<?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-3576096397080929149</id><updated>2011-07-08T13:15:19.734+08:00</updated><category term='Before Fall 2008'/><title type='text'>Still Lucifer's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexlucifer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3576096397080929149/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexlucifer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Alex Lucifer Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13550364630241638452</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>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3576096397080929149.post-5733177190316969192</id><published>2009-08-15T15:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T16:22:05.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The best is the enemy of the good. -Voltaire-</title><content type='html'>Updating the not updated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer endowed me with experiences... with life... and well... still waiting for it...love.&lt;br /&gt;Let's skip the adventurous misfortune I had the past couple months!&lt;br /&gt;In short, spending nights in Airports, an old school Chinese train, money BADLY spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the good news are, I am going to AUC Egypt next year, and I am going to the water resource trip to China year end, I made the dean's list, and I am still alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling for someone isn't hard. But falling for someone that you know nothing would happen is slightly harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling... in general is not that hard, it's the aftermath-the coming back that is hard, but the hardest is probably the realization that another fall normally follows after you struggled so much to stand up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, life is funny when it allows emotions but no ideal ways for such emotions to express themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like having the most bitter/sour candy in your mouth and can't spit it out because your lips are sealed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always prefer to say something I'll regret later than not say something that I'll regret not saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short update.&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3576096397080929149-5733177190316969192?l=alexlucifer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexlucifer.blogspot.com/feeds/5733177190316969192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3576096397080929149&amp;postID=5733177190316969192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3576096397080929149/posts/default/5733177190316969192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3576096397080929149/posts/default/5733177190316969192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexlucifer.blogspot.com/2009/08/best-is-enemy-of-good-voltaire.html' title='The best is the enemy of the good. -Voltaire-'/><author><name>Alex Lucifer Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13550364630241638452</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-3576096397080929149.post-2295619854677616987</id><published>2009-06-30T03:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T23:12:39.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is what happens while you are busy making other plans.</title><content type='html'>Updating my blog on my birthday eve is something special, well I'm technically 22 already in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so what's going on with my life the past month?&lt;br /&gt;Sophomore year officially ended. Love me classes and my grades officially pushed me to a cum laude. But what does that mean? that means unless I get all As and stayed in Lawrence and not go abroad, I will not reach a magna cum laude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I can go to Egypt next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where am I for my birthday? I'm currently in Dartmouth University. One of the 8 Ivy league schools in the states. (For those who don't know what is an Ivy League, the league consists of 8 of the oldest and prestigious universities in the US, namely Harvard, Princeton, Yale, Columbia, Dartmouth, Brown, Cornell, and UPenn.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dartmouth is very beautiful, people here aren't as snobbish as I thought it would be. Dorms are a little...old I should say. But the nature and the green around the college are great. I went for a run with Sha Long, my new best friend in Dartmouth and discovered how nice is nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what did I do for my birthday eve? I played beer pong (badly) in a frat house call tri-kap (kappa kappa kappa = kkk lol ) and discover a frat with lotsa asians is one of the most happening frat in school!! Then I had some beer and ice-cream and 5 different versions of birthday song sung by awesome group of friends from Chinese Language House. Let me recall, Mandarin, Spanish, Portugese, German, Japanese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guys!! It was a cozy birthday with no cake but lotsa love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hugz Sijie, Long, Linda, Elva, Cacey, Zach?? hugz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More drinking later?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3576096397080929149-2295619854677616987?l=alexlucifer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexlucifer.blogspot.com/feeds/2295619854677616987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3576096397080929149&amp;postID=2295619854677616987' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3576096397080929149/posts/default/2295619854677616987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3576096397080929149/posts/default/2295619854677616987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexlucifer.blogspot.com/2009/06/life-is-what-happens-while-you-are-busy.html' title='Life is what happens while you are busy making other plans.'/><author><name>Alex Lucifer Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13550364630241638452</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-3576096397080929149.post-5455615061855173141</id><published>2009-06-07T03:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T22:37:01.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rough week in the past, rough life ahead.</title><content type='html'>In the States, it's lame to have a blog, but who cares anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Those that read my blog will continue reading, those that don't will never start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's the interesting topic this time? It's one week from summer break, and I have no fucking idea what to do by then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me break down events since it has been long before I last updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. School&lt;br /&gt;2. Girls&lt;br /&gt;3. Summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start with school. Last week probably had been the roughest (craziest) week in my academic career. I have 8 things due in the same week. 2 case studies, 1 book review, 1 investment analysis paper (27-pages), IPO assignment, Entrepreneurship presentation, Investment analysis presentation, Arabic aural test. ** I forgot I also have driving test that I failed miserably!!**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also on Wednesday, I was wasted and witnessed the famous LU senior streak. (Yes, like in the movies) I had seen many of my senior friends naked by now, it's probably also the first time I saw more than 50 naked people running. (I saw it last year but it was approaching the end, this year I was down in the bar with them from the start!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I pulled off the week with extreme fatigue by Friday, and as usual drinking was involved.&lt;br /&gt;Then, that connect to the second event. Girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past month has been kinda weird in many aspect of girls. Of course the ongoing struggle of being a whore or a nice dude. But who cares...&lt;br /&gt;But to protect victims or beneficiaries, I will use codes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXX had a boyfriend but broke up. We hung out a lot, things are chilling, I know what's up with her other life (not to be disclosed). But being the 'mature' guy, I said it's fine with whatever she does, it's her life and putting myself in her shoes, I'll do the same. However, it is always easier said than done. When I don't see her having her other life, I'm fine with it. It boils down to last night when I actually was there in the scene, it is actually sour. Like really sour and upsetting. So?? I go home, duh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok no. I didn't go home, I went out and saw YYY. YYY was my previous crush (like first couple weeks of freshman year) that did what XXX did. I normally have no idea what she's thinking, cause I'm like an older brother that can hardly convince a younger sister not to do stupid things while I'm the guy that is fooling with other people's sister. Well at least I prevented YYY from falling into the same trap again. And YYY experienced one of the funniest story today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So readers will think...I'm not with XXX, and not with YYY. I surely went home?