeks after my stint in Starbucks, mostly to visit and to relax for a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;I spent a lot of time with the people I love, and I'm grateful for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now here I am. I can't say I'm very happy with where I am staying now, though it is cosy enough and near enough to work, but I'm sure I'll make do. Work is becoming more interesting, especially with a team that is passionate about the job. I'd say I'm in a good place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just gotta live through this month. &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/rant&lt;br /&gt;David&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6577121714170938886-1971200562869233336?l=countdavid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/feeds/1971200562869233336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2011/07/small-updates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/1971200562869233336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/1971200562869233336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2011/07/small-updates.html' title='Small updates'/><author><name>CountDavid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03165235620425120146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SYEvzTQhBWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CyeReEQym5E/S220/family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6577121714170938886.post-8087371963685386339</id><published>2011-07-25T08:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T08:23:16.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore Singapore (and to me blogging again)</title><content type='html'>I'm back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright I'm tired from all that typing. I'll leave you with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'M BACK&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6577121714170938886-8087371963685386339?l=countdavid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/feeds/8087371963685386339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2011/07/singapore-singapore-and-to-me-blogging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/8087371963685386339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/8087371963685386339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2011/07/singapore-singapore-and-to-me-blogging.html' title='Singapore Singapore (and to me blogging again)'/><author><name>CountDavid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03165235620425120146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SYEvzTQhBWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CyeReEQym5E/S220/family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6577121714170938886.post-3392837318533394473</id><published>2010-08-08T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T10:43:11.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saw this on my friend's facebook today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;You asked me what was wrong and i smile and said NOTHING,&lt;br /&gt;Then I turn around and whispered EVERYTHING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;And I started thinking of a continuation to it, and came up with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;i asked you not to cry, you gave me a smile with teary eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;I like it =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6577121714170938886-3392837318533394473?l=countdavid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/feeds/3392837318533394473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/08/saw-this-on-my-friends-facebook-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/3392837318533394473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/3392837318533394473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/08/saw-this-on-my-friends-facebook-today.html' title=''/><author><name>CountDavid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03165235620425120146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SYEvzTQhBWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CyeReEQym5E/S220/family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6577121714170938886.post-705900170425421179</id><published>2010-08-08T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T10:38:55.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tekken</title><content type='html'>So yea, I was supposed to go to Tekken (courtesy of Nuffnang) with Henry, but he was really tired. So who did I end up going with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa Teh =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I had my reservations about bringing a girl for Tekken. I mean, people fighting, potentially killing each other, all while in half-naked glory. Yea, bringing a girl to that sorta violence didn't seem right. But she did a google on it, saw Jon Foo (probably), and decided she can handle it =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got there a little late. As in movie starts at 9 and we only reached the cinema at 850. Why? I had to drive to (and get lost in) this place called Sunway Giza in Kota Damansara to pick her up from her dinner. Mm needless to say I was slightly panicky =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was fun-ish. The fight scenes were awesome, but also slightly cheesy in that he gets beaten, then he suddenly remembers one aspect of his training with his mum, in a quite cheesy voiceover, and then he beats his opponent. The main female character was HOT HOT HOT in her white bikini top and low low low tight pants, but she only had like one fight scene.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The film was quite predictable too, but I guess that comes from it being adapted from a game. I mean, you KNOW that Jon Foo's character is going to win in the end, so.. meh? Still, it was an awesome movie. Good fights, good relationship. I liked it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, it wasn't too late (around 11-ish) so we decided to go to Snowflake for some dessert, seeing how Mel wanted some "tong sui" and hasn't been to Snowflake before. Once we got there tho, they were just closing up. After taking a walk in AC and not seeing anything to eat, we decided to try for Honeymoon in Puchong, which was not surprisingly closed. Then we went to Ming tien in Taman Megah for the tadpole dessert thing. Guess what? Even THAT was closing. I was so shocked. Anyway she got her ice kacang, and i got my waffles with 3 ice cream scoops =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mm all in all it was a good day. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6577121714170938886-705900170425421179?l=countdavid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/feeds/705900170425421179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/08/tekken.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/705900170425421179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/705900170425421179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/08/tekken.html' title='Tekken'/><author><name>CountDavid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03165235620425120146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SYEvzTQhBWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CyeReEQym5E/S220/family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6577121714170938886.post-8556248950267305821</id><published>2010-08-03T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T07:42:51.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SMKBU3 Prefect Dinner</title><content type='html'>Dear Blog, (this seems like an acceptable way of starting a blog post =D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then, in the past few weeks, nothing much really has changed. I'm not longer employed at Camp5, by my choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had also spent the better part of last week, choreographing SMK Bu3's prefect dinner dance performance. That was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been months since I had last danced, since I left Amy Dancesport. So colour me pretty surprised when I got the call from Li Ying asking me to help choreo the new Prefect board's dance. Asking around, I found out Edmund had already taught them some, and knowing how awesome Edmund's dance is, i figured they would have a full choreo already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cut a VERY long story short, Edmund gave them roughly 10 seconds of choreo, including a rather interesting lift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially supposed to be 7 pairs cut down to 4 pairs, and only 2 choreos (1chacha and 1rumba) became an all out 4 choreo (2chachas, 2rumba), 7 couple, 1min per dance nightmare. Also with a very short deadline, and many an-all nighter i pulled just trying to get the choreo together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly the choreo I love the most has to be the solo rumba I choreo-ed for Ya qin and Wern Kit. Totally wish I could dance that with a dance partner. The basic rumba that I choreo-ed I'm also very proud of, as its short and sweet. Also, honestly I'm pretty disappointed at myself for no choreo-ing that properly. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, as the night coincided with MAD charity show, I couldn't stay back and watch my dancers at Tropicana, something I came to regret later. Anyway, I've seen the videos, and I couldnt be prouder of my dancers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, awesome stuff. Now I remember why I loved dance in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very proud Old Boy,&lt;br /&gt;David&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6577121714170938886-8556248950267305821?l=countdavid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/feeds/8556248950267305821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/08/smkbu3-prefect-dinner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/8556248950267305821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/8556248950267305821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/08/smkbu3-prefect-dinner.html' title='SMKBU3 Prefect Dinner'/><author><name>CountDavid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03165235620425120146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SYEvzTQhBWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CyeReEQym5E/S220/family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6577121714170938886.post-488765479904613320</id><published>2010-07-23T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T01:54:34.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tekken is in the Cinemas!!</title><content type='html'>Soo.... Has anyone heard that a Tekken movie coming out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/TElUlOCOtRI/AAAAAAAAA7I/5rDPLJ-xXK0/s1600/tekken_poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/TElUlOCOtRI/AAAAAAAAA7I/5rDPLJ-xXK0/s320/tekken_poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks kinda awesome no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully it doesn't turn out to be another Dragonball flop. You know, where they cast a white guy as Son Goku &amp;gt;?&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. which Tekken character do I like best?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well to be honest, having not ever played the game, I'm just looking at the awesomest looking character on Wikipedia. I'm kinda stuck between 2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/TElWKf_f2aI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/yXzySj-intI/s1600/220px-AnnaWilliamsTekken6.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/TElWKf_f2aI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/yXzySj-intI/s200/220px-AnnaWilliamsTekken6.png" width="86" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The first is Anna Williams. Played by&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1047251/"&gt;Marian Zapicco&lt;/a&gt;, this is definitely going to be one hot hot character. Even the character description on Wiki is pretty awesome, being a gun-slinging chick and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was even placed #47th of the top 50 hottest female characters in video games!