<?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-4841226623374043479</id><updated>2011-09-29T03:39:32.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving Write Along</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Chris Sidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08257644017915652164</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>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841226623374043479.post-4525489254743738563</id><published>2011-04-01T14:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T14:40:29.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Return from the wilderness.</title><content type='html'>I participated in the 6th Borneo Debating Competition last week. It was my first external competition since 2005 and my first competition in three years. Pardon the trivial trivia, it's part of my Free School culture to take competitions very very seriously. It's great to compete again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned how to debate a month ago. So I had my work cut out during the past month. Went to the main campus in Kota Kinabalu to learn from the members of the Debate Club. I daresay I learned more in those two days than all the 3 weeks of preparation in Labuan. With all due respect, they have more members and the resources to learn and improve. Not trying to put down anyone here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went as an adjudicator for the competition, which meant it was even more difficult for me as you need to be an experienced debater if you want to be an adjudicator. More to follow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841226623374043479-4525489254743738563?l=christypesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4525489254743738563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2011/04/return-from-wilderness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/4525489254743738563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/4525489254743738563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2011/04/return-from-wilderness.html' title='Return from the wilderness.'/><author><name>Chris Sidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08257644017915652164</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-4841226623374043479.post-2944803389544961175</id><published>2011-02-08T00:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T00:32:55.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know what to say</title><content type='html'>I do know what to say, I just don't know where to begin. Or what to say. Logic = fail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841226623374043479-2944803389544961175?l=christypesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2944803389544961175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-dont-know-what-to-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/2944803389544961175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/2944803389544961175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-dont-know-what-to-say.html' title='I don&apos;t know what to say'/><author><name>Chris Sidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08257644017915652164</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-4841226623374043479.post-8712948141023188846</id><published>2010-12-30T12:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T13:25:10.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who writes this junk?</title><content type='html'>Football is a game that is played with your legs. Football is not a sport where a bunch of men are paid mega bucks in America to wear full body armor and charge at the opposite team. They don't even kick the ball much. That's not footie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad that's sorted out. Now, apparently everyone who is anyone can be a football writer. You no longer need to be a player, former player, coach or someone who is directly or indirectly involved in the game to write about the game. Which of course is a total insult to these people as they know the game better than the average fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out that the average fan can make a living out of writing about football. With little knowledge of the game, one has to wonder who is the idiot who let them bore us with their junk. Seriously, all they do is bash the teams, bash the players without having an understanding of the game. I've been reading The Star since I got back from holiday and this guy writes a weekly football column. And all he does he unfairly trash the players. Ok, I expected this guy to at least be a player or a coach but this guy turns out to be a fat guy posing for the camera. My P.E. teacher can do a better job than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now to espnstar.com, the site rates the players after every match and I have to say any literate person can do a better job than the current staff when it comes to rating players. If a team wins, lets just say by a comfortable margin, the players on the winning side would get a rating between 6.5-8.5... they rarely get a 9 or a 10. You would think, okay the guy has his arguments but when you watch the match and see how well/poorly they really performed you'd question the man's intelligence. Inaccurate explanations, biased ratings and not to mention posts that sound like blog-posts. Such unprofessionalism such not be practiced by the writers of a famous website that is responsible for delivering accurate and unbiased articles, reviews and news. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not breaking any rules here so this is it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if anyone actually reads this stuff?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841226623374043479-8712948141023188846?l=christypesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8712948141023188846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2010/12/who-writes-this-junk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/8712948141023188846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/8712948141023188846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2010/12/who-writes-this-junk.html' title='Who writes this junk?'/><author><name>Chris Sidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08257644017915652164</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-4841226623374043479.post-1060609578487019884</id><published>2010-11-25T12:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T13:02:21.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm 21</title><content type='html'>Although I've been looking forward to the day I turn 21, I'm not really in the mood to celebrate my 21st Birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The madness of the exam month has left me sleep deprived, hungry and cut off from the outside world. I've got some sleep, had a decent breakfast and I'm looking forward to going out again. That'll be the perfect birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't really want any prezies or parties... Heaven knows I'm feeling old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah here's an interesting phone call I had with Gajen 12 hours ago. I was sleeping when he called me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my version of the conversation...&lt;br /&gt;Me: yawn.... hullo...?&lt;br /&gt;Gajen: LFD2...?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Nu muhn(No man), I'm juz(just) gut(got) bick(back) ung(and) I'm rully(really) tired... maybe next time...&lt;br /&gt;Gajen: okok&lt;br /&gt;Me: Sorry man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what really happened&lt;br /&gt;Me: yawn.... hullo...?&lt;br /&gt;Gajen: Happy Birthday&lt;br /&gt;Me: Nu muhn, I'm juz gut bick ung I'm rully tired... maybe next time...&lt;br /&gt;Gajen: okok&lt;br /&gt;Me: Sorry man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm never hearing the end of this :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841226623374043479-1060609578487019884?l=christypesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1060609578487019884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/1060609578487019884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/1060609578487019884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-21.html' title='I&apos;m 21'/><author><name>Chris Sidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08257644017915652164</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-4841226623374043479.post-4145572598327483988</id><published>2010-10-04T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T12:40:50.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Govt aid to 'foreign' children in Sabah puzzles PKR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://freemalaysiatoday.com/fmt-english/politics/sabah-and-sarawak/3183-govt-aid-to-foreign-children-in-sabah-puzzles-pkr"&gt;Govt aid to &amp;#39;foreign&amp;#39; children in Sabah puzzles PKR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841226623374043479-4145572598327483988?l=christypesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://freemalaysiatoday.com/fmt-english/politics/sabah-and-sarawak/3183-govt-aid-to-foreign-children-in-sabah-puzzles-pkr' title='Govt aid to &apos;foreign&apos; children in Sabah puzzles PKR'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4145572598327483988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2010/10/govt-aid-to-foreign-children-in-sabah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/4145572598327483988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/4145572598327483988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2010/10/govt-aid-to-foreign-children-in-sabah.html' title='Govt aid to &apos;foreign&apos; children in Sabah puzzles PKR'/><author><name>Chris Sidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08257644017915652164</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-4841226623374043479.post-4061862023495097420</id><published>2010-08-12T22:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T22:18:37.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prophets</title><content type='html'>I heard this song played during the season 4 finale of How I Met Your Mother. It's nice to listen to a song that isn't about love or depression for a change. It's called Prophets by AC Newman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841226623374043479-4061862023495097420?l=christypesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4061862023495097420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2010/08/prophets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/4061862023495097420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/4061862023495097420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2010/08/prophets.html' title='Prophets'/><author><name>Chris Sidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08257644017915652164</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-4841226623374043479.post-5094790332469812837</id><published>2010-06-01T23:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T23:07:53.