tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25951080518343715802024-03-05T19:56:48.588+08:00Vincent ChooVincent Choohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18145741212579318773noreply@blogger.comBlogger34125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2595108051834371580.post-14799701071606712782011-06-21T16:52:00.002+08:002011-06-21T16:56:58.190+08:00Picture of The Day<div>We just had our Concert Choir very own choir concert last friday in our own UCSI campus and the result was quite satisfying. Think about the hard work we did all over the semester and it was rewarding to have people complimenting our hard work. Kudos to every concert choir members! </div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjchxGGFYhGrfqhj6_Vwjnu32GNqmRg_zOqCH0xwqtx4xPTuTFSLkkVBWBn3fAigsdwXtX9mb9_J3uQqYMXCE_rXukHQ6jWbia0cMyByieHWkj4cr-e-8vXptrzSrzIOQaTqXRBjIjoRs4/s1600/IMG_0105.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "></span></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjchxGGFYhGrfqhj6_Vwjnu32GNqmRg_zOqCH0xwqtx4xPTuTFSLkkVBWBn3fAigsdwXtX9mb9_J3uQqYMXCE_rXukHQ6jWbia0cMyByieHWkj4cr-e-8vXptrzSrzIOQaTqXRBjIjoRs4/s1600/IMG_0105.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjchxGGFYhGrfqhj6_Vwjnu32GNqmRg_zOqCH0xwqtx4xPTuTFSLkkVBWBn3fAigsdwXtX9mb9_J3uQqYMXCE_rXukHQ6jWbia0cMyByieHWkj4cr-e-8vXptrzSrzIOQaTqXRBjIjoRs4/s320/IMG_0105.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620590644988285410" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Don't I look like a prefect back in secondary school? LOL</div>Vincent Choohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18145741212579318773noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2595108051834371580.post-41067452155472225592011-06-20T10:59:00.004+08:002011-08-03T17:54:03.573+08:00Once AgainOnce again I stopped updating my blog. For don't know what reason I just don't have the passion like before for blogging. Maybe it's because I'm getting busier and all my school works are shouting for my attention. Or maybe I'm just lazy. Yeah. I know. I'm always lazy. =p<div><br /></div><div>But then again, I do want to continue blogging. It feels good to start typing on this blog again. You know, to express yourself with words that you can't really say it out loud, but with words you can describe every details, magnified and clear. </div><div><br /></div><div>I will try my best to update more. I don't know who else would still be interested in my blog again. I've certainly lost most of my reader through the few update-less month. But I'll still go on. </div><div><br /></div><div>Here's a song I'm currently hook up to. Who knew John Mayer could be such a good jazz singer? =]</div><div><br /></div><div><iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/G036apjXmbI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></div>Vincent Choohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18145741212579318773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2595108051834371580.post-71502415241248735432011-02-07T19:02:00.001+08:002011-02-07T19:09:59.878+08:00Firework Art<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">When a bunch of crazy people armed with curiosity and creativity<br />comes together... </span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">We create <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">ART</span>!!!</span></span><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsUW65cL7ocFMatocVrc98y5W9HPq-HP-UMwOaAOVJlTwaGd5KiIC32nzqjYxORlesp97MrQIKOMZNXsdzpioHuasfXbJXRWpLcuWCz0_Ah2IHAkMfjdPcPEMx0Qh4exQSg6yVFTBsSyg/s1600/180316_10150176668720760_529610759_8644434_2532760_n.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsUW65cL7ocFMatocVrc98y5W9HPq-HP-UMwOaAOVJlTwaGd5KiIC32nzqjYxORlesp97MrQIKOMZNXsdzpioHuasfXbJXRWpLcuWCz0_Ah2IHAkMfjdPcPEMx0Qh4exQSg6yVFTBsSyg/s320/180316_10150176668720760_529610759_8644434_2532760_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570891462069472386" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA9a-2MXMATRsyWfUCj8fEjqD37qKK-JaAPwrE-awnPIvBqd1i5Kf2hyphenhyphent2p8kKgMAz0fb3swGiwvHADzDN4X-ALPcXNU9Mt1yUMxXOix70wO9n1YD9TwkO1i_SouW-eRU3Nkfx3r396Qc/s1600/181328_10150176668585760_529610759_8644430_5435119_n.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA9a-2MXMATRsyWfUCj8fEjqD37qKK-JaAPwrE-awnPIvBqd1i5Kf2hyphenhyphent2p8kKgMAz0fb3swGiwvHADzDN4X-ALPcXNU9Mt1yUMxXOix70wO9n1YD9TwkO1i_SouW-eRU3Nkfx3r396Qc/s320/181328_10150176668585760_529610759_8644430_5435119_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570891466605968498" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfR_bSKv4iBxpngioXk2phjp9Eu1-zXcCv-MhkUel6W-Yy4WM1z6qA1Prq2d95VA35CGjsmVtqyPar5GNWSQ8Wuq2Syb2TyQrVsRewiyzGKuu0EgafF4YX3vRA2H_pKmVX7sTUQ5xiT5s/s1600/181991_10150176668460760_529610759_8644426_658558_n.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfR_bSKv4iBxpngioXk2phjp9Eu1-zXcCv-MhkUel6W-Yy4WM1z6qA1Prq2d95VA35CGjsmVtqyPar5GNWSQ8Wuq2Syb2TyQrVsRewiyzGKuu0EgafF4YX3vRA2H_pKmVX7sTUQ5xiT5s/s320/181991_10150176668460760_529610759_8644426_658558_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570892426111182114" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4ouoHf8ZoLnaKxE-jtq56zV7pYaNEuGye5pTq1duseP6LgWL4cohaWDjA4EwYfZwV4VvBtjCVVTORCgxUJxnFywbX-ZVwIM_KH2F66RvXz9ytmXVE-lT37G7xNhD4P6tNrC_1WqmxKRo/s1600/166854_10150176668845760_529610759_8644439_81257_n.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4ouoHf8ZoLnaKxE-jtq56zV7pYaNEuGye5pTq1duseP6LgWL4cohaWDjA4EwYfZwV4VvBtjCVVTORCgxUJxnFywbX-ZVwIM_KH2F66RvXz9ytmXVE-lT37G7xNhD4P6tNrC_1WqmxKRo/s320/166854_10150176668845760_529610759_8644439_81257_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570891453104861202" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><br />This was our 1st ever attempt on doing such photography. So things are a little bit messy. But we still felt content as the result didn't turn out too bad. Hahaha.....<br /><br />As we Chinese celebrates the year of rabbit. The master piece of the night was a picture of a bunny. I personally love this picture the most. XD<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYjHEGyiI6m7zIVGe4u2nA5uWtXnmguf1bXIwr2A6Ag3sUMv2Xu2WqMODvPjeq4ftUDfri3tzuQIgtUYgLK82w249LjqC7IVgBCln7UjdsiiGPeGqda9dZQ-N4YvKLxLiacrM75Jxvg-M/s1600/180508_10150176668195760_529610759_8644417_1906017_n.