tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19118059005438474332024-03-19T16:19:25.503+08:00D MajorSimplicity is the ultimate sophisticationKai Binhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00678698538477318943noreply@blogger.comBlogger113125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911805900543847433.post-35202605876924722152011-08-27T03:51:00.003+08:002011-08-27T03:59:42.132+08:00The Last One<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfbiFRuOzFn1myAstgLlx2g554yP1YrUNQi6rCzIY2kpqkOaKhbF4coJRk0LcfOF5QZiqClXkN2qxmOYLmVvQt9Lmx3XabliHksTFjqLWo-tAng9V3LqBQS-E2D0Fc0Wg6nxAef6yoMVq1/s1600/IMG_2987.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfbiFRuOzFn1myAstgLlx2g554yP1YrUNQi6rCzIY2kpqkOaKhbF4coJRk0LcfOF5QZiqClXkN2qxmOYLmVvQt9Lmx3XabliHksTFjqLWo-tAng9V3LqBQS-E2D0Fc0Wg6nxAef6yoMVq1/s400/IMG_2987.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645256102570421362" /></a>Yea been leaving this blog desserted for some time.<div>
<br /></div><div>And yes, this will be the last post for this blog.</div><div>
<br /></div><div>After all the things that happened around, its time to make some changes, again.</div><div>
<br /></div><div>Something has to be done.</div><div>
<br /></div><div>And this is just the beginning.</div>Kai Binhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00678698538477318943noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911805900543847433.post-88918773555091424572011-08-04T04:16:00.001+08:002011-08-04T04:24:07.387+08:00Empty Week<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0vhlist_1cqGUac5T9AsHkeQyInDpYxzYjL_sBfVhKqyRtC3evrQHpmjioKFcNdHMsSIVO00OC5WJkc-lF_RmEjqwtGwki9e7_1hyGeYGP-ePRexZ5vkfv6IrWVMsRcrgKQlfuf9x92d9/s1600/IMG_2266.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0vhlist_1cqGUac5T9AsHkeQyInDpYxzYjL_sBfVhKqyRtC3evrQHpmjioKFcNdHMsSIVO00OC5WJkc-lF_RmEjqwtGwki9e7_1hyGeYGP-ePRexZ5vkfv6IrWVMsRcrgKQlfuf9x92d9/s400/IMG_2266.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636727144679614946" /></a>I miss Bali wtf.<div><br /></div><div>Damn it.</div>Kai Binhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00678698538477318943noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911805900543847433.post-25570798352615406912011-07-23T02:53:00.005+08:002011-07-23T05:02:28.571+08:00Bali The Trip<div style="text-align: left;">One of the most adventurous trip.</div><div><div>
<br /></div><div>The first night we nearly got conned by paying R400,000 for taxi to Canggu, tats rm144. And the taxi counter charged only R135,000. Very well to our first impression of Bali.</div><div>
<br /></div><div>The hostel we booked, <a href="http://www.echolandbali.com/default.asp">Echoland Bed and Breakfast</a> in Canggu. Our best stay in Bali. Friendly boss and staffs. Down there is the view from the top floor in the morning.</div></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU4e2nwSMyjb1Bz2QXXXEyNW2u7uI0Dov5HXl0Twfi8Kg9Q2Np2Cn8bIaxcYw3JcW5NUcL_i767CWUkUPuYfmdaNQ0o0GyHqbYyWrgKXz7vENqcMuQwSUVMc8eMhsLFvmixXqDlzQ0AtG3/s1600/IMG_2037.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU4e2nwSMyjb1Bz2QXXXEyNW2u7uI0Dov5HXl0Twfi8Kg9Q2Np2Cn8bIaxcYw3JcW5NUcL_i767CWUkUPuYfmdaNQ0o0GyHqbYyWrgKXz7vENqcMuQwSUVMc8eMhsLFvmixXqDlzQ0AtG3/s400/IMG_2037.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632255022733692898" /></a>And the beach nearby.
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLHzF3X7JVK2xRSOtTbRZtkMSQpng6jNdaDBi69macg82k-hTWKmizPljFJZGb1FqROeVMuv8sYxOxCXlMgJGyaLHMApHD9k6atAaqrdlkEPRi8127CDqdstvkmtsO0jwtF6l4bASZLX0q/s1600/IMG_2062.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLHzF3X7JVK2xRSOtTbRZtkMSQpng6jNdaDBi69macg82k-hTWKmizPljFJZGb1FqROeVMuv8sYxOxCXlMgJGyaLHMApHD9k6atAaqrdlkEPRi8127CDqdstvkmtsO0jwtF6l4bASZLX0q/s400/IMG_2062.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632255017241929282" /></a><div style="text-align: left;">But Canggu have serious problem for us, food and activities. We aint pro surfer and we dont wanna die young so fuck it. Night time was really quiet, the only thing left was Bintang and Bintang and tats it. </div><div style="text-align: left;">
<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">After some discussion, we bounced to Legian and stayed at the stupid Tune Hotel. Fuck up hotel.</div><div style="text-align: left;">
<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">So the whole afternoon by the beach. Was quite fun btw, bikinis everywhere, good for us. </div><div style="text-align: left;">
<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">There's the Legian sunset.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><meta charset="utf-8"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYC7WtZZPXyee2olX4AMuXFHwfegEZrckQjr0NbYnF21wGa6og1qtmH18kGjUF6Bl1YJcS-SIHofMOppe-n57JOfmG5L4cRga_pO5NYsr1o8PI0iEJ9mLx_gs_cl2zOJC-NPFZLffOu_jr/s400/IMG_2174.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632258083657892034" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></div><div>Next day in Kuta with 2 days of surfing. </div><div>
<br /></div><div>Surfing, fuckin fun. Tho fuck the sea water drinking and bruises all over my legs. But for the few seconds of standing up on the surf board with good wave and in the end were usually crashed back to the wave and the board flew high up. But seriously syok max. </div><div>
<br /></div><div>And another sunset from Kuta.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUveq4Mt72hUZNnf-o6DDMjodbjsJV_89JPnxsysts6qJV6lGvbZj1CJDc3FvReLItqfJIcPuKZA9fFph2e4I1cP2q6ScXLlFPQfqEdwVuDG1Up3FAQ0Co0KDuxo6B6rHOZwYo2zMWKlfc/s1600/IMG_2287.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUveq4Mt72hUZNnf-o6DDMjodbjsJV_89JPnxsysts6qJV6lGvbZj1CJDc3FvReLItqfJIcPuKZA9fFph2e4I1cP2q6ScXLlFPQfqEdwVuDG1Up3FAQ0Co0KDuxo6B6rHOZwYo2zMWKlfc/s400/IMG_2287.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632255008864679746" /></a>Then night at Hard Rock Cafe with live band, the Siluet. <div>
<br /></div><div>They are fuckin good.