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. I called ZZZ and ask if I could go over, and of course I slept over there. **Note: Sleeping here is literal.** Funny thing is, ZZZ is a really close friend, and just like XXX before, has a boyfriend. There isn't much complication actually, the only thing is I know ZZZ's boyfriend personally. Does Bro Code apply here? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I'm just juggling between XXX, YYY, ZZZ and at the same time eyeing options ABCDE...but it's the end of the year...nothing's gonna happen for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That moves on to the last point - Summer.&lt;br /&gt;Summer seems blurrish to me. I was suppose to live with my friend, who is well off due to his investment strategy. So why issit still blurrish? Cause strategy may fail, and it did.&lt;br /&gt;Now, we're just two struggling kids trying to get a living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I go home? Should I just stay? Should I go see Sijie in Darthmouth? or go chill with XXX for a little while before she leaves for her next plan? or should I just....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer is blurrish.&lt;br /&gt;I went through a rough week, but the life ahead...seems rougher...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cest la vie&lt;br /&gt;Chee Chee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3576096397080929149-5455615061855173141?l=alexlucifer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexlucifer.blogspot.com/feeds/5455615061855173141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3576096397080929149&amp;postID=5455615061855173141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3576096397080929149/posts/default/5455615061855173141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3576096397080929149/posts/default/5455615061855173141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexlucifer.blogspot.com/2009/06/rough-week-in-past-rough-life-ahead.html' title='Rough week in the past, rough life ahead.'/><author><name>Alex Lucifer Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13550364630241638452</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-3576096397080929149.post-3793478183546594654</id><published>2009-04-08T12:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T13:13:05.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No more Sloppy~</title><content type='html'>So I'm back on track...at least for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My niece, little Yuet Ling came to the world on April Fool's day. I hope she'll enjoy her stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a little shocked by myself last week. I woke up and found that I'm not interested in most things I'm interested in!&lt;br /&gt;(ie. in this case, 烟酒嫖赌, which translate to smoking, alcohol, women and gambling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, it was just a small change to how I shall perceive them.&lt;br /&gt;I still like to indulge in them. I'll smoke sheesha now and then, gamble with my brain in my investments, but will stop getting drunk 3-4 times a week, and women... I'll leave that natural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I start reading and preparing for class beforehand. Entrepreneurship  class has my interest now, it's been a while since I have educational passion~ I start dreaming of going to great schools again. (Yes, Sloan, HBS, Wharton, Oxford)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This term, I'm taking Intermediate Arabic, Entrepreneurship and Financial Markets, and Investment Analysis. I have classes everyday, but only one class on Mondays, Tuesdays, Fridays, and two on Wednesdays and Thursdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I'm taking the business path of my education. So much of liberal arts education but I did have many interesting classes like Transgender lives and Innovation and of course Arabic is the highlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to apply to American University in Cairo for Spring Semester next year and need to find someway to finance it. As usual, applications are troublesome and annoying. Plus I need to find any internships if possible during summer. Hmmmppphhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my priorities are pretty clear now. ~Life~&lt;br /&gt;haha, which includes all vices and luxuries and interests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cest la vie~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then,&lt;br /&gt;Chee chee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3576096397080929149-3793478183546594654?l=alexlucifer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexlucifer.blogspot.com/feeds/3793478183546594654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3576096397080929149&amp;postID=3793478183546594654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3576096397080929149/posts/default/3793478183546594654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3576096397080929149/posts/default/3793478183546594654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexlucifer.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-more-sloppy.html' title='No more Sloppy~'/><author><name>Alex Lucifer Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13550364630241638452</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-3576096397080929149.post-2379330104216819160</id><published>2009-03-05T06:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T07:12:07.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My heart still beats.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXnKyyDQRZY/Sa8IncyLv9I/AAAAAAAAAJo/WCWEPLA6Xgs/s1600-h/IMG_0807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXnKyyDQRZY/Sa8IncyLv9I/AAAAAAAAAJo/WCWEPLA6Xgs/s320/IMG_0807.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309471959527702482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Weirdly enough, my heart still beats faster sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;After all, my heart is warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easy not to think about it and take it really easy. However, I just feel like thinking bout it out of curiosity.&lt;br /&gt;I really want to understand them sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;But again, that's against my principle of "women are not to be understood, but only to be loved".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's weird, I thought I was cool and playful, but I don't know how to react now, I'm just cautious nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random shot from a glass of water and sunlight, I find it very amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite whatever that's happening, my heart still beats faster when she's around, and I can't help it. = S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3576096397080929149-2379330104216819160?l=alexlucifer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexlucifer.blogspot.com/feeds/2379330104216819160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3576096397080929149&amp;postID=2379330104216819160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3576096397080929149/posts/default/2379330104216819160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3576096397080929149/posts/default/2379330104216819160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexlucifer.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-heart-still-beats.html' title='My heart still beats.'/><author><name>Alex Lucifer Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13550364630241638452</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/_AXnKyyDQRZY/Sa8IncyLv9I/AAAAAAAAAJo/WCWEPLA6Xgs/s72-c/IMG_0807.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3576096397080929149.post-3338106797867816285</id><published>2009-02-26T13:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T13:44:50.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The point of thinking too much...</title><content type='html'>As I said, I was cleaning up myself.&lt;br /&gt;My dear friend M-san had passed his surgery and hopefully he will recover soon!&lt;br /&gt;早く良くなってください！&lt;br /&gt;Really hope he'll be fine because he was also my sheesha buddy and when I saw him, he is not looking  元気！&lt;br /&gt;So Ms. A sent me a message saying M-san was fine and the surgery was successful.&lt;br /&gt;And the next thing happened was my phone display popped "Message full".&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when you see such message? DELETE OLD MESSAGES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under normal circumstances, I will just skim through and delete all, I almost did the same this time.&lt;br /&gt;But...I think too much...&lt;br /&gt;I re-read my inbox and outbox dated from November 2008 to February 2009. Well friends that got updated would guessed the details of messages during this period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm...they ranged from lovey dovey to painfully silent, made me wonder people's relationship are so light and fragile. Then, I think a step further, if I felt my heart going up and down from these messages, she would probably feel the same when she read messages from the previous aka current.