<?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-3939653058669547737</id><updated>2011-12-06T20:59:46.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The life story of a guitarholic</title><subtitle type='html'>Hi i'm andrew. just an average blogger, who tries to bring you a bit of his life at a time. :).</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939653058669547737/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Andrew Lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07483702733762208516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jzi3nRSHP-I/SVnqU8bH9dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HzhRsbtDeJ0/S220/123.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939653058669547737.post-7758283915968630616</id><published>2009-11-04T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T09:14:41.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You can't find security in Vanity..&lt;br /&gt;You can't find security in Studies..&lt;br /&gt;You can't find security with Friends..&lt;br /&gt;You can't find security with riches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't find security in anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you can find security with God.....&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Hebrews 13:6&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Psalm 32:7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Amazing how many of us can overlook such an significant aspect in our daily lives-&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/3939653058669547737-7758283915968630616?l=andrewlyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/feeds/7758283915968630616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-cant-find-security-in-vanity.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939653058669547737/posts/default/7758283915968630616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939653058669547737/posts/default/7758283915968630616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-cant-find-security-in-vanity.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew Lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07483702733762208516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jzi3nRSHP-I/SVnqU8bH9dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HzhRsbtDeJ0/S220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939653058669547737.post-5938359634616640335</id><published>2009-06-16T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T10:37:55.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How i missed my flight....</title><content type='html'>Wow i forgot what it was like to practise guitar continously for 2 hours straight. I miss playing in a band that I was comfortable with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a jamming session with Samson and Addie just now. Though i must say Addie and I miss our dear drummer Raymond, we had an awesome time playing the songs we knew. It reminded me of how much i missed playing guitar.. Now those of you who think that i gave up guitar previously, i didn't. It's just that i haven't practised my electric at all. All i've been doing is just trying out new chords on my acoustic that didn't really sound as nice as the ones i discovered earlier. =/.. AH WELLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK for those of you who want to know the story on how i missed my flight back to kk, i will now type out the usual detailed story that most of you won't read. wahahha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooray! T'was the day i'm supposed to leave for Kota kinabalu and see my friends again!.. It was 4:50am in the morning and i was happily taking a shower and suprisingly awake considering that it was so early in the morning. I took my list of things that i needed to bring and i ticked them slowly off my list as i packed them into my backpack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it arrived at "Boarding pass/Itinerary reciept", i looked on my table, knowing that it should be on the same place i left it that morning before i left for church. 2 sheets of paper were turned upside down, with 4 pieces of stapled paper folded up placed neatly above the 2 sheets. I grabbed the 4 pieces of stapled paper, looked at the title, in which it said: "Itinerary receipt", and stuffed it in my backpack. Little did i know that this little error cost me $400AUD, a price i would have to pay for my costly mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking i had everything, i knocked my sister's door and called her up to take me to the airport. My sister confirmed with me whether i had my boarding pass with me and i affirmed it, again without looking inside my bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived at the airport, my sister and i said our goodbyes quickly because it was nearly boarding time, and i  jogged off straight away to customs since i previously printed out my boarding pass and checked in online. When i arrived at customs, i looked in my bag and realised "Hey.. wait a minute. where's my boarding pass?" I searched frantically around my bag, hoping and praying it was there. Suddenly realising that i didn't bring it, i called my sister, informing her that i couldn't find it. She told me to check the counter and see whether they would allow me to get another boarding pass using my itinerary receipt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran downstairs to the check in counter and found that there was nobody on duty. All except for one lady who was in the Qantas counter. I excused the next group in line and went on forward to ask her whether it was possible for me to get another boarding pass from there. She told me, unfortunately, that i was too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told me that i may be able to get one at customs, and that they may let me through. I ran as fast as i could upstairs to customs and waited in line. While waiting, i realised there were some people off duty and just "lepaking" around. So i called them over and asked them whether it was possible that i could get a boarding pass from here. They told me to run downstairs and ask the lady at the check in counter. I told them there was nobody left there, and they told me they would call someone to go on duty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran downstairs, praying that I would be able to get a flight. As i got to the check in counter, there was another guy there, around 19/20 years old, asking me whether i had missed my flight too. LOL. I told him it wasn't over yet, as my sister was on her way with my boarding pass. We waited for the check in counter lady to come, in which it took around 7 minutes before she finally appeared. She then told us that we were too late and there was nothing we could do about it. I told her i had a sister coming with my boarding pass and she said that it was useless. That boarding pass is only available if it's handed in to the check-in counter and changed for a proper boarding pass. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister then called, telling me that she had arrived. I rushed to her car, and thanked her. I then sped upstairs to customs and showed them my boarding pass and my passport. They had to check with the other officers to see whether it was valid. They affirmed it and they said the flight was leaving in 15 minutes. They told me to run upstairs quickly before it left. I could see that they were really entertained by all this. I guess their job was so boring that they couldn't resist chuckling that a 19 year old asian was panting and pleading with them to let him through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I darted pass the "checking metal thingi" and ran up another floor of stairs. When i arrived at my destination, i was thinking to myself: "if they let me in through customs, and they gave them a call, i'm bound to be able to get my flight."..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as i got there, 3 ladies, all looking haggard and tired, turned to me and sharply asked me: "WHO are YOU?". I said that I was late for my flight and i have my boarding pass with me. I handed them my piece of paper and they studied it for a moment and finally said: "THIS ISN'T A PROPER BOARDING PASS".. They then went on to call one of their people, and they argued with them saying that it wasn't a proper boarding pass and that i was late. They then proceeded in asking them whether i should be getting on the flight. The response was: "negative".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked, i was in dismay, i felt like my whole world was crumbling down. I had just wasted my parents a huge sum of money. A sum of money that is equal to the amount some people in malaysia earn in a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i confirmed with them that i was not allowed on the flight, they affirmed it with a "yes" and nothing more. I then walked off silently back to the customs department. Not before one of the officers took me by the shoulder and asked me whether there was anybody escorting me. I told him no, and he gave someone a call and told that person that i wasn't escorted and that those people needed to be dealt with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hearing that, i felt satisfied. They could have let me on if they wanted to. The boarding pass had all the details they needed. They were just lazy and tired and couldn't be bothered to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then proceeded to walk downstairs to my sister. On the way, i passed by 2 of the girls that had turned me away. Suddenly, one of them called out to me. In shock, thinking that i had caused trouble for them, i responded and they came over. Thankfully, there wasn't any problem. All there was, was that they had to double-check that they had cancelled my flight arrangements so i didn't have any problem booking another flight. While one of the ladies went to check, the other one escorted me and sat next to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began talking to her, asking her whether my boarding pass was actually valid. She told me no, that i had to pass it in to the check in counter before anything. I then proceeded to ask her what time did the check in counter close usually. She responded saying that usually 30 mins before the flight leaves. Then I started asking her about her job. And she told me that it was pretty tiring and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the other lady came back, she told me i was fine to go. And so i left. After getting to my feet, and walking a few steps away, i overheard them saying "I feel pretty bad. I wish we let him on.