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ2yHOXlZMK8dHF7ICd9TViWOYc4tjj8OUrkhtrepYLJNirbbgW7uNunADzFAKDxqe5K26cX5gmj6m_dXdSK_-7fDg81zoW_Aoait8xshS0hL4C-APyv2p8wFAmgBjqOBW7GYOfTXi3LB0/s1600/IMG_2213.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ2yHOXlZMK8dHF7ICd9TViWOYc4tjj8OUrkhtrepYLJNirbbgW7uNunADzFAKDxqe5K26cX5gmj6m_dXdSK_-7fDg81zoW_Aoait8xshS0hL4C-APyv2p8wFAmgBjqOBW7GYOfTXi3LB0/s400/IMG_2213.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632254996486490674" /></a>Next day was some sightseeings.</div><div>
<br /></div><div><div>Uluwatu.</div><div><meta charset="utf-8"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8SGk68Pg48sXwlJOKgiXfoER_BAZg8cXZoNd2H3phRjYr_2DkC6yFKkNx4tzZsNj1Ui_5W7O8r2m2qh_9jGv1yxbBwod47tb9J2tsGnXc_J_IDZh8GktFtdNNjebvxipD6N7jmjbiuGLh/s1600/IMG_2561.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8SGk68Pg48sXwlJOKgiXfoER_BAZg8cXZoNd2H3phRjYr_2DkC6yFKkNx4tzZsNj1Ui_5W7O8r2m2qh_9jGv1yxbBwod47tb9J2tsGnXc_J_IDZh8GktFtdNNjebvxipD6N7jmjbiuGLh/s400/IMG_2561.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632258085105074386" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></a><div style="text-align: left;">Paddy fields.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYC7WtZZPXyee2olX4AMuXFHwfegEZrckQjr0NbYnF21wGa6og1qtmH18kGjUF6Bl1YJcS-SIHofMOppe-n57JOfmG5L4cRga_pO5NYsr1o8PI0iEJ9mLx_gs_cl2zOJC-NPFZLffOu_jr/s1600/IMG_2174.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRySyeFNaIfZURDH6l7037yC6pJkTCWWvDzVTxhDCOg-_MxD835epZjGOFj3S_uqH07K-2xKWagKdhRWzkoJ-0_tVf4Fx7ebFKKWArGSfk02DaSiS8idWzJVDpI0OQoTR3ejQq3Yv2zgRy/s1600/IMG_2620.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRySyeFNaIfZURDH6l7037yC6pJkTCWWvDzVTxhDCOg-_MxD835epZjGOFj3S_uqH07K-2xKWagKdhRWzkoJ-0_tVf4Fx7ebFKKWArGSfk02DaSiS8idWzJVDpI0OQoTR3ejQq3Yv2zgRy/s400/IMG_2620.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632258076726205506" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a><meta charset="utf-8"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">Tanah Lot.
<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="margin-right: auto; margin-left: auto;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhViW_putYMktWe_9Sj9rA5PukI55l9tRSigmWscPyY7Lzp1LlZhaPkWQ2bbxvpr92DNLZ7R_5e5Sd0RNlzozVREXUK2LBtnj2xmuxsDjIh2hr36TqZ1LUUTParmeOw6dsSuZTex-UytRlf/s400/IMG_2637.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632264433595336994" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></span></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyLlQBUWZ3qrX1QcJt0fQxBnqvYT4dkBHmR3Xikf2MqXdXkU1kSzvHXLRkwHB4k7Z2jyvq7NYIl0iB1XVYodaYBDr9YDNnICHIDs9VFYnYSlH99Ht371gyu1FNUI918hPyHINvs-CgNqyp/s1600/IMG_2792.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyLlQBUWZ3qrX1QcJt0fQxBnqvYT4dkBHmR3Xikf2MqXdXkU1kSzvHXLRkwHB4k7Z2jyvq7NYIl0iB1XVYodaYBDr9YDNnICHIDs9VFYnYSlH99Ht371gyu1FNUI918hPyHINvs-CgNqyp/s400/IMG_2792.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632258075971868930" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a>And the partner in crime, Siang.