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/TElWLnbee_I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/Ev4rbg23wU4/s1600/220px-Kazuya_tekken_6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/TElWLnbee_I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/Ev4rbg23wU4/s200/220px-Kazuya_tekken_6.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The other dude that looks interesting is Kazuya Mishima, to be played by&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1406333/"&gt;Ian Anthony Dale&lt;/a&gt;. What looks interesting is this whole Devil/Angel thing going on for this guy. I mean, currently looks like the Devil is winning loads, but how did the Angel disappear? Heck, how did the Angel appear in the first place. Gee. Wikipedia needs to have more info on this guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, those gloves look PAINFUL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So theres my thought on the new Tekken movie. Whats your favourite character? =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6577121714170938886-488765479904613320?l=countdavid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/feeds/488765479904613320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/07/tekken-is-in-cinemas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/488765479904613320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/488765479904613320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/07/tekken-is-in-cinemas.html' title='Tekken is in the Cinemas!!'/><author><name>CountDavid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03165235620425120146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SYEvzTQhBWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CyeReEQym5E/S220/family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/TElUlOCOtRI/AAAAAAAAA7I/5rDPLJ-xXK0/s72-c/tekken_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6577121714170938886.post-125224343551408581</id><published>2010-07-11T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T13:02:02.970-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diablo 3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='final fantasy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='software'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='consoles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gaming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world of warcraft'/><title type='text'>Final Fantasy</title><content type='html'>Heres a little gripe of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/TDohELHJACI/AAAAAAAAA6o/vfOn4032JxU/s1600/final+fantasy+8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/TDohELHJACI/AAAAAAAAA6o/vfOn4032JxU/s200/final+fantasy+8.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I LOVE the Final Fantasy series. Or to be specific, Final Fantasy 8 was the AWESOME-est Final Fantasy to me. Not surprising, because Final Fantasy 8 was the only one i played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/TDohBXBGJfI/AAAAAAAAA6g/Gup1uooizTM/s1600/Final+Fantasy+VIII+Wallpaper.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/TDohBXBGJfI/AAAAAAAAA6g/Gup1uooizTM/s200/Final+Fantasy+VIII+Wallpaper.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved the epic storyline, the feeling of being involved, the hot looking female lead, those CRAZY big swords that everyone seems to be carrying around WITH ONE HAND, half-naked summoned Guardians and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/TDohX3aPZ5I/AAAAAAAAA6w/HO7OchmkpFQ/s1600/prince-arthas-lich-king-joined.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/TDohX3aPZ5I/AAAAAAAAA6w/HO7OchmkpFQ/s200/prince-arthas-lich-king-joined.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The feeling just isn't the same with MMORPGs, i feel. The feeling of involvement just isn't there. I mean, in MMORPGs (like WoW), we can go and kill Arthas, of course. Then, the next week, WE CAN KILL HIM AGAIN. Its kinda, weird to me. (Though, his lewt is so awesome I'd kill him anytime of the week, if i could..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/TDoh4JNtM2I/AAAAAAAAA64/4oljSpBZeOU/s1600/WoWScrnShot_073008_222008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/TDoh4JNtM2I/AAAAAAAAA64/4oljSpBZeOU/s200/WoWScrnShot_073008_222008.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In a straight up single player, if you miss your chance, BAM its gone. (unless you had a save). Things like Diablo or Septerra Core, always felt much more EPIC than WoW ever felt for me. Maybe thats why I took to extreme solo-ing in WoW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another of my personal gripes is that they'd stop make them freaking awesome RPGs, and ONLY releasing them to consoles! I don't own a console and i wanna play them too! The latest Final Fantasy releases for PC have been MMORPGs, and are subscription based too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other method if i wanted to play them is to use an Emulator for the console, which at most times are unstable, and my laptop can't handle that amount of load anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, guess I just gotta wait for Diablo 3..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/TDoiN3DEEWI/AAAAAAAAA7A/CDZprS74f3o/s1600/diablo3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/TDoiN3DEEWI/AAAAAAAAA7A/CDZprS74f3o/s320/diablo3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6577121714170938886-125224343551408581?l=countdavid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/feeds/125224343551408581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/07/final-fantasy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/125224343551408581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/125224343551408581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/07/final-fantasy.html' title='Final Fantasy'/><author><name>CountDavid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03165235620425120146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SYEvzTQhBWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CyeReEQym5E/S220/family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/TDohELHJACI/AAAAAAAAA6o/vfOn4032JxU/s72-c/final+fantasy+8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6577121714170938886.post-4555104115099524701</id><published>2010-06-22T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T04:05:54.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mind is the Scene of the Crime</title><content type='html'>Was checking out www.Nuffnang.com.my when I came across this awesome sounding movie I have &lt;b&gt;never&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;even heard of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its called&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1375666/"&gt; Inception&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="poster" height="640" src="http://www.nuffnang.com.my/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/inception_poster.jpg" width="437" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story has this weird psychic power theme, and stars Leonardo Dicaprio. Uhuh, Jack is back! (ok those people who never found out about Titanic 2 will not understand that..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea of the story is pretty scary tho. Imagine thieves being able to just jump into your mind (when you're sleeping) and steal your deepest darkest secrets. *Shivers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If such thieves do exist, the most valuable secret that they could take from me, is my feelings for Natasha. If they can induce me to forget about her, I'd hunt them down. Grawr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Nuffnang? If I get those tickets, it'll be AWESOME ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ref : Imdb link to Inception.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6577121714170938886-4555104115099524701?l=countdavid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/feeds/4555104115099524701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-mind-is-scene-of-crime.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/4555104115099524701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/4555104115099524701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-mind-is-scene-of-crime.html' title='My Mind is the Scene of the Crime'/><author><name>CountDavid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03165235620425120146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SYEvzTQhBWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CyeReEQym5E/S220/family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6577121714170938886.post-226633603002829700</id><published>2010-06-17T08:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T08:40:51.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sadface =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6577121714170938886-226633603002829700?l=countdavid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/feeds/226633603002829700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/06/sadface.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/226633603002829700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/226633603002829700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/06/sadface.html' title=''/><author><name>CountDavid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03165235620425120146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SYEvzTQhBWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CyeReEQym5E/S220/family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6577121714170938886.post-3912886937320112277</id><published>2010-06-15T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T08:01:04.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sitting here,&lt;br /&gt;With my glass of rose Muscato wine, &lt;br /&gt;Thinking how things are different,&lt;br /&gt;And what lays ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6577121714170938886-3912886937320112277?l=countdavid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/feeds/3912886937320112277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/06/sitting-here-with-my-glass-of-rose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/3912886937320112277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/3912886937320112277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/06/sitting-here-with-my-glass-of-rose.html' title=''/><author><name>CountDavid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03165235620425120146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SYEvzTQhBWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CyeReEQym5E/S220/family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6577121714170938886.post-535273005087716885</id><published>2010-06-14T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T10:36:11.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancingtime Dance</title><content type='html'>Hey,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second post in a week, awesome eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended a ballet / dance / music performance on Sunday at JayaOne, called DancingTime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time I attended a ballet performance so didn't know what to expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end the ballet was pretty good. The little girls were so cute. Then they had some pianists come out, some obviously more experienced then the rest, mostly cute nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were jazz performances, an AWESOME hip hop performance by Jason, lyrical performances, and of course the whole reason i was there, Natasha / David / Pay Shan's latin dance performance. They did grawesomely, though as I was trying to record the show with 2 cameras at once i didnt get to concentrate on it as much as i'd like =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up and went out for Honeymoon after with David and Natasha, after which I went home and basically went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is that. I do not have any good photos of the event so I wont be posting any&amp;nbsp; up. Mmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;and i miss you. where are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;David&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6577121714170938886-535273005087716885?l=countdavid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/feeds/535273005087716885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/06/dancingtime-dance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/535273005087716885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/535273005087716885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/06/dancingtime-dance.html' title='Dancingtime Dance'/><author><name>CountDavid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03165235620425120146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SYEvzTQhBWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CyeReEQym5E/S220/family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6577121714170938886.post-5697897404701067675</id><published>2010-06-11T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T07:07:36.