<?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-549045927112376539</id><updated>2012-02-16T21:56:50.806+08:00</updated><category term='jalan alor'/><category term='jalan kejora'/><category term='bribe'/><title type='text'>transparency, the truth revealed</title><subtitle type='html'>A Blog can be defined in many ways by many different people. How I see it or how I define my blog is that it is an entry or an online diary where I keep track on what had happened to my life and how I see my life and my perspective of it. If there is anything you find offensive you can always close it.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Aki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03905540500688994577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-549045927112376539.post-8533280493481893577</id><published>2010-03-21T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T23:28:00.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>focus</title><content type='html'>I want to finish what I first started, I don’t want to run away no more. I am going to face my environment one on one (jln alor), I’m going to stick to my job and complete my task no matter what fucking attraction comes along. I’m going to complete it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks god for letting me meet you Noelle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/549045927112376539-8533280493481893577?l=akihikotanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/8533280493481893577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=549045927112376539&amp;postID=8533280493481893577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/8533280493481893577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/8533280493481893577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/2010/03/focus.html' title='focus'/><author><name>Aki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03905540500688994577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-549045927112376539.post-5631902301477816317</id><published>2009-12-27T17:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T17:23:59.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest In Peace MLC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/Szcmhf5D-PI/AAAAAAAAAF8/g9EeH3Gzj10/s1600-h/mlc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419843033502054642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 349px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/Szcmhf5D-PI/AAAAAAAAAF8/g9EeH3Gzj10/s400/mlc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You will never be forgotten.. Thanks alot bro for all the things you have done for me. Rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/549045927112376539-5631902301477816317?l=akihikotanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/5631902301477816317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=549045927112376539&amp;postID=5631902301477816317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/5631902301477816317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/5631902301477816317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/2009/12/rest-in-peace-mlc.html' title='Rest In Peace MLC'/><author><name>Aki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03905540500688994577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/Szcmhf5D-PI/AAAAAAAAAF8/g9EeH3Gzj10/s72-c/mlc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-549045927112376539.post-3837070730716684323</id><published>2009-12-07T23:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T23:23:03.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Appreciated</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;To my little brother, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am so glad I came back for you, for mummy and for popo. I always realized that the most important people in my life are always there for me. You always have been but it’s just the physical distance that separates us all. Sometimes, maybe for a bit too long and I never did anything about it. Life is sometimes full of sacrifices, don’t you think? You lose some but gain some along the way. I left a lot of things back in Canada but it can never compare to what I have left back home in the 1st place. There is just too much things I missed back home and I am sorry for not being there in one of the hardest time in your life so far. We all learn from our mistakes everyday and I am very proud of you for being so strong in facing them. I could never go through what you have been through and I will never understand how frustrating and fomenting it was. But it’s all over isn’t it? Anicca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;To me, both of us are very blessed. All things seem to happen for a reason and it falls so perfectly in pieces. Every step were guided, fated and blessed. To be able to come back and do the things with you was truly enlightening and live changing. I truly believe what we learned will be with us to the very end. Please use that knowledge in overcoming whatever problems you have in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I will continue to do my best when I am there. It’s the opportunities that await me, and one day we will be together again. It is just time and we both know that time will never change our relationship or whatever special things we have together. My priorities always been my family and everything I achieved is nothing without you, mummy and popo. You do your best too, accept and acknowledge whatever comes your way. Take good care of yourself and mummy and popo. Look out for uncle too, he just recover and need some time to settle down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love always,&lt;br /&gt;Bro 10/09&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Your presences back home was the greatest thing that ever happened in my life. I didn’t really get to say thank you properly so therefore I would like to say it here. Thank you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/549045927112376539-3837070730716684323?l=akihikotanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/3837070730716684323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=549045927112376539&amp;postID=3837070730716684323' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/3837070730716684323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/3837070730716684323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/2009/12/appreciated.html' title='Appreciated'/><author><name>Aki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03905540500688994577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-549045927112376539.post-4472038627106549103</id><published>2009-12-02T21:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T22:09:47.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Significant change</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Significant change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally people will only change after something significant happen in their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 24th of October 2009, I received a call from an unknown person asking for Mr. Kong. My very first instinct was to just say that the unknown person got the wrong number. He hesitated and said “but its Mr. Kong’s house number, he saved it in his phone.” I stopped for a second and thought, shit it’s my own uncle. (No one calls my uncle Mr. Kong but uses another name instead)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him directly that he wasn’t at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He paused of a moment, taking a deep breath, saying, “yes I know, he is in HUKM right now, inside the emergency room.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt frozen for a while, but kept calm and asked for more details like what happen and all. Straight after the phone call, I gave my aunt a ring, woke my mother up and accidently woke my grandmother up and called my brother, he did manage to reach HUKM too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I’m just going to cut the story short, what happened was he fell off a bike due to high blood pressure causing him to faint. He had our dog (Nana) with him while riding. (the dog was lost and don’t ask)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let’s fast forward all this, he came out of the emergency room and all, was stable and all but had some brain damages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After coming out of the hospital, he was abnormal, abnormal in what sense? He became a kid. Like a real kid, he asked for 100 plus and if he couldn’t get it, he would throw a tantrum. He would watch cartoons all day, his speech does not make sense most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But luckily, after a week, after the blood clots in his brains have gone, he was slightly normal, still he couldn’t walk properly. During this time, I could see my aunt, putting all her love, all her time, just to care about him. My mum, my grandmother and even my maid, took extra attention to care for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was touched, he was seriously touched, although he acted like a kid, but he knows who was there for him when he was at the verge of dying. He appreciated all the love, and now my uncle, is a brand new person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He never said a word most of the time, he was really very cool in a lot of ways. He never treated us like a family, he was doing his own things, not much time into family, I never heard of him mentioning my cousin (his son), but all this has changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This incident made me feel the same too, I’m also like him, I do my own things, I hardly spend much time with the family, but after seeing all this, it touched my heart too. Seriously, if we were in deep troubles and times like this, who would be there for you? It’s only your family. Appreciate them, don’t regret later. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/549045927112376539-4472038627106549103?l=akihikotanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/4472038627106549103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=549045927112376539&amp;postID=4472038627106549103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/4472038627106549103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/4472038627106549103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/2009/12/significant-change.html' title='Significant change'/><author><name>Aki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03905540500688994577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-549045927112376539.post-8020390574245125711</id><published>2009-11-21T03:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T03:08:34.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gaming Timeline</title><content type='html'>2002     Ez2dj(Sg wang)&lt;br /&gt;2002     RockFever(Sg wang)&lt;br /&gt;2002     Keyboardmania(Sg wang)&lt;br /&gt;2002     Drum Percussion(Sg wang)&lt;br /&gt;2003     Pump it up(Sg wang)&lt;br /&gt;2003     O2Jam(Online)&lt;br /&gt;2004     Pop'n'Music(TS)&lt;br /&gt;2004     SDO(Online)&lt;br /&gt;2005     Ragnarok (Online)&lt;br /&gt;2006     Ran (Online)&lt;br /&gt;2008     Audition(Online)&lt;br /&gt;2009     Steps(Online)&lt;br /&gt;2009     Highstreet 5(Online)&lt;br /&gt;2009     Ez2on(Online)&lt;br /&gt;2009     DJ max (Psp)&lt;br /&gt;2009     Dj max trilogy (PC)&lt;br /&gt;2009     Popstage(Online)&lt;br /&gt;2009     Krazyrain(Online)&lt;br /&gt;2009     MStar(Online)&lt;br /&gt;2009     Jubeat(Sg)&lt;br /&gt;2009     Beatmania IIDX(Sg)&lt;br /&gt;2009     Dj max technika(Sg)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/549045927112376539-8020390574245125711?l=akihikotanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/8020390574245125711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=549045927112376539&amp;postID=8020390574245125711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/8020390574245125711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/8020390574245125711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/2009/11/gaming-timeline.html' title='Gaming Timeline'/><author><name>Aki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03905540500688994577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-549045927112376539.post-7787695329129994592</id><published>2009-10-08T00:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T00:36:38.