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIRrusJ8-w5vPvsbYQDfcybO_qdA3lYYlxRzKw9YTTRig2vEuErtea9Y1HXQXAYNdaaxDNXonP2G8mRST7pmTxqUNMEzAaI__EB6xWPV5lHRGUnbg5QzoCOr6yxFAMf_Yi0RyvTKMrqSxq/s1600/IMG_2670.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIRrusJ8-w5vPvsbYQDfcybO_qdA3lYYlxRzKw9YTTRig2vEuErtea9Y1HXQXAYNdaaxDNXonP2G8mRST7pmTxqUNMEzAaI__EB6xWPV5lHRGUnbg5QzoCOr6yxFAMf_Yi0RyvTKMrqSxq/s400/IMG_2670.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632258071700192946" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></div><div>More photos in <a href="https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.2143748665959.122736.1013505489&type=1">FB</a>.</div></div><div>
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<br /></div><div>Well, we learnt some lessons from the trip.</div><div>
<br /></div><div>We had bad experience over the money changing in Kuta, the unauthorized money changers. </div><div>
<br /></div><div>One with the most advanced calculator i ever seen in my life. 120x2900=291,000, fuck tat and fuck off.</div><div>
<br /></div><div>Another with magic hands and few notes went missing in the end, magic shit, then suddenly came out with dont know wtf 10% commission deducted. Things went fucked up and i wasnt free to fuck around with tat ass so fuck tat shit.</div><div>
<br /></div><div>Moral of the story, get more cash there and save some trouble for yourself.</div><div>
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<br /></div><div>And also, fuck Kuta.</div><div>
<br /></div><div>Wats in Kuta? Clubs bars pubs, whites, bikes, cars, traffic jam, locals, mushrooms. Food, not really. Local asses, too many. Other than surfing and beach everything else is fucked up. Btw mushrooms aint my shit, but Bintang is, and i had countless of it. </div><div>
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<br /></div><div>Did i say we stayed at 4 different places for 5 nights? </div><div>
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<br /></div><div>And so tats all for the Bali. </div><div>
<br /></div><div>Im looking forward to the next one, Langkawi!</div>Kai Binhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00678698538477318943noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911805900543847433.post-13598220315948285942011-07-16T02:53:00.002+08:002011-07-16T03:44:00.882+08:00Bali<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaa2MkS0b4iK7n7Qfe3tI-esBR7p9s-16CvXiYC8ZfULTjq1_T61fKof6xnsjvNWkvpmvVdEUOoyUaF97UUzqPxuTvxthyphenhyphenMre1KvJ2d2c31ugbu44IJTWzUFueyCMLLcjU4lVvuMrkAsuv/s1600/IMG_0438.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaa2MkS0b4iK7n7Qfe3tI-esBR7p9s-16CvXiYC8ZfULTjq1_T61fKof6xnsjvNWkvpmvVdEUOoyUaF97UUzqPxuTvxthyphenhyphenMre1KvJ2d2c31ugbu44IJTWzUFueyCMLLcjU4lVvuMrkAsuv/s400/IMG_0438.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629667122753952898" /></a>There goes my Bali trip.<div><br /></div><div>Enjoyed it? </div><div><br /></div><div>Well this trip is kind of Westerners travelers style so somehow i just dont know how to describe the trip.</div><div><br /></div><div>But now im fuckin lazy to post the whole thing tonight.</div><div><br /></div><div>I'll let the photo do the work.</div>Kai Binhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00678698538477318943noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911805900543847433.post-80638279000515997952011-07-08T21:40:00.002+08:002011-07-08T23:52:47.004+08:00Birthday<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXs-wGZMjTPIE9Fh70tviMGaXMXvFh5U6wX6_oHL4Vz-iPYXRY8ZQaRPEYRuIiLf-6nPuigHmI4uL2hJPwh3XcZoBGaMzD9V9Lx0tUVHrRKtG9LUHwtXvmk2-Q-y-RfnURzoC92h1mA1AP/s1600/IMG_0425.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXs-wGZMjTPIE9Fh70tviMGaXMXvFh5U6wX6_oHL4Vz-iPYXRY8ZQaRPEYRuIiLf-6nPuigHmI4uL2hJPwh3XcZoBGaMzD9V9Lx0tUVHrRKtG9LUHwtXvmk2-Q-y-RfnURzoC92h1mA1AP/s400/IMG_0425.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626977894777454114" /></a><div>Im the joker.</div><div><br /></div><div>Yea i had great time with my friends and family on my birthday. </div><div><br /></div><div>I cant ask for more. </div><div><br /></div><div>So thank you very much, you guys rock my birthday. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Btw i'll be off to bali on Sunday. </div><div><br /></div><div>Party mode ON.</div><div><br /></div><div>And till then, cheerio. </div>Kai Binhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00678698538477318943noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911805900543847433.post-23450475415900960172011-06-25T04:02:00.002+08:002011-06-25T05:06:36.300+08:00Me<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga6w4iamk3ZiMbBj2J15WY3z383np7EYRah5hCF_O_YcvluRVJbbClsDBwFh2KT4_NMrw1NqJvQynV_4yiygchZ9SL3iNZ5L0MQOAu-o_6vxgDyR01Hle6k93zWPfkpfEKwxAm9bIKj3Ox/s1600/IMG_5315.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga6w4iamk3ZiMbBj2J15WY3z383np7EYRah5hCF_O_YcvluRVJbbClsDBwFh2KT4_NMrw1NqJvQynV_4yiygchZ9SL3iNZ5L0MQOAu-o_6vxgDyR01Hle6k93zWPfkpfEKwxAm9bIKj3Ox/s400/IMG_5315.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621894736473807858" /></a>I'm so going to do my thing. <div><br /></div><div>Cant stand the way i stay at one spot and do nothing.</div><div><br /></div><div>I'm moving forward. </div><div><br /></div><div>That's me.</div>Kai Binhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00678698538477318943noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911805900543847433.post-41020847298658153582011-06-22T01:44:00.006+08:002011-06-22T02:27:09.594+08:00Singapore<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgex1Xn7Sz3j93qMCptybhom_FGqHncRTkeq_o-I94TywL5ejDjHTA0_IQAmaRtzpOIA2Hy4AHEHPOGEMffnyMfnYRog_eSEmG7EI5LyTBBsXikhMf-7fxpjOydyLC-np6KINpMzW1rWTCM/s1600/IMG_1908.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgex1Xn7Sz3j93qMCptybhom_FGqHncRTkeq_o-I94TywL5ejDjHTA0_IQAmaRtzpOIA2Hy4AHEHPOGEMffnyMfnYRog_eSEmG7EI5LyTBBsXikhMf-7fxpjOydyLC-np6KINpMzW1rWTCM/s400/IMG_1908.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620733181715047090" /></a></div>Alright, my Singapore trip.<div>
<br /></div><div>Me and my <a href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=565227114">bro</a> Lip we nailed it man.</div><div>