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>England's World Cup Squad 2010</title><content type='html'>Goalkeepers: Joe Hart, David James, Robert Green.&lt;br /&gt;Defenders: Jamie Carragher, Ashley Cole, Rio Ferdinand, Glen Johnson, Ledley King, John Terry, Matthew Upson, Stephen Warnock&lt;br /&gt;Midfielders: Gareth Barry, Michael Carrick, Joe Cole, Steven Gerrard, Frank Lampard, Aaron Lennon, James Milner, Shaun Wright-Phillips.&lt;br /&gt;Forwards: Peter Crouch, Jermain Defoe, Emile Heskey, Wayne Rooney&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841226623374043479-5094790332469812837?l=christypesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5094790332469812837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2010/06/englands-world-cup-squad-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/5094790332469812837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/5094790332469812837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2010/06/englands-world-cup-squad-2010.html' title='England&apos;s World Cup Squad 2010'/><author><name>Chris Sidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08257644017915652164</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-4841226623374043479.post-8711490927109165068</id><published>2010-05-30T23:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T23:20:18.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IMAGES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laOIRbKU41I/TAKCHyiFwJI/AAAAAAAAAFg/56PTocTqVT4/s1600/DSC00187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laOIRbKU41I/TAKBIXLx1yI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/6aCWG93_p04/s320/DSC00174.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477082077498300194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laOIRbKU41I/TAKApDYWJRI/AAAAAAAAAFI/wTMbteWqsu8/s1600/DSC00169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laOIRbKU41I/TAKApDYWJRI/AAAAAAAAAFI/wTMbteWqsu8/s320/DSC00169.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477081539606357266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841226623374043479-8711490927109165068?l=christypesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8711490927109165068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2010/05/images.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/8711490927109165068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/8711490927109165068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2010/05/images.html' title='IMAGES'/><author><name>Chris Sidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08257644017915652164</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laOIRbKU41I/TAKCHyiFwJI/AAAAAAAAAFg/56PTocTqVT4/s72-c/DSC00187.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841226623374043479.post-7241196445551937689</id><published>2010-05-12T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T21:04:07.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cockroach issues</title><content type='html'>Blasted roaches, they're disgusting, filthy and ugly. And you know what? They fly! Roaches are sneaky little creatures. Back in Labuan, I was studying on my bad when a cockroach crawled up the wall and was looking at me. I ended up spraying my entire bed, notes and pillowcase with Cockroach Control. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only are the disgusting and ugly there's also sick! I was sleeping the other night in Labuan and a cockroach was on my pillow looking at me. Can't explain what's with those things, I cleaned my room every week. My roommate was oblivious to the existence of cockroaches, he would just sleep his way through the attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I hate them I think I know why those horrible insects were Created... to make sure people would stay clean. A clean place however does not always guarantee a roach-free environment - Just check out the McDonald's at Labuan Airport...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841226623374043479-7241196445551937689?l=christypesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7241196445551937689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2010/05/cockroach-issues.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/7241196445551937689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/7241196445551937689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2010/05/cockroach-issues.html' title='Cockroach issues'/><author><name>Chris Sidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08257644017915652164</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-4841226623374043479.post-3719165106618893179</id><published>2010-04-30T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T23:42:55.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dormancy</title><content type='html'>What's to do when you're stuck in an island where you're just not inspired to do anything? In my case, I took pictures of the road. But I'm just not inspired enough to upload them. Didn't know you had to be inspired just to do such a simple thing. I'm having my exams and I'll start posting stuff after it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841226623374043479-3719165106618893179?l=christypesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3719165106618893179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2010/04/dormancy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/3719165106618893179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/3719165106618893179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2010/04/dormancy.html' title='Dormancy'/><author><name>Chris Sidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08257644017915652164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841226623374043479.post-8034851627644249915</id><published>2010-03-26T22:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T23:13:27.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Think brain!</title><content type='html'>I've left the blog idle again, probably because of the lack of free time I used to have. Everyone's been busy of late. The fellas in school have their Mid-year exams in May and the rest in university and college are working towards the end of the semester. I'm counting down the days to the end of the study year. In 40 days, I would be in the car on the way to a "Mamak" restaurant, I hope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They've built several water tanks in the hostel which eases our suffering. If only I had a few million USD, I could be doing my degree abroad. Damn those spoilt brats! They fare miserably in school but Sugar Daddies bails them out by sending them abroad to a University they don't deserve to be in, living a life they did not earn. While the rest of us whose parents believe in earning everything you get, will make you work and go through unusual hardship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bayern Munich was drawn together with Manchester United in the Quarter Finals of the Champions League. That should be an interesting match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Labuan... it's pathetic. These two people in my batch whom I know very well is getting really close. I'd rather stay away from them than hang around those two two solemn looking people that ignore my every word or enjoy having a go at me when I say something. Schmucks! It's not that I don't take it personally, but my comebacks will hurt you on the inside. Because I always back up what I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so much better when I'm not around them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sad to say it, but those two are my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the domestic front, Ding Sheng is going to UQ next semester, the university I was set to go to last year. The drought back home is still going on. Not good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess it's been an energy-sapping month with it's lows and occasional highs. But I'm still doing what I do best - having fun and performing well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841226623374043479-8034851627644249915?l=christypesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8034851627644249915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2010/03/think-brain.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/8034851627644249915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/8034851627644249915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2010/03/think-brain.html' title='Think brain!'/><author><name>Chris Sidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08257644017915652164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841226623374043479.post-8121043350007885389</id><published>2010-03-11T22:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T22:59:10.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chelsea WAGS</title><content type='html'>John Terry was sacked from his post as England Captain. Yes it's an old story and many are divided over whether he did it or not. Some would say yes, he shagged Wayne Bridge's ex and that's why they broke up. And some say no. It's pretty simple really, if he didn't do it he would have just said "No, I didn't do it". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley Cole, as brilliant a left-back he is for England and Chelsea is not that sharp outside football. He's married to a hot celebrity called Cheryl Tweedy and yet he cheats on her and sends a nude picture of himself to a model. Cheryl doesn't deserve him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841226623374043479-8121043350007885389?l=christypesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8121043350007885389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2010/03/chelsea-wags.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/8121043350007885389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/8121043350007885389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2010/03/chelsea-wags.html' title='Chelsea WAGS'/><author><name>Chris Sidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08257644017915652164</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-4841226623374043479.post-7058278672758170257</id><published>2010-02-24T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T17:42:03.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chat-box deleted</title><content type='html'>I didn't like the spam a few morons were posting so I deleted it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841226623374043479-7058278672758170257?l=christypesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7058278672758170257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2010/02/chat-box-deleted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/7058278672758170257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/7058278672758170257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2010/02/chat-box-deleted.html' title='Chat-box deleted'/><author><name>Chris Sidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08257644017915652164</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-4841226623374043479.post-498271065725605498</id><published>2010-02-24T17:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T17:35:04.