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Connected</title><content type='html'>Lets see,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith = Marc's friend&lt;br /&gt;Sean = Marc and Mash friend&lt;br /&gt;Kong Wai = 6 years ago EZ2DJ gaming buddy&lt;br /&gt;Nat = Ming Yaw's cousin&lt;br /&gt;Kellie = RO Legion of Lordz guild member&lt;br /&gt;Eddy = Jess from MyCNX's friend&lt;br /&gt;Nic = Marc and Mash friend&lt;br /&gt;Adrian = Same high school. (Wtf)&lt;br /&gt;Colin = Edison's friend&lt;br /&gt;Chin Han = Flame and Mervyn's friend&lt;br /&gt;Matt = Mash friend&lt;br /&gt;Victor = Wushu team/Kinta 1881 cast's friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/549045927112376539-7787695329129994592?l=akihikotanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/7787695329129994592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=549045927112376539&amp;postID=7787695329129994592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/7787695329129994592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/7787695329129994592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/2009/10/connected.html' title='Connected'/><author><name>Aki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03905540500688994577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-549045927112376539.post-7159581189910216915</id><published>2009-09-25T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T23:17:25.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Asiasoft</title><content type='html'>Finally after applying thirty  jobs, with five interviews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose Asiasoft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No regrets&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/549045927112376539-7159581189910216915?l=akihikotanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/7159581189910216915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=549045927112376539&amp;postID=7159581189910216915' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/7159581189910216915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/7159581189910216915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/2009/09/asiasoft.html' title='Asiasoft'/><author><name>Aki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03905540500688994577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-549045927112376539.post-5603208287075292335</id><published>2009-08-09T18:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T18:21:33.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Priceless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/Sn6hn_lqOOI/AAAAAAAAAFs/RkQl0WSZyxc/s1600-h/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367905514328570082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/Sn6hn_lqOOI/AAAAAAAAAFs/RkQl0WSZyxc/s400/scan0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taken in 1994, April 16th. My age was 7, my brother was 8. I didn't know i started drinking at 7.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367905527632358930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/Sn6hoxJh7hI/AAAAAAAAAF0/eCBMau-Gn8s/s400/DSC00908.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Taken in 2009, August 9th. My age is 22, my brother is 23. It's been 15 years, time really flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/549045927112376539-5603208287075292335?l=akihikotanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/5603208287075292335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=549045927112376539&amp;postID=5603208287075292335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/5603208287075292335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/5603208287075292335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/2009/08/priceless.html' title='Priceless'/><author><name>Aki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03905540500688994577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/Sn6hn_lqOOI/AAAAAAAAAFs/RkQl0WSZyxc/s72-c/scan0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-549045927112376539.post-8715690373034821887</id><published>2009-08-04T15:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T15:20:18.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>I have lost what I use to have, It's time for me to get them back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/549045927112376539-8715690373034821887?l=akihikotanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/8715690373034821887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=549045927112376539&amp;postID=8715690373034821887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/8715690373034821887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/8715690373034821887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/2009/08/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Aki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03905540500688994577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-549045927112376539.post-3439804500254402611</id><published>2009-07-19T20:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T21:00:18.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Kit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SmMTn94quII/AAAAAAAAAFk/6urUvANhzg8/s1600-h/DSC02153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SmMTn94quII/AAAAAAAAAFk/6urUvANhzg8/s400/DSC02153.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360149558849091714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy birthday bro. You look perfectly fine here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SmMTcwCjdBI/AAAAAAAAAFc/YJF8itjbik8/s1600-h/DSC02152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SmMTcwCjdBI/AAAAAAAAAFc/YJF8itjbik8/s400/DSC02152.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360149366153901074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You look like a gangster here, with the gold chain, sleeveless shirt and with tattoos and all. Shit, wait, you are a gangster. jk,jk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SmMTcn3E2FI/AAAAAAAAAFU/O2GcsdeXEDQ/s1600-h/DSC02151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SmMTcn3E2FI/AAAAAAAAAFU/O2GcsdeXEDQ/s400/DSC02151.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360149363958274130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SmMTcR9nU9I/AAAAAAAAAFM/ICI9P0oqQLs/s1600-h/DSC02148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SmMTcR9nU9I/AAAAAAAAAFM/ICI9P0oqQLs/s400/DSC02148.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360149358080119762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SmMTcI15bnI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1xS6gGlFxWA/s1600-h/DSC02149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SmMTcI15bnI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1xS6gGlFxWA/s400/DSC02149.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360149355631832690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I swear i didnt plan this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/549045927112376539-3439804500254402611?l=akihikotanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/3439804500254402611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=549045927112376539&amp;postID=3439804500254402611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/3439804500254402611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/3439804500254402611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-kit.html' title='Happy Birthday Kit'/><author><name>Aki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03905540500688994577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SmMTn94quII/AAAAAAAAAFk/6urUvANhzg8/s72-c/DSC02153.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-549045927112376539.post-17429626764121508</id><published>2009-07-19T19:47:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T20:29:53.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Re:fishing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SmMITf71BtI/AAAAAAAAADs/5ArYawcYDR0/s1600-h/DSC02137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SmMITf71BtI/AAAAAAAAADs/5ArYawcYDR0/s400/DSC02137.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360137112583997138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;This is my fishing rod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SmMIrN0RoWI/AAAAAAAAAD0/B6L9sfceth8/s400/DSC02138.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360137520037339490" style="text-decoration: underline;text-align: left; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;I stare at this for hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SmMIrkfPTJI/AAAAAAAAAEE/7lABvYT_1UQ/s1600-h/DSC02140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SmMIrkfPTJI/AAAAAAAAAEE/7lABvYT_1UQ/s400/DSC02140.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360137526123121810" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the bait i use sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SmMIr8TdnVI/AAAAAAAAAEM/aLnYmqsxBnA/s400/DSC02141.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360137532516179282" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is my best friend, she's sexy and she's green. her name is Heineken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SmMIrTv3kyI/AAAAAAAAAD8/n3JIn3Tk2n0/s400/DSC02139.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360137521629467426" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is a bucket with fish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SmMOpg9LIcI/AAAAAAAAAEs/VyAYWKXV8vQ/s1600-h/DSC02145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SmMOpg9LIcI/AAAAAAAAAEs/VyAYWKXV8vQ/s400/DSC02145.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360144087884964290" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is some place in bentong for fishing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SmMOpaBmKgI/AAAAAAAAAEk/bDTtgeWWy0k/s1600-h/DSC02156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SmMOpaBmKgI/AAAAAAAAAEk/bDTtgeWWy0k/s400/DSC02156.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360144086024464898" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I dont fish here but it's nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SmMOpOqoNkI/AAAAAAAAAEc/B4hiD0zv1kk/s1600-h/DSC02158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SmMOpOqoNkI/AAAAAAAAAEc/B4hiD0zv1kk/s400/DSC02158.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360144082975340098" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Something extra too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SmMOo5p98ZI/AAAAAAAAAEU/EYnmRAcCAdI/s1600-h/DSC02163.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SmMPfzW7L3I/AAAAAAAAAE0/tio_TFOIQSY/s400/DSC02160.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360145020537745266" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The results&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SmMOo5p98ZI/AAAAAAAAAEU/EYnmRAcCAdI/s1600-h/DSC02163.