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYjHEGyiI6m7zIVGe4u2nA5uWtXnmguf1bXIwr2A6Ag3sUMv2Xu2WqMODvPjeq4ftUDfri3tzuQIgtUYgLK82w249LjqC7IVgBCln7UjdsiiGPeGqda9dZQ-N4YvKLxLiacrM75Jxvg-M/s320/180508_10150176668195760_529610759_8644417_1906017_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570891463140826274" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Photo credits: <span style="font-weight: bold;">Pandan young adult fellowship</span></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Photographer credits: <span style="font-weight: bold;">Chian Rui Di</span></span><br /><br />Check out our photographer. He is a freelance photographer in Miri.<br />Click to check out his webside.<br /><a href="http://www.ruidiphotography.com/"> Ruidiphotography</a><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cruidi"> Ruidi's Photostream</a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">We hope everyone life would be filled with</span><br /></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlSp9B7jiiQh8NgzNrSh9iRC5as7XwQpvZ2g4GGaJsQVaBv6AvN6dnjkQHVE2bBRcaOyzPNz6yZUk60gRktNbhrUWPbAK6DQHkjHrIOkH0OrruJ9KyoJhz9WDFnAWG16do3MQOWFzuckw/s1600/181801_10150176668345760_529610759_8644422_3105797_n.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlSp9B7jiiQh8NgzNrSh9iRC5as7XwQpvZ2g4GGaJsQVaBv6AvN6dnjkQHVE2bBRcaOyzPNz6yZUk60gRktNbhrUWPbAK6DQHkjHrIOkH0OrruJ9KyoJhz9WDFnAWG16do3MQOWFzuckw/s320/181801_10150176668345760_529610759_8644422_3105797_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570892424719452786" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Cheers!!!</span><br /></div></div>Vincent Choohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18145741212579318773noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2595108051834371580.post-52527786673038871642011-02-06T17:30:00.004+08:002011-02-06T17:53:43.208+08:00Picture of The Day<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijodvfbeNK-C_D480LhJi7kpiT_l54Dq_Jayexd84bSJVAMjTg56DE7658kKfuxjiPCk4WZdKwwKgQY2D8wUmkaiGjInQYuaVnAc8KQ8himWN2nH805jjU0uSMKZ9D0E_O8onmkYfSDhY/s1600/DSC04753.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijodvfbeNK-C_D480LhJi7kpiT_l54Dq_Jayexd84bSJVAMjTg56DE7658kKfuxjiPCk4WZdKwwKgQY2D8wUmkaiGjInQYuaVnAc8KQ8himWN2nH805jjU0uSMKZ9D0E_O8onmkYfSDhY/s320/DSC04753.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570507542511224946" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">On the 1st day of Chinese New Year<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">I LOVE MY FAMILY!!!</span><br /></span></div>Vincent Choohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18145741212579318773noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2595108051834371580.post-23991600107288837432011-02-03T00:52:00.002+08:002011-02-07T18:15:49.409+08:00The Reunion DinnerWe had a different reunion dinner this year. Its an extraordinary experience which everyone is very excited about when the news reach our house.
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<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[Blessed as we all are to have a family]</span>
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<br />Every year on this very day, every member of the Choo Family would gather at my house for the biggest feast of the year. A tradition which had pass down from ancient time and would pass down forever. The reunion dinner.
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<br />When we talk about food in this family, nothing comes simple. And I'm <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">LOVING</span></span> it!!!!
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<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[Four season]</span>
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<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[Evelyn with all the food she can eat] =p</span>
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<br />Now for the special part of this year's reunion dinner. We have some visitors visiting us with some unusual gadgets.
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<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[Got style] lol
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<br /></span></div>We have the people from the national television station visiting us, taking videos of us eating. Hahaha... So we have to be very polite in front of the camera while eating. Once the camera is off. We are like wolfs who have not eaten for days. =p
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<br />Then we have a tradition of giving ang pao. We young ones would line up in front of our grandma and wish her a happy new year and receive an ang pao in return. Who doesn't like ang paos?! XD
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<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">[Happy Chinese New Year Grandma!!!]</span>
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<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">[Happy is written on everyone's face]</span>
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<br /><div style="text-align: left;">There was an interview session. 3 of us was given a interview. I was one of them, but I kinda freak out in front of the camera and I have no idea what I'd said. hahaha.... We still don't know who's interview they will be using. We'll just have to wait. LOL.....
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<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[I like to thank my mum, my dad, my grandma, my brother, my sister...]
<br />and the list goes on and on. =p
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<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0S-ipnVgpcNnq0FnozbamDENoqdhNfe3YHyLhPToX2pA0a9IZ2osmdKfkrLhI-F81RE_d_MkT8gmDhob-wFV-vU7OD6eMXycehrt_OcP42smjeRPcn4Cz0VFiwrbYRmYhcuLj9ZiYVLg/s1600/DSC04671.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0S-ipnVgpcNnq0FnozbamDENoqdhNfe3YHyLhPToX2pA0a9IZ2osmdKfkrLhI-F81RE_d_MkT8gmDhob-wFV-vU7OD6eMXycehrt_OcP42smjeRPcn4Cz0VFiwrbYRmYhcuLj9ZiYVLg/s320/DSC04671.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569117381769541570" border="0" /></a>
<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">[Wishing everyone Happy New Year]</span>
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<br /><div style="text-align: left;">Finally the visitation end around an hour or more. Everyone then started to cool down a little. Everyone was so excited when the camera man was in the house. hahaha....