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sore Throat</title><content type='html'>The Chinese New Year holiday was too short. One week is not enough to gain the 5 kilos I lost since the first semester. Nor was it enough time to rest my foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the library. I've decided to ditch my role as a 'lamp-post' and watch things develop from the sidelines. What I mean is the drama happening around me is creeping closer and closer and I'm trying to avoid becoming one of the main characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lin asked if I'm jealous. I'm raking my brain for the answer because I pay very little attention to what I think of the situations around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No not really.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Man United and Liverpool fans who are sick of your American owners, if you want to boycott them - stop buying their merchandise. Original merchandise that is. It'll hurt the Americans badly because that is the main source of the clubs revenue. That and the money received from ticket sales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to the team out of debt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841226623374043479-498271065725605498?l=christypesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/498271065725605498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2010/02/sore-throat.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/498271065725605498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/498271065725605498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2010/02/sore-throat.html' title='Sore Throat'/><author><name>Chris Sidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08257644017915652164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841226623374043479.post-3452358480832685761</id><published>2010-02-13T15:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T15:49:43.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the Month</title><content type='html'>emotionally wrecked people do unbelievably stupid things&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841226623374043479-3452358480832685761?l=christypesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3452358480832685761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2010/02/quote-of-month.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/3452358480832685761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/3452358480832685761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2010/02/quote-of-month.html' title='Quote of the Month'/><author><name>Chris Sidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08257644017915652164</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-4841226623374043479.post-8138367712365893502</id><published>2010-02-05T11:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T11:29:08.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When you're bored and hungry</title><content type='html'>I was out of food in my bag. This meant eating in the canteen again. Rice is not life neither is life rice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently listening to Rufus Wainwright's version of Hallelujah, wicked stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're bored and hungry, you don't think. You do something about it. So I took the next bus into town alone. Honestly, when you're starving you don't give a thought whether you are going alone or who's free, shut up think for yourself and get some bloody food... bloody food(sounds Scottish, sheep's stomach anyone?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checked out the library in Labuan. It looks alright though the books are old and are just chucked or crammed into the very few shelves there. Bad organisation, not ideal for readers to navigate through. One thing I've learnt here in Borneo is that the people are very impractical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of the library&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laOIRbKU41I/S2uP0O5S8YI/AAAAAAAAAEo/0mgfTBJudyk/s1600-h/DSC00080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laOIRbKU41I/S2uP0O5S8YI/AAAAAAAAAEo/0mgfTBJudyk/s320/DSC00080.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434595502867018114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laOIRbKU41I/S2uQCJp5qhI/AAAAAAAAAEw/ecAielQotyA/s1600-h/DSC00081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laOIRbKU41I/S2uQCJp5qhI/AAAAAAAAAEw/ecAielQotyA/s320/DSC00081.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434595741978438162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841226623374043479-8138367712365893502?l=christypesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8138367712365893502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2010/02/when-youre-bored-and-hungry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/8138367712365893502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/8138367712365893502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2010/02/when-youre-bored-and-hungry.html' title='When you&apos;re bored and hungry'/><author><name>Chris Sidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08257644017915652164</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/_laOIRbKU41I/S2uP0O5S8YI/AAAAAAAAAEo/0mgfTBJudyk/s72-c/DSC00080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841226623374043479.post-7010529509470085437</id><published>2010-01-09T16:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T17:30:50.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the 'eck is that?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laOIRbKU41I/S0hMb0-pdsI/AAAAAAAAACE/-flmSC0TOkY/s1600-h/DSC00061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laOIRbKU41I/S0hMb0-pdsI/AAAAAAAAACE/-flmSC0TOkY/s320/DSC00061.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424669792129349314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No kidding, there are men that actually wear that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the only place which has a KFC and Pizza Hut in Labuan. Writing it only made me rue staying here and not going out for a Hawaian Chicken. I'm going there tomorrow so no worries. Anyway, I went with Honey, Abby, Lin and Jacq. The others were unavailable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey had problems with her new cell phone(again). I never knew there were such things as Blueberry phones. Hmm, what about Nonias? I miss hanging out with Gajen , Ding and Alan because girls can shop in any place as long as it has clothes in it, you can't get them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Labuan, I still don't get it. So I asked Honey why do girls spend so much time shopping and here's how one of the conversations went&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H: when you have a girlfriend, you'll appreciate it. Don't you want them to look good for you?&lt;br /&gt;C: we're in Labuan, how does it matter?&lt;br /&gt;H: okay, when YOU'RE back in Penang...&lt;br /&gt;C: IF I had one, why can't I just let her shop alone?&lt;br /&gt;H: Because IF you had one, you have to be there!&lt;br /&gt;C: Naah, if so, I'll just give her my wallet - that is when I'm working, and let her go wild (I wished I didn't say that)&lt;br /&gt;H: What if they need your opinion on something? YOU HAVE TO BE THERE!!&lt;br /&gt;Honey walked pass a mannequin wearing a hideous dress...&lt;br /&gt;H: See, is this what you want your wife or girlfriend to wear?&lt;br /&gt;C: It's her choice, I can't force her to wear something she's not comfortable in...&lt;br /&gt;H: That's not the point (Followed by a 5 minute lecture on girls)&lt;br /&gt;C: hmm Guess your right... why are you telling me this? I'm not getting you anything.&lt;br /&gt;H: ~Hearty Laugh~ I'm trying to teach you&lt;br /&gt;C: Ok Guru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a highly amusing umm event that happened involving Honey, Said, Kuberan and I. It was the end of the term, we were in one of those shops where you can find 'anything you need', in other words a deco shop. Said was going crazy with hat and wig in it and was trying all of them on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey was fascinated by ladybird (murial?? it's the one with things hanging from above, geesh I need remedial English!)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: I like this wig. Honey! take a picture of me wearing it!&lt;br /&gt;K: Hey sexy...&lt;br /&gt;H: ooo I like this&lt;br /&gt;K: Are you going to buy it?&lt;br /&gt;S: I LOVE THIS HAT(Shiny and pink)! Take a pic of me!&lt;br /&gt;H: I wonder if I should get it...&lt;br /&gt;C: Okay, get it then.&lt;br /&gt;H: I know but - &lt;br /&gt;C: But what?&lt;br /&gt;H: I don't know&lt;br /&gt;C: Well don't you like it?&lt;br /&gt;H: Yeah, it's cute.&lt;br /&gt;C: Then why don't you get it?&lt;br /&gt;H: I don't know!! But I want it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it went on back and forth for about 10 minutes until...&lt;br /&gt;S: Hey, check this out(he was holding a figurine of a couple about to kiss) HONEY TAKE A PICTURE OF US WITH IT&lt;br /&gt;K: Hey, nice Oscar&lt;br /&gt;S: C'mon, don't be shy Chris&lt;br /&gt;Once Honey took that picture, Said went off looking for more toys&lt;br /&gt;H: I think I'll take it&lt;br /&gt;K: Finally!!&lt;br /&gt;C: Maybe you shouldn't&lt;br /&gt;H: Why not?!&lt;br /&gt;K; She should&lt;br /&gt;C: Naa she shouldn't&lt;br /&gt;K: Yeah she shouldn't&lt;br /&gt;H: Shut up.&lt;br /&gt;C: So how long did it take for her to decide on getting it?&lt;br /&gt;K: Think about 10-15 minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After purchasing that ladybird thing -&lt;br /&gt;H: ARRRRHHH! My bag's too small to put it in&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841226623374043479-7010529509470085437?l=christypesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7010529509470085437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-eck-is-that.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/7010529509470085437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/7010529509470085437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-eck-is-that.html' title='What the &apos;eck is that?'/><author><name>Chris Sidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08257644017915652164</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/_laOIRbKU41I/S0hMb0-pdsI/AAAAAAAAACE/-flmSC0TOkY/s72-c/DSC00061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841226623374043479.post-8585117883486397626</id><published>2010-01-09T16:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T16:46:30.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waterless island</title><content type='html'>I hope this isn't the "Waterloo" of my education. If so, it's back to it's pathetic waterless state. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's strange because without water, the desire, that passion, to work hard is slowly coming back to me. I'm leaving this damned rock eventually, but to slack off for the next two and a half years is simply unacceptable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You have a job to do, and I expect you to carry it out objectively and professionally" - M from Licence to Kill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News on the water wells - drilling will take a long time because of the high sea water table and because of the hard rocks found on campus. Why bother developing Labuan? They love it like this, let them be. Don't send us here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrogance?? Don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bombings of the three churches in KL is absolutely appalling. Couldn't chat properly online last night, made me send out a few irrational messages - all completely irrelevant to the referred happening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841226623374043479-8585117883486397626?l=christypesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8585117883486397626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2010/01/waterless-island.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/8585117883486397626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/8585117883486397626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2010/01/waterless-island.html' title='Waterless island'/><author><name>Chris Sidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08257644017915652164</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-4841226623374043479.post-5912807411920470832</id><published>2010-01-06T22:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T22:33:56.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday</title><content type='html'>I'm bored. I'm listening to Toni Braxton and Il Divo's "Time of Our Lives" for the umpteenth time now. My 'form' has dropped significantly. I haven't lifted a dumbbell since leaving Penang nor have I been eating well(no surprise, I'm back in Labuan). My spelling has become bad which is really alarming... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The water pressure is getting lower, which means I've to use those two buckets again. I forgot what I was going to type, damn! I don't know how on earth am I going to finish the rest of my soup when I get back. Prolly have it for breakfast&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841226623374043479-5912807411920470832?l=christypesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5912807411920470832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2010/01/wednesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/5912807411920470832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/5912807411920470832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2010/01/wednesday.html' title='Wednesday'/><author><name>Chris Sidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08257644017915652164</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-4841226623374043479.post-1811739967029421142</id><published>2010-01-01T16:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T16:21:14.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>According to the Mayan calender, the world will end in another two years as stated in the movie 2012. I don't think so. They prolly got bored of making calenders that they just so happen to call it a day at that year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had a new year with everyone treating Jan 1 as any ordinary days I have. Don't really see the big hype of the whole NYD celebration. It has lost it's festive feeling - if any to start with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The previous year  had little highs and many lows. Let's not get started on who died and who won what, people die. If there was a year that nobody died, what a year that would be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times Square, I think I'll see you in February. Going back to Labuan on Sunday. Got my results, a GPA of over 3.0 is pretty good. I refrained from cussing the living crap out of this b*tch in campus(why is my campus full of B*tches?) for complaning and moaning about getting the same GPA. It may not be Dean's list, but for Pete's sake anyone who acts like that should get shot. I'll save the cussing for when I get back ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who reads this stuff?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841226623374043479-1811739967029421142?l=christypesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1811739967029421142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/1811739967029421142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/1811739967029421142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>Chris Sidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08257644017915652164</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-4841226623374043479.post-575444204728076972</id><published>2009-12-23T23:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T00:00:25.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IUC</title><content type='html'>IUC is here at last!! It used to be one of my favourite RC competitions, second only to Annual Parade. A series of events that include teamtest, first aid in (the) community, theory and marching that pushes the participants to the limit. It is even more demanding for the organisers of the competition, believe me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's IUC wasn't as hyped up as in previous years. The atmosphere wasn't tensed. It could work in favour of those whom aren't able to perform under pressure. The teamtest scenario was about a place that was just hit by a tsunami. Another water scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with the Old Crowd - Kuan Ming, Raymond, Chia Hao(Will I ever spell your name correctly?), Thina, Zhen Fei, Erwin, Eric and Marcus. Their juniors were too busy talking to girls (heaves a deep sigh). Seems like I'm the only one from my batch that's still around; LY's in Pennsylvania, Ben doesn't care and CK is (fortunately!) still in S'pore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to the guys from Unit 25 for retaining our trophy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I was not made for pole dancing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841226623374043479-575444204728076972?l=christypesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/575444204728076972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/iuc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/575444204728076972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/575444204728076972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/iuc.html' title='IUC'/><author><name>Chris Sidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08257644017915652164</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-4841226623374043479.post-8385630144871321320</id><published>2009-12-19T15:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T15:34:52.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ball hitter!</title><content type='html'>It's official. Tiger Woods has been voted "Athlete of the Decade". What a farce. How is it a womanising nut gets one billion dollars just for whacking balls. Golf isn't even a sport!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it. You spend tons of cash just to get the right outfit. The gear cost a lot too. You take plenty of time to hit one stinking ball. And since it's a sport you go to the next ball... in a kart. So what about tag? Why isn't that a sport?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Tiger is not any ordinary tiger... the famed ball hitter is paying the price for thinking with his own pair of balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the holidays are over I must check out Times Square. Chow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841226623374043479-8385630144871321320?l=christypesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8385630144871321320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/ball-hitter.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/8385630144871321320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/8385630144871321320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/ball-hitter.html' title='Ball hitter!'/><author><name>Chris Sidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08257644017915652164</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-4841226623374043479.post-208378563181589980</id><published>2009-12-12T00:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T01:01:21.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Running in circles</title><content type='html'>I just came back from KL, I'm exhausted. I've finally caught up with the recent happenings of the world. For some strange reason, I feel like someone is bitting off one of my fingers it's extremely uncomfortable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Moon was interesting. Because I had such low expectations of the movie, the movie surpassed them. Weird isn't it. You all prolly know what happened in the end. She has vampire kids before becoming one  in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owen scored a hat-trick for United, Fabio should reinstate him into the England squad. My foot hurts from all the walking. I'm too tired to write anymore, Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841226623374043479-208378563181589980?l=christypesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/208378563181589980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/running-in-circles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/208378563181589980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/208378563181589980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/running-in-circles.html' title='Running in circles'/><author><name>Chris Sidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08257644017915652164</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-4841226623374043479.post-553171279434468234</id><published>2009-12-06T13:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T13:27:08.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anything new on the telly?</title><content type='html'>New Moon, as described by many was boring. Which is why I'm not sure if I want to catch it in the cinemas. Odds are that I wouldn't even watch the DVD, yet alone buy it. I don't think I'll ever watch it, not out of interest but because the reviews are somewhat discouraging. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have bought a keyboard protector from the PC fair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;England was drawn int Group C along with the USA, Algeria and Slovenia. Nice! Them French cheaters are drawn with Mexico, South Africa and Heaven knows who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy for England, bad for South Africa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The WC will be held in South Africa but more importantly it will be the first time that the World Cup will be held in Africa. Which is something they highlighted during the Draw. I suggest you watch it :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In BPL, Gary Neville limped off the pitch throwing his armband to Carrick. Carrick threw it to Giggs and wore it upside down. He wore it properly in the second half. Sounds trivial, but it's the only tiny negligible detail I know that you don't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841226623374043479-553171279434468234?l=christypesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/553171279434468234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/anything-new-on-telly.