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SmMOo5p98ZI/AAAAAAAAAEU/EYnmRAcCAdI/s400/DSC02163.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360144077335425426" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There's 24 fishes here. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I finally found a hobby, its inexpensive, its time wasting and it's fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/549045927112376539-17429626764121508?l=akihikotanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/17429626764121508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=549045927112376539&amp;postID=17429626764121508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/17429626764121508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/17429626764121508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/2009/07/refishing.html' title='Re:fishing'/><author><name>Aki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03905540500688994577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SmMITf71BtI/AAAAAAAAADs/5ArYawcYDR0/s72-c/DSC02137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-549045927112376539.post-2072769503636724648</id><published>2009-07-15T17:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T17:38:43.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishing</title><content type='html'>12 fish in 4 hours, going again tonight. Hopefully with more pics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/549045927112376539-2072769503636724648?l=akihikotanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/2072769503636724648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=549045927112376539&amp;postID=2072769503636724648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/2072769503636724648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/2072769503636724648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/2009/07/fishing.html' title='Fishing'/><author><name>Aki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03905540500688994577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-549045927112376539.post-6809937665970696248</id><published>2009-07-04T04:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T04:35:59.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Record breaking</title><content type='html'>3 weeks total spending less than RM50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips&lt;br /&gt;Smoke mum’s cig&lt;br /&gt;Eat at home&lt;br /&gt;Watch tv&lt;br /&gt;Only go out when your friends ask you to, and let them know you have NO MONEY. If they still insist, then you can be a cheapskate and go. If not you can reject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outings&lt;br /&gt;Uncountable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results&lt;br /&gt;I’m a total cheap skate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confession&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being there for me even though im going through a fucking bad time. This time around i really do see my true friends, thanks again and i appreciated all the outings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/549045927112376539-6809937665970696248?l=akihikotanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/6809937665970696248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=549045927112376539&amp;postID=6809937665970696248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/6809937665970696248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/6809937665970696248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/2009/07/record-breaking.html' title='Record breaking'/><author><name>Aki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03905540500688994577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-549045927112376539.post-5986294874565302058</id><published>2009-07-04T04:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T04:15:58.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Timetable</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/Sk5m8C4dnzI/AAAAAAAAADk/7HkwX34XW9Q/s1600-h/timetable.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354330188741975858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/Sk5m8C4dnzI/AAAAAAAAADk/7HkwX34XW9Q/s400/timetable.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life sucks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/549045927112376539-5986294874565302058?l=akihikotanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/5986294874565302058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=549045927112376539&amp;postID=5986294874565302058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/5986294874565302058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/5986294874565302058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/2009/07/timetable.html' title='Timetable'/><author><name>Aki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03905540500688994577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/Sk5m8C4dnzI/AAAAAAAAADk/7HkwX34XW9Q/s72-c/timetable.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-549045927112376539.post-2505581960496219157</id><published>2009-06-13T11:29:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T12:01:49.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things monks should NOT do</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My blog feels so dull in so many ways, I keep talking about all the uphappy stuff and shits like that. It’s been quite a while since I last update. Thinking about whether I should or I should not update was really tough, I just got back and I don’t really have the time to do so but anyway I know ill have to do it anyhow because this part of my life seems somewhat really important to me. There’s really too much to write about and even I do not know where to start. Ill probably make it real short because I already have a diary which I can keep track on my past events, which defeats the whole purpose of this blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346653534770509506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SjMhD-UVNsI/AAAAAAAAAC8/4RGjwB5YSUo/s320/100_0662.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Before I even became a monk, the first thing I did was, to get my tattoo, and yeah I got it in a week in Haddyai. It was fucking painful to the max, thinking why the hell I got myself into this mess. They didn’t use the machine to poke me but use this freaking long needle to poke. Well I guess its life experience too. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346653538746806162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SjMhENIWr5I/AAAAAAAAADE/_wFgrNOwuCs/s320/100_0388.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told myself once will be enough, but somehow I realized, its not, I needed 2 because it didn’t turn out as nice as I though and needed touch up. Now I have done it twice, and yet I still think it’s not enough, I want more; I want to put in colours as well. Shit this is total greed. Anyway, ill need to explain the different journey in my monkhood as to not to confuse you. I was a city monk and then I disrobed to be a forest monk which was a freaking good choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346650541296350194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SjMeVuwec_I/AAAAAAAAACk/DIo0FqgbpFg/s320/DSC00066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dam, this seems so wrong but don worry, im allowed to.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346650965841886370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SjMeucUBPKI/AAAAAAAAAC0/VexeN0YYo10/s320/buddha2%2520(17).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Even the king was wearing sunglasses when he was a monk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346650960288989042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SjMeuHoGv3I/AAAAAAAAACs/tOsnMf07jDo/s320/lpkoon3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;and another famous monk in thailand called Luang Phor Koon is also smoking. So its not wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346656121604033122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SjMjajBgSmI/AAAAAAAAADU/eMbGl-wbqTs/s320/DSC01886.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I'm a city boy, i need the internet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346656119837541794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SjMjaccVxaI/AAAAAAAAADM/cGTWfh-0QBg/s320/100_0626.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Give me a break, i need to eat too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/549045927112376539-2505581960496219157?l=akihikotanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/2505581960496219157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=549045927112376539&amp;postID=2505581960496219157' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/2505581960496219157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/2505581960496219157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/2009/06/things-monks-should-not-do.html' title='Things monks should NOT do'/><author><name>Aki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03905540500688994577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SjMhD-UVNsI/AAAAAAAAAC8/4RGjwB5YSUo/s72-c/100_0662.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-549045927112376539.post-6596642599438407037</id><published>2009-05-05T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T21:28:09.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Mummy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mum, i know, i just know, i know this life i wont be able to repay what you have done for me, i know saying thank you is not enough, i know, because you have been the greatest mum in the whole wide world. You sacrificed over and over immensly for the mistakes i make, you have been a shield that blocks all the pain that was meant to inflict me, but instead you suffer silently, not letting me know because you are worried that i would worry. I know i have caused much pain towards you. I deeply regret all my actions, I promise, I promise ill be good, ill learn, ill be strong, ill be the aki you always wanted me to be, Thank you for being patient, thank you for not giving up on me, thank you for everything. Loving you with all my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here i am, turning life upside down from what it used to be. Chasing life backwards, learning from the very begginning, to step up again. I'm not afraid anymore, I'm already used to the pain. I have fallen so hard, so hard to the extend that i thought there was no way out, thinking that the only way was death, i was lucky, i cheated death several times. Seriously, I'm immune to this pain now, im slowly getting use to it, learning how to adapt to it, so don worry mummy, its going to be easy this time around. Trust me, i will be stronger than before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/549045927112376539-6596642599438407037?l=akihikotanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/6596642599438407037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=549045927112376539&amp;postID=6596642599438407037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/6596642599438407037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/6596642599438407037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-mummy.html' title='To Mummy'/><author><name>Aki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03905540500688994577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-549045927112376539.post-3783960920823476949</id><published>2009-05-05T20:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T21:09:05.