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like turning around and punching her in the face and asking her "THEN WHY DIDN'T U." but ah wells. that's for those people who are more physical. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty much the story of how i missed my flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH OH.. I MISSED ONE IMPORTANT PART. My sis and i went for Macca's for breakkie after that. :DDDDDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939653058669547737-5938359634616640335?l=andrewlyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/feeds/5938359634616640335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-i-missed-my-flight.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939653058669547737/posts/default/5938359634616640335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939653058669547737/posts/default/5938359634616640335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-i-missed-my-flight.html' title='How i missed my flight....'/><author><name>Andrew Lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07483702733762208516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jzi3nRSHP-I/SVnqU8bH9dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HzhRsbtDeJ0/S220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939653058669547737.post-1943224545252629123</id><published>2009-06-13T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T08:42:05.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The return of the blogger.</title><content type='html'>Well hello again everybody,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am pleased to announce that i'll be on my way back on monday. I will not state what time, as there MAY be serious consequences.. I will definately keep an eye out for these people: Melvyn, Darian, Bernard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting from the time i step out of the plane, don't try anything, because i will bring a taser gun with me... It will only be enough to hurt one person, but it will be sufficient to threaten the others with. So do NOT try anything. :).. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah wells, my life has been going pretty well at the moment. Been going through some tough times and fun times and glorious times at the same.. wait for it... TIME.. =.= lolz.... Well yeah, i'm just happy that my exams are over and i can start relaxing once again. Today was my first day of holiday and i must say. IT FEELS DAMNED GOOD..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for a "Men of Honour" conference this morning/afternoon, and woke up really tired because i slept at around 2am because i had to help a friend navigate on the road to pick up her boyfriend. Eh ju. where's my present? lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda overslept.. haha.. And guess who was preaching? My dad lol. So as i tiptoed silently into the hall and did my best to open the door silently, i knew that i couldn't escape from the gaze of my dad. Giving the  most cold hearted stare i ever have receieved from him. Naaaaaaaaa. just kidding. He was fine with it. :D..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conference was good. I learnt alot from it even though when my mom asked me what i learnt, i couldn't recall and i couldn't explain myself well to her. I was never good at that. =p.  But it's one of those things that you will refer to your notes again and again just to remind you of the important things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were some things that were pretty awkward during the meeting as he spoke on certain topics. But as the conference went on, i realised that each one of us are facing the same battles and temptations that every man faces. In understanding that, i felt that i could relate better to him in a way. Understanding that he, too has gone through these temptations before. That these things are normal yet dangerous. That these things can manipulate you. That you have to power to overcome these temptations.. It was a very fulfilling talk but i'm not saying this because i'm biased. :D...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah wells. i think i'm gonna start blogging again as i will have more time now. :D. hoorayz for people who are loyal to my blog! haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939653058669547737-1943224545252629123?l=andrewlyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/feeds/1943224545252629123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/2009/06/return-of-blogger.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939653058669547737/posts/default/1943224545252629123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939653058669547737/posts/default/1943224545252629123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/2009/06/return-of-blogger.html' title='The return of the blogger.'/><author><name>Andrew Lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07483702733762208516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jzi3nRSHP-I/SVnqU8bH9dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HzhRsbtDeJ0/S220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939653058669547737.post-8089392576206033276</id><published>2009-05-06T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T04:55:52.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Generations Camp :D</title><content type='html'>Wow.. gosh. it's been such a long time since i've posted up here. O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite a bit has happened since, including assignments, tests, movie marathon-ing, etc. I guess i dont have to tell you everything that has happened since i last posted, so i'll just start from our own FGA Generations camp 09'. :D It was AWESOME..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's one of those camps where you realise it's not all about fun and games or about ourselves, but it was all focused on God. Not to offend my fellow friends in Skyline or anything, but I must say that there was a different level between this camp and those i attended back in KK. In this camp, worship would stretch on to 1 hour instead of the average 30 mins. We would repeat the same song over and over again because we couldn't get enough of worshipping him. (though for me i got tired of singing it over and over again after 3 or 4 times.. hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, the atmosphere in the camp was awesome too. Everyone was supportive, and though the games weren't as crazy and spontaneous like Joerel's father or Melvyn's, it was still fun because we were working as a team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all i had a really good time at camp. Got to know people better, got to experience God during and after camp, and had a great time serving in the worship team. :)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, this week i'm leading worship for our FGA Agape(Uni students/working young adults) celebration so i need prayer because this is my first time worship leading, and there's a lot of pressure. HELP!. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah wells enough of my ramblings.. Here are some of the pics from camp.. enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1599747&amp;amp;id=503639919" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 324px; height: 485px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs029.snc1/3185_77488199919_503639919_1599746_3420112_n.jpg" id="myphoto" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our cell group leader secretly posing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1599747&amp;amp;id=503639919" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img id="myphoto" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs029.snc1/3185_77488204919_503639919_1599747_7578849_n.jpg" style="width: 529px; height: 353px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Youth Pastor-Hock Cheng, writing notes to people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1599747&amp;amp;id=503639919" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img id="myphoto" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs029.snc1/3185_77488219919_503639919_1599749_2537727_n.jpg" style="width: 503px; height: 336px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My monkey sister-Julianna .. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1599747&amp;amp;id=503639919" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img id="myphoto" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs029.snc1/3185_77488224919_503639919_1599750_4852060_n.jpg" style="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samson Tan- Our very own Indian joker.. haha. he's only been here for over a month and he's become the 2nd joker of our cell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1599747&amp;amp;id=503639919" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img id="myphoto" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs029.snc1/3185_77488229919_503639919_1599751_5802765_n.jpg" style="width: 443px; height: 296px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our cell group leader taught us how to pose. Look down, count 1,2,3, Look up, SMILE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1599747&amp;amp;id=503639919" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img id="myphoto" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs029.snc1/3185_77488244919_503639919_1599754_789516_n.jpg" style="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our drummer Clement Chung.. Meh.. Manchester City fan. Watch them lose later this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1599747&amp;amp;id=503639919" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img id="myphoto" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs029.snc1/3185_77488249919_503639919_1599755_1973420_n.jpg" style="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raymond Ow. One of the new members of our cell too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1599747&amp;amp;id=503639919" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img id="myphoto" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs029.snc1/3185_77488254919_503639919_1599756_1115812_n.jpg" style="width: 499px; height: 333px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAME TIME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1599747&amp;amp;id=503639919" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img id="myphoto" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs029.snc1/3185_77488264919_503639919_1599757_6760968_n.jpg" style="width: 434px; height: 290px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1768876&amp;amp;id=638883365" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 499px; height: 374px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs034.snc1/3261_76242718365_638883365_1768875_1779812_n.jpg" id="myphoto" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teams waiting in line to get to the next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1768884&amp;amp;id=638883365" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 431px; height: 323px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs034.snc1/3261_76242778365_638883365_1768883_1362397_n.jpg" id="myphoto" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obstacle course ftw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1768885&amp;amp;id=638883365" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 433px; height: 325px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs034.snc1/3261_76242783365_638883365_1768884_1259976_n.jpg" id="myphoto" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO ANDREW GO! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1768886&amp;amp;id=638883365" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 439px; height: 329px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs034.snc1/3261_76242793365_638883365_1768885_7762516_n.jpg" id="myphoto" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO TEAMS GO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1599747&amp;amp;id=503639919" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img id="myphoto" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs029.snc1/3185_77488274919_503639919_1599759_2775415_n.jpg" style="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to make apple juice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1768902&amp;amp;id=638883365" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 453px; height: 340px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs034.snc1/3261_76242878365_638883365_1768901_1773975_n.jpg" id="myphoto" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got 2nd in apple juice making. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1768900&amp;amp;id=638883365" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 491px; height: 368px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs034.snc1/3261_76242868365_638883365_1768899_5288174_n.jpg" id="myphoto" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crunch Crunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1768897&amp;amp;id=638883365" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 483px; height: 362px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs034.snc1/3261_76242853365_638883365_1768896_3038433_n.jpg" id="myphoto" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to push a car one whole round.. not easy.. quite tiring... After a while people started dropping off and walking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1768898&amp;amp;id=638883365" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 491px; height: 368px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs034.snc1/3261_76242858365_638883365_1768897_8021564_n.jpg" id="myphoto" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO BULLS!(red team-my team)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1599747&amp;amp;id=503639919" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img id="myphoto" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs029.snc1/3185_77488284919_503639919_1599760_5019544_n.jpg" style="width: 433px; height: 289px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The epic showdown.. My team got first or 2nd for every other activity but on this event we got last. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1768929&amp;amp;id=638883365" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 479px; height: 359px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs034.snc1/3261_76243018365_638883365_1768928_6578594_n.jpg" id="myphoto" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had archery activities too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1768871&amp;amp;id=638883365" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs034.snc1/3261_76243028365_638883365_1768930_793599_n.jpg" id="myphoto" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO FLO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1768920&amp;amp;id=638883365" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 415px; height: 311px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs034.snc1/3261_76242973365_638883365_1768919_8305042_n.jpg" id="myphoto" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Abseiling too. I didn't go for that though. my legs were aching that time after running the day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1599747&amp;amp;id=503639919" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img id="myphoto" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs029.snc1/3185_77496299919_503639919_1599952_7127335_n.jpg" style="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1599747&amp;amp;id=503639919" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img id="myphoto" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs029.snc1/3185_77496284919_503639919_1599950_7823395_n.jpg" style="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho what is she doing with addie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1618937&amp;amp;id=730363286" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 459px; height: 344px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs028.snc1/3162_74338213286_730363286_1618936_26803_n.jpg" id="myphoto" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the girls slept. (we didn't have a picture of the guys one. =/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1618939&amp;amp;id=730363286" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs028.snc1/3162_74338223286_730363286_1618938_3379700_n.jpg" id="myphoto" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(THE BATHROOM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1599747&amp;amp;id=503639919" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img id="myphoto" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs029.snc1/3185_77496359919_503639919_1599962_4487275_n.jpg" style="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt Ho, our pastor's son writing notes for people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1599747&amp;amp;id=503639919" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img id="myphoto" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs029.snc1/3185_77496364919_503639919_1599963_746509_n.jpg" style="width: 452px; height: 302px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The loverboys.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1599747&amp;amp;id=503639919" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img id="myphoto" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs029.snc1/3185_77496369919_503639919_1599964_3837443_n.jpg" style="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our cell is recently becoming more and more like our cell leader.. POSERS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1599747&amp;amp;id=503639919" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img id="myphoto" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs029.snc1/3185_77496399919_503639919_1599968_1496034_n.jpg" style="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUMP ADDIE JUMP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1599747&amp;amp;id=503639919" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img id="myphoto" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs029.snc1/3185_77496424919_503639919_1599973_3399230_n.jpg" style="width: 469px; height: 313px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posing again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1599747&amp;amp;id=503639919" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img id="myphoto" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs029.snc1/3185_77496429919_503639919_1599974_2013695_n.jpg" style="width: 445px; height: 297px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another pose.