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's fair. Or I'm thinking too much.&lt;br /&gt;Hope he's not too bad of a guy, even if he is, hope he's really what you want.&lt;br /&gt;I can only act the family role and to support all your decisions and welcome you back with open arms and open hearts no matter you succeed or failed. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I think too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cry me a river, build a bridge, and fucking get over it!"-Ernie-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chee chee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3576096397080929149-3338106797867816285?l=alexlucifer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexlucifer.blogspot.com/feeds/3338106797867816285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3576096397080929149&amp;postID=3338106797867816285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3576096397080929149/posts/default/3338106797867816285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3576096397080929149/posts/default/3338106797867816285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexlucifer.blogspot.com/2009/02/point-of-thinking-too-much.html' title='The point of thinking too much...'/><author><name>Alex Lucifer Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13550364630241638452</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-3576096397080929149.post-4157545016657138351</id><published>2009-02-25T01:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T04:02:47.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fortune Cookies~</title><content type='html'>Last Monday, I took 3 fortune cookies and broke them before, during and after my dinner.&lt;br /&gt;They all turn out to be awesome messages, but what happen that same night was not really close to awesome. My ex-girl friend finally broke the news that her heart was with her ex-boyfriend, or well, current boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not too surprising, but the fact that she told me several weeks after they got back together, amazed me. Well we broke up like 6-7 weeks ago and I might be very emotional during that several weeks, but I think I will feel better if she told me earlier, instead of trying every possible way to make a fool out of myself the past month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to observe people and make my own predictions. I like to see the both extremes of a person, For the worst and the best.&lt;br /&gt;I let it go peacefully not because I blame her or sympathize myself, but because I like her and I would like to see her in her best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I've been swimming, watching dramas, and cleaning up myself to restart my life.&lt;br /&gt;The thing with Lawrence is it belittles you, it covers you with minute problems and eventually makes you lost track of life.&lt;br /&gt;I'd always been out of the bubble, but I fell in it and now I need to take a step back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to have great aspirations again, I wanted to be special again, I want my confidence back. So yesterday, I picked up 3 fortune cookies again. (The rule to this is always add "in-bed" behind.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First cookie: Give a hug to someone who needs one more than you----- in bed.&lt;br /&gt;Second cookie: Nothing will get in the way of your desire to succeed. Keep at it!----in bed.&lt;br /&gt;Final cookie: You have enough energy and enthusiasm for two people-------in bed. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HaHaHaHaHa, Now I wonder what's ahead for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice I used many "I's" in this post, because everybody cares about "I" the most, and I'm still sticking with that principle. Even caring for others, we are putting our own feel good factor or reputation in hand. No, don't give me that you genuinely feel that way, if you would be brutally honest and skip all those superficial values, you know you're doing those things to make yourself look good. Which is much better than doing bad things to others to make yourself look good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I had never given up on you. Because you want me to, I let it go for I like you enough to not be selfish this time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you guys want something special to kill time, watch &lt;love&gt;Japanese Drama "Love Shuffle", it is somehow different from conventional stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then~&lt;br /&gt;Chee chee&lt;/love&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3576096397080929149-4157545016657138351?l=alexlucifer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexlucifer.blogspot.com/feeds/4157545016657138351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3576096397080929149&amp;postID=4157545016657138351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3576096397080929149/posts/default/4157545016657138351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3576096397080929149/posts/default/4157545016657138351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexlucifer.blogspot.com/2009/02/fortune-cookies.html' title='Fortune Cookies~'/><author><name>Alex Lucifer Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13550364630241638452</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-3576096397080929149.post-7380546528846680523</id><published>2009-02-20T02:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T14:09:20.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It took me a while.</title><content type='html'>Normally when I update, means I have something to share.&lt;br /&gt;Today's topic is - big city syndrome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a big city, life is hectic and everyone has so much going on.&lt;br /&gt;You will need friends with you, and you fall back to your family, and you are struggling to live your own life.&lt;br /&gt;So where does this situation position your romantic partner or relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People from big city are light and casual in relationship. Well, casual here does not mean casually make love, or since it's casual, should just label it as sexual intercourse. But casual as in not giving too much priority in romantic relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worship the casual idea all along. I insist that one person can fall in love with multiple people at the same time. However, keeping too much distance with a romantic partner might make it Lust rather than Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXnKyyDQRZY/SZ23dumNewI/AAAAAAAAAIo/2oYnRWMORWs/s1600-h/800px-Skyscrapers_of_Shinjuku_2009_January.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 170px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXnKyyDQRZY/SZ23dumNewI/AAAAAAAAAIo/2oYnRWMORWs/s320/800px-Skyscrapers_of_Shinjuku_2009_January.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304597657464699650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*Picture does not depict specific city in question*&lt;br /&gt;New York, Tokyo, or Shanghai has a population more than 10million people.&lt;br /&gt;What am I coming to?&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, Shanghai women overpowered men, The Yankees are rather harsh or mean, and in Tokyo people mind their own business. So people's relationship are very fragile in such big cities, and there are not much warmth between strangers.&lt;br /&gt;For example, Japan is a group oriented country and Japanese value friends/community higher than a single partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The residents of such big cities almost tacitly have a mutual understanding to react to each other. They usually put romantic relationship at the last of their priorities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What puzzled me was, why do you want a relationship if it has less priority than friends?&lt;br /&gt;Possible explanations include:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Friends are there no matter what, relationships come and go.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Relationships are temporary, until you found the right one.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Relationships are fragile and might hurt you, so it's better to keep distance and casual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a romantic relationship is not to be consider for long term partner, then it might be merely for temporary physical and mental satisfaction. You just need someone there to care or "care" when you need them, and when you don't have time or have better things to do, you will prioritize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of you might feel bizarre or might feel like there's a bell ringing in your head.