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flashing Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Aki, make sure you be a good boy and study hard so next time you can find money easily ok?" &lt;/em&gt;These were the words that were whispered into my ears since i was small by my grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even my mother had always been using a begger as an example, "&lt;em&gt;Son, you won't want to be him next time right? So you better study hard if not next time you will become like him&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my life i have been told to be successful you will have to make alot of money, to be happy, you have to make alot of money. It's not just told by my family, but even by my friends. I have been chasing life this way all the time, with the perception that money equals to happiness, the more money you make, the happier you get. I never question this statement ever before because it seems like a fact to me. Being brought up in one of the worst ares in town, with gangsters everywhere, with drug addicts everywhere, with prostitutes everywhere, I guess i was bound to screw up somehow. Well, I do agree that it really depends on the person too, whether you have strong dertermintations and all etc. But to be honest, I didn't, I wasn't the brightest student when i was in high school, instead i was one of the worst students. With skipping school to smoking in school uniform to dating at a very young age and not doing homework and all. Well, just imagine putting me in an environment where people are ten times much naughtier than me, till then, what will i become?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I totally admit, I screw up big time. I was so into drugs, so into money, so into girls, so into gambling to the extend that i can sacrifice whatever cost in order to obtain this few things. I told myself ill have to be truthful in this blog, the reason i name it transparency is for this reason. I use to hide things like this, never wanting people to know the dark side of me. I guess it was normal, i mean who would want to look bad? I still remember i was so afraid of letting people know where i stay when i first shifted to Jalan Alor. I was afraid that my friends will look down on me, i was afraid of letting people know my parents was getting poor, i wanted everything not to change, like how i was when i was young, i wanted everything to be the same, but never expecting things to change so dramatically. I used to be a lucky kid, staying with my whole family in a nice 14 room bangalow. Enjoying my little high school life when suddenly there was this dramatic change. As i remembered, it was so sudden, everything was so sudden, from sitting in my room, suddenly mummy comes in banging the door, suddenly asking us to shift out, suddently telling me that we have to leave. We wernt even given a day's notice and yet there it goes, we have to god dam bloody change our environment again. After that day, i know life wont be that easy anymore, i know theres more to come, i just know. Soon after we shifted out, we stayed in numerous places, like Sri Hartamas to Jalan Alor to Sri petaling again then back to Kota Damansara then back to Alor again. Once i was getting comfortable in a certain environment, i dont know why, i have to move on again. Its like god was playing a trick with me. It was already normal for me as a kid to quickly learn how to adapt to any environment i was in. As time passed, I realised that letting people know the truth would be much better than hidding them away, this i paid a high price for this lesson. After going thru all this jack shit, now i know, money does not equal to any happiness, seriously, because even now when im dead poor, i have my happy moments too. So don't be afraid to admit that you are poor, because being rich does not nessary give you happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This wasnt it, the worst part of my life is yet to be mentioned. To summarised all the worst part of my life in a short sentence would be, It's not worth remembering and to mention about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/549045927112376539-3783960920823476949?l=akihikotanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/3783960920823476949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=549045927112376539&amp;postID=3783960920823476949' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/3783960920823476949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/3783960920823476949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/2009/05/flashing-back.html' title='Flashing Back'/><author><name>Aki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03905540500688994577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-549045927112376539.post-3207027438466288128</id><published>2009-05-01T06:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T04:20:15.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reversing Life, A monk's Life</title><content type='html'>Everything has been so sudden, so sudden to the extend that i can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;barely&lt;/span&gt; catch up with my own mind to what is really happening in my life. Some who already know me knows what is really happening, those who do not, here i am to really confess myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;February&lt;/span&gt; 14&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; (Valentines Day), when i still can clearly remember the aches i have on both of my legs. It was due to severe punishment as I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; deserve them. To sum up all my wrongdoings, i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; have to admit its because of drug addiction. I have been trying all means, all ways to quit this habit of taking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ketamine&lt;/span&gt;. Some people might say, "hey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;after all&lt;/span&gt; its just a drug, how hard is it to quit?" to tell you honestly, its not an easy journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pain was so terrible that it will never been forgotten. It's not just the pain on my legs, its the pain of leaving, the pain of being afraid, the pain of being alone, the pain of regret. On this day, Feb 14, is the date that i set off leaving Malaysia to Thailand and be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ordinated&lt;/span&gt; as a monk. The main aim of this is obvious. I need a new environment, i need some room to breath, i need some peace alone, i need to quit this habit. The journey on the bus was upsetting. Making few last calls to few of my best friends as it was way too sudden to leave just like that. I have never expected to leave in such a hurry. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Nevertheless&lt;/span&gt;, I'm used to it. It's always been this way even during childhood. I have already experience dramatic changes in my life, I'm seriously very used to it. I know i can adapt, i know i will survive somehow, i know its not going to be hard, because harder moments were there before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here i am now, after 3 months being in an absolute strange country all by myself. Hearing a brand new language, seeing different culture, having a complete new livelihood. I have to admit, I'm good at adapting to new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;environments&lt;/span&gt; quickly, this was due to my childhood experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is this place? Why am i here? How long will i be here for? When can I go home? these are the questions that pops out of my mind every moment when i first arrive. I keep asking this few questions over and over again hoping that the answer will just appear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This experience, this very experience is something that is worth remembering all my life. Something that is so important, something that i treasure, something that is really worth the time. From the very beginning, the aim was to quit drugs, i made it, 3 months clean, glad about it, i feel happy about it, and most of all i feel proud to admit all this wrongdoings. Its not easy for someone to admit this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;publicly&lt;/span&gt;, but trust me, the truth will always be better than hiding things away. After 3 months of what i have been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;experiencing&lt;/span&gt;, its not enough, i need more time, i want more time, i want to explore more. This is just the very surface of what i have experienced. When i have proper time, ill go in depth with my daily lifestyle as a monk and what i have seriously been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;experiencing&lt;/span&gt; the past 3 months. The places i have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;visited&lt;/span&gt;, the people i have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;encounter&lt;/span&gt;, the moment of thoughts that was so scary that leaves me in tears, the moments of striving hard to understand &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Thai&lt;/span&gt;, the moment of learning how to chant. and the moment of happiness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/549045927112376539-3207027438466288128?l=akihikotanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/3207027438466288128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=549045927112376539&amp;postID=3207027438466288128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/3207027438466288128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/3207027438466288128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/2009/05/reversing-life-monks-life.html' title='Reversing Life, A monk&apos;s Life'/><author><name>Aki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03905540500688994577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-549045927112376539.post-7700106764014333312</id><published>2008-10-25T02:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T03:41:03.909+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jalan alor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jalan kejora'/><title type='text'>Malaysia BOLEH!</title><content type='html'>Recently i was travelling in Vietnam and i met alot of people and normally people would ask me where am I from. I would proudly say,&lt;br /&gt;"I'm from Malaysia"&lt;br /&gt;The respond i normally get is&lt;br /&gt;"Where?"&lt;br /&gt;I would then repeat again&lt;br /&gt;"Malaysia"&lt;br /&gt;Their reaction would be either too shy to ask again or they would say&lt;br /&gt;"Where is that?"&lt;br /&gt;To describe where malaysia is, ill always have to say,&lt;br /&gt;"Do you know where Singapore is?"&lt;br /&gt;The reaction would be&lt;br /&gt;"YES!"&lt;br /&gt;Then i'll have to say,&lt;br /&gt;"Do you know where Thailand is?"