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/553171279434468234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/553171279434468234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/anything-new-on-telly.html' title='Anything new on the telly?'/><author><name>Chris Sidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08257644017915652164</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-4841226623374043479.post-2478618283389768860</id><published>2009-12-03T19:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T19:54:33.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not updated?</title><content type='html'>I don't have much to write about, which explains my idleness. Advent has started and Christmas Carols are being played everywhere you go. The Christmas Carol was nice. For two hours I thought Gary Oldman was Scrooge and wondered where was Jim Carrey... My pre-registration issue has been settled and I'm speaking perfectly good English again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, by the way, Chelski were eliminated from the League Cup.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841226623374043479-2478618283389768860?l=christypesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2478618283389768860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/not-updated.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/2478618283389768860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/2478618283389768860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/not-updated.html' title='Not updated?'/><author><name>Chris Sidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08257644017915652164</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-4841226623374043479.post-4175967962459583836</id><published>2009-11-20T22:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T22:19:42.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back</title><content type='html'>I think the title says it all. After blowing almost all of my cash on chocolates, McDonald's and Burger King in the space of five days, I'm back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841226623374043479-4175967962459583836?l=christypesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4175967962459583836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/4175967962459583836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/4175967962459583836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back'/><author><name>Chris Sidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08257644017915652164</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-4841226623374043479.post-7321078713137597907</id><published>2009-11-09T20:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T20:54:20.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Axe-Amms</title><content type='html'>In a week, I would have finished my first semester on this desolated island. And to think that I have another 5 semesters to go... ahh whatever mate. It's like Shawn Michaels once said, "it's Hell getting Heaven". So here's a bit of an update of what's going on after such a long time :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Cristiano Ronaldo is injured - think you all know that.&lt;br /&gt;2. I took off my foot support, but my foot isn't 100% yet.&lt;br /&gt;3. There's still no water on campus&lt;br /&gt;4. Two of my friends are so hopelessly close but are so hopeless at taking it to the next level.&lt;br /&gt;5. I've ran out of food.&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm considering setting up a Help service on campus to those with relationship issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My exams are on right now. I can't go back early because I have a drama presentation for Islamic and Asian Civ. These dungus were too lazy to take a quiz worth 10% so they wanted to do that instead. Whassamatter? "fraid I would all yer asses like in the Mid-term? Bragging over, Back to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841226623374043479-7321078713137597907?l=christypesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7321078713137597907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/axe-amms.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/7321078713137597907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/7321078713137597907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/axe-amms.html' title='Axe-Amms'/><author><name>Chris Sidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08257644017915652164</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-4841226623374043479.post-8661927343402812831</id><published>2009-09-28T12:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T13:11:55.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought from out of the Blue</title><content type='html'>I'm finally reactivating this blog of mine. My sprained foot turned out to be fractured, so I'm out for a couple of weeks. Now, that I finally have the time to type stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please read this with an open mind, by the way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've heard of the Evangelists haven't you? Your bound to bump into one of them sometime in your life. No? Well their Christians that go around dancing and singing and chanting in the open, getting you to join their church and preach about why you should join them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically their a bunch of aggressive recruiters. I'm sure there are people like this in every religion but I'm going to talk about it from my point of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evangelists work in many ways. I've been approached by a few back home in Penang. The first rule of talking to one of them is to NEVER give yourself away. Those guys will never leave you alone if you let them in on your name and phone number. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of you know how they operate? They get you to join their church activities then eventually assimilate you into their denomination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way they do it irritates me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in Sabah, a group of Sabahans began approaching students one by one, speaking in Irish accents "Are you Christian brother?, Are you Buddhist brother?..." And then they began to give their own interpretation of the book Revelations and how their church has been in existence for so long and how they affect the community, yadda yadda. Classic Evangelistic script. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit I wonder why didn't they have a go at me? I love it when they pointlessly try to persuade me to consider their offer. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Well it's much better than those self-rightous Christians who come to you and say "Join us and you will be saved"(The polite version of 'join us or go to hell'). Nobody can tell you if your saved or not. It's only up to the Big Man up there not you, not your Pastor, not the Pope, but GOD himself. Just be faithful, say your prayers and practice what is preached and wait till Judgement Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christians worship the same God, we follow Jesus and we believe in the Holy Spirit. So why would you want to ask me to join your church when I'm happy as faithful as you guys are in the Catholic Church?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Question - Why can't the Evangelists go after the atheists and leave us in peace?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841226623374043479-8661927343402812831?l=christypesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8661927343402812831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2009/09/thought-from-out-of-blue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/8661927343402812831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/8661927343402812831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2009/09/thought-from-out-of-blue.html' title='Thought from out of the Blue'/><author><name>Chris Sidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08257644017915652164</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-4841226623374043479.post-4661059220755497192</id><published>2009-09-18T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T22:43:07.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sprained Foot</title><content type='html'>I'm finally back. I never realised there's so much one can read about programming. Which is why I hate to read it up. Instead I just copy the programs and try to be creative...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was playin futsal yesterday. I charged after this guy with the ball, hit him and I fell on my right foot. I couldn walk. I'm much better today. I'm not typing much because IE isn't working properly. I'm switching to GC.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841226623374043479-4661059220755497192?l=christypesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4661059220755497192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2009/09/sprained-foot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/4661059220755497192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/4661059220755497192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2009/09/sprained-foot.html' title='Sprained Foot'/><author><name>Chris Sidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08257644017915652164</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-4841226623374043479.post-6608084327975745029</id><published>2009-09-05T04:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T04:26:41.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night At The Tower</title><content type='html'>Some seniors were having this "Movie Fiesta" for their 2nd/3rd year project. I didn't want to go because I've seen most of the movies that they were going to screen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few of our friends had to spend the night at the Tower because the last bus to their hostel was at 11. Guess I'm lucky to be within walking distance of the school, although their hostel does have water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their last movie ended at 2.30 and so the rest of us decided to spend the night/morning at the Tower to keep them company. Fancy three girls all alone in the lonely building with no-one until 8 in the morning. The place isn't haunted but still it can be pretty uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm no stranger to staying up all night long. It's 4.22 and I'm still fresh. Five fellas are fast asleep, and there are three others infront of me on their laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I should take pictures of them and post them here. ~sigh~ why am I so good to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sid out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841226623374043479-6608084327975745029?l=christypesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6608084327975745029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2009/09/night-at-tower.