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<br />Grandma then pull out a bag of scarf and gave it to us to choose. She made us all a scarf. How sweet of her!!!! XD
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<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQwzMdHcwqXaWheDz6YSdLHKCOrtCK0TlJiG1NDPt0zOX9JyewIt2AM-4tJHCiNBfFTd9gZmG2jMm84LkQMCN8Kkdeeuh5ffWt_4As9z5P5QRkVLRgxXqk22IjGcR-i5vAMUolnA_tzq8/s1600/DSC04680.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQwzMdHcwqXaWheDz6YSdLHKCOrtCK0TlJiG1NDPt0zOX9JyewIt2AM-4tJHCiNBfFTd9gZmG2jMm84LkQMCN8Kkdeeuh5ffWt_4As9z5P5QRkVLRgxXqk22IjGcR-i5vAMUolnA_tzq8/s320/DSC04680.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569119092968165138" border="0" /></a>
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[I Love my Grandma!!!!]</span>
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<br />Even the youngest one get a cute scarf. XD
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<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9CLubcBYZ8D9UrkCnx_jfJJ-mRnUpLRCAHxsFxOJb5C9QfjaluX1R98fhIM9FquJ1gafDzw1SHT-fJuUD3btFcic65QUyfnz40oCNNmUDuSnp7UYGAT_MJcT1QSf3Jp_HFWEyTm4y4Rc/s1600/DSC04681.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9CLubcBYZ8D9UrkCnx_jfJJ-mRnUpLRCAHxsFxOJb5C9QfjaluX1R98fhIM9FquJ1gafDzw1SHT-fJuUD3btFcic65QUyfnz40oCNNmUDuSnp7UYGAT_MJcT1QSf3Jp_HFWEyTm4y4Rc/s320/DSC04681.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569119099949471554" border="0" /></a>
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[My cute niece and her pretty mummy]</span>
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<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMioAtzUOUcNcFvZf9G9Qse0EPjBAanunWZZR-MILKjUvr169JEUNh1hOh2BpPs8w2CfxgHe_e62XHDKNUVigrKSbbReBCmjBYJpOvYjX5mc24876sMwQBlLXXmtCgi_zvGoIxukFo3RA/s1600/DSC04683.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMioAtzUOUcNcFvZf9G9Qse0EPjBAanunWZZR-MILKjUvr169JEUNh1hOh2BpPs8w2CfxgHe_e62XHDKNUVigrKSbbReBCmjBYJpOvYjX5mc24876sMwQBlLXXmtCgi_zvGoIxukFo3RA/s320/DSC04683.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569119103862323090" border="0" /></a>
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[Fashionable]</span>
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<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKMKCCFqw-gkQnMTDSWzVjw8qqmKna9D_zAwoFHoqY7vhp1huah-q-BkseDTgBXPTjNuqcnVSRSopP-77lj6KC0KJ8MookUBbfPk9_IAZk1AKLpJx_lNDDPG6hK00n-zsQ_hOGInnU9Ns/s1600/DSC04684.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKMKCCFqw-gkQnMTDSWzVjw8qqmKna9D_zAwoFHoqY7vhp1huah-q-BkseDTgBXPTjNuqcnVSRSopP-77lj6KC0KJ8MookUBbfPk9_IAZk1AKLpJx_lNDDPG6hK00n-zsQ_hOGInnU9Ns/s320/DSC04684.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569119114121391090" border="0" /></a>
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[Do I look pretty?!] XD</span>
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<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgciEitbO6aPsWtPWyH521hAsv7EmApTHKVNtv5ipVb4ArSHFXjUnT9uUqM04CdMEnb4rJ8XX6A3Mth-eSDUdB1xrRAVqQJ4HshWdWDP_Y2Aj82_XH1SD1pJkE1sEiMNmPqEhlA7MWEtpw/s1600/DSC04685.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgciEitbO6aPsWtPWyH521hAsv7EmApTHKVNtv5ipVb4ArSHFXjUnT9uUqM04CdMEnb4rJ8XX6A3Mth-eSDUdB1xrRAVqQJ4HshWdWDP_Y2Aj82_XH1SD1pJkE1sEiMNmPqEhlA7MWEtpw/s320/DSC04685.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569120610858526306" border="0" /></a>
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[NO?!]</span>
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<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0morrT7VVcRCW9gcyz8Bk4E1oQ3Srq81VWlDvLgdQtRT901s6XO_acCMryAKCFul08YbyFgn14UWUmvclWMyWvhT_tK2eGOCMLivdYpuEAcF8agperMbkEKPQItdh1I6IwJkSqoP3cnY/s1600/DSC04686.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0morrT7VVcRCW9gcyz8Bk4E1oQ3Srq81VWlDvLgdQtRT901s6XO_acCMryAKCFul08YbyFgn14UWUmvclWMyWvhT_tK2eGOCMLivdYpuEAcF8agperMbkEKPQItdh1I6IwJkSqoP3cnY/s320/DSC04686.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569120617211226034" border="0" /></a>
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[I'm just kidding. hehe...] >.<</span>
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<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh77zzV2_61pS2ckS_KBAfX9R3aJDdE0XTl8VxkXNcO_TIVqwitUUYrLY4Xcejr-7JoRwRqCMfNh_c6WUzmfPXKSZdGn5FIbZ4fv_-utA7x_f58QOhuT2be4kFFLUtqwwhT5BEMt-r5Rks/s1600/DSC04687.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh77zzV2_61pS2ckS_KBAfX9R3aJDdE0XTl8VxkXNcO_TIVqwitUUYrLY4Xcejr-7JoRwRqCMfNh_c6WUzmfPXKSZdGn5FIbZ4fv_-utA7x_f58QOhuT2be4kFFLUtqwwhT5BEMt-r5Rks/s320/DSC04687.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569120625857229010" border="0" /></a>
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[they came from a land far away......]</span>
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<br />Finally the Finale of the night. Family picture time!!!!