&lt;br /&gt;They will say&lt;br /&gt;"Yes"&lt;br /&gt;Sadly enough,&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, Malaysia is between Thailand and Singapore"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was seriously pretty upset, nevertheless, people do not know where our country is does not really matter. It's not really so important to me. The best part was when i was in Vietnam to do some travelling and I totally spend all my Dong and my USD. All i had left was Malaysian Ringgit. I headed to the foreign exchange and guess what? Amazingly, there were no banks that would accept our currency. At that point, i really felt, so ...lost of word to say. Luckily, i met a bunch of Malaysians over there and they were kind enough to accept my Malaysian Ringgit so that i would not starve to death in Vietnam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, fair enough, even though people do not know where my country is and other countries does not accept our currency, its still fine with me. Happily coming back from my lovely trip, i was heading home to my lovely home and to my surprise, my street name has been changed. It used to be called "Jalan Alor" and now they have renamed it to "Jalan Kejora".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so amazing, Now i really wonder where I'm actually staying. Just merely away from home for about 10 days, My street name can be changed. My IC has the address that is called Jalan Alor, My passport has the address with Jalan Alor, All my friends knows i stay in Jalan Alor but now I will have to tell them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, I dont longer stay in Jalan Alor because the City Hall wants me to stay in Venus (Jalan Kejora)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did they even consider anything at all before they do anything or is it because they do not have any brains to think about what consequences there would be? Might as well just change our country's name to Pluto so that people actually know where that is. Things that need to be change will never be changed and things that are not meant to change will change. We the Rakyat want CHANGE, but not this kind of CHANGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say it once more, Malaysia Boleh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/549045927112376539-7700106764014333312?l=akihikotanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/7700106764014333312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=549045927112376539&amp;postID=7700106764014333312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/7700106764014333312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/7700106764014333312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/2008/10/malaysia-boleh.html' title='Malaysia BOLEH!'/><author><name>Aki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03905540500688994577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-549045927112376539.post-7114935193766071968</id><published>2008-07-23T05:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T05:45:40.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>created new blog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/549045927112376539-7114935193766071968?l=akihikotanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/7114935193766071968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=549045927112376539&amp;postID=7114935193766071968' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/7114935193766071968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/7114935193766071968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/2008/07/created-new-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03905540500688994577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-549045927112376539.post-7602201442306533254</id><published>2008-06-20T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T22:38:23.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking pride</title><content type='html'>My article writeup for gameaxis is finally up.&lt;br /&gt;Good feeling&lt;br /&gt;I take good pride with my achievement. I feel good about myself and value all the things I do. I’m so full of myself ain’t i? BTW i have to really Congratulate BONK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/549045927112376539-7602201442306533254?l=akihikotanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/7602201442306533254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=549045927112376539&amp;postID=7602201442306533254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/7602201442306533254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/7602201442306533254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/2008/06/taking-pride.html' title='Taking pride'/><author><name>Aki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03905540500688994577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-549045927112376539.post-3619160489784048147</id><published>2008-06-12T02:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T02:25:32.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suprised clubbing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Woot this is the day where I go crazy. I never had any plannings or what so ever for today. I didn’t actually wanna go clubbing, but I was kind of tempted because I have to drop my friends off in Ruums. After dropping them off I had this bad habit by parking my car at Thai Club jockey. So I decided to “drop by” thai club and Ruums later to meet my friends. Once I reach Thai Club, I paid a visit to my buddy Victor as he works there. I think he loves his job too because he has to face all the Vodka girls every night. I guess I went at a wrong time because all the Vodka girls seem to be in a bad mood. One was complaining about being drugged and another was crying and I have no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK after meeting up with Victor I paid a visit to my another buddy Wayne Kok working in Aloha. Met up with him and had a few chat about football and saw my another buddy at Aloha named Eric Yu. Wtf, he dragged me to his table and kinda didn’t let go off me and made me drink fucking a lot so I got pretty drunk. PS: he was totally gone that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my original plan was to go pay a visit to Ruums, I made my last stop there so that after going there I can head home straight. I met Yee Chai, Kode and my ex Yoyo. Had a few chat with them and well guess what? I didn’t quite enjoy my stay as my ex was just so gone. She was so drugged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/549045927112376539-3619160489784048147?l=akihikotanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/3619160489784048147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=549045927112376539&amp;postID=3619160489784048147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/3619160489784048147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/3619160489784048147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/2008/06/suprised-clubbing.html' title='Suprised clubbing'/><author><name>Aki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03905540500688994577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-549045927112376539.post-8109403735685951651</id><published>2008-06-11T02:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T11:17:09.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Minutes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is the time I feel like I’m loving my job. I had the opportunity to brief a bunch of girls which consist of around 10 to 15 girls. The bad thing is they don’t quite seem appealing to me. What the heck, who cares. I’m sure there’s more to come! First day exposed to this funny word called minutes and I guess ill be stuck with it for quite sometime. I finally know how to write minutes after meeting! I kind of enjoy doing it and I don’t know why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/549045927112376539-8109403735685951651?l=akihikotanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/8109403735685951651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=549045927112376539&amp;postID=8109403735685951651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/8109403735685951651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/8109403735685951651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/2008/06/minutes.html' title='Minutes'/><author><name>Aki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03905540500688994577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-549045927112376539.post-5974583038516705593</id><published>2008-06-09T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T02:06:46.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Warm Welcome</title><content type='html'>Edison joined us at MyCNX. Warm welcome to him. He has been my best friend for the past 6 years and now i have the opportunity to work with him together is my pride. I treasure my friends alot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/549045927112376539-5974583038516705593?l=akihikotanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/5974583038516705593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=549045927112376539&amp;postID=5974583038516705593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/5974583038516705593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/5974583038516705593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/2008/06/warm-welcome.html' title='Warm Welcome'/><author><name>Aki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03905540500688994577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-549045927112376539.post-4691804430008053551</id><published>2008-06-06T02:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T02:04:48.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IPOH trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3 day Trip to IPOH for mycnx carnival&lt;br /&gt;1st day&lt;br /&gt;Venue:             Ipoh Parade&lt;br /&gt;Hotel:               Heritage Hotel&lt;br /&gt;Pax:                 Ck, Flame, Cammy and ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop at Bidor for the duck soup mee. Fucking Fantastic! I should have taken pictures of it. It does not only taste good but it looks good too. The place was packed, we have to wait and survey if there was any empty tables. Once we found our table we had our quick lunch in Bidor since there were so many stocks in our cars and we didn’t feel safe leaving it inside. Once we reach Ipoh we checked in into Heritage Hotel. We requested for an extra bed since there is 3 male and 1 female so the room arrangement is 1 room for the male and 1 room for the female. The bad thing is they do not have any extra bed. Anyway since there is no extra bed we decided to take the other bed from cammy’s room since it is a 2 bed layout. It’s a bit embarrassing carrying the bed across the room when people are looking. They must be thinking we are insane or some shit.&lt;br /&gt;Once I reached Ipoh I was ordered to brief the event girls and yeah wth, I don mind doing it because I like talking to girls. It was a big disappointment, they look so dam different from the pictures I saw from their profile. I now know why we cant trust photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with MOL and Infolient (our partners) and headed for our dinner at 8 pm. Had good food and went to a shop to get some tequila for the drinking night session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day&lt;br /&gt;Once we woke up it was like rush hour, every minutes count because I guess we were kind of late. We had to set up the booth. Everything went on smoothly. Went to IMAX cybercafé to collect some stocks we send over for our event. Event ran up until 9 pm and had dinner with Mol and infolient. Back to hotel and watched football and head to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd Day&lt;br /&gt;As usual the morning always seems to be very rushy because I guess we are great sleepers. Ran event up until 9 pm and headed for dinner as usual. After dinner I had an idea of checking out the spa in Ipoh so me and Flame went to check it out. It was rubishtic or pathetic, they only have four (4) girls in their whole entire spa. Anyway, it’s dam funny. I went into the spa, saw an old lady with two old friends and I requested to check out the girls. The conversation is like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aki: Hey, I would like to check out your girls in this spa.