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<br /></div><div>It was a so called drinking trip. </div><div>
<br /></div><div>Namely Clarke Quay, Butter Factory and Beer Fest were the places we went to.</div><div>
<br /></div><div>And of course some must go like Orchard and Sentosa, but nothing special tats it.</div><div>
<br /></div><div><meta charset="utf-8"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKn9eZJrDXMSqay_EOVU-qjA4RYqPtx-iI2-MTc9XzJs3qf_3NpORILwU28wEFWQOSbzRJTuZ3O_1WBZ2pSuPPmw43jFZ7cUXmzHDy3EOmy9VvoHZV6AdFsug0edvGgtmU8pInZbmq0z_t/s400/IMG_1904.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620735176967761314" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></span></div><div>We did the calculation, i guess i tried like more than 15 types of beers in total for the whole trip?</div><div>
<br /></div><div>On average of 4 types in a day?</div><div>
<br /></div><div>Not a strong record but we had fun.</div><div>
<br /></div><div>Wat can i ask for more.</div><div>
<br /></div><div><meta charset="utf-8"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipJjcO_4l3zZn2S13nIKXIbpYNib5z6_5WGui5Chp3kp_wBrGGGnf3RJv1k9lZziHJipUHNraHHHA7tX6VdfYnDuA0JCcBMIhG39g7Tml280_LcV6o_N7PBWA4L-e4TvA7C44ELvn0RmsZ/s400/IMG_1847.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620736254063253762" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></div><div>Thanks to Lip, i got to know some great people around, which means more fun added to the trip.</div><div>
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<br /></div><div>So perhaps i shall conclude that Singapore is a nice place. </div><div>
<br /></div><div>Well it really is, tats why i enjoyed it.</div><div>
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<br /></div><div>For now, i really have to do something productive, from tomorrow onwards.</div><div>
<br /></div><div>I have been sampahing around from the day i finished my papers but not anymore. </div><div>
<br /></div><div>Gonna do the fuckin right thing.</div><div>
<br /></div><div><meta charset="utf-8"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsXwTMGsM24RyILVm8lmqsXPEaMEiocJeporm81hc9EKNDeYOQcPJbyXF2ELmijkP6_oyRY-2w4w-dy9dFv5cTB5khBFICMS855Y5QRyEzDDRPGDwWOYyr_JS38s1u0PoMykTBZaA2SE-9/s400/IMG_1936.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620740244931127314" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></div><div>Sorry for all the poor quality photos.</div><div>
<br /></div><div>I dont own a SLR, wat to do.</div>Kai Binhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00678698538477318943noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911805900543847433.post-90601505505186888422011-06-20T03:37:00.004+08:002011-06-22T02:33:30.285+08:00Back To Business<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw3lYt2IWMxb1T80RtLmVQPTAtG5FaboGiS0SZ0XzETMIFedL4cdW3vcOQPBYlBe6NUDVADTGNy6J5UID1ycKqJnmFipi_w0IG7W5rkInZU_dYt2MGL_5_swUmSKz_bUm67I88GnW4Ur4l/s1600/IMG_1818.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw3lYt2IWMxb1T80RtLmVQPTAtG5FaboGiS0SZ0XzETMIFedL4cdW3vcOQPBYlBe6NUDVADTGNy6J5UID1ycKqJnmFipi_w0IG7W5rkInZU_dYt2MGL_5_swUmSKz_bUm67I88GnW4Ur4l/s400/IMG_1818.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620742630322789074" /></a>Alright, im back to business.<div><br /></div><div>Well i guess i should have done some post bout my Singapore trip but not now.</div><div><br /></div><div>Just gonna say like, i rock it all for the days after my exams.</div><div><br /></div><div>Tho there were something did fuck up my mind but other than tat everything was fine.</div><div><br /></div><div>I'll update some stuff bout the trip in the next post and check out my fb for the pics i took.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Btw, life is fuckin good after the papers. </div><div><br /></div><div>And till then, cheerio.</div>Kai Binhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00678698538477318943noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911805900543847433.post-54597446670178948422011-06-13T21:07:00.002+08:002011-06-13T21:25:28.902+08:00DoneThis is it.<div><br /></div><div>Im done with exams.</div><div><br /></div><div>Party time. </div><div><br /></div><div>I cant wait for my fuckin pints later.</div><div><br /></div><div>Been craving for weeks.</div><div><br /></div><div>Such a bravo record seriously wtf.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Ohh i recalled some boys and girls in college asked me to dedicate a post for them.</div><div><br /></div><div>Here u go stalkers.</div><div><br /></div><div>Yes stalkers. </div><div><br /></div><div>Gosh i cant believe these people actually fuckin stalk my blog wtf.</div><div><br /></div><div>Whatever enjoy reading my shit. There will be more shits coming on so thanks for your fuckin support hahahahaha.</div><div><br /></div><div>And of course good luck for those who have not finished the papers yet and for those who finished everything pray hard for the results and for those who graduating i'll see u guys in graduation and all the best for job searching LOL.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Btw im just going to do shit till the results day. </div><div><br /></div><div>And till then, cheerio.</div>Kai Binhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00678698538477318943noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911805900543847433.post-10214836799982365202011-06-08T03:53:00.002+08:002011-06-08T04:04:57.083+08:00GoodnessJust wanna share out one of my guy's <a href="http://vinpeaceman.blogspot.com/">blog</a>. <div><br /></div><div>An all time nice and bright guy in town.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>So now i gonna hammer hard on my papers this week.</div><div><br /></div><div>Another week and im done. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Best of luck to the boys and girls! </div>Kai Binhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00678698538477318943noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911805900543847433.post-67902460064442130202011-06-02T02:05:00.004+08:002011-06-02T02:35:28.190+08:00UpdatesI know i should not be blogging at this point of time.