<br />Proudly presenting the <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">CHOO FAMILY</span><span style="font-weight: bold;">!!!</span></span>
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<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKD9pFufGLbDjRjSzr12Wr6JBFFCVF1_szbqW11CLCHqvTajRxtrmCSWZ6JJZ0Eb7NDsCNYfmry09s8eOgpz9qitO85v5oikmRAOv7UQc9dtiC3GwbfQzGNskYLXfSsDM8AZ3TXC63e0I/s1600/DSC04688.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKD9pFufGLbDjRjSzr12Wr6JBFFCVF1_szbqW11CLCHqvTajRxtrmCSWZ6JJZ0Eb7NDsCNYfmry09s8eOgpz9qitO85v5oikmRAOv7UQc9dtiC3GwbfQzGNskYLXfSsDM8AZ3TXC63e0I/s320/DSC04688.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569120626830660514" border="0" /></a>
<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">[The BIG Choo's Family]</span>
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<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHm7BrNK210CwqbwOkt8ltVwXu4YXomzQ4SaygGBPjdKOrW_Olz6CSp5UUt59hpH_cF_8GocGloUfs9nCK8rj4bLpCwscfEp2wu9CIWEP0K1iJk4nyj2PR0MSNg124El0XNdr3KkuwJqQ/s1600/DSC04691.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHm7BrNK210CwqbwOkt8ltVwXu4YXomzQ4SaygGBPjdKOrW_Olz6CSp5UUt59hpH_cF_8GocGloUfs9nCK8rj4bLpCwscfEp2wu9CIWEP0K1iJk4nyj2PR0MSNg124El0XNdr3KkuwJqQ/s320/DSC04691.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569120633800874738" border="0" /></a>
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[Grandma and her grandchildren and grand grandchildren]</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">Have a Great Chinese New Year Everyone!!!!</span></span>
<br /></div></div></div>Vincent Choohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18145741212579318773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2595108051834371580.post-79250297421156731572011-01-31T11:10:00.004+08:002011-01-31T11:41:18.390+08:00Chinese New Year Mood OnMy band mate told me how I looked like on the day I was going back to my hometown. So much joy she said. Truthfully I am. There is nothing more happier for a wanderer to get to go back to his native land.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwfBkXFIJOLtDYuhTgfY-9HPm7nZgPsaWY94I1pPirrL4NuKqPV9_mfWjHeAKp4Lprl3WPHMcJ2pyT3xsdDxe9Zxqw2w3BMJwJhGJFOhE7k-QewPAACR8hr3sd6du7drOi1elJ2T3HPXg/s1600/38287_143741262308999_100000193796494_424108_338775_n.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwfBkXFIJOLtDYuhTgfY-9HPm7nZgPsaWY94I1pPirrL4NuKqPV9_mfWjHeAKp4Lprl3WPHMcJ2pyT3xsdDxe9Zxqw2w3BMJwJhGJFOhE7k-QewPAACR8hr3sd6du7drOi1elJ2T3HPXg/s320/38287_143741262308999_100000193796494_424108_338775_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568181204282713378" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br />Its been quite a while since I got to feel this way. The joy of waiting for Chinese New Year to arrive. I can still remember how exciting it was when I was a kid counting the days left to CNY. Me and my sisters used to start counting down a month before. Hahaha.... Those were the days when we were still young and innocent. Pure happiness enrich us even more when days passed by.<br /><br />I started to lost this feeling few years ago while growing up. CNY wasn't as exciting as it used to be. I guess it was because there wasn't much to expect from CNY when you were at home with every family members surrounding you. So the appreciation started to fade.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFYUcElSGRYBBuY7gycTZSFhRqe82uuyGO6umSS86_04-EvTomg3UrKrsGyl4TIjeR0OCELQvn1RDNhr463r6bkl04lIUC6M0-a8Q2m36IxKboTDalMNYebCr8BVBI-RQ2v3UseyXkuuQ/s1600/58548_159352597414532_100000193796494_534521_6111497_n.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFYUcElSGRYBBuY7gycTZSFhRqe82uuyGO6umSS86_04-EvTomg3UrKrsGyl4TIjeR0OCELQvn1RDNhr463r6bkl04lIUC6M0-a8Q2m36IxKboTDalMNYebCr8BVBI-RQ2v3UseyXkuuQ/s320/58548_159352597414532_100000193796494_534521_6111497_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568181212487494562" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br />But this year is a complete different story. I'm out in KL studying, separated from home by the South Sea of China. Going back home is not an easy task, although flying back only cost me 2 hours and 15 minutes, but the point is I am separated from home and things are not the same anymore.<br /><br />I guess people are right, CNY is special to people like me, because this is the time when wanderers get to go back home and reunite with their family. I can justified this saying now. Loud and clear!!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMlr1WVWF8DH5byg4aST2uuUvKLF3sCs5-iQqOuhM-cz_4n00zhOsavs-EH5HaE1Aa5sHnGiOTI1dAWaQ6EwIc420DfyI6qu42QUxGAjP3QC4jFRbPPgTKwxKr5Svi7grL4ynUNqqGOLI/s1600/38287_143741265642332_100000193796494_424109_2167034_n.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMlr1WVWF8DH5byg4aST2uuUvKLF3sCs5-iQqOuhM-cz_4n00zhOsavs-EH5HaE1Aa5sHnGiOTI1dAWaQ6EwIc420DfyI6qu42QUxGAjP3QC4jFRbPPgTKwxKr5Svi7grL4ynUNqqGOLI/s320/38287_143741265642332_100000193796494_424109_2167034_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568181208191725218" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br />I love this feeling and will cherish the time to be with my family, knowing that I'll be back to KL soon and wont be back for a while. This will definitely be a special Chinese New Year for me and my family.<br /><br />Cheers!!!<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">*photographer credit to Ignitius, Sony Nex 5.</span>Vincent Choohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18145741212579318773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2595108051834371580.post-70548072651042835692011-01-20T16:56:00.001+08:002011-01-20T17:11:09.582+08:00Picture of The Day<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKpkRZHXSZVawIrlUfL22_F_lE7ymg8GoZk6QzAbD-okfDJoKwpPgR6imIhyphenhyphennmBrAeqpx61D9_D2yVX6he8eYowLoEixZSQMwJqleEfBvjwpixBy8ydoCWWd6aJEnyQVo-8HTf6ASMF3Y/s1600/DSC00989.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKpkRZHXSZVawIrlUfL22_F_lE7ymg8GoZk6QzAbD-okfDJoKwpPgR6imIhyphenhyphennmBrAeqpx61D9_D2yVX6he8eYowLoEixZSQMwJqleEfBvjwpixBy8ydoCWWd6aJEnyQVo-8HTf6ASMF3Y/s320/DSC00989.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564188035145791538" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[Everyone is cool~]</span><br /></div><br />Haha.... We took this picture in Universal Studio in Singapore last year. I promised you guys that I would make a post out of my trip. But I decided not to do it anymore. Cause I'm lazy. XD<br /><br />Instead of doing a post out of it. I'm thinking of just sharing my pictures with you guys randomly. Hope you guys like it.