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/6608084327975745029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/6608084327975745029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2009/09/night-at-tower.html' title='Night At The Tower'/><author><name>Chris Sidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08257644017915652164</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-4841226623374043479.post-7304378012214055651</id><published>2009-08-26T16:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T17:20:13.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home and Back again</title><content type='html'>After spending 1 heavenly week back in Penang, I'm once again wasting my time in Labuan. I've been doing a bit of studying here and there but it's at a really slow rate(try one or two pages per day). Least it's better than spending hours on the phone trying to negogiate a way off this rock. I'll pick up the pace soon enough. I want to get on the Dean's List, I hope I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the disadvantages of being a Penangite is that you will never enjoy better food anywhere else in the world. Seriously, for some strange reason I get refuted when I say I'll love the food in Australia every time I mention "Let me go to Australia! I won't miss Penang food."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After spending my first six weeks here I couldn't be bothered if fish and chips, pies and vegemite sandwiches will NEVER EVER be part of my diet. Let's face it, a return to OZ seems like it's never going to happen. So I've given up on trying to find a way back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if you can't live without Mamak food, Chinese food, Indian food this is the perfect place to go on a hunger strike. Nothing beats Penang food, NOTHING! Go to Mid-Valley in PJ and order a plate of Wan-tan mee and you will not enjoy it as much as you'll enjoy it back home. No offence to whosoever is the cook over there but it's the truth. Think I spent my first night in Sabah promoting Penang food. I spent my final afternoon in Sabah talking about Penang food with another Penangite(much to everyone's annoyance).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, the beaches back home, with the exception of Monkey Beach, are filthier. But I hardly go to the beach here... seen it, been there, done that. A lot of people seem to love going to the beach often. By the way, riding the waves in a canoe is fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for the sake of bragging, my English lecturer thinks my essay map is brilliant but I think I got lucky. Can't blame me for gloating, I feel a little vindicated... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speak now or forever hold your peas...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841226623374043479-7304378012214055651?l=christypesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7304378012214055651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2009/08/home-and-back-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/7304378012214055651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/7304378012214055651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2009/08/home-and-back-again.html' title='Home and Back again'/><author><name>Chris Sidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08257644017915652164</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-4841226623374043479.post-5846068612529758296</id><published>2009-08-13T22:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T22:24:40.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Barney loves kids...</title><content type='html'>In death MJ found peace from all those parents who had eyes that looked like dollar signs, claiming that Jacko molested their kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't think he is a sicko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah he loved kids a lot but I doubt he would go into paedo-mode. He was married twice to start with. And if he was sick he would have done that years before, not when he was at his peak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading a post by Ian on FB- Barney is a paedophile... it got me thinking. If you still believe the Immortal King of Pop likes kiddies, I think you are all wrong!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to leave Jacko alone and have a go at Barney, he/it was annoyed me when I was a kid. Here are three reasons to why I think Barney is not going after adult dinos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only for laughs by the way, don't take it the wrong way will ya? I know it's only a kids show and it's not real...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. At school when everyone is there, he is only a little doll. Once all the adults leave and only the kids are left, he just so happens to magically enlarge and laughs gleefully and is so exicited his prehistoric heart might burst. His a stalker. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. He ends the show by professing his love for the kids and hugs them like their lovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. He touches them a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I ain no sicko but let us face it. We'll be in jail if any of us did that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a pretty short post. I've been busy so I've not much time to update the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841226623374043479-5846068612529758296?l=christypesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5846068612529758296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2009/08/barney-loves-kids.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/5846068612529758296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/5846068612529758296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2009/08/barney-loves-kids.html' title='Barney loves kids...'/><author><name>Chris Sidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08257644017915652164</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-4841226623374043479.post-3529168630416742647</id><published>2009-08-03T15:05:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T15:39:47.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Axe-Ee-Dent</title><content type='html'>So I saw this accident some time ago. This car was trying to overtake another and the reckless driver lost control of the car and it swerved to the right and rolled(four times) down a slope and into a carpark. F***!. The boot door and the front headlamp flew off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a nasty thing to see. The victims were(what a coincidence) from the Uni itself. The car appeared to have stopped rolling and was on it's right hand side when it slowly leaned back and fell on all four tyres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to feel sorry for the victims but I've no love for the driver who was driving too fast and was so impatient that her actions got them into deep crap. Okay maybe I'll symphatise with the guy in the passenger seat. He knocked his head against the windscreen and was bleeding all over. Not sure about his current condition but he was in bad shape and that he was transported to Kota Kinabalu for futher treatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know why I feel sorry for him...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because he was transported to KK by ferry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can something so serious sound so comedic, haih. I hate accidents. Sometimes the carelessness of others may turn accidents into manslaughter so BE CAREFUL WHEN YOU DRIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This road safety message is dedicated to Ding Sheng who keeps smashing into things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laOIRbKU41I/SnaPBGD4T7I/AAAAAAAAABc/qUuBssMyRig/s1600-h/07-25-09_1103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laOIRbKU41I/SnaPBGD4T7I/AAAAAAAAABc/qUuBssMyRig/s320/07-25-09_1103.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365633255028051890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do NOT approach a car immediately after it crashes. Or in this case, rolled over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laOIRbKU41I/SnaP5glI7-I/AAAAAAAAABk/W0NE2vmQzy0/s1600-h/07-25-09_1109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laOIRbKU41I/SnaP5glI7-I/AAAAAAAAABk/W0NE2vmQzy0/s320/07-25-09_1109.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365634224219549666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a pretty sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laOIRbKU41I/SnaRe4wQg7I/AAAAAAAAABs/DvJJVj2ftzg/s1600-h/07-25-09_1110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laOIRbKU41I/SnaRe4wQg7I/AAAAAAAAABs/DvJJVj2ftzg/s320/07-25-09_1110.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365635965875422130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the dumpster got thrashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laOIRbKU41I/SnaTAhgU1tI/AAAAAAAAAB8/HDDLFYP7CdU/s1600-h/07-25-09_1114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laOIRbKU41I/SnaTAhgU1tI/AAAAAAAAAB8/HDDLFYP7CdU/s320/07-25-09_1114.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365637643261761234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boot door flew away and so did the spare tyre.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841226623374043479-3529168630416742647?l=christypesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3529168630416742647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2009/08/axe-ee-dent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/3529168630416742647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/3529168630416742647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2009/08/axe-ee-dent.html' title='Axe-Ee-Dent'/><author><name>Chris Sidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08257644017915652164</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laOIRbKU41I/SnaPBGD4T7I/AAAAAAAAABc/qUuBssMyRig/s72-c/07-25-09_1103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841226623374043479.post-3649604818076716865</id><published>2009-07-31T22:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T23:13:24.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flu season</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laOIRbKU41I/SnMGUuqSe0I/AAAAAAAAABU/AI8rmgJ5KP4/s1600-h/07-03-09_1311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laOIRbKU41I/SnMGUuqSe0I/AAAAAAAAABU/AI8rmgJ5KP4/s320/07-03-09_1311.