<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Exam sucks, again.</div><div><br /></div><div>Yea exactly like wat my sis said just now, the only time she sees me everyday is always after 12am. </div><div><br /></div><div>But that will only apply for the next 2 weeks and done. </div><div><br /></div><div>Im so going to pass everything this time round and say adios to bloody ACCA. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Ohh, my dearest Sophia is leaving to Sheffield tomorrow. </div><div><br /></div><div>So i just wanna wish her all the best and have a safe journey plus enjoy everything there.</div><div><br /></div><div>Please do take care always my sweetie. </div><div><br /></div><div>And of course i will always miss you, tats for sure =)</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>So im left with exactly one week from my first paper. </div><div><br /></div><div>Wish me luck and till then, cheerio.</div>Kai Binhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00678698538477318943noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911805900543847433.post-11617187451515081212011-05-15T03:54:00.002+08:002011-05-15T04:06:35.602+08:00SickNot good.<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>This could be the worst timing of getting sick. </div><div><br /></div><div>Flu cough fever perfect combi at all time.</div><div><br /></div><div>And there are still classes going on for the next few days. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Im so tired of having non stop classes for 2 weeks plus.</div><div><br /></div><div>Absolutely tiring and im definitely worried bout it, not sure tat i have enough time for my own revision.</div><div><br /></div><div>Exams are just around the corner.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Pretty sure tat im not going to post any shit for the next couple of weeks.</div><div><br /></div><div>Wish me luck folks. Cheers.</div>Kai Binhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00678698538477318943noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911805900543847433.post-54953494182439150222011-05-08T22:11:00.004+08:002011-05-08T22:26:12.316+08:00Busy<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFmnzhD0y6EHpSht1mXyA9-Nnsr9YAyNVM9-o7Dzd_b7I0-8TXUSumtvKJlcQdkVLQDi-lxgV97WWYIG8l6BXp_J0IWtgo0xggaHkuXiyeBdMmJcwmODGrwa-cH-L5uaYdQcHKjze6UfE3/s1600/IMGP1776.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFmnzhD0y6EHpSht1mXyA9-Nnsr9YAyNVM9-o7Dzd_b7I0-8TXUSumtvKJlcQdkVLQDi-lxgV97WWYIG8l6BXp_J0IWtgo0xggaHkuXiyeBdMmJcwmODGrwa-cH-L5uaYdQcHKjze6UfE3/s400/IMGP1776.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604351237387582082" /></a><div style="text-align: left;">Exam in exactly one month to go.</div><div><br /></div><div>Just done with the P1 revision class yesterday. </div><div><br /></div><div>Quite a torture one. </div><div><br /></div><div>And so, today is a rest day, aka slacking day.</div><div><br /></div><div>But there is a P4 test tomorrow.</div><div><br /></div><div>Ahh fuck me. </div>Kai Binhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00678698538477318943noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911805900543847433.post-56381833338509659522011-05-03T03:25:00.003+08:002011-05-03T04:30:37.376+08:00Weekend<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzPGLnhVKwxA3JW06y8y7xV1JuTTXpqCpQ5d6ksnPSZoC40Y94jUCXgjwYzd5qS-IWX6fXsUZ9-aA0Iz16qzpmk5ynaTtkLWvZALpUIPHtSDGaDn0iTtdW39s5__Hi_0kWrMTyiwZHcRtR/s1600/IMG_6086.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzPGLnhVKwxA3JW06y8y7xV1JuTTXpqCpQ5d6ksnPSZoC40Y94jUCXgjwYzd5qS-IWX6fXsUZ9-aA0Iz16qzpmk5ynaTtkLWvZALpUIPHtSDGaDn0iTtdW39s5__Hi_0kWrMTyiwZHcRtR/s400/IMG_6086.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602203701976428914" /></a><div style="text-align: left;">There goes the long weekend.</div><div><br /></div><div>Not bad. </div><div><br /></div><div>Was at Tanarimba for the last couple of days.</div><div><br /></div><div>Had great time with family and the boys and girls chilling for the whole weekend together. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Yea, it was a chilling weekend. </div><div><br /></div><div>Tho most of the time everyone was like holding their iPhones and the rest of it were cards related activities aka gambling wtf. I mean the kids, including me.</div><div><br /></div><div>And indeed, card games are the best to 'break the ice'. </div><div><br /></div><div>What else? </div><div><br /></div><div>Swimming pool, staring at greens, walking around, raining, stars, breakfast lunch dinner, durian, coffee and tea, snacks and junk foods, McD online, Street fighter and Worms, insects ants moths rats, and bit of beers wtf.</div><div><br /></div><div>I guess tats it.</div><div><br /></div><div>Ohh and we met the most wtf <a href="http://www.facebook.com/MrTeeth">bro</a> and <a href="http://www.facebook.com/tzimun">sis</a> tat conned all of us so many wtf times till we got really dono wtf were real or fake. </div><div><br /></div><div>But was fun, filled the house with laughters.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>So i think tats all for the good times. </div><div><br /></div><div>Gonna hammer hard on my studies from now onwards.</div><div><br /></div><div>Progression was just okay for last few weeks, means life is getting tougher and tougher.</div><div><br /></div><div>Stress shit.</div><div><br /></div><div>Thanks god i can feel tat shit right now.</div><div><br /></div><div>So tomorrow will be the start of my non stop revision classes for 2 weeks consecutively, i can barely breath seriously. Wish me luck folks. </div><div><br /></div><div>And till then, cheerio.</div>Kai Binhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00678698538477318943noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911805900543847433.post-25783039819748847162011-04-29T03:14:00.002+08:002011-04-29T03:19:31.958+08:00Rails<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoKHjyNJhNK9fWnkkYZBmTTy6sTBpKWk5H_x9uws4X7B8K87OAj5Iozz0T7lyIxrql3ZjKAPmoL9aZ4HmH2MADg1mOwhTpaQKtAmpj7RfMZm8AQUTnH4iJu94vcCyB9Lu_Ni1Dqe0kYKmy/s1600/IMG_4334.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoKHjyNJhNK9fWnkkYZBmTTy6sTBpKWk5H_x9uws4X7B8K87OAj5Iozz0T7lyIxrql3ZjKAPmoL9aZ4HmH2MADg1mOwhTpaQKtAmpj7RfMZm8AQUTnH4iJu94vcCyB9Lu_Ni1Dqe0kYKmy/s400/IMG_4334.