&lt;br /&gt;Auntie: You want only massage or full package?&lt;br /&gt;Aki: hmm..how much is massage and full package?&lt;br /&gt;Auntie: RM 79 and RM 179 for full package&lt;br /&gt;Aki: ok auntie, who are the girls working?&lt;br /&gt;Auntie: Neh, this two right here. *Points at the other two old lady&lt;br /&gt;Aki: erm auntie is there any other girls working?&lt;br /&gt;Auntie: This two you don like?????? Yes there is 2 more upstairs&lt;br /&gt;Aki: No…not really, they are too old. Can I see the other 2 girls?&lt;br /&gt;Auntie: Oh if you don’t like this 2 then I don think you need to see the other 2 upstairs.&lt;br /&gt;Aki: Ok thank you very much *RUNS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to hotel for drinking session&lt;br /&gt;Vomit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/549045927112376539-4691804430008053551?l=akihikotanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/4691804430008053551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=549045927112376539&amp;postID=4691804430008053551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/4691804430008053551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/4691804430008053551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/2008/06/ipoh-trip.html' title='IPOH trip'/><author><name>Aki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03905540500688994577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-549045927112376539.post-7989128163954662187</id><published>2008-06-03T12:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T12:55:55.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK TO MYCNX</title><content type='html'>I have to say it’s a great opportunity for me to once again work in mycnx. It’s like a dream come true. Being able to work in the marketing department. Totally speechless. I don’t think any word can describe how I feel right now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/549045927112376539-7989128163954662187?l=akihikotanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/7989128163954662187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=549045927112376539&amp;postID=7989128163954662187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/7989128163954662187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/7989128163954662187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/2008/06/back-to-mycnx.html' title='BACK TO MYCNX'/><author><name>Aki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03905540500688994577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-549045927112376539.post-5014505037914083596</id><published>2008-05-31T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T12:55:38.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FAREWELL PARTY</title><content type='html'>Today is the day I celebrate my last day in MyCNX Holdings. The people who attended my farewell party is Wee Cheen, Flame, Alex, Alex’s gf, Ah Lik, Chen, Daniel, Stella, Ah Loong, Edison and Keong. We celebrated it in Poppy Garden. Coincidently, it was Enson’s Birthday as well. I was glad to see my college friends once again. Having so much friends in one place is just amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sad part is that my college friends got into a fight. Hong was injured badly. The fight didn’t last long. But anyway, after the fight we continued to party anyway since the bunch of people that caused the fight ran away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poppy closes at 3 am in the morning but all my friends wanted a second round so we decided to head down to a disco named JayJay. Had great fun, partied up until early morning and head home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/549045927112376539-5014505037914083596?l=akihikotanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/5014505037914083596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=549045927112376539&amp;postID=5014505037914083596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/5014505037914083596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/5014505037914083596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/2008/05/farewell-party.html' title='FAREWELL PARTY'/><author><name>Aki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03905540500688994577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-549045927112376539.post-791071200434963220</id><published>2008-05-27T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T12:55:00.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too many choices with too little time</title><content type='html'>I believe at a point in life everyone will have to face this. To make big choices and really decide in life for what I really want out of it. I came to a conclusion, and I will fight for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The choices I can choose firstly is to get my ass back to uni and continue my student life. Secondly, ill be hunting for jobs in the online game industry for the marketing department and lastly, it is to go Sarawak to learn how to do business over there. Every choice I make will have a very big impact for me. What is it that I really want out of life? This is the main question that has given me much headache this few nights. My current job is great, with great friends, great potential company, but its just because I realised I want a different job scope and this company currently does not have any slot for me. So I decided to leave this company and chase my career one step further.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/549045927112376539-791071200434963220?l=akihikotanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/791071200434963220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=549045927112376539&amp;postID=791071200434963220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/791071200434963220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/791071200434963220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/2008/05/too-many-choices-with-too-little-time.html' title='Too many choices with too little time'/><author><name>Aki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03905540500688994577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-549045927112376539.post-8805828805898902267</id><published>2008-05-24T22:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T14:37:51.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Triple Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Finally it’s the weekend, all this massive plans keep rushing through my head. Where should I go? What should I do? Who should I be with? Are the questions that hit me real hard on my weekends. But well, normally I don’t really need to plan much as plans will automatically come. Had a very big surprise called as my friend from terengganu came back to K.L for his 5 days 4 night trip. Well he loves Japanese food so he decided to go to my dad’s restaurant to eat. He is one cool guy because he always and I mean always offer to pay. One true friend that I really like being with. There are some bastards that actually always DON PAY and stick on to us like a bee which I find dam annoying at times. Cmon, don you feel guilty if you keep doing this kind of actions? I mean, once a while is okay but…every time is just too much. I definitely would not like to mention names on this kind of issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was great, Steven, my friend from terengganu brought two beautiful girls with him along for dinner. One of them is his girl friend and another is his girl friends best friend. Had a great meal and drank a lot of sake (Japanese rice wine). It was good to catch up with him once again. I had always enjoyed my moments with him because we both are reallll alcoholics! We love to drink while we eat. The enjoyment of putting a piece of sashimi inside the mouth and drinking a cup of hot sake and wait for the hot sake to cook a bit in your mouth before you swallow it in is just remarkable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner I felt a bit tipsy, obviously for Steven, dinner is never enough. What’s the next plan? Obviously Steven would choose somewhere where we can get ourselves drunk! Aloha was our next destination! I decided to call Jerry who is the floor manager in Aloha to arrange a table for four for me. Jerry did a marvellous job, gave us a very good table with a very good view of the dance floor. Many thanks to him as it was Saturday and I really didn’t expect a good table or even a table at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While clubbing at Aloha, I yet received another phonecall from my Uni friend Suan Kuan. He told me he was at poppy. Well, since poppy was just next door I decided to pay him a visit. Once I reached the table, I saw Suan and a girl camwhoring. While they were camwhoring I decided to play a prank on them. What I did was I went and snatch the camera and pretend to walk away. With my surprise, the girl held my shoulder and pulled me back giving me this very fierce look! Hahaha, she thought I was a thief trying to steal her camera. The look on her face was…priceless! After Suan explained to her and solved her confusion she became real friendly. By the way, she’s pretty hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay after all this; I had to drop by another club before I’m satisfied. The next club I went to was Thaiclub. I had to drop by because I parked my car at Thaiclub’s jockey. Went inside and talked to a couple of staff working there. Found out that there have been many changes. Found out that Lingish, Danny, Vincent and Bryan had all resigned. Thaiclub will never be the same without them! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/549045927112376539-8805828805898902267?l=akihikotanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/8805828805898902267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=549045927112376539&amp;postID=8805828805898902267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/8805828805898902267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/8805828805898902267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/2008/05/triple-visit.html' title='Triple Visit'/><author><name>Aki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03905540500688994577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-549045927112376539.post-6304765267162918428</id><published>2008-05-22T12:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T13:02:28.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MIRACLE?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SDT9lKPhzfI/AAAAAAAAABY/LfNWR8poH3o/s1600-h/DSC00008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203062284366237170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SDT9lKPhzfI/AAAAAAAAABY/LfNWR8poH3o/s320/DSC00008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A picture has more than a thousand ringgit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SDT9DaPhzeI/AAAAAAAAABQ/BYQ0ozsuN_8/s1600-h/number+copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203061704545652194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SDT9DaPhzeI/AAAAAAAAABQ/BYQ0ozsuN_8/s320/number+copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Totally speechless....I was so stressed out on how to repay victor since the due date is on wednesday but then this came along. 