<br /><br />Cheers~Vincent Choohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18145741212579318773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2595108051834371580.post-945346829665900812011-01-18T18:58:00.002+08:002011-01-20T09:07:22.387+08:00Hello 2011<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAmnrafH-3pR7k7ucgdUoe_21wHOP33Xf3D7HjPRXujtasbasy7PGUxhr8Ay1Ss8K6oMLYC5A7ug5JnwbLUVrqZNmHdh-T8u-KjXzZAWokec9zHyhyphenhyphenm6xc3MOAPMsSWkJwa1Hwqot29gM/s1600/DSC00809.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAmnrafH-3pR7k7ucgdUoe_21wHOP33Xf3D7HjPRXujtasbasy7PGUxhr8Ay1Ss8K6oMLYC5A7ug5JnwbLUVrqZNmHdh-T8u-KjXzZAWokec9zHyhyphenhyphenm6xc3MOAPMsSWkJwa1Hwqot29gM/s320/DSC00809.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563475889009645842" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[Whats up?!]</span><br /></div><br />Some people might be saying: "Darn this Vincent!!! He is not updating again!!!" I apologize for making you guys miss me. (Because I know you guys miss me) XDD<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh12tli6FoGS0WDSw_bCRrEW1ub3_sVkC3WFJ2m4ovjmsMEP76ETPFpIEkFa9eeTS6Aey6nUTQvSMp7Ot18g2yT5LmU5tfSAAo8Z0RdLgxp-rs98bU31KrpuJ168KCKH6CnVRVGf2aRC78/s1600/2011-year-resolution-400x400.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh12tli6FoGS0WDSw_bCRrEW1ub3_sVkC3WFJ2m4ovjmsMEP76ETPFpIEkFa9eeTS6Aey6nUTQvSMp7Ot18g2yT5LmU5tfSAAo8Z0RdLgxp-rs98bU31KrpuJ168KCKH6CnVRVGf2aRC78/s320/2011-year-resolution-400x400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563472192142477986" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">2011</span></span> is not just a new year to me.<br /><br />It means that I'm a year older now. I'm now stepping into the world of 2. But its not official until my birthday. =p<br /><br />It means that I'm starting a whole new journey down the road of musician. New challenge welcomes me back in Uni.<br /><br />It means that I have new aims to pursue. Giving me a fresh start from everything.<br />(Losing weight is one of the aims to be archived!!)<br /><br />With my 2 month holidays, I am well rested and refreshed, and ready to embrace the challenge a head of me. Many things had already took place during this 1st 3 weeks of 2011. It was intense, challenging and exciting, I know that this will be a great year! I can feel it!!!<br /><br /><br />This is how I embrace my new year!!!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK-RrwmI3AB6SAmPlgPm2OiR5osIs5ODAao6ymLqxL1NzbMtTmDFk0147gluJFNw2jbIOutT8cNQzPV34Xop99Ks08ownj7Disedhbyq0Id7PyYaUdXvEf0Gxwnqewfdha0pku1isncGk/s1600/DSC04582.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK-RrwmI3AB6SAmPlgPm2OiR5osIs5ODAao6ymLqxL1NzbMtTmDFk0147gluJFNw2jbIOutT8cNQzPV34Xop99Ks08ownj7Disedhbyq0Id7PyYaUdXvEf0Gxwnqewfdha0pku1isncGk/s320/DSC04582.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563474702319086290" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[Yes I know I should be losing weight]</span><br /></div><br /><br />Can you imagine a world without friends?! I can't!!! Friendships are <span style="font-weight: bold;">IMPORTANT</span> to me!!!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZwaQ2f1qATOXk5ZZWFLbRqLgGgoaK_l8Q7saxlRXrEYNxJ2ggZVqf_bGC79_CKY8ajXYwnyPoFIf-it7HnmtvjKLyJJP-IYtg2N4cToLHYZafXp6PCptJVMFbdFkI6YdMAoFhTwXR-GM/s1600/DSC04588.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZwaQ2f1qATOXk5ZZWFLbRqLgGgoaK_l8Q7saxlRXrEYNxJ2ggZVqf_bGC79_CKY8ajXYwnyPoFIf-it7HnmtvjKLyJJP-IYtg2N4cToLHYZafXp6PCptJVMFbdFkI6YdMAoFhTwXR-GM/s320/DSC04588.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563474707103490290" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[Shopping and food kaki] </span><br /><br /><br /></div>This is a first for the year. First picture I had ever took with this old pal of mine.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgouy1TiLqcG2omH_C441E48chbTFC8_6hDS4tZbJaO8lZNZnGyBR_Ddv_u7FQDSDVkBQsWU8YjQRs2supRXho_BLM4VLQYbtOIrjeur_sFP_7rXt43wiEg4FFCUUbEQC7prL4NrYW9cYg/s1600/DSC04589.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgouy1TiLqcG2omH_C441E48chbTFC8_6hDS4tZbJaO8lZNZnGyBR_Ddv_u7FQDSDVkBQsWU8YjQRs2supRXho_BLM4VLQYbtOIrjeur_sFP_7rXt43wiEg4FFCUUbEQC7prL4NrYW9cYg/s320/DSC04589.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563474713854129042" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[Anson and me]</span><br /></div><br /><br />Okay, I promise to keep updating as often as possible. I know you guys would miss me. XDVincent Choohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18145741212579318773noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2595108051834371580.post-23101499703387257582010-11-08T18:17:00.001+08:002010-11-08T18:24:02.053+08:00How's Holiday<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGPSCpBY86UHNyiXXgjHueS-wg8ujFr7aFRU_-GeqxhpcOCY_MCXA4Bz4G6JLq_zSFOIl3IlJm2tzTCdp1kJNZZmUgQaPzhHih-DrtIqRUVniJvfesVQ4DKlY0lMCMQVebDCS_8u9Pb94/s1600/1FEgcOol.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGPSCpBY86UHNyiXXgjHueS-wg8ujFr7aFRU_-GeqxhpcOCY_MCXA4Bz4G6JLq_zSFOIl3IlJm2tzTCdp1kJNZZmUgQaPzhHih-DrtIqRUVniJvfesVQ4DKlY0lMCMQVebDCS_8u9Pb94/s320/1FEgcOol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537113401092799474" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br />You got that damn right kitty! I'm in boredom hell alright.<br /><br />It's been a week from my arrival back in Miri. Well, nothing change much here except for the new mall open near the airport, Medeka Mall they call it. That's weird, I haven't went to check it out yet, but I bet there is nothing much to see.<br /><br />Oh I miss KL shopping malls. I bet there is many of you who reads my blog now having that disgusting smirk on your face and throwing question about why did I left KL that hurry. If you are one of the above, <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">I OFFICIALLY HATE YOU!!!</span></span><br /><br />I guess I better start finding stuff to do before I'm bored to death. I'll try make out a to-do-list ASAP. And I know I owe you guys the Singapore trip post. Will work on it soon. =p<br /><br />Peace out.Vincent Choohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18145741212579318773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2595108051834371580.post-89689836931686744032010-11-02T01:52:00.001+08:002010-11-02T01:57:51.358+08:00Camping In LCCTHey guys, guess where am I?!<br /><br />If you are clever enough, you have already spot the location at the title. =p<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">LCCT</span></span>. That's right!<br /><br />And why am I here for?!<br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Camping!!