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600715594048153250" /></a><br />I'm getting sick of taking rails these days.<div><br /></div><div>Good god, i'll be taking the stupid LRT for the whole fuckin next week.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Btw tats the rail from HK. </div>Kai Binhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00678698538477318943noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911805900543847433.post-67417236822225045042011-04-27T03:36:00.004+08:002011-04-28T04:34:05.283+08:00Stairway To HeavenIt's a song that reminds me of things happened in the past.<div><br /></div><div>It's a song that i used to listen every day and night.</div><div><br /></div><div>It's a song that i once forgot and now back to my playlist. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>It's a song of hope.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>And it's also one of the songs that inspired me of picking up my guitar.</div>Kai Binhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00678698538477318943noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911805900543847433.post-29932428443664743892011-04-26T03:27:00.000+08:002011-04-26T03:21:27.735+08:00The days<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF4rfWBhj0EpP_mJ2iPK5T64ykZXp5CMl5sDFArAZYW-8fMfZN4LSvIiowK5XJjxSTMNk5NA3-7lYC9qf8nd-la77jm7HDWAHCzk69olFUQN2wfo1Q2J0s7ytWXryUWNCEL3zN0Yw0FMfP/s1600/IMG_5513.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF4rfWBhj0EpP_mJ2iPK5T64ykZXp5CMl5sDFArAZYW-8fMfZN4LSvIiowK5XJjxSTMNk5NA3-7lYC9qf8nd-la77jm7HDWAHCzk69olFUQN2wfo1Q2J0s7ytWXryUWNCEL3zN0Yw0FMfP/s400/IMG_5513.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598121661802691506" /></a><br />And so, my days are getting 'interesting' right now.<div><br /></div><div>Thank goodness no more gloomy shit post anymore.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>It's sort of a tiny change.</div><div><br /></div><div>At least i sleep earlier woke up earlier and i wtf study virtually everyday.</div><div><br /></div><div>Sounds good. Could be better i perhaps?</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Btw i like the photo up there. Credits to my sis. It was taken from Krabi. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Ohh. I'm gonna attend my convo, MY CONVO wtf. hahahahahaha. </div><div><br /></div><div>The best part of it, it's freeeeeeeeeee hahahaha wtf. </div><div><br /></div><div>But, not so soon. </div><div><br /></div><div>In August.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Last weekend was not bad. </div><div><br /></div><div>Kind of a blast with a lil black spot on it, but was okay so yea.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Well i really dont know how to end tis post.</div><div><br /></div><div>So, till then, cheerio.</div>Kai Binhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00678698538477318943noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911805900543847433.post-46302441728382568282011-04-20T04:18:00.003+08:002011-04-20T05:33:37.281+08:00Love<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS8RNT6TwQyN7ypoc8pgKTG0w-pcmY2Jm8mGCMrKXU2H2kCrr0iFE1_zoZwN2LaFZb7-KuXEzO2MNQ1P-Sy4Wb32c8qLyxoth4_GvlDPNpgZhOEuWE_TIpN3uW_ZMD2J4KmevFgSY1Mer9/s1600/IMG_5732.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS8RNT6TwQyN7ypoc8pgKTG0w-pcmY2Jm8mGCMrKXU2H2kCrr0iFE1_zoZwN2LaFZb7-KuXEzO2MNQ1P-Sy4Wb32c8qLyxoth4_GvlDPNpgZhOEuWE_TIpN3uW_ZMD2J4KmevFgSY1Mer9/s400/IMG_5732.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597410741517897826" /></a><br /><div>This is the no. 100th post of my blog.<div><br /></div><div>Yeaa great timing to crap some shit this time, awesome.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Alright, speaking of love. Yea i came across of so much bout this topic recently and these are my opinion that i wanna share about.</div><div><br /></div><div>Perhaps i would say including me tho i have been single for year plus. But all the followings are purely my 2 cents. No offence to anyone i swear.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Okay, where should i start.</div><div><br /></div><div>Ohh. A call from someone.</div><div><br /></div><div>So one night i received a call from this someone and for obvious reasons she got some shit happened to her bout these kind of stuffs. Yea it was a her and u know, girls stuff.</div><div><br /></div><div>Tat night i didnt want to say too much of shit bout it but u see, like wat i mentioned in the last post, shit happens all the time.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>There is one question. </div><div><br /></div><div>What is the definition of love?</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>I guess most of the people would say there is no explanation bout love. </div><div><br /></div><div>Thanks to the bloody fuckin stupid misleading media posted some articles shit tat cause so many people lost themselves and some even fuckin ended their precious life just like tat.</div><div><br /></div><div>To me, those are shit. The purest shit ever.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Here's my opinion about love.</div><div><br /></div><div>I love my family. I love my friends. I love my studies. I love musics. I love my life. I love myself and i love everything in my life. </div><div><br /></div><div>There are uncountable types of love exist in this world. </div><div><br /></div><div>Of course boygirlfriends husband wife are one of them.</div><div><br /></div><div>But here's the thing.</div><div><br /></div><div>Some people got misunderstood the meaning of love and eventually they got themselves into fuckin miserable life they could ever imagine.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>What is love?</div><div><br /></div><div>Okay im giving my own opinion about the love between relationships.</div><div><br /></div><div>Love is in other word, respect.</div><div><br /></div><div>There is one survey in Facebook. Fuck Facebook. This survey is about what's the most important thing between relationship. And guess wats the most common answer we got from there, trust.