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance, and life</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. I just quit dance. Again. Why? Its getting really expensive (or rather, it was always expensive but now I cant afford it on my part-timers pay) So, I quit, even though it meant saying goodbye to Natasha.. and the rest of course. Guess I will join in the Tuesday self-practice thing though, if not to dance at least I'd get to see &lt;strike&gt;her&lt;/strike&gt; them. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs398.snc3/24168_546541813703_4203540_32286193_3075759_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs398.snc3/24168_546541813703_4203540_32286193_3075759_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, Sandy's reference for the fire poi thing has come through. They be a couple of guy (nice guys I hope, I haven't met them) who practice their poi / staff / fire in SJ. Cool!! And since its basically a casual get together to burn, there isn't a fee at all, except what I will need to make my own staff. Eric suggests breaking a broom handle =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished roughly 5-6 months at Camp5. While I am enjoying myself there, as the staff are wonderful people, and the gym-goers are just awesome, I'm just getting a little tired. I need to start to think of my education again. Taylors probably is not an option for me anymore, as it is ridiculously expensive. I'm looking to overseas, with as much financial aid as I can garner. So first off, I need to take my SATs, and whatever else that will get me to US /&amp;nbsp; UK. After that, I'll be free to write to the universities and hope that one will respond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To do that, I have stepped down from my contract job with Camp5, back to being a part-timer on Marshaling duty again. I always did prefer being on the floor, so it is an awesome change for me. However, the income I'll be generating from Marshaling will be peanuts, and won't be enough for me to survive the month. I'll be trying for another job, a night-waitering job in Kepong. Hopefully that one pulls through. Then I'll have 2 jobs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photorookie.com/Portals/0/analysis/15June09/LeafOnWater.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://photorookie.com/Portals/0/analysis/15June09/LeafOnWater.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a leaf, floating in the middle of a river. I don't really know where I'm headed. I am able to influence my future, to a certain extent, but so many things are now relying on so many "what if"s that the future seems so uncertain right now. All I know to do now is to keep my head up high, a smile on my face, and walk right back into life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and whatever you do choose to do, I know it will be the right thing for you. I have your back, 110% of the way =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing out,&lt;br /&gt;David&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*credits to http://photorookie.com/Portals/0/analysis/15June09/LeafOnWater.jpg for the leaf picture.&lt;br /&gt;**credits to Eric Sia for the awesome picture of HIMSELF firedancing. Taken from facebook.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6577121714170938886-5697897404701067675?l=countdavid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/feeds/5697897404701067675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/06/dance-and-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/5697897404701067675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/5697897404701067675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/06/dance-and-life.html' title='Dance, and life'/><author><name>CountDavid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03165235620425120146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SYEvzTQhBWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CyeReEQym5E/S220/family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6577121714170938886.post-1769224369591828662</id><published>2010-05-31T08:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T08:00:55.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; my girlfriend-who-isnt-my-girlfriend ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;Get well soon love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6577121714170938886-1769224369591828662?l=countdavid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/feeds/1769224369591828662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-love-my-girlfriend-who-isnt-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/1769224369591828662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/1769224369591828662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-love-my-girlfriend-who-isnt-my.html' title=''/><author><name>CountDavid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03165235620425120146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SYEvzTQhBWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CyeReEQym5E/S220/family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6577121714170938886.post-2963649250459122306</id><published>2010-05-20T10:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T10:33:45.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wonder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when I'm thinking of you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;are you thinking of me too?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6577121714170938886-2963649250459122306?l=countdavid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/feeds/2963649250459122306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-wonder-when-im-thinking-of-you-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/2963649250459122306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/2963649250459122306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-wonder-when-im-thinking-of-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>CountDavid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03165235620425120146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SYEvzTQhBWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CyeReEQym5E/S220/family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6577121714170938886.post-3901763743525082662</id><published>2010-05-19T10:13:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T10:13:33.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its all so different now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6577121714170938886-3901763743525082662?l=countdavid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/feeds/3901763743525082662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-all-so-different-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/3901763743525082662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/3901763743525082662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-all-so-different-now.html' title=''/><author><name>CountDavid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03165235620425120146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SYEvzTQhBWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CyeReEQym5E/S220/family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6577121714170938886.post-4834582060072385893</id><published>2010-05-01T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T19:15:27.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cambodia..</title><content type='html'>Aie.. I am leaving for Cambodia in just 5 hours! &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure its going to be GREAT! YEA! I'm not just saying that to try and convince myself! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously tho, it'd be good to head out and just relax for abit. All this competition stuff is starting to stress me out &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm. So, our itinerary is.. well.. to be honest we don't have one =D Roughly, we'll land in Phnom Penh at around 4pm... and.. walk around?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop will be Siem Reap and the famous Angkor Wat (and the really cheap beer). Will probably spend a few days there! The.. Wat of course.. not the beer =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly we'll head to Kampung Cham, so that Dudu can get his photos. I'll probably walk around aimlessly there while hes taking his shots XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOOO Cambodia has climbing walls! Phnom Penh, Siem Reap are supposed to have a small wall of sorts. Kampung Cham is rather famous for a great natural climbing site.. Aha I'll see if i can get dudu to sidetrack avec moi and go and have a look. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be keeping a diary when I go, if i remember to. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm ok thats the last of my post of the next 7 days. All you readers have a safe and fun week. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Wait for me? &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6577121714170938886-4834582060072385893?l=countdavid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/feeds/4834582060072385893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/05/cambodia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/4834582060072385893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/4834582060072385893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/05/cambodia.html' title='Cambodia..'/><author><name>CountDavid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03165235620425120146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SYEvzTQhBWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CyeReEQym5E/S220/family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6577121714170938886.post-4795928161826383560</id><published>2010-04-08T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T08:12:11.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blood Drive Sunday @Subang Parade</title><content type='html'>Woot! Gonna donate blood this Sunday.. maybe i should try climbing after that.. will my blood like be under high pressure and start gushing outta the tiny hole they're gonna puncture in my arm? COOL =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone wanna join me for the blood drive, its gonna happen at Subang parade 1st floor, near the celebrity fitness, Sunday 11am to 2pm. Better give it to the hospitals than feed mosquitoes methinks =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6577121714170938886-4795928161826383560?l=countdavid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/feeds/4795928161826383560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/04/blood-drive-sunday-subang-parade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/4795928161826383560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/4795928161826383560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/04/blood-drive-sunday-subang-parade.html' title='Blood Drive Sunday @Subang Parade'/><author><name>CountDavid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03165235620425120146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SYEvzTQhBWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CyeReEQym5E/S220/family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6577121714170938886.post-8791368239584657513</id><published>2010-04-02T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T08:14:50.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Proud parent of a new baby!!</title><content type='html'>Soo.... I haven't blogged in ages huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a valid excuse! Really! In fact, I have TWO valid excuses! BEAT that! =D (wow lots of exclamation marks in this sentence..