<br /></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn-9HAZCYbuXbFFG5oj2BVEoAKTZbSbwP0TSTaqsVz93ucRa2_alfpFWt8rb-Mlqf27LlFNwRcxsyt468Ff5f7UJt3hqiupnSY-d_6PswyMsVNAM9ffQGBjCTT1hQm582DLrWYrPQoKvY/s1600/camping_4.gif"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn-9HAZCYbuXbFFG5oj2BVEoAKTZbSbwP0TSTaqsVz93ucRa2_alfpFWt8rb-Mlqf27LlFNwRcxsyt468Ff5f7UJt3hqiupnSY-d_6PswyMsVNAM9ffQGBjCTT1hQm582DLrWYrPQoKvY/s320/camping_4.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534632207021458466" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br />Wow.... sounds extraordinary right?!?!<br /><br />Care to join me?! It would be fun. I promise.<br /><br /><br />Okay, this the deal. I'm suppose to be flying back to my hometown, Miri, early morning at 7.05am. But I have no choice to take the midnight train to LCCT or eles I would not make it for the flight. And now I'm here. Camping at the cafeteria, Facebooking, blogging and I just finished my <span style="font-weight: bold;">HEALTHY EARLY 3 PIECES CHICKEN KFC BREAKFAST!!!<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcwTx1yZSAS8kKbxVPnRH4uFaZL9fZVS3ULPXAY8bSAC9g6iyLRwvwvKlZhs67FRlhaoAK3kCY81MmeBhzCfzIhYhUmZ992l0EKFGMLv_2m8vh8f-wAY93BCwhGPsVNvUP3xIy4Nm-_FM/s1600/kfc-logo.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcwTx1yZSAS8kKbxVPnRH4uFaZL9fZVS3ULPXAY8bSAC9g6iyLRwvwvKlZhs67FRlhaoAK3kCY81MmeBhzCfzIhYhUmZ992l0EKFGMLv_2m8vh8f-wAY93BCwhGPsVNvUP3xIy4Nm-_FM/s320/kfc-logo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534636115590028818" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">It's Finger Lickin' Good!</span></span> XD<br /><br />By the way, I decided not to sleep and stay awake until my flight. One good reason for it is that I'm alone and I don't want my belongings carry away by others without myself knowing it. I think coffee would serve me well here now.<br /><br />Another thing is, damn the stupid airport for only allowing 2 hours of wireless connection. I was planing to spend the night in front of the computer doing something. But now, for another hour I'm off the line. Damn it again!!!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2WA6QP43PLSXIKLEDD73TZVssb1vGB1R9eRHio38TmAb0HbeLzUXVhimjfzyu1itBBKtqyYZg6AXFUK_Tzzdq_ufcuH_vzXLOaqq7Xi4Iur5-hPHUZFVulo4Ysg6FPtfPgBcUd5T0eQM/s1600/DSC00961.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2WA6QP43PLSXIKLEDD73TZVssb1vGB1R9eRHio38TmAb0HbeLzUXVhimjfzyu1itBBKtqyYZg6AXFUK_Tzzdq_ufcuH_vzXLOaqq7Xi4Iur5-hPHUZFVulo4Ysg6FPtfPgBcUd5T0eQM/s320/DSC00961.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534639469724859154" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div>Anyway, I was thinking of working on my Singapore trip post for you guys. I had fun on this short holiday. Many exciting and funny stories to share with you guys. I just need time to type them out.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzPiDII0NNCz9tHJEC4j-mito-orPHFrgs_X6tFGwgGmZzASW09UbG64z3l43_RD7SWDbvSwEZcRBq_HsCsRskkPFZUrKchqfAFYzRLfmlOTTjvOtpJGZHO6BCHKdAxxDtF1MAhkp4ygw/s1600/SunRise.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzPiDII0NNCz9tHJEC4j-mito-orPHFrgs_X6tFGwgGmZzASW09UbG64z3l43_RD7SWDbvSwEZcRBq_HsCsRskkPFZUrKchqfAFYzRLfmlOTTjvOtpJGZHO6BCHKdAxxDtF1MAhkp4ygw/s320/SunRise.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534640464667554194" border="0" /></a></div><br /><br />Now I hope the daylight would come quickly.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">6</span></span> Hours <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">10</span></span> Minutes <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">05</span></span> Second Counting down.Vincent Choohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18145741212579318773noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2595108051834371580.post-75879907693786917902010-10-30T22:21:00.000+08:002010-10-30T22:21:41.219+08:00Picture of The Day<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9tM8ga_nx7Cez-ITVC-aikQaD9FZPB0JLIrnb48qyH11EADwzSqaAO_i0jPzUfh0tK3wnGs-flMrq_EnkjTdVHXzcfPo_mr52IqQhPUxGiqnBwM_fXbvqAOT7rO8agqrZ04jduiDhTic/s1600/71522_1706302056767_1214505252_31869580_7709752_n.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533843775956406002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9tM8ga_nx7Cez-ITVC-aikQaD9FZPB0JLIrnb48qyH11EADwzSqaAO_i0jPzUfh0tK3wnGs-flMrq_EnkjTdVHXzcfPo_mr52IqQhPUxGiqnBwM_fXbvqAOT7rO8agqrZ04jduiDhTic/s320/71522_1706302056767_1214505252_31869580_7709752_n.jpg" /></a> </div><br />Scary or not?! =pVincent Choohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18145741212579318773noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2595108051834371580.post-60772765083185720102010-10-28T00:57:00.001+08:002010-10-28T01:05:20.036+08:00Picture of The DayWe all know that the Merlion is the symbol of Singapore. A-must-go point to visit. So we went there and we had fun. XD <div></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhORGycjZxb-Mu-LSCboInRA_7QblXukE66dRdlNT_P3vjSc0ntgs1gCAYJkh1Qu_-ksfHTx4JrCnkt5rFq3xfAdn_w4wQJO_pcsNlPi9G6rNcLTrRVhSjHqy7UwYCtKTZCplk0p0Cftk4/s1600/DSC00876.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532770711021861890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhORGycjZxb-Mu-LSCboInRA_7QblXukE66dRdlNT_P3vjSc0ntgs1gCAYJkh1Qu_-ksfHTx4JrCnkt5rFq3xfAdn_w4wQJO_pcsNlPi9G6rNcLTrRVhSjHqy7UwYCtKTZCplk0p0Cftk4/s320/DSC00876.JPG" /></a></p>Vincent Choohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18145741212579318773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2595108051834371580.post-20141067100183550592010-10-25T15:12:00.003+08:002010-10-25T15:19:09.025+08:00Holiday TimeWith Jury <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">FINALLY</span></span> over. Its time for me to hit the road and have a nice holiday that I deserved. =p<br /><br />If you would ask me, "Hey, how did your jury go?"<br /><br />Well, I'll tell you other then the nerve wracking, hand shaking, heart racing part, it all was great. Smooth in a way, at least I feel more confident then my 1st jury during last semester. Lets just hope the result wouldn't come out too disappointing.<br /><br />Okay, done with jury, <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Hello HOLIDAY</span><span style="font-weight: bold;">!!!</span></span><br /><br />This time, my destination would be <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">SINGAPORE</span></span>.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYbQ47I2K554V0T5iyuFYceC0K64sja6ufmAW7bCQwkx8PEXSWafV6RKQdNWhPPWwKAuphpc47UhKuDpgmOR0Jft2UgWKpU4D4p-davTTpAgq248nsWHS3hprSrAiW5O7kGIKE_N0ZTgY/s1600/sentosa-merlion.