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364638534320945986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't get to see this back home... :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got better from a cold that has been holding me down for the past three weeks. My cough has been going on for that amount of time. After(finally) seeing the doctor on Monday, I made a pretty quick recovery. Heck, even my cough is gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to hand it to them for curing my cough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was down with the cold twice this year and on both times my cough couldn't go away until May despite going to the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what I think.... the doctor back home is a nut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, some people have been quarintined today as a precaution with all the H1N1 commotion. I'm still alive!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841226623374043479-3649604818076716865?l=christypesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3649604818076716865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2009/07/flu-season.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/3649604818076716865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/3649604818076716865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2009/07/flu-season.html' title='Flu season'/><author><name>Chris Sidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08257644017915652164</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/_laOIRbKU41I/SnMGUuqSe0I/AAAAAAAAABU/AI8rmgJ5KP4/s72-c/07-03-09_1311.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841226623374043479.post-7984652311629514734</id><published>2009-07-22T22:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T22:50:28.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pick-up Lines</title><content type='html'>Alright, I won't pretend to be an expert on the subject. I don't do these things... after all I'm here to study and if I could, get another Cowboy hat! But I just couldn't resist not telling you guys about this guy who tried to pick up one of my friends. It's just, well out of the ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys and I were on the ferry to Labuan and we were all talking and joking around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A psychotic nerd just shoves what looks like a PSP between me and my friend and quickly says to her in a low voice, 'this was a game made by one of the IT student, you see the graphic it resembled... yadda yadda... and the storyline is...yadda yadda..." He was getting more emotional and exicited. He sounded like he was reassuring her from the boogeyman that just scared the living daylights out of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon the grammatical errors but that's how he speaks. No offence. No it's not word for word I can't remember these things 100%. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we thought this guy was doing one of those ten-second demos about some video or something. The Love Guru was babbling away for more than ten minutes. So our friend was saved from further agony when my roomie asked her to go for a walk. That's what friends are for :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She spent the rest of the trip sleeping in the corner hidden from everyone else. It was a peaceful ride after that. Didn't see LG anywhere after that.. wheew! Two hours of having the wind blowing in your face without a worry in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sid Out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841226623374043479-7984652311629514734?l=christypesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7984652311629514734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2009/07/pick-up-lines.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/7984652311629514734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/7984652311629514734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2009/07/pick-up-lines.html' title='Pick-up Lines'/><author><name>Chris Sidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08257644017915652164</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-4841226623374043479.post-7348853007599230620</id><published>2009-07-19T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T17:00:20.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Trip To Labuan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laOIRbKU41I/SmLJppxY7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5unjuyppdB4/s1600-h/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laOIRbKU41I/SmLJppxY7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5unjuyppdB4/s320/048.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360068223949139154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view from my room in Sabah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lose count on how many weeks it has been since I left Penang. I think it has been four weeks. That would make it my third week in Labuan. I'm still adjusting  but I don't think I can ever understand what the people here are saying. It's not just their accent, but I never got the hang of spoken Malay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my orientation week in Kota Kinabalu, we were to leave for Labuan International Campus by ferry. The Internationls (a.k.a those from China) and a few other girls left in the morning, which would probrably mean they would have caught the mid-day ferry to Labuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left for a place called Menumbuk at about 11am. 'This should be a short trip', I thought to myself. 'Menumbuk's probrably some place near the city, everything is'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laOIRbKU41I/SmLKhUGx_UI/AAAAAAAAAAU/x8OPHdI6EMw/s1600-h/078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laOIRbKU41I/SmLKhUGx_UI/AAAAAAAAAAU/x8OPHdI6EMw/s320/078.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360069180205956418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UMS Stadium... hope I got the right picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Hours Later...&lt;br /&gt;Turns out we're actually heading for the port that is closer to Labuan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laOIRbKU41I/SmLODU_JDlI/AAAAAAAAAAc/TknxhHWdHac/s1600-h/07-03-09_1153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laOIRbKU41I/SmLODU_JDlI/AAAAAAAAAAc/TknxhHWdHac/s320/07-03-09_1153.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360073063092784722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is either the DBP or their 'Putrajaya' of Sabah as they call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laOIRbKU41I/SmLRFn4LReI/AAAAAAAAAAk/sK_B7Amt6SQ/s1600-h/07-03-09_1212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laOIRbKU41I/SmLRFn4LReI/AAAAAAAAAAk/sK_B7Amt6SQ/s320/07-03-09_1212.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360076401058465250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabah is surrounded by islands like this. I thought every one of them was Labuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at Menumbuk only to learn that there has been a delay. 'The ship better not have ran out of fuel', I thought. Well whatever the reason for the delay, we had three hours for ourselves. Menumbuk is full of trees as is most of the state. There were only a few shops - two tiny food shops and a place where u can play console games(only PS2 games I'm afraid). There wasn't much to do so we headed inside the customs office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laOIRbKU41I/SmLSWUU0DQI/AAAAAAAAAAs/4NmXVYrfuG8/s1600-h/07-03-09_1614.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laOIRbKU41I/SmLSWUU0DQI/AAAAAAAAAAs/4NmXVYrfuG8/s320/07-03-09_1614.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360077787379272962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the customs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing much to show you guys about the pier. Just another island in front of me. And this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laOIRbKU41I/SmLVo_oOUpI/AAAAAAAAAA0/b7ttU-2gVwI/s1600-h/07-03-09_1639.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laOIRbKU41I/SmLVo_oOUpI/AAAAAAAAAA0/b7ttU-2gVwI/s320/07-03-09_1639.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360081406775939730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, the water is BLACK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the ferry finally arrived at 6. Problem was it took 1 hour to port. After porting in the wrong place, it spent 45 minutes back at sea completely stationary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the ship ported and the vechicles drove out, we quickly occupied the top deck. I couldn't take anymore pictures because it was too dark(7 o'clock here is 8 o'clock back home, despite the fact that it's only a half hour difference between here and the Peninsular). For the next two hours, it was nothing but islands and the wind blowing in my face. Don't know if the water was still black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Destination : Labuan&lt;br /&gt;Time Arrived : around 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing that greeted us at Labuan was two duty free shops(this is what kept me from fighting to go Queensland in the first place... other than the course that I'm doing of course). I learnt that the shops here close at 9pm. I couldn't carry any more bags, so I had to wait a little while before I could blow my cash on chocolates... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went to the campus, ate, checked it, yadda yadda fell asleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty much it. Here are a few more pictures I took along the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laOIRbKU41I/SmLfqAimMWI/AAAAAAAAAA8/IY4MIgBmjzw/s1600-h/07-03-09_1208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laOIRbKU41I/SmLfqAimMWI/AAAAAAAAAA8/IY4MIgBmjzw/s320/07-03-09_1208.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360092419316920674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laOIRbKU41I/SmLgJU3Vo7I/AAAAAAAAABE/w0Pv8IQBdLw/s1600-h/07-03-09_1241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laOIRbKU41I/SmLgJU3Vo7I/AAAAAAAAABE/w0Pv8IQBdLw/s320/07-03-09_1241.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360092957348570034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laOIRbKU41I/SmLgX5rWhsI/AAAAAAAAABM/8m4rFQfLVkc/s1600-h/07-03-09_1613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laOIRbKU41I/SmLgX5rWhsI/AAAAAAAAABM/8m4rFQfLVkc/s320/07-03-09_1613.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360093207748576962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841226623374043479-7348853007599230620?l=christypesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7348853007599230620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2009/07/trip-to-labuan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/7348853007599230620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/7348853007599230620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2009/07/trip-to-labuan.html' title='The Trip To Labuan'/><author><name>Chris Sidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08257644017915652164</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/_laOIRbKU41I/SmLJppxY7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5unjuyppdB4/s72-c/048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841226623374043479.post-6202392199386899730</id><published>2009-07-17T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T14:13:31.