3rd prize with 1.5k RM just nice to cover all my bribing cost. THANK GOD~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/549045927112376539-6304765267162918428?l=akihikotanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/6304765267162918428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=549045927112376539&amp;postID=6304765267162918428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/6304765267162918428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/6304765267162918428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/2008/05/miracle_22.html' title='MIRACLE?'/><author><name>Aki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03905540500688994577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SDT9lKPhzfI/AAAAAAAAABY/LfNWR8poH3o/s72-c/DSC00008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-549045927112376539.post-4736683526911113450</id><published>2008-05-20T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T12:32:59.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>massive RENOVATION!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today seems to be very gloomy, I was nearly bored to death at office. No mood and all worrying about the RM 1.5k that I need to return to Victor on Wednesday since that’s the due date. So I decided to make myself happy. Decided to dine in at my dad’s restaurant after work but couldn’t find anyone to accompany me. I started asking around in office to my colleagues and I found three good friends to come dine in with me. They had to sacrifice their gym session just because of me. Well, I hope I didn’t disappoint them. First and foremost I would like to congratulate our Assistant Manager Wee Cheen for being promoted to AM, and my supervisor Alex in an increase of salary and finally to Flame kok to a promotion to marketing department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my surprise, since I have not been back to my dad’s restaurant for quiet sometime, the renovation is just impressive. They did a massive renovation on the restaurant. It’s been a while since I last saw my dad. Did some catch up and I really did enjoy the moment of being with him. I’m glad that he is having a good life now. Kind of jealous when he told me he’s getting his new car and kept on bragging about it. I just love my dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner I was abit tipsy from drinking with my colleagues. Head back home and while I was driving home I got a phone call from my friend. GUESS WHAT? Its WAI LEONG’s Birthdayyyy! I brought him a bottle of Jack Daniels for his birthday present. Ate dinner in a restaurant called Sun Chui Yuen which is in Alor. Pretty filled up after eating at my dad’s restaurant so I didn’t really have the appetite to eat again. What makes me sick is the whole table is full with sea food again. I just had a meal in my dad’s restaurant with seafood and now a table full of seafood again. After supper, I was dead tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/549045927112376539-4736683526911113450?l=akihikotanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/4736683526911113450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=549045927112376539&amp;postID=4736683526911113450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/4736683526911113450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/4736683526911113450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/2008/05/massive-renovation.html' title='massive RENOVATION!'/><author><name>Aki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03905540500688994577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-549045927112376539.post-4509533237985432239</id><published>2008-05-19T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T12:30:35.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FIGHT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today was great as I finally get to meet up with one of my best friend RACH! Enjoyed my dinner although I didn’t eat much but yeah, its good to see her again. We had our dinner in Alor with her family in a restaurant called WONG AH WAH. Kinda sick of the food there since I regularly dine in that place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my dinner I really had nothing to do so I kinda lepaked in alor with all the vcd vendors and chatted with them up until late night. While we were sitting on the streets of Alor, there was this farktard speeding up and down Alor. The road of Alor is already very narrowed. This farktard was so retarted that he didnt just do it once but twice. Eventually he had to face his consequences. Got wacked up pretty badly for his stupid actions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/549045927112376539-4509533237985432239?l=akihikotanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/4509533237985432239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=549045927112376539&amp;postID=4509533237985432239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/4509533237985432239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/4509533237985432239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/2008/05/fight.html' title='FIGHT!'/><author><name>Aki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03905540500688994577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-549045927112376539.post-940965417909048691</id><published>2008-05-17T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T12:28:48.862+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bribe'/><title type='text'>Double experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Since the first time in Princess lulu was so amazing, we decided to go for the second time. Princess lulu never failed us once again with all the amazing girls they have to offer. The mummy that served us was freaking cool. Although she’s not hot (normally mummy is the old one), she’s real sporting. We took out our left over bottle from the last time we came. I’ll share a slightly more on what happened in the room that night. We were so playful until we didn’t have enough room space and called the boy to stack up the tables for us so we could have more space to dance. The lighting system there is just so amazing. They even have disco lights in the room. After all the enjoyment in this fab night club we headed back at around 4am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I got into the car, I drove off and wave good bye to my friends and kiss them good bye. Once I got into the T-Junction. What? Do you really think nothing happen after 4am? FUCK THIS IS THE WORST PART! 6 fucking police man came with their super bike and surrounded my car. They knocked on my window and ask me to give them my IC and all. After all that procedure, the police looked at me and suspect something was real wrong with me. Cmon, I was on estacy and OBVIOUSLY I wasn’t at normal state. They chatted with me for like 5 minutes before they suggest to search my car. I obliged to them and let them do whatever fuck they wanna do. After several search yet they still could not find anything, they don’t seem to be satisfied. So they finally search my body and guess what? They got their JackPOT. I had drugs with me that night and yeah, I got caught. Lucky me, to be a good speaker and all, I negotiated with them and they became real good friends with me. The worst part was I didn’t really have much cash in hand with me so I had to call my friend Victor the HERO that saved my night to come and bring some fabulous cash over. Yeah, I bribe them with RM 1500 and they offered me back my drugs. Thank GOD I’m in Malaysia! After all this is a win-win situation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/549045927112376539-940965417909048691?l=akihikotanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/940965417909048691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=549045927112376539&amp;postID=940965417909048691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/940965417909048691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/940965417909048691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/2008/05/double-experience.html' title='Double experience'/><author><name>Aki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03905540500688994577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-549045927112376539.post-742931335174361052</id><published>2008-05-13T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T12:21:59.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohana aka Venice?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ohana, a fun pub and bistro was where we spend our night today. Ohana had changed its name to Venice and had some renovation done. Today was considered the launching day for Venice as Ohana will no longer exist. Normally the place would be very quiet and boring, but today seems to be really happening. I guess this was because of the name changing and do we consider it as a new pub? After all the boss is still the same person. They hired funny pole dancing girls all around dancing on each pole. The funny thing is the place is empty and the girls seems to be dancing for themselves. There were no one watching them apart from our group of friends. I kind of pity them, they seem so bored. I got bullied by my friends by playing a guessing game as they were all picking on me. I got quite tipsy after a few drinks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My friend then popped me an estacy. When Venice was about to close at 3 we decided to go for a 2nd round as the estacy kick has not gone yet. We went to this disco called Yahoo in Kuchai Lama. While I was enjoying myself, I felt that there was someone cock staring at me. I felt dam uncomfortable. He kept approaching me trying to start a conversation with me asking me stupid questions like “are you blur or are you faking it?” For god’s sake, does it matter whether I was blur or not blur? I don’t even know HIM! Eventually I found out that he was the boyfriend of my best friends sister and he was jealous because I was talking to her girl friend. I seriously swear he has got some attitude problem. Went back at around 6 in the morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/549045927112376539-742931335174361052?l=akihikotanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/742931335174361052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=549045927112376539&amp;postID=742931335174361052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/742931335174361052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/742931335174361052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/2008/05/ohana-aka-venice.html' title='Ohana aka Venice?'/><author><name>Aki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03905540500688994577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-549045927112376539.post-4766838891134503540</id><published>2008-05-09T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T12:20:21.