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYbQ47I2K554V0T5iyuFYceC0K64sja6ufmAW7bCQwkx8PEXSWafV6RKQdNWhPPWwKAuphpc47UhKuDpgmOR0Jft2UgWKpU4D4p-davTTpAgq248nsWHS3hprSrAiW5O7kGIKE_N0ZTgY/s320/sentosa-merlion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531872823573805074" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><br />Oh, I so excited about this trip. There is so much thing going on on this island. So much place to visit. I'm a backpacker who loves to be at a place and suck up all the culture a place could have offer. This time its the culture from a city, and form what I'm seeing now, is that this place got a whole load of place waiting for me to explore.<br /><br />My companion for this round of trip would be 4 lovely course mate of mine. And lucky us, one of our course mate is from JB, and she offered us her humbly home for us to stay over. Cutting down our budgets on hotels. How sweet of her. So basically we'll be going back and forth from JB and SG everyday starting from 26th Oct(wed) till 30th Oct(sat).<br /><br /><br />So its a 4 day trip in Singapore, and so much thing to do. I wonder what can this city offer?<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWPmAqLZz1FBHTWtJ0_Bu8SZa6W2a-Xwrm5Tjq64d9NyN2_z4RPKrPdj3Lh28eOygCTqmml9D5R8s8zBglYQlo_5WDu-rZsfwLrkY6wgeo2wgbII7FFGh14H_eyat3k_z4DSns-AU384o/s1600/6a00d8341caf5253ef00e54f6caa2d8834-800wi.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 154px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWPmAqLZz1FBHTWtJ0_Bu8SZa6W2a-Xwrm5Tjq64d9NyN2_z4RPKrPdj3Lh28eOygCTqmml9D5R8s8zBglYQlo_5WDu-rZsfwLrkY6wgeo2wgbII7FFGh14H_eyat3k_z4DSns-AU384o/s320/6a00d8341caf5253ef00e54f6caa2d8834-800wi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531872819691752754" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br />Suggestion on places or event or anything are <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">WELCOME</span><span style="font-weight: bold;">!!!</span></span><br />Just drop your message at the comment box. XDVincent Choohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18145741212579318773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2595108051834371580.post-48292292889551086042010-10-24T19:24:00.000+08:002010-10-24T19:24:08.103+08:00I Can Do This<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFKz7S7Zw9ECfL9QMWfi2LXnWSg_MuSlrM1IIEsaiZl8HYR8k09tstrFnd9kvW1nT_cclZ2_eJf6MltaC2S2rkolrpZY5iyHRLyyFjTMejEXduj6ac4hYyStXEABsQQI9sdLR-FHyn4-k/s1600/grandpiano.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFKz7S7Zw9ECfL9QMWfi2LXnWSg_MuSlrM1IIEsaiZl8HYR8k09tstrFnd9kvW1nT_cclZ2_eJf6MltaC2S2rkolrpZY5iyHRLyyFjTMejEXduj6ac4hYyStXEABsQQI9sdLR-FHyn4-k/s320/grandpiano.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531571515982595058" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">I can do this tomorrow!!!!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >PRAY FOR ME!!!</span><br /></div></div>Vincent Choohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18145741212579318773noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2595108051834371580.post-85332546198611364602010-10-22T10:42:00.001+08:002010-10-22T12:08:15.022+08:00No Music NO Life<meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"><meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:punctuationkerning/> <w:drawinggridverticalspacing>7.8 pt</w:DrawingGridVerticalSpacing> <w:displayhorizontaldrawinggridevery>0</w:DisplayHorizontalDrawingGridEvery> <w:displayverticaldrawinggridevery>2</w:DisplayVerticalDrawingGridEvery> <w:validateagainstschemas/> <w:saveifxmlinvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:ignoremixedcontent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:compatibility> <w:spaceforul/> <w:balancesinglebytedoublebytewidth/> <w:donotleavebackslashalone/> <w:ultrailspace/> <w:donotexpandshiftreturn/> <w:adjustlineheightintable/> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> <w:dontgrowautofit/> <w:usefelayout/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"> </w:LatentStyles> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if !mso]><object classid="clsid:38481807-CA0E-42D2-BF39-B33AF135CC4D" id="ieooui"></object> <style> st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } </style> <![endif]--><style> <!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face {font-family:宋体; panose-1:2 1 6 0 3 1 1 1 1 1; mso-font-alt:SimSun; mso-font-charset:134; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:3 135135232 16 0 262145 0;} @font-face {font-family:"\@宋体"; panose-1:2 1 6 0 3 1 1 1 1 1; mso-font-charset:134; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:3 135135232 16 0 262145 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0cm; margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:justify; text-justify:inter-ideograph; mso-pagination:none; font-size:10.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:宋体; mso-font-kerning:1.0pt;} p.text, li.text, div.text {mso-style-name:text; mso-margin-top-alt:auto; margin-right:0cm; mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; margin-left:0cm; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:宋体; mso-bidi-font-family:宋体;} /* Page Definitions */ @page {mso-page-border-surround-header:no; mso-page-border-surround-footer:no;} @page Section1 {size:595.3pt 841.9pt; margin:70.1pt 90.0pt 77.9pt 90.0pt; mso-header-margin:36.0pt; mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; mso-paper-source:0; layout-grid:15.6pt;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --> </style><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0cm; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:#0400; mso-fareast-language:#0400; mso-bidi-language:#0400;} </style> <![endif]--><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">I prepared this article for my Reading and Writing exam and I thought I might as well share it with you guys. To spread the idea of reviving music education and not to waste my hard work at the same time. XD
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<br /></span> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:times new roman;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"> When most think about classes at school we automatically think of Math, Science, or English, unfortunately, music education is left off of that main list of classes far too often. <o:p></o:p></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Studies have shown that exposing small children to music will accelerate their cognitive ability far greater than the children who were not exposed to music.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US"> Music Education is no doubt a necessity to the students of today. </span></span> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 21pt;font-family:times new roman;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><span style="font-size:100%;"><b style=""><span lang="EN-US">