&lt;br /&gt;But what I'm driving here is, people from huge cities might prefer to adopt this mindset. I surveyed a friend that lived in a same country but not the big city and he has a completely different viewpoint from my observation of the big city syndrome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was born and raised in the largest city in Malaysia, with a population around 1.9 million. Relatively small compare to these Megacities, but I do feel the need of being casual, since there are so many things more to life. However, in my opinion the point of having a romantic relationship does mean prioritizing my partner over my general friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life &gt; Family &gt; Close Buddies &gt; or =  Romantic Partner &gt; General Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This big city syndrome is fine, as long as you go along with it. But if you're going at it coming from a warmer(not climate wise) place or an outsider's POV, be aware of the clash of behaviors. It'll take time to understand it, and if you do live in these Megacities, you might eventually adopt the mindset and become one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 'my' nut shell, I guess this phenom is circumstantial, but overall it's not healthy because human are selfish social animal. It might reach a point that human just have sex for the sake of recreation but not reproduction. Ahhhh~ maybe that explains dropping birth-rate in certain cities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guten Tag my friends, you guys are almost par with my close buddies now! Appreciate it!&lt;br /&gt;(I'm single!  ;P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**PS: If you read the original post, I am sorry that MY opinion is generalizing certain culture or cities and thus I amended some details.**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3576096397080929149-7380546528846680523?l=alexlucifer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexlucifer.blogspot.com/feeds/7380546528846680523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3576096397080929149&amp;postID=7380546528846680523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3576096397080929149/posts/default/7380546528846680523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3576096397080929149/posts/default/7380546528846680523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexlucifer.blogspot.com/2009/02/it-took-me-while.html' title='It took me a while.'/><author><name>Alex Lucifer Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13550364630241638452</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/_AXnKyyDQRZY/SZ23dumNewI/AAAAAAAAAIo/2oYnRWMORWs/s72-c/800px-Skyscrapers_of_Shinjuku_2009_January.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3576096397080929149.post-8063363080879712575</id><published>2009-01-23T03:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T04:41:59.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Does it hurt anymore?</title><content type='html'>So life is always unpredictable...sometimes life is just random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why so many people prefer a status quo? or go back into time? or live stably? Because randomness hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things change, sometimes better sometimes worse, but I thought I enjoy changes!! Life's gonna be so boring if there's no changes!!&lt;br /&gt;But maybe that only works when it changes in your favor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But every morning I wake up and tell myself it's time to pick yourself up! Yes Yes!! It happened for like 8 hours and when dusk arrives...the emotion came back and haunt me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll have to find a thousand reasons to put myself into sleep, and it will last another 15 hours. It's like taking prozac shot, haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think someone's right about Happiness will only come to the door of smiles, and even if you need to force it, force it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I'm feeling anymore, but like many naive people, I want to turn back time to good times. Haha, but without bad times, I'll never know when are the good ones, so... sigh relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes people says let it go, but sometimes having some hope helps you go through a day easier, until you're finally healed. Haha, should I let it go but be super emotional or should I have some hope and chill through a day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I?&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3576096397080929149-8063363080879712575?l=alexlucifer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexlucifer.blogspot.com/feeds/8063363080879712575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3576096397080929149&amp;postID=8063363080879712575' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3576096397080929149/posts/default/8063363080879712575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3576096397080929149/posts/default/8063363080879712575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexlucifer.blogspot.com/2009/01/does-it-hurt-anymore.html' title='Does it hurt anymore?'/><author><name>Alex Lucifer Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13550364630241638452</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-3576096397080929149.post-135986683925431611</id><published>2009-01-21T02:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T03:53:41.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Luck Next Time~</title><content type='html'>Yupe,&lt;br /&gt;Better luck next time. That's something people say when the opponent lost the game.&lt;br /&gt;Well, that is how I felt! =)&lt;br /&gt;So I got AK hand and the flop came AAK. What else can I ask for? I changed my strategy I normally use to play slow and went All In. So she called!! I'm surprised and happy.&lt;br /&gt;We flipped over our cards,&lt;br /&gt;ME: AK&lt;br /&gt;HER: 33&lt;br /&gt;FLOP: AAK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I flopped a top boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TURN: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have the higher boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIVER: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: AAAKK&lt;br /&gt;HER: 3333A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better luck next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3576096397080929149-135986683925431611?l=alexlucifer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexlucifer.blogspot.com/feeds/135986683925431611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3576096397080929149&amp;postID=135986683925431611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3576096397080929149/posts/default/135986683925431611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3576096397080929149/posts/default/135986683925431611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexlucifer.blogspot.com/2009/01/better-luck-next-time.html' title='Better Luck Next Time~'/><author><name>Alex Lucifer Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13550364630241638452</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-3576096397080929149.post-7529745583221044409</id><published>2008-09-22T13:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T01:01:22.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to school, for the second time.</title><content type='html'>Dear friends and family,&lt;br /&gt;Sorry again for not updating in my blog, obviously classes and life have taken a toll on my time.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess I skipped the whole update of fall 2008.&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah Back to school for the second time, but the difference is now it's -12'C and 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fall 2008&lt;br /&gt;Was a great term. Did well in class, enjoy my friends, enjoy the atmosphere, enjoy having a partnership, someone I really think is cool and fun, even went to Jason Mraz Concert in Milwaukee, life is wonderful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it hits, when you're up there too long, it'll have to come down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter Break 2008&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't too great, partnership started to break into pieces, the boredom of solitude hits, the irrational-emotional trait in my brain hits, confidence level dropped to 3 years low...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I did make some new friends, and remade some friends, so it's fine...isn't that everything anyone cares about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter Term 2009&lt;br /&gt;Partnership broke down completely, without notice and warning, well not totally without notice but somehow surprising...I do like surprises, but sometimes...haha not this type...&lt;br /&gt;School got so much harder, emo-frequency on 3 years high, maturity-level fluctuates heavily, intoxicated level - hard to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, am I in good shape?? I need to pick myself up very soon.&lt;br /&gt;I want to expand my horizon, I want to study abroad in UK, I want to do internship in UK, I want to do a euro trip, I want to do student exchange in Cairo or Arab world, I want $$, I want a car, I want a crib, I want women (lol), I want a good job, I want to start my business, I want so many things!