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1599747&amp;amp;id=503639919" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img id="myphoto" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs029.snc1/3185_77496489919_503639919_1599984_3975579_n.jpg" style="width: 422px; height: 282px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise and Worship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1599747&amp;amp;id=503639919" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img id="myphoto" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs029.snc1/3185_77496494919_503639919_1599985_6325614_n.jpg" style="width: 419px; height: 280px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1599747&amp;amp;id=503639919" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img id="myphoto" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs029.snc1/3185_77496504919_503639919_1599987_4784747_n.jpg" style="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last night we had chicken porridge.. mmm yum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1599747&amp;amp;id=503639919" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img id="myphoto" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs029.snc1/3185_77496514919_503639919_1599989_1361270_n.jpg" style="width: 451px; height: 301px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. posers.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are actually alot more photos but bernice hasn't uploaded them yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah wells that's all from me. Finally updated. HAPPY NOW DARIAN? lol.. U better come to perth. :D.. another joker is always worth having. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939653058669547737-8089392576206033276?l=andrewlyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/feeds/8089392576206033276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/2009/05/generations-camp-d.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939653058669547737/posts/default/8089392576206033276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939653058669547737/posts/default/8089392576206033276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/2009/05/generations-camp-d.html' title='Generations Camp :D'/><author><name>Andrew Lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07483702733762208516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jzi3nRSHP-I/SVnqU8bH9dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HzhRsbtDeJ0/S220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939653058669547737.post-6634489793081321357</id><published>2009-02-11T00:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T01:21:47.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of results and Curtin</title><content type='html'>AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;i've passed all my units :D:D.. and now i'm ready to take extension units in Curtin. :D..&lt;br /&gt;My marks were as follows&lt;br /&gt;BIS-pass(happy with this though. :P), Managerial Accounting-Credit, Law Contract-Credit, and Marketing-Distinction(2 MARKS AWAY FROM HD. =(...)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well.. overall i'm really pleased with my marks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M FINALLY INTO CURTIN UNI!! :D. just got accepted to do extension units there. FINALLY. i'll be getting the same holidays as everyone else. ^^.. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939653058669547737-6634489793081321357?l=andrewlyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6634489793081321357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/2009/02/of-results-and-curtin.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939653058669547737/posts/default/6634489793081321357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939653058669547737/posts/default/6634489793081321357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/2009/02/of-results-and-curtin.html' title='Of results and Curtin'/><author><name>Andrew Lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07483702733762208516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jzi3nRSHP-I/SVnqU8bH9dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HzhRsbtDeJ0/S220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939653058669547737.post-6466636891827664246</id><published>2009-02-04T07:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T07:56:30.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EXAMS ARE OVER</title><content type='html'>AWESOME. i know i took a while before i posted this, but..&lt;br /&gt;EXAMS ARE OVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mimics peter fred: "freedom in the house, everybody dance everybody dance".. :D:D&lt;br /&gt;The first 3 exams were superb. Loved the fact that i could write non stop. :)... However, the last exam was a bit of a "potong steam".. Cuz i don't think i did that well in it. It's passable, but anything still could happen in the MCQ. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS besides that i've been going out with a few friends. Went out for a barbecue on sunday evening.. It was an awesome time of bonding and JELLY-FISHING. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1179812&amp;amp;id=513169825" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 528px; height: 396px;" src="http://photos-d.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v2096/28/119/513169825/n513169825_1179811_1205.jpg" id="myphoto" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boat ride ftw. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1179812&amp;amp;id=513169825" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img id="myphoto" src="http://photos-e.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v2096/28/119/513169825/n513169825_1179812_2136.jpg" style="width: 512px; height: 384px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the chefs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1179812&amp;amp;id=513169825" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img id="myphoto" src="http://photos-f.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v2096/28/119/513169825/n513169825_1179813_3140.jpg" style="width: 523px; height: 392px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the city and us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1179812&amp;amp;id=513169825" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img id="myphoto" src="http://photos-g.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v2096/28/119/513169825/n513169825_1179814_4042.jpg" style="width: 517px; height: 388px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the 15 baby jellyfish we caught. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1179812&amp;amp;id=513169825" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img id="myphoto" src="http://photos-d.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v2096/28/119/513169825/n513169825_1179827_1612.jpg" style="width: 500px; height: 375px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jelly-fishing. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1179812&amp;amp;id=513169825" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img id="myphoto" src="http://photos-e.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v2096/28/119/513169825/n513169825_1179828_2027.jpg" style="width: 520px; height: 390px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught one of the guys while he was lying down on his belly trying to catch one lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1179812&amp;amp;id=513169825" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img id="myphoto" src="http://photos-g.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v2096/28/119/513169825/n513169825_1179830_2823.jpg" style="width: 526px; height: 395px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretending to fish and be emo. lmao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1179812&amp;amp;id=513169825" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img id="myphoto" src="http://photos-a.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v2096/28/119/513169825/n513169825_1179840_2325.jpg" style="width: 516px; height: 387px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;statue of liberty. but sadly the guy didnt take the city behind me. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1179812&amp;amp;id=513169825" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img id="myphoto" src="http://photos-c.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v2096/28/119/513169825/n513169825_1179842_640.jpg" style="width: 503px; height: 377px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes. bully me. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1179812&amp;amp;id=513169825" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img id="myphoto" src="http://photos-h.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v2096/28/119/513169825/n513169825_1179863_4002.jpg" style="width: 503px; height: 377px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes. bully the swan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1179812&amp;amp;id=513169825" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img id="myphoto" src="http://photos-a.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v2096/28/119/513169825/n513169825_1179864_4408.jpg" style="width: 495px; height: 371px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story of the retarded Daniel. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well. After that we went to go to Adrian's house.. He's one of the chefs in the picture btw. We played PS2-winning eleven- tekken 3. :D. But before the other guys came, Anson(the girl chef), Me, and Adrian went out to go NIGHT CYCLING. It was seriously awesome. No need to watch for cars...  No need to worry about the heat. No need to worry about anything. It felt so much like freedom. There were hills too, so we rode down them at a tremendous speed and felt the rush of the wind against us. Awesome. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a black guy who was outside the house with a 2 and a half foot long pole. He was pretty much looking for trouble and scraped the pole against the sidewalk to attract attention. He then walked closer to Daniel's(in the retarded picture) car, and Daniel saw him. Daniel confronted him and told him off because he wasn't sure whether the black guy wanted to scratch his car. Adrian saw what was happening outside and rushed out with Danny. I then went out to see what the fuss was all about too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The black guy had broken the pole into 2, and was a bit shocked that there were so many of us. He came over to us and said "c'mon mate. Don't call for backup. I wasn't meaning to stir up trouble. I'm just playing around here. C'mon. lighten up." &amp;amp; etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just then, another of our friends came over to join us, and drove in. He walked out, looked at all of us standing there, and shouted. "HEY! ARE WE PLAYING YET?!"... It was such perfect timing lol. It seemed to the black guy that we were going to "play" with him. LOL. I dont like stirring up trouble, but i must say.. This was interesting. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The black guy backed off and told us to "chill". Then we went back to playing our PS2 games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch underworld on tuesday night.. Thought it was a pretty good movie despite people saying that you had to watch the first and second one to understand the third one. *yeah right doug. :P*.. I would actually rate it a 7.5 out of 10. That's quite a good ranking in my opinion. :P..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah wells. Trying to look for more opportunities to go out with friends instead of just staying at home watching videos on my com. =/. That's the problem with exams. Can't wait till school starts again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939653058669547737-6466636891827664246?l=andrewlyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6466636891827664246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/2009/02/exams-are-over.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939653058669547737/posts/default/6466636891827664246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939653058669547737/posts/default/6466636891827664246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/2009/02/exams-are-over.html' title='EXAMS ARE OVER'/><author><name>Andrew Lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07483702733762208516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jzi3nRSHP-I/SVnqU8bH9dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HzhRsbtDeJ0/S220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939653058669547737.post-5771638250202139375</id><published>2009-01-25T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T00:03:52.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a quick post.. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Managerial accounting exam is OVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 MORE TO GO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam dates(dates with my exam)&lt;br /&gt;are on:&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday 1pm&lt;br /&gt;Thursday 9:00am&lt;br /&gt;Friday 1pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY DOES THURSDAY HAVE TO BE LAW CONTRACT?&lt;br /&gt;WHY CAN'T IT BE WEDNESDAY OR FRIDAY??? :(:(:(:(:(&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/3939653058669547737-5771638250202139375?l=andrewlyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/feeds/5771638250202139375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-quick-post.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939653058669547737/posts/default/5771638250202139375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939653058669547737/posts/default/5771638250202139375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-quick-post.html' title='Just a quick post.. :)'/><author><name>Andrew Lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07483702733762208516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jzi3nRSHP-I/SVnqU8bH9dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HzhRsbtDeJ0/S220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939653058669547737.post-1238148601925071152</id><published>2009-01-21T00:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T00:08:16.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Computer Crash. =.=</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;Last night i was typing out my notes on my computer for Law Contract..&lt;br /&gt;And it crashed.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;Chicken damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't access anything now.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;Cow damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my movies, files, music which i JUST downloaded.&lt;br /&gt;Gone. Luckily i have my mp3. =.=&lt;br /&gt;Cow and Chicken damn it.&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/3939653058669547737-1238148601925071152?l=andrewlyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/feeds/1238148601925071152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/2009/01/computer-crash.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939653058669547737/posts/default/1238148601925071152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939653058669547737/posts/default/1238148601925071152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/2009/01/computer-crash.html' title='Computer Crash. =.='/><author><name>Andrew Lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07483702733762208516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jzi3nRSHP-I/SVnqU8bH9dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HzhRsbtDeJ0/S220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939653058669547737.post-4517512481770603586</id><published>2009-01-20T01:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T01:17:18.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marketing Plan Marks.. =D</title><content type='html'>Just a quickie updatie for what i've been doing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;studying....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's basically it.. lol. I've been getting into the groove since yesterday. Seriously getting loads of information into my head. Suddenly, Managerial Accounting doesn't seem SUPER hard as i once thought it was. Somehow i'm beginning to understand the subject. For Law contract, i've an MCQ test this week, and i'm understanding the work, but i'm finding it hard to get it inside my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHA. That's where marketing comes in. All of you know that i was struggling with the group am i right?&lt;br /&gt;"Yes andrew.. you've mentioned it millions of time"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh... well. We just got our marks today, and we got a 70%!!!. I'm not saying that's AWESOME or BRILLIANT or EXCELLENT. But honestly, if you're looking at it from my point of view, after everything we've been through, I AM JUST-PLAIN-THANKFUL.. My aim for the marketing group assignment was to get at least a 70% so that i would already pass the unit without studying for the final exam so there would be nothing to worry about. I pushed my team-mates till i bled them dry. I asked them to redo their work multiple times. I almost kicked out a team member because all he did was do the history and was uncontactable(I let this guy off. I did his work for him. GRACE i tell you. lol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After passing it up, i realised a number of errors.&lt;br /&gt;1. It was supposed to be 1.5 line spacing. i put it as 1 line spacing. Therefore, we have 24 pages. Maximum pages was supposed to be 25. (1.5x24) = 36 pages. Our work was 36 pages long if you looked at it closely. *i was nearly going to scream... after all that work!!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The table of contents was supposed to be AFTER the executive summary. DARN IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I forgot to wipe out the "wikipedia" reference which was done by the guy who did the history work and was uncontactable. =.=..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I handed it in 10 minutes too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-That week, on wednesday, i went up to the teacher during class and apologized about our marketing plan. Told him the errors that we made. Told him that i passed it in 10 minutes late. Asked him whether it was alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"it's fine..." (and a little bit more after that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i was dumbfounded. This lecturer... WAS THE BEST LECTURER I'VE HAD.. I wanted to hug him right on the spot. He's awesome... It's seriously grace from God. :).. WOOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939653058669547737-4517512481770603586?l=andrewlyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/feeds/4517512481770603586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/2009/01/marketing-plan-marks-d.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939653058669547737/posts/default/4517512481770603586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939653058669547737/posts/default/4517512481770603586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/2009/01/marketing-plan-marks-d.html' title='Marketing Plan Marks.. =D'/><author><name>Andrew Lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07483702733762208516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jzi3nRSHP-I/SVnqU8bH9dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HzhRsbtDeJ0/S220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939653058669547737.post-6133927706871463738</id><published>2009-01-15T01:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T01:30:15.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why the drama?</title><content type='html'>Sigh i dunno why my life is full of drama.