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first reason why I've been too busy to blog is.. well.. I recently had a baby. No, I'm serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His name is Enduro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="UIPhotoGrid_PhotoLink clearfix" href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=30811240&amp;amp;id=1001444427"&gt;&lt;img class="UIPhotoGrid_Image" onload="this.fb_loaded = true;" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs484.ash1/26513_1331721965397_1001444427_30811240_7361266_s.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't he the cutest little tyke you have ever SEEN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, jokes aside, the logo above is the reason for my long absence from blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In January, when I started working at Camp5, the upper management of Camp5 decided that this year is THE YEAR, and the time is RIPE, to organize Camp5's first rock climbing competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camp5 being Camp5, they wouldn't settle for some small scale, oh hey lets invite 200 people and climb kinda affair. No, if it is to be a competition by Camp5, it had to be BIGGER, BETTER, CRAZIER than everyone else's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, Enduro was born. What does this have to do with me? Well, I'm the lucky event coordinator. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Details about the comp can be found &lt;a href="http://www.camp5.com/enduro"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. All I'm saying is that its a Boulder comp, and the first-of-its-kind-in-Asia 24hour Enduro (climbing marathon). Cool eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other reason I haven't been posting? Well, whenever I'm not in Bandar Utama (where One Utama, where I work, is located), I'm either climbing (pushing 6a+ or 6b now, I think), or in Puchong =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;Oh hey Natasha? Je t'aime =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6577121714170938886-8791368239584657513?l=countdavid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/feeds/8791368239584657513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/04/proud-parent-of-new-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/8791368239584657513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/8791368239584657513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/04/proud-parent-of-new-baby.html' title='Proud parent of a new baby!!'/><author><name>CountDavid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03165235620425120146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SYEvzTQhBWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CyeReEQym5E/S220/family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6577121714170938886.post-435976326026042247</id><published>2010-03-19T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T11:21:29.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And it begins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;Yea. I'm messing up again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;Why am I not surprised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;She means much to me, that I'm afraid to lose her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;Oh wait, I probably already have &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6577121714170938886-435976326026042247?l=countdavid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/feeds/435976326026042247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/03/and-it-begins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/435976326026042247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/435976326026042247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/03/and-it-begins.html' title='And it begins'/><author><name>CountDavid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03165235620425120146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SYEvzTQhBWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CyeReEQym5E/S220/family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6577121714170938886.post-3065828853352984404</id><published>2010-03-18T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T11:03:29.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Happy Happy</title><content type='html'>Am I allowed to be jumping for joy now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pretty sure I am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6577121714170938886-3065828853352984404?l=countdavid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/feeds/3065828853352984404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-happy-happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/3065828853352984404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/3065828853352984404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-happy-happy.html' title='Happy Happy Happy'/><author><name>CountDavid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03165235620425120146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SYEvzTQhBWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CyeReEQym5E/S220/family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6577121714170938886.post-3085444749698986401</id><published>2010-03-17T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T21:54:20.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More lyrics!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Lady Antebellum is wrong,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;I don't need you &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;i need you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6577121714170938886-3085444749698986401?l=countdavid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/feeds/3085444749698986401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/03/more-lyrics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/3085444749698986401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/3085444749698986401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/03/more-lyrics.html' title='More lyrics!'/><author><name>CountDavid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03165235620425120146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SYEvzTQhBWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CyeReEQym5E/S220/family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6577121714170938886.post-7810566408785537700</id><published>2010-02-07T18:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T18:22:53.549-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Always be my baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Always be my baby&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were as one babe&lt;br /&gt;For a moment in time&lt;br /&gt;And it seemed everlasting&lt;br /&gt;That you would always be mine&lt;br /&gt;Now you want to be free&lt;br /&gt;So I'm letting you fly&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know in my heart babe&lt;br /&gt;Our love will never die, noooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be a part of me&lt;br /&gt;I'm a part of you indefinitely&lt;br /&gt;Girl don't you know you can't escape me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;And we'll linger on&lt;br /&gt;Time can't erase a feeling this strong&lt;br /&gt;No way you're never gonna shake me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't gonna cry no&lt;br /&gt;And I won't beg you to stay&lt;br /&gt;If you're determined to leave girl&lt;br /&gt;I will not stand in your way&lt;br /&gt;But inevitably you'll be back again&lt;br /&gt;Cause ya know in your heart babe&lt;br /&gt;Our love will never end no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be a part of me&lt;br /&gt;I'm part of you indefinitely&lt;br /&gt;Girl don't you know you can't escape me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;And we'll linger on&lt;br /&gt;Time cant erase a feeling this strong&lt;br /&gt;No way you're never gonna shake me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that you'll be back girl&lt;br /&gt;When your days and your nights get a little bit colder oooohhh&lt;br /&gt;I know that, you'll be right back&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh! baby believe me it's only a matter of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be apart of me &lt;br /&gt;Girl don't you know you can't escape me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;And we'll linger on (we will linger on)&lt;br /&gt;Time can't erase a feeling this strong&lt;br /&gt;No way you're never gonna shake me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;You will always be my baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Have fun in Tasmania.. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6577121714170938886-7810566408785537700?l=countdavid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/feeds/7810566408785537700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/02/always-be-my-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/7810566408785537700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/7810566408785537700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/02/always-be-my-baby.html' title='Always be my baby'/><author><name>CountDavid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03165235620425120146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SYEvzTQhBWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CyeReEQym5E/S220/family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6577121714170938886.post-5224445540265304950</id><published>2010-02-03T20:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T20:27:52.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fascination with Numbers</title><content type='html'>For the past week I have had a few numbers stuck in my head. No I'm not going insane. No, really. &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The numbers are&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;3527&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;What is the significance of these numbers, you might ask. Let me explain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I first saw these numbers on a number plate. It struck me as interesting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Everytime I'm bored i think of a new way these numbers are related to one another. So far this is what I got.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;All the numbers are Prime numbers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;3 + 2 = &lt;b&gt;5&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;2 + 5 = &lt;b&gt;7&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;3 + 5 = 8 (which is next to 7)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;3 x 5 = 15, 2 x 7 = 14 (next to one another)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;2 x 7 = 14. (of 14) 1 + 4 = &lt;b&gt;5&lt;/b&gt;, 4 - 1 = &lt;b&gt;3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;There were a few more but i cant remember them at the time of this post.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Weird, eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;at least i have a distraction XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6577121714170938886-5224445540265304950?l=countdavid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/feeds/5224445540265304950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/02/fascination-with-numbers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/5224445540265304950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/5224445540265304950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/02/fascination-with-numbers.html' title='Fascination with Numbers'/><author><name>CountDavid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03165235620425120146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SYEvzTQhBWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CyeReEQym5E/S220/family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6577121714170938886.post-4571790575046457972</id><published>2010-02-01T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T09:36:45.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ahh.. Convocation..