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, la la la la life is wonderful~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't let anything make you hate yourself, cause that probably is very unhealthy"-DD's Fargis dad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3576096397080929149-7529745583221044409?l=alexlucifer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexlucifer.blogspot.com/feeds/7529745583221044409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3576096397080929149&amp;postID=7529745583221044409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3576096397080929149/posts/default/7529745583221044409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3576096397080929149/posts/default/7529745583221044409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexlucifer.blogspot.com/2008/09/back-to-school-for-second-time.html' title='Back to school, for the second time.'/><author><name>Alex Lucifer Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13550364630241638452</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-3576096397080929149.post-7862562042428456290</id><published>2008-09-22T13:01:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T00:38:07.233+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Before Fall 2008'/><title type='text'>Chicago Shopping~</title><content type='html'>So I stayed in Chicago for like three days, and all I did is fencing, eating and shopping.&lt;br /&gt;What did I buy?? as below~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXnKyyDQRZY/SNctGSifqVI/AAAAAAAAAGo/UaihyxkwS-Y/s1600-h/IMG_0634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXnKyyDQRZY/SNctGSifqVI/AAAAAAAAAGo/UaihyxkwS-Y/s320/IMG_0634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248713476802586962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXnKyyDQRZY/SNctGh3QYqI/AAAAAAAAAGw/iRI4QuaGf-M/s1600-h/IMG_0635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXnKyyDQRZY/SNctGh3QYqI/AAAAAAAAAGw/iRI4QuaGf-M/s320/IMG_0635.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248713480916198050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clockwise from the left is Banana Republic plaid shorts, BR t-shirt, H&amp;amp;M knitted-sleeveless vest, Tommy Hilfiger trifold wallet, and you might see at the back is a black blazer from H&amp;amp;M.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AXnKyyDQRZY/SNctG0I8ilI/AAAAAAAAAG4/W8hr2CJCuHo/s1600-h/IMG_0633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AXnKyyDQRZY/SNctG0I8ilI/AAAAAAAAAG4/W8hr2CJCuHo/s320/IMG_0633.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248713485822233170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy Hilfiger Trifold wallet and H&amp;amp;M black blazer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXnKyyDQRZY/SNcuVtmmc7I/AAAAAAAAAHA/lmrzinX9wI8/s1600-h/IMG_0636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXnKyyDQRZY/SNcuVtmmc7I/AAAAAAAAAHA/lmrzinX9wI8/s320/IMG_0636.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248714841277232050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all of these kinda cost me a fortune buy I decided not to buy a trench coat for now, and all of these&lt;br /&gt;cost a decent nice trench coat. And the bill? $120++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another short update~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XoXo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3576096397080929149-7862562042428456290?l=alexlucifer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexlucifer.blogspot.com/feeds/7862562042428456290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3576096397080929149&amp;postID=7862562042428456290' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3576096397080929149/posts/default/7862562042428456290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3576096397080929149/posts/default/7862562042428456290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexlucifer.blogspot.com/2008/09/chicago-shopping.html' title='Chicago Shopping~'/><author><name>Alex Lucifer Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13550364630241638452</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/_AXnKyyDQRZY/SNctGSifqVI/AAAAAAAAAGo/UaihyxkwS-Y/s72-c/IMG_0634.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3576096397080929149.post-133800357415406876</id><published>2008-09-22T12:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T00:38:07.234+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Before Fall 2008'/><title type='text'>From KL to Chicago</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This is a quick post of my trip from KL &gt; Seoul &gt; Chicago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 12 hours long flight wasn't that bad after all...you'll know why by reading...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this is my first snack on the plane, roasted peanuts and Korean Beer. And on the right is my private screen, as you see I was watching Kungfu Panda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXnKyyDQRZY/SNck9MtgVmI/AAAAAAAAAE4/6jsRxsVOhNQ/s1600-h/IMG_0629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXnKyyDQRZY/SNck9MtgVmI/AAAAAAAAAE4/6jsRxsVOhNQ/s320/IMG_0629.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248704524526311010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXnKyyDQRZY/SNck9bOBwuI/AAAAAAAAAFA/oqMMXF6q5QM/s1600-h/IMG_0630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXnKyyDQRZY/SNck9bOBwuI/AAAAAAAAAFA/oqMMXF6q5QM/s320/IMG_0630.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248704528420815586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AXnKyyDQRZY/SNck9hZt3nI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Ja_MjzDPxBQ/s1600-h/IMG_0631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AXnKyyDQRZY/SNck9hZt3nI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Ja_MjzDPxBQ/s320/IMG_0631.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248704530080456306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then my meal, some Korean cuisine and soup. See the little control under the screen? Yes that's the a control to play games, or do whatever shit they offer. Plus the screen is touch screen!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXnKyyDQRZY/SNck9i3sQfI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/_wlxd3p8f20/s1600-h/IMG_0632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 319px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXnKyyDQRZY/SNck9i3sQfI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/_wlxd3p8f20/s320/IMG_0632.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248704530474615282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, that's a short update of the flight! Korean Air kinda rocks!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3576096397080929149-133800357415406876?l=alexlucifer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexlucifer.blogspot.com/feeds/133800357415406876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3576096397080929149&amp;postID=133800357415406876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3576096397080929149/posts/default/133800357415406876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3576096397080929149/posts/default/133800357415406876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexlucifer.blogspot.com/2008/09/from-kl-to-chicago.html' title='From KL to Chicago'/><author><name>Alex Lucifer Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13550364630241638452</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/_AXnKyyDQRZY/SNck9MtgVmI/AAAAAAAAAE4/6jsRxsVOhNQ/s72-c/IMG_0629.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3576096397080929149.post-3114109911031156626</id><published>2008-09-04T02:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T00:38:07.234+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Before Fall 2008'/><title type='text'>I like rain.</title><content type='html'>I was watching this movie called “一一”. Literally it means one one, but the title should be interpreted vertically, which means two. So the real title? A one and a Two.&lt;br /&gt;This movie makes me think a lot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was slightly depressed that I don't have a normal kind of high school life, that kind of puppy love or high school relationship era... it is non-existent in my life cause I skipped through that part of life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I can only expect the adulthood relationship, sad eh?? It kinda sucks when I miss the feeling of first love... (though I do have my "first love" around 14, but it's not the same)&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in an all boy school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like rain.  (Not to be confused with the Korean popstar Rain-Bi who many of my friends said we looked alike for a lil')&lt;br /&gt;I like seeing rain. I like the feeling when water flows down windows or a big panel of glass, or little raindrops making ripples in a pond of water or in puddle of water...&lt;br /&gt;I like rain. Cause it cleanses the earth and all souls. (of course it also save my time washing my car when I purposely parked my car outside)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this feeling, it gives people hope. It gives us a promise, a promise that hard work will bring results, a hopeful feeling that after the down-times in your life is a up up up.