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another experience happened in my managerial accounting class(the hardest subject i've done so far. But getting the hang of it now). What happened was that for this week, there was supposed to be a revision for every class. My class was on a Thursday Afternoon, while a few of my other friends were on a Tuesday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after i thought a while, i decided that going for 2 revisions would be ultimately beneficial for me. So i went for the afternoon class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, for all of you who don't know, there are 3 submissions for the tutorial/homework. With each submission you get 5% overall mark. It's a giveaway percentage for those who do their homework. However, these submissions are accepted randomly. The lecturer may suddenly say one day: "alright class hand up your tutorial". If you don't have it, you get a zero. If you hand up questions that are not complete, you get a 2 or 3. If you do attempt all questions, you get a 5 or 4. At the beginning of every lesson, the lecturer will provide the answers to the questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On tuesday afternoon, i attended the lecture with my friends for the revision. My submission was due on thursday afternoon. So i sat through the tutorial answers, and wrote them down on my paper. After the whole tutorial, he came up to me and asked me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aren't you in my thursday afternoon class?"(same lecturer). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I replied "Yes i am".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Then what the hell are you doing in this class?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I was shocked, then i said: "I came for the revision"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you have your tutorial work for this thursday?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I did not. It occured to me that he must have thought i came to copy the answers and hand it up on thursday."No i don't have it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Either you give it to me now or you get a zero"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-*shocked* "Please can you give me another chance? I didn't know about any of this. I came for the revision. I tell you what. I'll pass you the stuff i wrote down, in that way i can't remember everything. Either that or you can choose 4 different questions for me to do from the textbook"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll be very nice to you. You either go and print out your work now(our tutorials have to be printed), or you hand up this handwritten one to me and you get 1 mark. Bear in mind. If you do not return in the next 10 minutes, my watch starts now, you will get a zero."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I looked up at him in silence and then got out of my seat. I started sprinting towards the computer lab. My hands were shaking. If i could finish typing out what i written down in less than 10 minutes, it'd be a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*arrive at the computer lab.*&lt;br /&gt;*type in my student id and password*&lt;br /&gt;*lag*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG... YOU GOTTA BE KIDDING ME..&lt;br /&gt;I clicked on word and it took it around 40 seconds for it to open. Every second was precious to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should have seen my fingers fly. After all that training from Mavis Beacon Typing 10, my speed is currently at an average of 80-85. :).. Thanks to my mom for pushing me to do it. haha. So yeah. i typed out EVERYTHING i wrote, (except for one part) and printed it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at my watch.. and.... there was 30 seconds left. HOLY CRAAAAAP!.. I ran as fast as i could to the class and there were some people staring at me. When i opened the door, i saw the lecturer and everyone else looking up at the clock. Then they all turned to look at me. Here was where the epic moment was. Was i on time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lecturer: "Andrew..." he started....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hand me the work."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*GLORIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I handed him the work and he accepted it. When i sat down on my seat again, people were giving me hi-5's and african american style handshakes. :D.. It was an epic moment, but i only got a 3 out of 5 because i didn't do one question. =.=... BUT YAY! IT'S BETTER THAN ZERO, 1, AND 2!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939653058669547737-6133927706871463738?l=andrewlyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6133927706871463738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/2009/01/why-drama.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939653058669547737/posts/default/6133927706871463738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939653058669547737/posts/default/6133927706871463738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/2009/01/why-drama.html' title='Why the drama?'/><author><name>Andrew Lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07483702733762208516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jzi3nRSHP-I/SVnqU8bH9dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HzhRsbtDeJ0/S220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939653058669547737.post-4413029382569031515</id><published>2009-01-11T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T05:36:40.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The darn things i've done</title><content type='html'>After getting some inspiration from Felicia, i decided to write my own version of my own mistakes. I SERIOUSLY love looking back to the past at my own stupid mistakes that will last forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. It was CNY. I was 4 or 5 years old. I was with my family at a resort.(Sabandar Bay). We had our own supply of fireworks, and my parents decided to introduce them to my sister and i. HOORAY! I successfully shot my first firework. It went shooting into the sky to then blow up and entertain the family. I took another firework and passed it to my dad for him to light up. As soon as he lighted it up, i got ready to throw it again. It was then that i dropped it. It took me a while to pick it up. I heard the words "Andrew.. don't pick it uppppp.....!!!" When i turned and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BAAAAM!!!!!*&lt;br /&gt;It blew in my hands. My face was totally black. and so were my hands. I was wailing and crying and my mom rushed me in the toilet to wash my hands and face. The pain was immense. I turned to see my sister laughing gleefully. =.=.. Oh this was a moment i'd never forget. The outcome was that i had to wear a bandage on my hands. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My sister and i were looking at different books in a bookshop. At that time, "A new hope" had just arrived in the theatres, and I knew my sister loved Star Wars. My sister was next to me looking at a few books. She then moved off without me noticing it. A man then took her place looking at the same books that i was. I didn't notice him at all. A book caught my eye "Star Wars". I got excited and i tugged my "sisters" sleeves. "CHE.. THERE'S STAR WARS HERE!!!!". I picked up the book and smiled at... him... My smile faded. I turned to look at the other direction and saw my sister on the floor laughing. I then went to jump on her and to wrestle with her. I was crying because of the embarrasment of the situation. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I knew my sister was at the other side of the book shelf. I could scare her easily. *hehehe.. evil plot coming up*.. I started screaming and jumped out and accidentally stepped on another guy's leg. I looked up and there was another person, as shocked as i hoped my sister would be. I then looked on and there was my sister rolling on the floor again as she always did. I then ran and pounced on her. =.=&lt;br /&gt;*i realise that my sister was always laughing at my mistakes...sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. One night i had a dream. I dreamt the ghost was chasing me. I woke up with a start, to realise that it was only a dream. I then started imagining things. There was a room in front of my bed, in which it was totally dark. I couldn't see anything. I thought to myself "What if a ghost came out of there?".. I shuddered.. and then chuckled to myself at the thought of it. 3 seconds later, i see a white figure coming out. I shout "HEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!".. to realise that it was my grandmother coming in the room. White hair, white nightdress, and white makeup. FOR GODS SAKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- btw. When i shout "heeeeee!!!", this is the cry which men cry when they're really scared. Or rather, me and my father. I've had an experience of him getting really scared at one point, and i wouldn't mind sharing it with all of you if you request. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all i can think of at the moment. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939653058669547737-4413029382569031515?l=andrewlyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/feeds/4413029382569031515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/2009/01/darn-things-ive-done.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939653058669547737/posts/default/4413029382569031515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939653058669547737/posts/default/4413029382569031515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/2009/01/darn-things-ive-done.html' title='The darn things i&apos;ve done'/><author><name>Andrew Lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07483702733762208516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jzi3nRSHP-I/SVnqU8bH9dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HzhRsbtDeJ0/S220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939653058669547737.post-8312559704143742135</id><published>2009-01-09T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T21:18:09.