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Error</title><content type='html'>Hey, sorry for all the typos in my previous posts. I'll try to cut down on the typos next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841226623374043479-6202392199386899730?l=christypesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6202392199386899730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2009/07/error.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/6202392199386899730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/6202392199386899730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2009/07/error.html' title='Error'/><author><name>Chris Sidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08257644017915652164</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-4841226623374043479.post-85937120767423971</id><published>2009-07-16T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T23:55:44.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You must persevere</title><content type='html'>I had my first English class today. The course called Academic Reading &amp; Writing. My lecturer was talking about her life which is pretty interesting. She's half Spanish(her dad's Spanish) and half Malay. She's married with 3 kids, though I could have swore she mentioned six. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wanted to become an English teacher after school. She applied to study at UKM but she didn't get the university of her choice. Can't remember what did she do after that. Anyway, she got married and had THREE(yeah it's three) kids. After receiving her degree, she was offered a place at the University of Edinburgh. She did not expect that at all. Now she has her Masters and is about to do her PhD soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lecturer told us a few important things. The first was when she wasn't accepted by UKM. 'Look at it as a blessing in disguise' she whispered...'AND IT WAS A BIG BLESSING IN DISGUISED!' she yelled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second -  'I know some of you got a course you don't like or want. But it doesn't matter! Whatever it is, you must work hard and be excellent in it! Just do it, if you want to do something else, you can do it after you graduate. Go on if you want to be a teacher(she's refering to a friend of mine who didn't do well in his interview to enter the Teaching College), finish your degree and get your diploma. Don't worry if your still studying while all your other friends are working, just go on.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that more or less what she said, I apologise for not accurately quoting her every single word. But you get the message. And most of us can relate to her story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may not end up where we expected and we may not get the things we want. But that's not the end of the world. In her own words 'your still alive'. It's true, we live to fight another day though not in a situation we want to be in but it's how we make the best out of what we got that makes us succeed. If your driving and your car is stuck in the mud, do you call your parents and ask for a new car? Heck no, you find a way out. Persevere and you'll be suprised by what happens in the end. My lecturer never expected to end up in Edinburgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not be at your dream university/college. Nor are you living the sweet life you've been dreaming of, but you can't expect your fairytale to come through. I might consider myself lucky to have to endure only 3 years of this. And I'll be coming home every 5-8 weeks. So before I know it, I'll be back home playing on my Wii until 2-3 in the morning with a slice of pizza on the table... four more weeks! Charge 'em batteries because I'm Coming home soon!! Australia can wait, that dessert island isn't going to dissapear overnight ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the car in the mud... what I'm trying to say that if your stuck you got to stop calling for your parents to get you out of something you don't like(or want for that matter). A lot of people declined their offers from the Public Unis and enrolled in a private college because their in the same situation as I'm in(my CGPA was good enough for the course of my choice but I didn't get what I asked for).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My question to them is this - Why did you waste one and a half years of your life going through immense suffering(or purgatory as I would call Form 6) only to end up in a private college despite receiving an offer from one of the public universities?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841226623374043479-85937120767423971?l=christypesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/85937120767423971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-must-persevere.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/85937120767423971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/85937120767423971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-must-persevere.html' title='You must persevere'/><author><name>Chris Sidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08257644017915652164</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-4841226623374043479.post-6832458595563847192</id><published>2009-07-15T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T12:59:31.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mark Webber wins at last</title><content type='html'>Mark Webber wins the 2009 German Grand Prix(my least favourite GP after Monaco). After 130 starts the Aussie takes his maiden GP win at the Nurburgring. It has taken him eight seasons but his finally done it. Mark made his debut at the Australian GP in 2002, finishing 5th in a underpowered, underfunded and unreliable Minardi. He later moved to Jaguar a team that scored points - occasionally with a front row start at Sepang being the highlight of his time at Jaguar. Many thought he would appear on the podium and even win a few races when he signed up for Williams in 2005. Williams was on the decline that year and he only had a 3rd place in Monte Carlo to his name. He is a quick and skillful driver but the one thing holding him back is a competitive car. After seven seasons in Formula 1, he finally has a competitive car designed by the famous Adrian Newey. After appearing regularly on the podium this season, Webber broke his duck by winning the German GP from pole position, despite receiving a penalty earlier in the race. His win now makes him a contender in the Driver's Championship with Jenson Button 22.5 points ahead of him(note that Webber has collected 26 points from a possible 30 in the last three races). I wish I could have watched the race, his not my favourite driver but he is a good one. What I need is a tv, an ASTRO decoder and a satelite dish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841226623374043479-6832458595563847192?l=christypesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6832458595563847192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2009/07/mark-webber-wins-at-last.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/6832458595563847192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/6832458595563847192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2009/07/mark-webber-wins-at-last.html' title='Mark Webber wins at last'/><author><name>Chris Sidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08257644017915652164</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-4841226623374043479.post-3540904420493400628</id><published>2009-07-09T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T20:19:16.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>University Blues</title><content type='html'>The two questions I've been asking myself over and over again for the past three weeks are...&lt;br /&gt;1. Why am I being sent to the other side of the country far away from the city?&lt;br /&gt;2. What am I studying again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I'm currently studying in one of the country's Federal Territories taking up a course called E-Commerce. I always imagined myself studying at a prestigous university like Cambridge or Oxford (oh come on, who doesn't?) but you can't always have everything in life so it looks like I'm going to be here for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was bummed for being sent here. I could have gone to Australia to take up a degree in Agricultural Science. At one point(prior to receiving my offer from Sabah) it was guranteed that I would be eating Vegemite again by the first week of August, that was until the end of June that I was living in that fairytale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well long story short, a lot of my friends and relatives have been telling me to complete my degree program here and then go to Australia or wherever it is I want to go after this. It's one of those things I'll never understand why, but no fret, I'm staying here. Bring on the duty free chocolates :).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841226623374043479-3540904420493400628?l=christypesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3540904420493400628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2009/07/university-blues.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/3540904420493400628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/3540904420493400628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2009/07/university-blues.html' title='University Blues'/><author><name>Chris Sidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08257644017915652164</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-4841226623374043479.post-2742871823626215021</id><published>2009-07-07T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T22:55:33.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Numero Uno</title><content type='html'>Hey hello there. Welcome to my blog! I was meaning to get one for ages. I use to have one a few years back though. Unfortunately I entered an ultra complicated password which I forgot in about... 2 weeks so Heaven knows what happened to it. Anyway, I better be off, the rain has stopped an I really need to get some sleep. Adious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841226623374043479-2742871823626215021?l=christypesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2742871823626215021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2009/07/numero-uno.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/2742871823626215021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841226623374043479/posts/default/2742871823626215021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christypesstuff.blogspot.com/2009/07/numero-uno.html' title='Numero Uno'/><author><name>Chris Sidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08257644017915652164</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>