&lt;br /&gt;So having a rainy day...isn't too bad...you'll know the bright blue sky will appear and if you're lucky rainbow follows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**The above statement doesn't apply to typhoon or hurricane kinda of rain**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-"The night is darkest before dawn,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;        the sky is clearest after the rain."-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;link of the movie:&lt;br /&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yi_Yi:_A_One_and_a_Two&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3576096397080929149-3114109911031156626?l=alexlucifer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexlucifer.blogspot.com/feeds/3114109911031156626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3576096397080929149&amp;postID=3114109911031156626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3576096397080929149/posts/default/3114109911031156626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3576096397080929149/posts/default/3114109911031156626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexlucifer.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-like-rain.html' title='I like rain.'/><author><name>Alex Lucifer Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13550364630241638452</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-3576096397080929149.post-9026587028881753378</id><published>2008-09-03T16:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T00:38:07.235+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Before Fall 2008'/><title type='text'>Getting ready to leave.</title><content type='html'>I finally checked my itinerary and know that I'm supposed to be getting ready to go back to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Departure: KL - Seoul                     16 Sept   0115 - 0850&lt;br /&gt;Departure: Seoul-Chicago              16 Sept  1200 - 1035&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice! I can't spend the 16th in Malaysia, grrrrrr...&lt;br /&gt;That leaves me 12 days more in my homeland...&lt;br /&gt;...sob sob...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm gonna make a list of things I still want to do in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Karaoke (tho I did yesterday, need more!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seafood (Appleton know nuts about seafood)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Movies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clubbing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sheesha and more sheesha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nasi Lemak, Nasi Briyani, Nasi Bojari, Lamb Kebsa, Nasi lain-lain&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Satay&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ikan Bakar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Char Koey Teow&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shopping in huge malls (Fox river mall can go to hell)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cheap and nice haircut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Arrrrrrggggghhhh... so much more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nice to be home... sleep @ 6am and wake up @ 3pm. There will be food 24/7. Can drive around and go anywhere I want. Hang out with friends that I love. I'll miss Malaysia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-"Yesterday was ruined for the average today for the better tomorrow."-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3576096397080929149-9026587028881753378?l=alexlucifer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexlucifer.blogspot.com/feeds/9026587028881753378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3576096397080929149&amp;postID=9026587028881753378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3576096397080929149/posts/default/9026587028881753378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3576096397080929149/posts/default/9026587028881753378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexlucifer.blogspot.com/2008/09/getting-ready-to-leave.html' title='Getting ready to leave.'/><author><name>Alex Lucifer Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13550364630241638452</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-3576096397080929149.post-7520380292209775476</id><published>2008-09-01T06:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T06:34:35.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6.00 Am September 1st</title><content type='html'>-Day Tripper-&lt;br /&gt;So...I was up till 6.00am again...&lt;br /&gt;Looking at my room, entangled headphones and wires, a facial towel on the floor, CDs, newly changed bedsheets, bags unused for two months...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Drive My Car-&lt;br /&gt;My life is technically a mess, but somehow I felt the future is bright, and life's good for once.&lt;br /&gt;The dirty bowl and spoon lying on my table (I used it to eat cereals and Baskin Robbin's ice-cream at 5.30am while watching Dirty, Sexy, Money)&lt;br /&gt;I'm just wondering...what's going on...life is just so...easily and simply fulfilling...and yet still so empty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Nowhere Man-&lt;br /&gt;What was I thinking all the time?? (Besides God's ultimate creation, the opposite sex)&lt;br /&gt;What was I doing?&lt;br /&gt;What is the future?&lt;br /&gt;What is life?&lt;br /&gt;Shall we care only for ourselves? Or shall we care for others?&lt;br /&gt;Shall we do what's right? or try hard to be what's left?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Michelle-&lt;br /&gt;A long awaited message or mail... but it's not there...&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what happened in the process??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-In My Life-&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... confused and sleepless....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Girl-&lt;br /&gt;I found out I really like spaces...like spaces between my lines... I generally like things to take form or structure or system... haha weirdly enough I'm a pretty tidy guy...at times...well at least things should be in order...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Paperback writer-&lt;br /&gt;Oh some might wonder why those oddly positioned words to start of my paragraph...&lt;br /&gt;Haha, Amir you'll probably knew it from the start... = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Eleanor Rigby-&lt;br /&gt;Happy 21st Birthday Amir!!&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...will I make it to Genting and the casino this friday???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yellow Submarine-&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha, okok, those things are song titles, just the songs I'm listening to while typing, and till now, you guys probably get it with Yellow Submarine to end... Yes, it's the never dying 'Beatles'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-"Everyone's losing his/her life, but you can choose to lose it all at once, or one day at a time."-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3576096397080929149-7520380292209775476?l=alexlucifer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexlucifer.blogspot.com/feeds/7520380292209775476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3576096397080929149&amp;postID=7520380292209775476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3576096397080929149/posts/default/7520380292209775476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3576096397080929149/posts/default/7520380292209775476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexlucifer.blogspot.com/2008/09/600-am-september-1st.html' title='6.00 Am September 1st'/><author><name>Alex Lucifer Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13550364630241638452</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-3576096397080929149.post-6064704536034053247</id><published>2008-08-29T03:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T03:42:07.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet again...talk about bad luck...</title><content type='html'>Alright, my life had been a mess lately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started with me not sleeping on time and further screwing my biological clock. Now I sleep around 5.00am and wake up around 12.00pm. Great huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence I developed a skip-breakfast-and-eat-supper-around-2.30am-syndrome.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday morning (around 2.15am) I felt hungry and move away from my beloved Mac and go get some cereals. I found this little tupperware with some really tempting cereals. The other big box of muesli that my mom bought wasn't too tempting. So I pour all the cereals from the little tupperware and proceed with HL chocolate milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Crunch, Crunch...gosh this is so much better than the other one in the big box!" I told my mom, she's on headphones watching some youtube line dancing crap. She gave me a condescending look and turn back to the screen. So I go back to my room and finish up my Grey's Anatomy season 4 while chatting with Chris and Sae and etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really awesome, I was on my headphones (Yes, Sennheiser!!) and munch munch munch watching Mcsteamy screwing nurses... (ok, the last part was kinda over info)&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I felt something were moving in my bowl, I started observing the cereals...