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'>VOLCANIC ERUPTION!</title><content type='html'>OH GODDDDDDDDDDDDDD!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;*Volcanic eruption on top of my head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WONDER HOW HARD IT WILL BE TO HAVE CHILDREN NEXT TIME... ROAWRRRRRRR!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall now bore you again with the story of my group members. I could tahan yesterday and 2 days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days ago:&lt;br /&gt;I asked everybody to send me the work by thursday, in which only 2 out of 4 people sent their work to me. One's work was good. Needed only a few changes. The other one was horrible. I had to tell him to redo it. I tried contacting the other 2, but they switched off their handphone, or as one of them said: "my handphone battery died". Coincidence that only happened after  i called him many times only for him not to pick up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 day ago:&lt;br /&gt;Had a group meeting with them. Informed them 2 days earlier. "Meet at 9am in the common room"..&lt;br /&gt;2 forgot. They came an hour later after i called them. One didn't even bother turning up(this guy is the most trouble). Another one said that he was gonna be 20 mins late and came in 1:45 mins later.. WAT THE FRIKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today:&lt;br /&gt;I read the work of 2 of the group members. One did reasonably well on one part, but forgot to change the part which i told him to change 2 days ago. AND OUR ASSIGNMENT IS DUE ON MONDAY!... The other one sent me work that DIDN'T EVEN HAVE A REFERENCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep scolding them and they think i'm always unhappy and a killjoy or something. That's because everytime i ask them to do their work, they say "ok" and either give up totally crappy work that even i could do myself, don't even pass up the work at the given time, or don't attend the meetings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assignment is due on monday.&lt;br /&gt;friday night, saturday whole day and sunday morning THEY'RE OUT. PARTYING!!!! AND WE'RE NOT EXACTLY PREPARED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to compile all the work, write the executive summary, write the target market AND write distribution strategies instead of just doing one of them, AND also have to compile the references to make sure everything's ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GODDDDDDDDD!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;*huff puff huff puff*&lt;br /&gt;*head feels hot*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But reflecting on everything.&lt;br /&gt;I can now understand my parents better... Just the thought of having children like that makes me blow. But what if(in a different context), i was like that? O.o.. In fact, i think i was like that in the earlier stages. Sigh. I think it's better not to have children. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONDOMS ftw! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939653058669547737-8312559704143742135?l=andrewlyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/feeds/8312559704143742135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/2009/01/volcanic-eruption.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939653058669547737/posts/default/8312559704143742135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939653058669547737/posts/default/8312559704143742135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/2009/01/volcanic-eruption.html' title='VOLCANIC ERUPTION!'/><author><name>Andrew Lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07483702733762208516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jzi3nRSHP-I/SVnqU8bH9dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HzhRsbtDeJ0/S220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939653058669547737.post-6133372573549674358</id><published>2009-01-07T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T05:33:00.497-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why don't i write anything about guitars if i'm a guitarholic? O.o</title><content type='html'>Bah. Been sick the past... well... one day?&lt;br /&gt;Still... being sick isn't something to be laughed at. :/ After going to college to touch up a bit on my assignment, i had to suffer quite a bit in the heat just to get to the bus stop. After that i found it amazingly hard to study. I came back, had a headache, and found it hard to swallow. :(. It hurt everytime i did. My sister had pretty much the same sickness. She had a headache, but didn't have a sore throat. Only a runny nose. It ended up with my mom, sister, and I sleeping in the living room for about 2 and a half hours in the afternoon. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a bit more enjoyable, after an early night. Felt a bit more energized. Had a few funny experiences also today. :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1st funny experience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every week in our marketing class there is to be one group presenting their topic related to a company. This week's topic was about Distribution. And the group presenting were TRUE HONKIES. Nobody could understand what they were talking about. I seriously was attempting to record the presentation for the benefit of you guys listening to it. =P.. It turned out to be too soft for you guys to hear. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But instead, i took a picture of a mistake that happened in the presentation. :D. English words were supposed to appear in the slides, but instead some other text came out. LMAO. And the guy was struggling all the way through. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jzi3nRSHP-I/SWStqchRLKI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ylSWPoC1DEw/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jzi3nRSHP-I/SWStqchRLKI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ylSWPoC1DEw/s320/Image008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288542807161646242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jzi3nRSHP-I/SWStfjv5joI/AAAAAAAAABI/MepBwr_MbzE/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jzi3nRSHP-I/SWStfjv5joI/AAAAAAAAABI/MepBwr_MbzE/s320/Image005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288542620123500162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This seriously woke everyone up.  haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2nd funny experience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to do random things ok, so no need to comment on this part. I knew my grandmother likes ballroom dancing, so i decided to pick her up and start dancing with her. LOL. Just for no apparent reason. After a couple of rounds, she suddenly stopped. I was confused. I thought she had enough, and as i was about to turn around to sit down on the sofa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BRAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPP*.. *BRAP* *BRAPPP*&lt;br /&gt;The fart probably lasted 1.75 seconds, which is a REALLY LONG TIME. lmao. We were all practically rolling on the floor laughing. Sigh. Laughing is so much fun. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///G:/Images/Image005.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///G:/Images/Image005.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939653058669547737-6133372573549674358?l=andrewlyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6133372573549674358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/2009/01/why-dont-i-write-anything-about-guitars.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939653058669547737/posts/default/6133372573549674358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939653058669547737/posts/default/6133372573549674358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/2009/01/why-dont-i-write-anything-about-guitars.html' title='Why don&apos;t i write anything about guitars if i&apos;m a guitarholic? O.o'/><author><name>Andrew Lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07483702733762208516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jzi3nRSHP-I/SVnqU8bH9dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HzhRsbtDeJ0/S220/123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jzi3nRSHP-I/SWStqchRLKI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ylSWPoC1DEw/s72-c/Image008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939653058669547737.post-6851725632287283617</id><published>2009-01-06T01:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T01:22:48.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd of january post</title><content type='html'>*This post was supposed to be posted on the 2nd of january.*&lt;br /&gt;*Due to lack of internet because my Wireless USB program got reformatted, i was unable to post it up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in one day's time, i'm going to go back. To perth, for those of you who don't know. I actually don't mind going back. Though of course i'll miss all the crazy friends i have here. :) (not to say people in perth aren't). But the sad thing is, is that my closest friends in perth are not there. Most of them are back in their hometown, which is singapore. -.