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 great events</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There were two great events that happened today. First and foremost, our cybercafé named EasyCafe has officially been opened. It was good to finally see everything in shape. This cyber café means a lot to me and my aunt, from seeing it as an empty space to slowly adding the air condition to slowly seeing all the tables coming in and to slowly see all the lines being setup and finally filling it up with PC is definitely great. The feeling of seeing something from scratch to its final stage is always something good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second great event is my friend’s bachelor party. It wasn’t really a bachelor party for the groom instead it became OUR bachelor party. He had his party in his house in Kajang but it didn’t really turn out to be “happening”. Reached at 10pm and left at 12am. The fun really kicks in after we left the grooms house. It’s just so amazing how we can use our friend’s bachelor party as an excuse just for us to celebrate. My whole group of friend decided to go to a night club called Gold Mine. To me, it was utter crap and I didn’t really enjoy my time there. Eventually everyone felt the same as I did and decided to leave the place early and party for the 3rd round. Our next location was a SPA called Saboon. The spa was great with great facilities. Sinking into the hot water after a long day was just an experience unspeakable. Having your good friends by your side half naked holding the cigs and relaxing was just amazing. We left the place at 5 in the morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/549045927112376539-4766838891134503540?l=akihikotanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/4766838891134503540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=549045927112376539&amp;postID=4766838891134503540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/4766838891134503540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/4766838891134503540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/2008/05/2-great-events.html' title='2 great events'/><author><name>Aki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03905540500688994577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-549045927112376539.post-5844719382435387297</id><published>2008-04-30T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T19:49:51.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess Lulu</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I got a very special call from someone very special. He has a very special name too. His name is called “Moutiu”. I have no idea why on earth anyone will call themselves that but anyway, he called me to catch up with him and meet him in his usual lepak place cyber café called Gamebox located in cheras leisuremall. This so called meet up and catch up lead us to a funny nightclub called Princess Lulu. It was a total random shit. I was kinda confused why I actually end up in a nightclub as well. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The place looks dam weird outside as it looks like its closed but when you enter inside, its like a whole new different world. Well, to be honest, I was kinda scared because I wasn’t really used to going to such nightclubs. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;We have to enter from the backdoor because the front door is closed and locked. The feeling was horrible when we were walking to the back ally. I have this feeling like someone is going to rob us or something. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The worst is when we enter the place, the door was all metallic with all the locks and all. To me it seems like once you enter, its impossible to come back out. Once we enter, we have to walk up the stairs and I saw a lot of people holding walkie talkies saying that there is customer and they are coming up. One of them led us to a room and took our orders. The room seems kind of runned down but well, we really enjoyed our stay there. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;What happened there should be left behind over there and I guess its best not to mention it. Although the price was pretty expensive, I guess it was worth it. We went back at around 5 in the morning.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/549045927112376539-5844719382435387297?l=akihikotanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/5844719382435387297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=549045927112376539&amp;postID=5844719382435387297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/5844719382435387297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/5844719382435387297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/2008/04/princess-lulu.html' title='Princess Lulu'/><author><name>Aki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03905540500688994577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-549045927112376539.post-3467442208496265340</id><published>2008-04-21T23:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T19:41:57.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryan's birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SC1wPCzwhCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/j0GNrWTXcTk/s1600-h/DSC00436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200936548437099554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SC1wPCzwhCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/j0GNrWTXcTk/s320/DSC00436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan, a friend of mine who I have known for years is celebrating his birthday today. I didn’t really have the mood to go because I was kinda broke. Going to the party means using up more cash. But well since I knew him so long I kinda don have a choice but to attend to his party. It was good to see all my old friends which I use to hang around when I was about 15 or 16. During that time it was my gaming life period where I spend almost all my time on gaming. Those are the friends or so called brothers that actually had the same aim as me. We could game for days without sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200937115372782642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SC1wwCzwhDI/AAAAAAAAAAk/W16tWKnlUF0/s320/DSC00432.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party started off with a very boring mood. Where everyone is just sitting around smoking or staring on the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200937759617877058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SC1xVizwhEI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7Y12BBJ26MQ/s320/DSC00434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mood eventually changed when one of my friend Jay came. To be honest, I think he is a great singer. Accompanied by my other friend Choy, they both really rocked the scene. Both of their voice were amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200938038790751314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SC1xlyzwhFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/QMSSZXu2xbk/s320/DSC00440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The focus point was not on ryan that day but instead on our beloved friend Kenneth. He was totally wasted. Vomitted and was stoned for I guess the whole time he was in that room. He was hyperactive at first, but after a while, he seems like he was in his own sweet world sleeping on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200938674445911138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SC1yKyzwhGI/AAAAAAAAAA8/mxybgYz7L18/s320/DSC00442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Look at the birthday boy, i have no idea why he seems so amused with the cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/549045927112376539-3467442208496265340?l=akihikotanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/3467442208496265340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=549045927112376539&amp;postID=3467442208496265340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/3467442208496265340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/3467442208496265340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/2008/04/ryans-birthday.html' title='Ryan&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>Aki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03905540500688994577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OvzcodtkIlw/SC1wPCzwhCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/j0GNrWTXcTk/s72-c/DSC00436.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-549045927112376539.post-347858037765012966</id><published>2008-04-20T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T19:11:53.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random shits</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, today wasn't a great day as I expect myself to stay at home the whole farking day which I didn’t thought I would actually do. Well I woke up kinda late due to some serious chasing of movies yesterday night and yeah, I have to say I enjoyed yesterday night a lot. I still have some hang overs from yesterday as I was drinking while watching a few movies. To think of it, I really don have much plans recently, my life was once really very happening but now it seems to have saddened down a lot. I guess this is due to the income Im having now compared to the income I use to earn. Well I guess that’s not a big deal as I’m really happy with my lifestyle too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was invited to watch the forbidden kingdom once again as I had watched it yesterday and its so funny because Im gonna watch it again with the same group of –people. Enjoying the movie so much that it’s a must to watch it again. The fight sence was amazing as it has Jet li and Jacky Chan doing most of the cool fighting sences as I enjoyed the most to the maximum and I was actually waiting for almost half a year for this movie to come out and I love the moment of watching it although I didn’t quiet enjoy the idea of them adding the farking guai lou inside the movie. It makes the Chinese feel so weird. How can the king, monkey god speak English. The language part was the only thing that fucks it up.&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/549045927112376539-347858037765012966?l=akihikotanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/347858037765012966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=549045927112376539&amp;postID=347858037765012966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/347858037765012966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/347858037765012966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/2008/04/random-shits.html' title='random shits'/><author><name>Aki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03905540500688994577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-549045927112376539.post-8873947923586017822</id><published>2008-04-17T18:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T19:11:08.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First entry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A Blog can be defined in many ways by many different people. How I see or how I define my blog is that it is an entry or an online diary where I keep track on what had happened to my life and how I see my life and my perspective of it. If there is anything you find offensive you can always close it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is the first entry i'm gonna write on my blog (feeling excited). I feel that this is necessary because I want to keep track on all the things i find interesting that has happened. I might expose things that might harm certain people so i'll try my best not to include any names in my blog when I'm touching on sensitive topics.&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/549045927112376539-8873947923586017822?l=akihikotanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/8873947923586017822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=549045927112376539&amp;postID=8873947923586017822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/8873947923586017822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/549045927112376539/posts/default/8873947923586017822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akihikotanabe.blogspot.com/2008/05/first-entry.html' title='First entry'/><author><name>Aki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03905540500688994577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