</div><div><br /></div><div>The word trust is so fragile. It's exactly like wat we study bout reputation in business. A business builds its reputation over years and one single event of shit could destroy everything of the company. </div><div><br /></div><div>So to say, if u dont respect ur partner, how the hell are u going to trust him or her?</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>To me, respect is the only key to maintain a relationship. And respect is the roots of the word trust. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>There is another thing. Love will never ever makes u fucked up. </div><div><br /></div><div>If to say u love someone and tat someone fucked u up and caused the only thing u could see with ur eyes is shit. I can assure u, that is not love. At all. It nothing but shit.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Tats life. </div><div><br /></div><div>I wouldn't say i had many experience about all these, well i really dont.</div><div><br /></div><div>It's just my opinion. </div><div><br /></div><div>Some say thats just because im single and tats why i cant see the things they see. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Maybe.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Still im happy enough to survive and i feel grateful of everything in my life right now. </div><div><br /></div><div>I got my studies to catch up and i'll make sure nothing can stop me from tat. </div><div><br /></div><div>Same goes to my goals. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Just wanna be a man, and do the fuckin right thing.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Damn how bout the ladies? </div></div>Kai Binhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00678698538477318943noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911805900543847433.post-39195240879953657532011-04-17T21:30:00.003+08:002011-04-17T21:55:41.216+08:00Old Days<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieqKLWrV31lEssqKC6E-eTpP4_j-mYxB0h_IHES7J78wc1NKnGLtvPmfkodujdJzYJGUN1cukNuy_z5ESbtFiG2qJBtWsy5mJktlVPqcaYMSjI6h9zmG4sT5Uv8n8Yb-ClpS2PXy71KyAw/s1600/IMG_9086.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieqKLWrV31lEssqKC6E-eTpP4_j-mYxB0h_IHES7J78wc1NKnGLtvPmfkodujdJzYJGUN1cukNuy_z5ESbtFiG2qJBtWsy5mJktlVPqcaYMSjI6h9zmG4sT5Uv8n8Yb-ClpS2PXy71KyAw/s400/IMG_9086.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596545966772895714" /></a><br />Back to old days. Yea the study old days. <div><br /></div><div>So far so good. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Ohh I just saw couple of video clips about the situation in Libya.</div><div><br /></div><div>It's shit.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Some guys carried death bodies with a truck and paraded around town.</div><div><br /></div><div>Some guys got shot and the head went exploded with some juices all over the place.</div><div><br /></div><div>Some guys sent a man with a rocket stuck in his leg to hospital. </div><div><br /></div><div>Some guys were shooting each other and ended up by receiving a RPG and boom.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Where is the love?</div>Kai Binhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00678698538477318943noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911805900543847433.post-75219855265221232942011-04-09T00:16:00.004+08:002011-04-09T03:46:18.445+08:00Decision<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnpAfet6E9pV5rieCaYfF68J_-fGKQoHev1Ca6chMpnkHfW-XlAqamqR2fhOKvRyAGrICfMJ8qjGlarBHriLBhwo5AqNEmOSLXoT2ilBVpUbj19cBBur4gKjjKp0H_C8rcpDaSLsmTfDIr/s1600/IMG_6736.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnpAfet6E9pV5rieCaYfF68J_-fGKQoHev1Ca6chMpnkHfW-XlAqamqR2fhOKvRyAGrICfMJ8qjGlarBHriLBhwo5AqNEmOSLXoT2ilBVpUbj19cBBur4gKjjKp0H_C8rcpDaSLsmTfDIr/s400/IMG_6736.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593248184586930498" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Some decision has to be made.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I have made mine.</div>Kai Binhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00678698538477318943noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911805900543847433.post-4828951369833687892011-04-07T01:15:00.003+08:002011-04-07T02:24:37.736+08:00MistakesOkay lets be frank. We all did shit before. All of us did. And usually it happened without knowing that some shit could cause you serious trouble which eventually either cost money or losing someone you love, friends families boy girl friend. <div><div><br /></div></div><div>Of course, I did shit before. Years ago, serious deep shit. One silly action of mine gave me an experience of employing my first ever lawyer to settle up shit. In other words everything was settled by money. But the real deal was that from there i understand one wrong move could cause an enormous trouble to my family and hurt people around me. </div><div><br /></div><div>That shit did not worth a single penny. </div><div><br /></div><div>And I learnt my lesson. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>There was one question i came across during my class today. About the AAA model, dont know wat American wat wat, kind of an evaluation of actions whether or not it should be undertaken. 7 questions in total that u should ask yourself before u take an action. Im damn lazy to name all the questions but MAN, i was talking to myself like if the whole fuckin world ask the 7 questions every time they decide to do something. Seriously thats what we called world peace. But too bad the world could be too lazy like me to answer 7 stupid questions. Lets war then, like wats happening around right now. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Sometimes we made silly or idiotic or some fuckin painful mistakes. Pretty normal as this actually reveal that u are still a human. Even Steve Jobs made his dumbest decision of hiring the wrong person and got kicked out from Apple and now everyone thinks that he is some god like dude chilling around Silicon Valley. Should i say this is something like people learn from mistakes? </div><div><br /></div><div>If i didnt, i could probably be dead by now.