-. lol. They'll be back only when the term begins. Which, sadly, is only in the middle of February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways past few days there were a few issues that needed to be solved, so if some of you were wondering why i wasn't in a good mood and didn't reply your messages, it was quite serious. So don't take any offence k? :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was pretty awesome. Went out and had a lasagna in Little Italy, which i suddenly realize that the lasagna isn't that great after all. After trying "fratini's" lasagna. If you compare the prices, fratini's is more worth it. Little Italy's lasagna is 24 dollars, while Fratini's is 21(around there). It also depends on what you're looking for. For people who want to fill up their stomach, Little Italy is the place to go in which you pay more. But if you want to have a good lasagna(best in kk), Fratini's is the place to go(and it's cheaper).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the night after dinner with my family i went out to Carcaseans(i think it was called that), the place where we can play board games. It was nice. :). Even though I was really blur. The game we played was Guns &amp;amp; (something). Very nice game. I love the games there. It's so much better than watching tv or being on the computer. But of course you need friends to go with you or else it'd be pretty sucky. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the game there was a stage where we had to pass around a card under the table. There was only one police out of the 6 of us. The card that is being passed around can only be turned by the police, in which we don't know who it is. It is turned to achieve an objective, in which i won't state because the rules are really long. Now, I was the police. And the card was passed around. I gleefully turned the card, and passed it along to the next person. He was the person who was supposed to expose the card, and he turned it the other way and exposed it instead of just exposing it. NOTE the "TURNED IT THE OTHER WAY". So that means it seemed like i didn't turn the card. =.=. I couldn't say anything because i'm not supposed to reveal who i am. The second round, it happened again. =.=. I coudn't believe it. I gave up already. LOL. You would understand if you were in the game, but yeah. Believe me. I was super frustrated i couldn't say anything. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it was a good night.. Good-bye to Denise who'll be going off to KL tomorrow and I won't see till middle of the year(maybe) or end of the year. :/.. See ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, happy(belated) new year to all. :)..It has been a great great year and i've learn so much from failures, friends, family, and Remi Gaillard. :P.. But yeah. One thing i must say i've learnt over the year is God's Abundant Grace, Love, and Faithfulness. These 3 things have seriously impacted my life everywhere i go, be it Perth, Australia, KL, Brunei or anywhere else. God is all powerful and loving. I don't understand how anybody could live without him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few other things i learnt last year year(darian style):&lt;br /&gt;-How to open a champagne bottle(opened it 2 more times after my 18th birthday)[Still a bit scared though]&lt;br /&gt;-How to drink alcohol(sif have to learn. :P)&lt;br /&gt;-How to hold a defence line in soccer(still learning. Thanks derek. :D)&lt;br /&gt;-How not to bring curses to people or upon myself(Anointed teaching by pastor daniel. :P)&lt;br /&gt;-Always arrange a study group if you don't have the self control to study on your own&lt;br /&gt;-Don't always think that close friends will always be your close friends after time goes by.&lt;br /&gt;-How to cook a few simple dishes. Very simple in fact. :D (steam chicken &amp;amp; fish ftw!)&lt;br /&gt;-How to use facebook&lt;br /&gt;-How to download reasonably good video quality movies (aXXo. i luv u!. :D)&lt;br /&gt;-How to choose certain friends to be your close friends&lt;br /&gt;-How to sense God is telling you not to go for something(still working on it. Happened a few times and i still went for the event.)&lt;br /&gt;-How to pray a sincere and proper prayer. Not those prayers that we just say for the sake of saying for the people or for any other reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting sleepy. It's 1am. *snore*. I don't think i should type in EVERYTHING i've learnt. BUt these are the few that are now part of my life because of what happened in the previous year. If there's anything i've done or said to hurt you, please forgive me and let's start a new year afresh. Once again, Happy(belated) new year to everyone. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abit potong-steam lah. Posting something i should have posted 4 days ago. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939653058669547737-6851725632287283617?l=andrewlyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6851725632287283617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/2009/01/2nd-of-january-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939653058669547737/posts/default/6851725632287283617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939653058669547737/posts/default/6851725632287283617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/2009/01/2nd-of-january-post.html' title='2nd of january post'/><author><name>Andrew Lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07483702733762208516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jzi3nRSHP-I/SVnqU8bH9dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HzhRsbtDeJ0/S220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939653058669547737.post-4568527004930888298</id><published>2008-12-29T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T19:28:49.111-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Blog Post</title><content type='html'>Well this is my first blog post and i'm happy to say that i've moved to blogspot. :). Reason why i moved to blogspot? For some apparent reason, the internet just doesn't like xanga here in Malaysia. So i guess for the benefit of some people, i will move to blogspot. :). DON'T YOU LOVE ME. :P After all this time Xanga has started becoming irritating, and YES i do understand now what you mean by the weblog page loading slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. Today i seriously woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Seriously. Even I can tell it myself. Didn't really have a good night's sleep. For the past few days i've not really been sleeping in my maid's room, cuz it was SOOO HOT!.. No aircond really kills me. lol. I'm a bit spoilt. don't mind me. :). So yeah anyways all this time i've been sleeping in my sister's room with my grandmother. Just added an extra matress inside. This room is right smack in the middle of 2 other rooms, and EVERYBODY just tends to come in through this room. SO ANNOYING. rawr. Kept waking up. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Frances Blowdrying her hair + lights on&lt;br /&gt;2. Mom keeps coming in&lt;br /&gt;3. Grandmother wakes up and tries to keep the room clean in which it makes it very noisy for me.&lt;br /&gt;4. For today, the aircond was on high temperature, meaning 27/28 degrees. :/ Was HOT. rawr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, was invited to a "Student Fellowship night" last night. :/ Sounds a leeetle bit crap. But it was pretty interesting actually. I must say, for one thing. The performances were GOOD. There were good bands and good hip-hop dancers too. I was really impressed with the guitarists. Btw. Daryl/Lek was singing last night... :P.. Congrats to Elaine, Fay, Steffi and others i don't know who were involved in organizing the whole event. But i seriously must say something to this person. Thanks for keeping me company Max. Even though i know that you have other friends and etc you still stuck around with me until we left. Really appreciate it dude. :)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know some or most of you were busy with everything, so i can understand. But there were some friends that I was a bit disappointed with. For those of you reading this post who were there at the party, it's not you. These friends of mine don't read blogs. Why was i disappointed in them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. They asked me to come. They hardly kept me company.&lt;br /&gt;2. They annoyed me because of the respect they have for their parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short, yes, but these facts really annoyed me last night. If some of you THINK you know who these people are, do NOT. I repeat do not spread gossip or whatever. I don't want any wrong doing to be done because of me. I'm just trying to get this thing off my back or i'll have to bear this burden around all day. I still love these friends of mine and i know they must have a reason for all that. I cannot help being disappointed, but that's how life is..&lt;br /&gt;There is a difference between the world's point of view of friendship and a christian's point of view of friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw. Just a quick goodbye to a great and faithful friend. :). NIGEL. I'LL MISS YOU. :(..If you're reading this, don't get sidetracked with the things of this world. Stay strong. Push on.  Come to perth soon. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939653058669547737-4568527004930888298?l=andrewlyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/feeds/4568527004930888298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/2008/12/first-blog-post.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939653058669547737/posts/default/4568527004930888298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939653058669547737/posts/default/4568527004930888298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrewlyn.blogspot.com/2008/12/first-blog-post.html' title='The First Blog Post'/><author><name>Andrew Lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07483702733762208516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jzi3nRSHP-I/SVnqU8bH9dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HzhRsbtDeJ0/S220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