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;where we get to dress up like Harry Potter,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wave imaginary wands at&amp;nbsp; each other,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and walk into Burger King in long flowy cloaks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=4642993&amp;amp;id=740702753&amp;amp;op=1&amp;amp;view=global&amp;amp;subj=531888988" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img id="myphoto" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs197.snc3/20434_307587757753_740702753_4642995_6001204_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This picture accurately summarizes my 2010 convocation experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(sorry ivan XD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6577121714170938886-4571790575046457972?l=countdavid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/feeds/4571790575046457972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/02/graduation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/4571790575046457972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/4571790575046457972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/02/graduation.html' title='Graduation'/><author><name>CountDavid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03165235620425120146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SYEvzTQhBWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CyeReEQym5E/S220/family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6577121714170938886.post-3960301544567386249</id><published>2010-01-30T05:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T05:50:44.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Dudu for the picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=11135879&amp;amp;id=605455194" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img id="myphoto" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs192.snc3/19975_454721755194_605455194_11135878_1859535_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6577121714170938886-3960301544567386249?l=countdavid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/feeds/3960301544567386249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/01/thanks-dudu-for-picture.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/3960301544567386249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/3960301544567386249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/01/thanks-dudu-for-picture.html' title='Thanks Dudu for the picture'/><author><name>CountDavid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03165235620425120146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SYEvzTQhBWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CyeReEQym5E/S220/family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6577121714170938886.post-3191710185384873346</id><published>2010-01-30T04:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T04:29:18.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh</title><content type='html'>Am decidedly pissed at the time of this post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drove home from a confusing dance lesson. Confusing because Kenneth split the beats into 2, and sometimes 3, and.. gah it was confusing &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then dropped Amelia off at her church. That was fine. On the way back though, the rain became heavier. I contemplated driving to a McD and waiting the rain out but decided to drive home anyway since I'm already on the ldp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole was was without incident, until i reached the turn off into glenmarie. Thats where it all went downhill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a HUGE flood of water in the middle of the road. I tried to avoid it by going right, but there was this CAR $$%^&amp;amp; who was blocking that side. If i had swerved right i would have knocked right into him. As such, i dropped to 2nd gear, and drove on, hoping ntg untoward would happen. Truth enough, my car stalled in the middle of&amp;nbsp; the pond. Yea. My car was stalled, in the middle of this big ass lake, in the middle of a highway. Yay me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i called mom, who suggested trying to get the car to the nearby petrol station. Oh did i mention, that my car would start, but when i put it into D, it stalls, again? yea.. well now you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually i got it to move, and it wouldnt go past 5kmph. Which is fine by me, though it was pretty scary. Then i reached the traffic light. I thought i wouldnt be able to make it, and was gonna just park at the side of the road, but i decided to try anyway. BAD IDEA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got stuck right at the traffic light. Means any car that turns in, gets stuck behind me, in the intersection itself. GAH.. then when my car started again and i tried to move left so i wont block the right side of cars, the left side of cars got stuck too. Its a .. errm.. merge between 2 roads.. so yea.. i was blocking both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad appear in his mazda. Mum appeared with Serena. The pump attendants from Caltex that were on their way home appeared. They pushed the car with me in it to a side. I gotta go thank them tomorrow. Dont like that the cars could OBVIOUSLY see im in trouble, yet were kind enough to know how "worried" they are by honking and flashing me. AWESOME people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion, my car is drying out by the side of the road, and should be able to be driven tomorrow. I, on the other hand, have lost my temper and am still feeling rather unhappy. Wish you were here, i really need someone to talk to now. Tho i guess its a good thing that i dont have anyone to talk to, cause Im not that nice when im moody. Id probably piss off the people who are trying to comfort me too. mmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough blogging. Imma go look for some chocolates. And alcohol. In no particular order.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6577121714170938886-3191710185384873346?l=countdavid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/feeds/3191710185384873346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/01/sigh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/3191710185384873346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/3191710185384873346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/01/sigh.html' title='Sigh'/><author><name>CountDavid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03165235620425120146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SYEvzTQhBWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CyeReEQym5E/S220/family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6577121714170938886.post-3402064311102021192</id><published>2010-01-28T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T09:24:26.504-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pourquoi?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Looks like I got more than I wished for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I had wished for something to do, to keep my mind from being idle and from straying to, er, dangerous thoughts. I ended up with a project that is going to be sucking all the time from me. Well at least it keeps me occupied, for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I dont know what I'm feeling, why I'm feeling it, or how I am to get rid of it, but I do know that tu me manques.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm asleepy. Wonder if I'll have a dreamless night tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Night all.&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/6577121714170938886-3402064311102021192?l=countdavid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/feeds/3402064311102021192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/01/pourquoi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/3402064311102021192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/3402064311102021192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/01/pourquoi.html' title='Pourquoi?'/><author><name>CountDavid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03165235620425120146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SYEvzTQhBWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CyeReEQym5E/S220/family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6577121714170938886.post-617358306489044133</id><published>2010-01-25T01:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T01:24:55.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moar Pictures! (as promised)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I promised Jeen Pei I'd put more pictures in this blog, and so i shall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Today I'll talk about my journey (so far) in rock climbing, aided with pictures of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I started climbing in Genting, when I was 15. It seemed like an awesome idea at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/S11ZniqB2oI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/l62c50kA7Yg/s1600-h/Yee+ern+climbing..+shes+higher+up+den+me%21%21%21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/S11ZniqB2oI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/l62c50kA7Yg/s320/Yee+ern+climbing..+shes+higher+up+den+me%21%21%21.jpg" width="233" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then i went on take my basic wall course in Camp5. Seriously doubt I have any pictures from then tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to college. After hearing Hsu Ann and Rach talking about wanting to go climb in Shah Alam, i decided to tag along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/S11YuoGMmdI/AAAAAAAAA5o/quniq4f8w4M/s1600-h/baby+wall.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/S11YuoGMmdI/AAAAAAAAA5o/quniq4f8w4M/s320/baby+wall.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From climbing without shoes on easy walls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/S11YvZRzCbI/AAAAAAAAA5w/GG0wZ-mBhB0/s1600-h/DSC02196.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/S11YvZRzCbI/AAAAAAAAA5w/GG0wZ-mBhB0/s320/DSC02196.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to climbing without shoes on hard walls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/S11Yx-KFTMI/AAAAAAAAA54/elUe4qnKDi8/s1600-h/Photo0235.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/S11Yx-KFTMI/AAAAAAAAA54/elUe4qnKDi8/s320/Photo0235.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then moving to Camp5 walls, pictured here the lead walls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/S11Yy0LbrxI/AAAAAAAAA6A/9f-9_dpxYmw/s1600-h/putrajaya+climb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/S11Yy0LbrxI/AAAAAAAAA6A/9f-9_dpxYmw/s320/putrajaya+climb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On to the crazy structures known as the Putrajaya Challenge Park walls (no i have not even thought to attempt them giants..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And now, my current project being :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/S11Y5PqMnpI/AAAAAAAAA6I/D_enrzJhTXE/s1600-h/Photo0240.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/S11Y5PqMnpI/AAAAAAAAA6I/D_enrzJhTXE/s320/Photo0240.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Trad wall in Camp5, One Utama. It is AWESOMEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/S11Y-mkEyjI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/7AZG6jlz148/s1600-h/Photo0241.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/S11Y-mkEyjI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/7AZG6jlz148/s320/Photo0241.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cheers from the top! (well.. ok 3/4 way to the top..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-David-&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/6577121714170938886-617358306489044133?l=countdavid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/feeds/617358306489044133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/01/moar-pictures-as-promised.