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Some say if u wan to be successful and wealthy, u must at least bankrupt once. </div><div><br /></div><div>Bit of a hardcore way. Hopefully thats not going to happen to me.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Learn from mistakes, make rational decisions. Life could be better, isnt it?</div>Kai Binhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00678698538477318943noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911805900543847433.post-20681967043635608542011-04-06T02:40:00.004+08:002011-04-06T04:29:35.968+08:00Good Day?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_dmCCGgf8qny_YoLaI7gBc-JwVU8WMSGgaFTWO7J6qoUPbAK2Iz18GuoDJ1_kzZqF-65xuAurqfKRgIaayRpnWt780fHP42EX9VehyfWdhq-JuTE8J12aJP3whcrZpz-yZ21HstnD_9db/s1600/IMG_5195.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_dmCCGgf8qny_YoLaI7gBc-JwVU8WMSGgaFTWO7J6qoUPbAK2Iz18GuoDJ1_kzZqF-65xuAurqfKRgIaayRpnWt780fHP42EX9VehyfWdhq-JuTE8J12aJP3whcrZpz-yZ21HstnD_9db/s400/IMG_5195.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592173227041065778" /></a>I thought it was. <div><br /></div><div>Okay, no shit. </div><div><br /></div><div>I was thinking why did i post up so many utter randomness photos in all my post. For fun sake. Not so fun also.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>So, today. It's all mixed up i would say.</div><div><br /></div><div>Got hair cut and collected my new spec. </div><div><br /></div><div>Some how toward the evening some shit happened just like tat. </div><div><br /></div><div>Stunted me for the rest of the day till now. </div><div><br /></div><div>And i couldnt find even one kaki to drink with tonight. Seems like everyone is busy on tues night wtf. </div><div><br /></div><div>Ahh fuck it. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Most of the people do not believe shit happens, but seriously shit happens all the time.</div><div><br /></div><div>Two ways, you either get stuck with that shit or you fuck that shit. </div><div><br /></div><div>I prefer the latter one.</div>Kai Binhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00678698538477318943noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911805900543847433.post-13201975079533846822011-04-01T01:40:00.004+08:002011-04-01T04:01:38.113+08:00March Done<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcW8Yw1Jq9Jnj0JyWVQut2Hqbdme_DFbaB0_yevvXrP_872U1-vHhyRdO5S9bufVeFi_f4QFnNjfvIEB3MUTY3GVwVhiArmuzJUykTGmCwfJ7GqIXhNhSShw1c99XJT7B-lorjyq95cPzr/s1600/IMG_7745.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcW8Yw1Jq9Jnj0JyWVQut2Hqbdme_DFbaB0_yevvXrP_872U1-vHhyRdO5S9bufVeFi_f4QFnNjfvIEB3MUTY3GVwVhiArmuzJUykTGmCwfJ7GqIXhNhSShw1c99XJT7B-lorjyq95cPzr/s400/IMG_7745.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590302035378313122" /></a>Basically, March was not bad.<div><br /></div><div>At least a degree honours has done some magic for the last couple of days.</div><div><br /></div><div>Yes i finally passed the project thesis. Imma fuckin happy boy indeed. After so many days of torture with uncountable rejections of payment last month. And of course, the effort and time spent that cost me of failing 2 papers last round. </div><div><br /></div><div>Ohh yea im super powerful now. </div><div><br /></div><div>Maybe powderful. </div><div><br /></div><div>Yaya should be.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Btw, this is not an April Fool post. Real shit stuff. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Again, im sick of the cbox. </div><div><br /></div><div>It's removed.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Last thing, someone did piss me off today. </div><div><br /></div><div>Here is wat im going to say.</div><div><br /></div><div>Fuck off and go get a fuckin life. </div>Kai Binhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00678698538477318943noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911805900543847433.post-89916153296735097982011-03-30T02:29:00.002+08:002011-04-06T04:32:15.214+08:00Happy<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEyeDGD34d33jYWYTkoUJFfux3v9ECGCwTGUSX29n3SXBDyfURxA7H51egypMKKuMnIu2osY3h-IrKLZMnWOcjUH_5Ip5sfY-RMnmvi-ROHtHofN3o0FcvbWhZWjmiZ7JGVlPitFsAZOCK/s1600/IMG_0378.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEyeDGD34d33jYWYTkoUJFfux3v9ECGCwTGUSX29n3SXBDyfURxA7H51egypMKKuMnIu2osY3h-IrKLZMnWOcjUH_5Ip5sfY-RMnmvi-ROHtHofN3o0FcvbWhZWjmiZ7JGVlPitFsAZOCK/s400/IMG_0378.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589571723316468882" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">I can read this email over and over again. XD</div>Kai Binhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00678698538477318943noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911805900543847433.post-32917076279127255552011-03-26T04:46:00.004+08:002011-03-26T05:29:35.816+08:00Last Kiss<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU149YtDU1cxhUm-gj_5Ww6IAWmInTpTgl50Q8fGlclyiMyRh5FHGg1CDrGvneQvCQ_JMbfYOZQpz5kVROhB3FUBZBFfTPXvPnBIB85JB-7ifKZRx811Sfk8dMTcC0HOBnTBjJMk0fXviu/s1600/IMG_4518.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU149YtDU1cxhUm-gj_5Ww6IAWmInTpTgl50Q8fGlclyiMyRh5FHGg1CDrGvneQvCQ_JMbfYOZQpz5kVROhB3FUBZBFfTPXvPnBIB85JB-7ifKZRx811Sfk8dMTcC0HOBnTBjJMk0fXviu/s400/IMG_4518.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588122766416885730" /></a>I think i did post this photo up before. Nvm fuck it.<div><br /></div><div>Still the same.<div><div><div><div><br /></div><div>So, March is almost coming to an end, couple of days to go. </div><div><br /></div><div>In other words, exam coming in 2 months time. </div><div><br /></div><div>Any preparations? Not really. </div><div><br /></div><div>But soon. The mind fuckin feeling is coming back, gradually. And some of my guys have started their studies. So do i. </div><div><br /></div><div>No more misbehaving. Not anymore.</div></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>And I do remember things happened last month. Everything.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Especially the days that i tot everything was a dream. </span></div></div></div></div>Kai Binhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00678698538477318943noreply@blogger.com0