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, there were tons of "Gregor Samsa"!!!! (Gregor Samsa turned into a monstrous vermin in Franz Kafka's Metamorphosis)&lt;br /&gt;Gregor Samsa-s were crawling all over my bowl, I was super pissed and stomped down the stairs and show the bowl to my mom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Mom, are bugs one of the ingredients of this organic fibre cereal??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: "Oh, let me see?? Oh, that's rice bugs, you know you get it in rice?? It's okay...just that those in our rice don't move anymore..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Oh...Okay... no wonder it tasted good..." *awkward laugh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: "Haha...well that cereal is there since...you came back...so it should be okay?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Mom, I have two more weeks to go back, and this cereals were here since..two months ago??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: "Haha, just throw it away, okay? I'm busy...shooo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I dump the shit and thought of eating cheese and crackers...and...&lt;br /&gt;there's only one slice of cheese left!!! I pick up my Ritz biscuits and march up to my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Crunch crunch.." FREAK!! It's STALE!!!! arrrrgggghhhhhhh BAD LUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished Grey's Anatomy season 4 on Tudou.com today, finally!! But I'm glad, it was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tonight, I went to Euphoria by MOS. Freak!! First time I enter a club at 10.15pm. But well it's free so screw it. Met some old friends, which was nice!! But to my friends who have ear problem, Euphoria has a vibrating dancefloor, not because it's made that way, but because the freaking bass is all over and when they blast, the floor vibrates, so beware...&lt;br /&gt;Till now... my ears are still..... "Wwwwwnnnngggggg dok dok dok wwwwwnnnnnggg"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Euphoria-noun&lt;br /&gt;"a feeling or state of intense excitement and happiness"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~MY ASSSSSSSS~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice seeing you guys again Alina and Leon. Nice meeting you girls too Eva and Mei.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3576096397080929149-6064704536034053247?l=alexlucifer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexlucifer.blogspot.com/feeds/6064704536034053247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3576096397080929149&amp;postID=6064704536034053247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3576096397080929149/posts/default/6064704536034053247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3576096397080929149/posts/default/6064704536034053247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexlucifer.blogspot.com/2008/08/yet-againtalk-about-bad-luck.html' title='Yet again...talk about bad luck...'/><author><name>Alex Lucifer Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13550364630241638452</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-3576096397080929149.post-1414896413468819745</id><published>2008-08-21T08:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T03:35:26.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waking up early out of the blue...</title><content type='html'>Yes, I woke up at 7.45AM today.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder why...&lt;br /&gt;I slept around 3.00AM, still wondering why...&lt;br /&gt;I have not experience this feeling for a pretty long time...&lt;br /&gt;Wondering why...&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to my friends who are celebrating their Birthdays...&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh guys, if you're Malaysian that can read Malay, check out jebonisme.blogspot.com.&lt;br /&gt;It's a pretty cool and funny blog, with perfect bahasa baku!&lt;br /&gt;And apparently we (Amir and I) found out that Mat nor = Lat aka Kampung boy hence Jebon aka Anak Mat Nor aka is the son of the famous Malaysian Artist. (not celebrities) wuahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh...it's been a while I notice the morning sun, the chirping of birds, the aunties who do tai-chi with that freaking song...I should start my jogging routine soon...&lt;br /&gt;And so our (Amir,Howard, and I) trip to Penang was cancelled! No more fencing...&lt;br /&gt;So...technically I got a super free weekend that I was looking forward to...&lt;br /&gt;I guess I know why I have this weird feeling...&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... oh btw I'm single again...maybe that explains it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, habis cerita, memang frust aku bangun terlalu awal, dan agenda seterusnya adalah yang paling penting, sarapan bertema nasi lemak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: JLJM!! It's okay not to reply sms...but I'll be upset...just a lil...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"Pain is there for a reason, we wouldn't know what kinda fatal trouble we're gonna meet if it's not there. Appreciate pain and you'll appreciate times when you're NOT in pain."-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3576096397080929149-1414896413468819745?l=alexlucifer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexlucifer.blogspot.com/feeds/1414896413468819745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3576096397080929149&amp;postID=1414896413468819745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3576096397080929149/posts/default/1414896413468819745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3576096397080929149/posts/default/1414896413468819745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexlucifer.blogspot.com/2008/08/waking-up-early-out-of-blue.html' title='Waking up early out of the blue...'/><author><name>Alex Lucifer Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13550364630241638452</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-3576096397080929149.post-1104258807907584452</id><published>2008-08-14T02:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T02:49:04.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah Olympics!</title><content type='html'>So this past week was all about Olympics!!&lt;br /&gt;Everything was interesting!! The Opening, the performance, the sports, the fencing, and basically almost everything was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;Many has been talking about the lip-sync-ing and the enhanced footstep videos. But well, who cares? It's show business!! As long as everyone's happy, and everyone that worked hard got their credits! It's not like the new little girl did not do her job? If you're 9 and you are facing 90 thousand people, and you have to smile and sing and "fly" around a huge ass stadium! Then start clapping for her and also give credits to the one singing behind! Are the applause only for the little girl or the applause for the whole thing?&lt;br /&gt;Digital enhanced videos, so what? Does it give you a great feel? Yes it does! Then give credits to the workers and geniuses that are working their asses off behind the scene! It's all about the final presentation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, enough rambling about that...haha...&lt;br /&gt;Fencing was just awesome, top notch world class fencing!! Korea's Nam Hyun Hee was awesome, she lost to Verzalli in experience. That's cool! Men's sabre!! Yeah for China's Zhong Man and Christian Bauer (coach). Finally an Asian grab the big title!! Asians are smart and agile too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One sport that I really like to watch is archery, it's so freaking awesome!! How can someone shoot 30m away without any aid! Better not mess with them at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I went to KLCC and watched with JLJM. (wuahahhaha) Was a good chick flick with many funny moments and puns..."My dog ran up and I was wondering whether it was on your Dic.. I mean Deck".&lt;br /&gt;And then we had cakes in "The Apartment". Not too bad, nice view and definitely recommended for couples! But it's a little bit pricey for normal meals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I'm having fun this past week, doing nothing but TV and hang out with friends!&lt;br /&gt;Oh!! I also sold a ruler printed for keyboard for MYR3.50!! (USD1.20 maybe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wuahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to someone who I still care about...(well don't define care with me okay?)&lt;br /&gt;Hope we could be good friends and understand each other more!!&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3576096397080929149-1104258807907584452?l=alexlucifer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexlucifer.blogspot.com/feeds/1104258807907584452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3576096397080929149&amp;postID=1104258807907584452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3576096397080929149/posts/default/1104258807907584452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3576096397080929149/posts/default/1104258807907584452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexlucifer.blogspot.com/2008/08/yeah-olympics.html' title='Yeah Olympics!'