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/617358306489044133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/617358306489044133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/01/moar-pictures-as-promised.html' title='Moar Pictures! (as promised)'/><author><name>CountDavid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03165235620425120146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SYEvzTQhBWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CyeReEQym5E/S220/family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/S11ZniqB2oI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/l62c50kA7Yg/s72-c/Yee+ern+climbing..+shes+higher+up+den+me%21%21%21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6577121714170938886.post-5265076088320206599</id><published>2010-01-24T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T08:50:09.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yea, its empty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;Im not emo. Ya. Its true!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;Just because I'm listening to emo songs, dancing emo dances (ok Rumba isn't really an emo dance... unless we take emo to mean emotional then yea.. its VERRRRYYYY emotional) doesn't mean I'm emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;Only if I was doing stupid things like counting down days or sulking in a corner would I even be able to be considered emo. And since I'm not, therefore I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;Ok this post proves I 1) needs to sleep more / earlier, 2) have finally cracked and gone crazy, 3) have too much free time on my hands, 4) am crazily emo &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I know its empty. So sue me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6577121714170938886-5265076088320206599?l=countdavid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/feeds/5265076088320206599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/01/yea-its-empty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/5265076088320206599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/5265076088320206599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/01/yea-its-empty.html' title='Yea, its empty'/><author><name>CountDavid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03165235620425120146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SYEvzTQhBWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CyeReEQym5E/S220/family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6577121714170938886.post-4668949343445607395</id><published>2010-01-24T08:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T08:34:25.542-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Empty</title><content type='html'>So I didn't get SIA. Nevermind, it was still an experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't say much about the interview except I got eliminated in the first round. Yea, it sucks. &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, life moves on as it always does. Just gotta keep trying I guess =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I got the job at Camp5, and have to-date completed 2 modules. Pretty excited to start working there. I also haven't climbed in a week. Pretty anxious to go again, wanna complete some of my on-going projects there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;counting down the days till you come back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to be slightly more passionate about dance again. Ever since I came back I haven't really been trying, just going through the motions. But now I think I'm starting to enjoy dance again. The.. slower dances tho, like Rumba or Waltz. Still don't like the crazy fast ones like samba or jive. Feel like I'm a duck out of the water when I'm dancing those. Nowadays I find myself practicing my Rumba routine at home, and searching new rumba songs to download and practice to. Wonder whether I really should go for private Rumba classes. Mmmmm where am I going to find a partner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder what to do with my life. I guess this gap year I'm on, is my best opportunity. So for now, wherever the wind blows, that is where Ill be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6577121714170938886-4668949343445607395?l=countdavid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/feeds/4668949343445607395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/01/empty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/4668949343445607395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/4668949343445607395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/01/empty.html' title='Empty'/><author><name>CountDavid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03165235620425120146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SYEvzTQhBWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CyeReEQym5E/S220/family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6577121714170938886.post-1634775921796144791</id><published>2010-01-15T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T08:57:01.847-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm doing it all wrong, for the wrong reasons.</title><content type='html'>Ahhhh later is the SIA interview. I'm.. excited and worried at the same time. &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many of my paths begin from here. Its like I've reached a crossroad in my life, where&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Path A, i pass the interview and get accepted as a staff at SIA. I live in Singapore under a contract of 5 years, then maybe continue my life there, or head out and settle down somewhere else. Life in Singapore would probably be good, with the high pay and "asian" culture, though I'd definitely miss the friends i have here, both old and new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Path B, where i dont pass, and continue my work as a staff at Camp5. The rates arent awesome, and I wont be leaving my comfort zone. I guess, my path from here would diverge into many little paths, such as should i move out and try living on my own, or should i continue my degree? Maybe pursue becoming Chef Tan's assistant in his new culinary school? So many decisions. Yet, for now, my feelings are leaning towards Path B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that its so difficult to leave ones comfort zone, to take the step into the unknown. The fear of not knowing what comes next, of not being accepted, of having to fend for oneself. Then there is the leaving behind loved ones,&amp;nbsp; Imagine meeting the most perfect girl, a week before deciding whether or not to leave. Exquisite timing from above I'd say &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, life is all about choices. I know my choice. I want to focus on the present, to live in the now. I'll do my best at the interview tomorrow. If i don't get it, well that is fate, and I'll work on it again and again till i'm too old for it, or I got a better job than it. If i get it, then I guess I'll just have to be ready to face this new chapter in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est la vie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6577121714170938886-1634775921796144791?l=countdavid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/feeds/1634775921796144791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-doing-it-all-wrong-for-wrong-reasons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/1634775921796144791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/1634775921796144791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-doing-it-all-wrong-for-wrong-reasons.html' title='I&apos;m doing it all wrong, for the wrong reasons.'/><author><name>CountDavid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03165235620425120146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SYEvzTQhBWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CyeReEQym5E/S220/family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6577121714170938886.post-7936862849714618715</id><published>2010-01-13T22:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T22:41:24.514-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Play : League of Legends</title><content type='html'>Sick of playing DotA everyday? or perhaps sick of seeing the same old map everytime, even after countless updates?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you tried HoN. Its different isnt it? But wait, aside from better graphics and some different items, whats the big difference?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe you should try League of Legends (LoL).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the people who worked in Blizzard comes this new game in DotA fashion. The big difference is that all the heroes are totaly diffrent from the ones in DotA, and they have 3 maps (with more to come!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a DotA noob like me, most of my problems of playing was A. not being used to holding the alt key to see my character's health and B. memorising / rmbering to look up the skills keys. LoL takes care of that by having health displayed all the time, and the keys you will need to remember are Q, W, E, R. For &lt;u&gt;every single hero&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LoL has an rpg element to it, in that you are acting as a "summoner", who "summons" a champion to fight for you on the field. So in addition to your "champion" skills, you also have "summoner" skills, 2 of which you can choose to use in game, such as a heal, a revive or even a damaging attack. Having your teammates coordinate summoner skills makes the game more interesting. As you play, your summoner gains levels and gains more skills to use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so why did i type this long post? LoL decided to create a Refer a friend feature. Every friend that i refer, i will get some sort of bonus in game =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you are interested, and wanna learn more, please do check out &lt;a href="http://leagueoflegends.com/"&gt;League of Legends&lt;/a&gt;. My summoner's name is AceSia, and if you do plan on signing up, do let me know, and we can have a game or 2 together =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6577121714170938886-7936862849714618715?l=countdavid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/feeds/7936862849714618715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/01/play-league-of-legends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/7936862849714618715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/7936862849714618715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/01/play-league-of-legends.html' title='Play : League of Legends'/><author><name>CountDavid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03165235620425120146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SYEvzTQhBWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CyeReEQym5E/S220/family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6577121714170938886.post-3616669957301442898</id><published>2010-01-12T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T08:00:12.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Bliss, I never wanna leave..</title><content type='html'>Today was a happy day =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a really awesome night in Puchong. Its been so long since i just lay down and watched the sky, and just talk with a good friend..It was so peaceful, almost Zen-like in its tranquility. In the process I charged my batteries and feel like im ready to seize the day all over again. Carpe diem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok waking up early to send Serena to wherever she wanted to go wasn't all that fun, but its ok. Guess I've got to get used to that, since Ill be her transport to college =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to Camp5 with Jason, Jane and Cassandra. Did some bouldering to start with, including a solution to a problem I've been wracking my brains over for about 2 weeks now. Then went on to top ropes at the castle. Did the green 5c route in about a minute or less? Thats a first for me. Guess all that slab training in Putrajaya really paid off, since im not afraid of slopers or crimps anymore. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went for the interview with Camp5 at 330pm, as scheduled. There was this girl already being interviewed. God he took so long with her... then the guy after her was the same.. They talked for at least 30 minutes a person! By the end of it i was freaking out.. &amp;gt;&amp;lt; Though when it was finally my turn it didnt go so bad i guess. I got the job anyway XD When I got back to Jason and the gang Dudu arrived, and started to do his warm up routes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Natasha came! I mean, i knew she miss called me twice and i didnt answer (sorry!!!! i was belaying Cassandra and picking up my phone during a belay is a BIG nono) Was nice to see her, even if she was just passing through on her way to makan =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our turn for dinner, Dudu and I went back to camp5 for some lead wall climbs. I managed to on-site a 5b route, and redo it again after, though i needed to rest awhile on the ground due to my blistered toe hurting. It felt like a person hammering a nail into my toe everytime i placed weight onto the toe. But i managed to finish it! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/S0yaxpFa-nI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/WjuGjOUw98Y/s1600-h/Photo0235.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/S0yaxpFa-nI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/WjuGjOUw98Y/s320/Photo0235.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Thats the route i took&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Dudu told me to do the green route, a supposed 5C / 5C+ route. Well it didn't look too bad from the ground so I decided it was ok to try it. Bad move. Managed to redpoint it (means i took alot of rests inbetween), mostly due to me freaking out from how high i was, and how painful my toe was, and how the pain from my toe is making me not being able to stand up, thus adding to my fear of how high i was.. XD But, I did manage it in the end, and it felt awesome. It also felt awesome when I came down and he told me he lied. Its a 6A route. So.. yea.. i feel like punching him, but its also good that he managed to psycho me into believing I can complete the route.. =) That was my last climb of the day though, my fingers are pretty busted. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mm all in all, an almost perfect day, something I've needed for a very long time.A really big thank you to the people that made it happen (yes thats you Dudu, Natasha, Jason, Jane, Cassandra).. I owe ya'll one =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;why oh why does this happiness have to happen now? just before my SIA interview. How am I going to be able to leave now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6577121714170938886-3616669957301442898?l=countdavid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/feeds/3616669957301442898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-bliss-i-never-wanna-leave.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/3616669957301442898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/3616669957301442898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-bliss-i-never-wanna-leave.html' title='This Bliss, I never wanna leave..'/><author><name>CountDavid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03165235620425120146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SYEvzTQhBWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CyeReEQym5E/S220/family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/S0yaxpFa-nI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/WjuGjOUw98Y/s72-c/Photo0235.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6577121714170938886.post-1078465561351128115</id><published>2010-01-11T00:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T00:43:02.331-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lead Climbing - Falls</title><content type='html'>So... Banish the Fear event was held (and executed).. and the following video is the result..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l6ExILrV98M&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l6ExILrV98M&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6577121714170938886-1078465561351128115?l=countdavid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/feeds/1078465561351128115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/01/lead-climbing-falls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/1078465561351128115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/1078465561351128115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/01/lead-climbing-falls.html' title='Lead Climbing - Falls'/><author><name>CountDavid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03165235620425120146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SYEvzTQhBWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CyeReEQym5E/S220/family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6577121714170938886.post-3857760367348479827</id><published>2010-01-11T00:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T00:45:06.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>World Dance Academy Dinner and Dance 2010</title><content type='html'>Mmmm so yesterday was World Dance Academy's 10th Anniversary Dinner and Dance and January Birthday People Celebration-thingey.... phew thats a long name..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not-coincidentally, it was also my first performance since my return to WDA, so even though i was putting on a brave face, i was a bundle of nerves the whole way.The performance itself wasn't particularly notable, though my partner Wern Lin and I did our best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. i tried to upload photos, but combine a really bad camera and incomplete software in my computer means the photos wont be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The open dancefloor was fun, as it always is XD At first no one wanted to dance, but as the night wore on the dancefloor was filled with people. If only i remembered more routines, then i wouldnt have had to skip some parts of the dancefloor =D Trying to pull the girls out to dance was pretty difficult too, shy things ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still remember when I brought Patricia to dance waltz during the open dancefloor (and consequently FINALLY finished the waltz) and like halfway through the second rotation I noticed we were the only couple left on the dancefloor XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In hindsight, i probably should have smsed abit less, but meh, it made the bleary parts of the night interesting =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of memories of the night, yet it doesnt seem easy to put them into words, so I'll just stop here, and hope the photos come out ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good day all =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6577121714170938886-3857760367348479827?l=countdavid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/feeds/3857760367348479827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/01/world-dance-academy-dinner-and-dance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/3857760367348479827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/3857760367348479827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/01/world-dance-academy-dinner-and-dance.html' title='World Dance Academy Dinner and Dance 2010'/><author><name>CountDavid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03165235620425120146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SYEvzTQhBWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CyeReEQym5E/S220/family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6577121714170938886.post-2550024917321528743</id><published>2010-01-06T23:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T23:30:16.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Climb Climb Climb</title><content type='html'>Mmm in a desperate attempt to revive this blog, i shall post about CLIMBING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After weeks of climbing in Camp5, we (that being Daniel, Jason and myself) headed to Putrajaya to try the walls there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/S0WIujjQ76I/AAAAAAAAA5I/IMdT1asDq9Y/s1600-h/putrajaya+climb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/S0WIujjQ76I/AAAAAAAAA5I/IMdT1asDq9Y/s200/putrajaya+climb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The pictures are the crazy lead walls there. DEFINITELY not something Im going to attempt anytime soon XD. Theres a series of top ropes to a corner of the gym, which were (surprisingly) mostly slabs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gym opens from 10am - 8pm on Sundays through Thursday, and 10am - 10pm on Fridays and Saturdays. Currently entry is totally free, as is gear rental. All you have to do is handover an id (expired student ids seems to work XD) as a deposit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The top ropes in putrajaya are.. fun. It feels like (and im not expert) at least 5C+, with most of the routes being 6A and above. Also, the gym is VERY VERY hot, as there is no air conditioning nor (currently) fans, thus the ventilation is horrible. The only breath of air you get is through the open doors on the ground level. This means when you climb, be prepared to sweat like a pig and bring an extra shirt / towel, and lots of chalk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel and I are currently working on cleaning out the top rope routes there. We've finished, i'd say about 50% of the top ropes there in our 2 days there. Hopefully if we set out earlier we can clear it off in a day. We're also starting to tackle Lead routes, though i do not have the confidence nor the mental power to first a lead route yet. Therefore i'm just seconding his routes. Still pretty scary &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think our interests are beginning to branch off here. Daniel wants to do lead and move on to real walls. Im content with my boulder problems, which are short and sweet. Mm.. guess we gotta work that out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight. Done blogging for now. Till next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6577121714170938886-2550024917321528743?l=countdavid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/feeds/2550024917321528743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/01/climb-climb-climb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/2550024917321528743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/2550024917321528743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2010/01/climb-climb-climb.html' title='Climb Climb Climb'/><author><name>CountDavid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03165235620425120146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SYEvzTQhBWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CyeReEQym5E/S220/family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/S0WIujjQ76I/AAAAAAAAA5I/IMdT1asDq9Y/s72-c/putrajaya+climb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6577121714170938886.post-8267328133178288321</id><published>2009-12-30T12:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T12:42:42.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Jane</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Jane Tai Siew Pheng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologize for all the mistakes ive made, and thank you for all the good times you gave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did what i did tonight out of necessity, not out of spite, forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoy your 18th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6577121714170938886-8267328133178288321?l=countdavid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/feeds/8267328133178288321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-birthday-jane.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/8267328133178288321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/8267328133178288321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-birthday-jane.html' title='Happy Birthday Jane'/><author><name>CountDavid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03165235620425120146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SYEvzTQhBWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CyeReEQym5E/S220/family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6577121714170938886.post-2237514572242056489</id><published>2009-12-30T12:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T12:40:29.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I find myself without a plan for New Years..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6577121714170938886-2237514572242056489?l=countdavid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SYEvzTQhBWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CyeReEQym5E/S220/family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6577121714170938886.post-1238272982522753310</id><published>2009-12-08T03:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T03:05:41.978-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finals pt2</title><content type='html'>Well.. well.. well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finals started out fine. I PRAYED and BEGGED to get Mr. Alex for FnB Upselling. Guess what? I got him. muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then.. things went downhill from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a Ms Laybee for Rdod (she was in a good mood tho.. phew), I had Mr Patrick for FnB PSR (he was in a good mood too.. mmm), and now.. NOW... i got FISH for kitchen. BLAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me no likes fish. And I guess fish dont like me either? Cuz when i was trying to.. ahem. coax the flesh outta him, he decided to poke me. HARD. Made my thumb bleed. I said to him, if thats the way you wanna play, thats the way he gets it. (yes i was talking to a fish. i was stressed ok...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then peeling potatoes to turn the potato. Them potatoes decided that they didnt wanna have all the fun. I ended up peeling my right thumb. Yippee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm. at least my fish was nicely seared. The french beans got flambeed. It was on purpose!... ok no it wasnt. My potatoes always turn out well, but the julienne (sauteed) carrots were abit.. colourless.. &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hollandaise sauce was so terrible im not even going to talk about it.. &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.. well.. at least its ONE DAY till i finish all my finals and TWO DAYS till i graduate..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6577121714170938886-1238272982522753310?l=countdavid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/feeds/1238272982522753310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2009/12/finals-pt2.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/1238272982522753310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/1238272982522753310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2009/12/finals-pt2.html' title='Finals pt2'/><author><name>CountDavid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03165235620425120146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SYEvzTQhBWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CyeReEQym5E/S220/family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6577121714170938886.post-3312156933707240414</id><published>2009-12-06T23:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T23:28:00.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im sick, .. and finals</title><content type='html'>So.. finals are in full swing. Everyone is panicking, not sleeping and such..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ok i know some people aren't panicking.. good for you..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose the best time to fall sick. Right before Accomodation and FnB Psr, both of which I kena what is supposedly the scariest juries, Ms Lay Bee for RDOD and Mr Patrick for FnB. Thankfully they were in good moods when it was my turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im tired.. and bored.. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6577121714170938886-3312156933707240414?l=countdavid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/feeds/3312156933707240414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-sick-and-finals.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/3312156933707240414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/3312156933707240414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-sick-and-finals.html' title='Im sick, .. and finals'/><author><name>CountDavid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03165235620425120146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SYEvzTQhBWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CyeReEQym5E/S220/family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6577121714170938886.post-6942596292304148204</id><published>2009-12-06T23:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T23:26:10.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Borderlands</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SxyqVd4p4UI/AAAAAAAAA44/k-f25HPR2wg/s1600-h/borderlands6050620071017_133320_2_big.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SxyqVd4p4UI/AAAAAAAAA44/k-f25HPR2wg/s200/borderlands6050620071017_133320_2_big.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went to Blitz the other day with Beste, found this freaking awesome game called Borderlands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SxyqY82ZaNI/AAAAAAAAA5A/nxJSDh_wUB8/s1600-h/borderlands1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SxyqY82ZaNI/AAAAAAAAA5A/nxJSDh_wUB8/s320/borderlands1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game plays like a normal first person shooter (FPS), in that you run around, shooting stuff. Getting headshots (known as critical damage) result in more damage done/insta-kills (not sure about the insta-kill for me, sometimes it works sometimes no)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The difference between Borderlands and other FPS games such as CoD6 or L4D2 is the level-up system that is reminiscent of RPG games, and the boundless loot (ie: guns, ammo) reminiscent of games such as Diablo 2 or Hellgate:London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Borderlands, when you start off, you get to choose between 4 characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lilith, the "Siren" who can disappear (in a area-wide shockwave), become invisible like the Spy in TF2, and reappear/melee behind the enemy for another area-wide shockwave and more damage. (I used Lilith on my play-through). She starts with a SMG and is really good with Elemental weapons. Yea.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mordecai, the "Hunter", who is the classic Marksman/Sniper, starting with a Sniper. He has a pet bird called Bloodwing, that he can use to pick up loot or even deal damage against enemies. Beste used Mordecai on his run.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brick, a "Berserker" who looks abit like the Heavy in TF2, who specializes in melee and explosive weapons. Like the Boxing Gloves of the Heavy in TF2, Brick's special ability puts him into a Berserker rage to rapidly punch enemies.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Roland, the "Ex-Merc". He drops a turret that helps him damage enemies. The turret can be upgraded to heal people too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, the graphics are 3D with well drawn 2D characters(well.. i cant really tell the diff..) Its very different from what Im used to. You basically run around and do quests. The game allows up to 4 people to play Co-op in doing quests etc. Also, the more people that are playing, the more /harder the mobs get.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loot. Lots and lots of loot. =D Mobs have a chance of dropping guns, shields, ammo, med kits and such. The ammo part is important, as you find yourself running out of ammo fast. The guns, well according to the website theres this weird software weapon generator thingey that randomizes the guns, creating like 10,000 different guns in game. AWESOME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all, Ive enjoyed what little I played in Borderlands, even more, in fact, than L4D2. Now to actually buy the game..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6577121714170938886-6942596292304148204?l=countdavid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/feeds/6942596292304148204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2009/12/borderlands.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/6942596292304148204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/6942596292304148204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2009/12/borderlands.html' title='Borderlands'/><author><name>CountDavid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03165235620425120146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SYEvzTQhBWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CyeReEQym5E/S220/family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SxyqVd4p4UI/AAAAAAAAA44/k-f25HPR2wg/s72-c/borderlands6050620071017_133320_2_big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6577121714170938886.post-8510830540517254254</id><published>2009-12-06T22:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T22:44:17.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Start of a New blog</title><content type='html'>Hey guys.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My other blog (the one with 300+ posts), got infected with malicious code, probably from all those blog-advertising sites I used. And therefore I'm starting anew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Welcome to the new blog =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6577121714170938886-8510830540517254254?l=countdavid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/feeds/8510830540517254254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2009/12/start-of-new-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/8510830540517254254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/8510830540517254254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2009/12/start-of-new-blog.html' title='Start of a New blog'/><author><name>CountDavid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03165235620425120146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SYEvzTQhBWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CyeReEQym5E/S220/family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6577121714170938886.post-7033380919084729595</id><published>2009-11-03T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T22:47:33.797-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS IS FOR ANYONE WHO WANTS TO STUDY IN TAYLORS NEXT YEAR (Form 5 grads)</title><content type='html'>If you're form 5 this year and wish to enter Taylors for ANY program, be it A-Levels, SAM, ICPU, Hospitality Management, Mass Comm etc, i have an offer for you.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you contact me first, i will hook you up for refer a student scheme. This way, you can earn some pocket money for yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go through me for your sign up, and ill give you RM50. Get ANOTHER friend to sign up with you, ill give another RM30(to you). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sign up process is exactly the same, the registration and everything is exactly the same. The only difference is if you dont go through a Taylors student, you dont get a chance to earn that pocket money. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you're interested, contact me through email or personal handphone and we'll talk prices and dates. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ty in advance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;David&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6577121714170938886-7033380919084729595?l=countdavid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/feeds/7033380919084729595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-for-anyone-who-wants-to-study.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/7033380919084729595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6577121714170938886/posts/default/7033380919084729595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countdavid.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-for-anyone-who-wants-to-study.html' title='THIS IS FOR ANYONE WHO WANTS TO STUDY IN TAYLORS NEXT YEAR (Form 5 grads)'/><author><name>CountDavid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03165235620425120146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0kCZ5Iv-Dc/SYEvzTQhBWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CyeReEQym5E/S220/family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