/><author><name>Alex Lucifer Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13550364630241638452</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-3576096397080929149.post-8939852416494292629</id><published>2008-08-06T17:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T17:26:29.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bureaucracy!</title><content type='html'>So yesterday I went to JPA to submit my loan stuff, but what I got is the infamous Malaysian Govt Bureaucracy!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Reached Putrajaya @ 11.30am&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Asked block C1 lobby receptionist, the kakak does not have a clue what I'm talking about, so she pointed me to the Pejabat. (Office) Office kakak asked me to go 5th floor.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;5th floor, waited for 20 minutes for my turn, and then talked to the receptionist, he had to call the one in charge of my stuff. Waited another 5 minutes and she came out to serve me. But then she said I need my documents verified! I thought I sent her an email asking whether I could verify them in JPA. So she asked me to go SPA in block C7 to see whether there's an official who can verify them.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Block C7, asked lobby receptionist about my stuff, pointed me to 9th floor.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;9th floor, waited for a while, and asked the receptionist, they said they don't know whether they do it, I should go ask the front desk.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Front desk personnel point me to the main office.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Main office- waited for a while and the receptionist asked me what I want, after explaining my concerns, she replied that no official was available to sign and verify my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;So, long trip for nothing...&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Reached VI (my high school) @ 12.55pm, luckily the Penolong Kanan was there, and he signed my documents in 5 minutes...smooth as butter, slick like oil... just made me wonder why the hell I take the pain to do all the shit I did while it's all done in 5 minutes back in school???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learned: Direct your problems to the right person, or else you're looking for trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence this bring me to my next agenda, haircut...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to my usual haircut place..T&amp;amp;Guys..the dude that cut my hair before wasn't there, and there's this chick that cut my hair...she's really pretty from the sideview!! hahahaha, and only the sideview...And she took longer than I expected cause I said..."Cut however you want to, be creative and experimental!"&lt;br /&gt;Well that's why I'm late to Howard's place, and late to Jamie's place..and late to Midvalley to meet Amir...wuahhahahaha...yeah sorry guys, it's my fault!! I'm such a girl...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Oh! now I remember, before the movie, we had Haagen Daz chocolate Fondue!! OMG! That's freakin' good!! Strawberries, Apple slices, Love letters biscuits, Chipsmore, Short cake pieces, Nuts, and 4 different flavors of ice cream in little bite sizes + a hot fudge of melted chocolate!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yupe that was awesome and expensive, so we went for movies after that...LOUSY MUMMY 3!&lt;br /&gt;I even doze off for 5 minutes in the climax when the run around and blasting mountains...&lt;br /&gt;But the chick in there was pretty cute...Isabella is the name!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we're off for Safiz mamak food and shisha and hang out a bit in Uncle Dons aka The Attap(lame).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...that's about it...my little outing day with Jamie, Amir, Howard, then Chris, Chee Lim, Neo? and later Emir,Aisyah,Nelson,Justin, and..Ryan I guess??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Till Then--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3576096397080929149-8939852416494292629?l=alexlucifer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexlucifer.blogspot.com/feeds/8939852416494292629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3576096397080929149&amp;postID=8939852416494292629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3576096397080929149/posts/default/8939852416494292629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3576096397080929149/posts/default/8939852416494292629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexlucifer.blogspot.com/2008/08/bureaucracy.html' title='Bureaucracy!'/><author><name>Alex Lucifer Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13550364630241638452</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-3576096397080929149.post-6790464519540648019</id><published>2008-08-02T14:40:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T15:27:12.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-21...a summary...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AXnKyyDQRZY/SJQCg-5L8hI/AAAAAAAAAEg/OXf9iQ5-BY0/s1600-h/5282675.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 405px; height: 298px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AXnKyyDQRZY/SJQCg-5L8hI/AAAAAAAAAEg/OXf9iQ5-BY0/s320/5282675.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229807832945914386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So, I'm now 21 years and a month old, nothing much had changed, I created 4 blogs in my life and deleted 4...so this is my fifth blog and hopefully I will keep updating it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was in college for a year, learned a lot, laughed a lot, cried a lot, been through a slightly less interesting part of my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, I think everyone's life is so interesting and extra-ordinary, and yet we always complain that we're bored. There are so many things that change th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;e course of our life, the decisions we made, the path we took etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AXnKyyDQRZY/SJQFc8fNZYI/AAAAAAAAAEo/G_8p8ETmz5w/s1600-h/9901338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 370px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AXnKyyDQRZY/SJQFc8fNZYI/AAAAAAAAAEo/G_8p8ETmz5w/s320/9901338.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229811062115493250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So what have I achieved this past year??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Nothing much, a tip of the ice berg of environmental science, some understanding of gender and sex, a little typical knowledge of economics, and read more books than I did in my high-school years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what I really learned this year is people, different people, cultures, attitudes, circumstances, politics, etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if I shall die tomorrow, I'll be happy enough, really! I don't mind cause I always believe things should die during their peak or at least during their beautiful moment, and this moment differs from people. Some people are most beautiful when they are 90 with their children,grandchildren and great-grandchildren. Some are most beautiful when they are 5 years old. It all depends, so why dread about stuff that we can't control? I'm satisfied with myself so far, that I can look back and say I do not regret 99% of the stuff I did. (Besides that event where I shit my pants..opppss)         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, okay... so I'm 21 right now, I should really start planning more for life...&lt;br /&gt;What do I want to do? What do I want to achieve in 5-10 years? What is my life? What do I really want? I bet this questions arises to everyone of you... But do spend some time thinking and talking about it... cause it's gonna change your way of thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, 大好きだよ〜 to a person that I care,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;- See things from many angles, and you'll see miracles and solutions. - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3576096397080929149-6790464519540648019?l=alexlucifer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexlucifer.blogspot.com/feeds/6790464519540648019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3576096397080929149&amp;postID=6790464519540648019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3576096397080929149/posts/default/6790464519540648019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3576096397080929149/posts/default/6790464519540648019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexlucifer.blogspot.com/2008/08/pre-21a-summary.html' title='Pre-21...a summary...'/><author><name>Alex Lucifer Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13550364630241638452</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://bp0.blogger.com/_AXnKyyDQRZY/SJQCg-5L8hI/AAAAAAAAAEg/OXf9iQ5-BY0/s72-c/5282675.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