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<br /><o:p></o:p></span></b></span> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 21pt;font-family:times new roman;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><b style=""><span lang="EN-US"><o:p> </o:p></span></b></span></p><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US"> Music plays a major role in everyone's daily life.</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"> Music is listened to while driving a car, when eating in restaurants, relaxing at home, and even when on hold to a company's overloaded phone system. </span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Music is everywhere you turn, and it should be one of the main subjects to be studied in our public school systems. </span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Public schools in <st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on">Malaysia</st1:place></st1:country-region> need to understand that the funding and continued study of music is just as important as the funding for math or science to produce a well rounded graduate.</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"> After all public schools in <st1:country-region st="on">Malaysia</st1:country-region> have this awesome responsibility of producing <st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on">Malaysia</st1:place></st1:country-region>'s next generation of productive members of society.</span> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 21pt;font-family:times new roman;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"></span> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 21pt;font-family:times new roman;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 21pt;font-family:times new roman;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><b style="">
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<br /><o:p></o:p></b></span> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 21pt;font-family:times new roman;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:times new roman;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"> Providing music as part of education helps develop intelligence that leads to greater success in school and in life.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US"> Giving a child an instrument</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"> is the success in society. Researchers have found that children involved with music education are more likely to graduate from high school and attend college, and are less likely to be involved with gangs and substance abuse. </span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Secondary students who participated in band or orchestra reported the lowest lifetime and current use of all substances (alcohol, tobacco, illicit drugs).</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"> Recent studies show that students who study the arts are more successful on standardized tests. They also achieve higher grades in high school.</span> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 24pt;font-family:times new roman;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 24pt;font-family:times new roman;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 21pt;font-family:times new roman;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">
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<br /><o:p></o:p></span> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:times new roman;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:times new roman;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <o:p></o:p> Early musical training helps develop brain areas involved in language and reasoning. It is thought that brain development continues for many years after birth. Recent studies have clearly indicated that musical training physically develops the part of the left side of the brain known to be involved with processing language, and can actually wire the brain's circuits in specific ways. Linking familiar songs to new information can also help imprint information on young minds. There is also a causal link between music and spatial intelligence (the ability to perceive the world accurately and to form mental pictures of things).<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"> This kind of intelligence, by which one can visualize various elements that should go together, is critical to the sort of thinking necessary for everything from solving advanced mathematics problems to being able to pack a book-bag with everything that will be needed for the day.
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<br /><o:p></o:p></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 21pt;font-family:times new roman;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"> Students of the arts learn to think creatively and to solve problems by imagining various solutions, rejecting outdated rules and assumptions. Questions about the arts do not have only one right answer. </span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Students of music learn craftsmanship as they study how details are put together painstakingly and what constitutes good, as opposed to mediocre, work. These standards, when applied to a student's own work, demand a new level of excellence and require students to stretch their inner resources.</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"> In music, a mistake is a mistake; the instrument is in tune or not, the notes are well played or not, the entrance is made or not. It is only by much hard work that a successful performance is possible. Through music study, students learn the value of sustained effort to achieve excellence and the concrete rewards of hard work.<o:p></o:p></span> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 21pt;font-family:times new roman;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:times new roman;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:times new roman;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:times new roman;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span>
<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 21pt;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US"><o:p> </o:p></span></span></p><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 21pt;font-family:times new roman;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<br /><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:times new roman;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 21pt;font-family:times new roman;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"> Music study also develops skills that are necessary in the workplace. It focuses on "doing," as opposed to observing, and teaches students how to perform, literally, anywhere in the world. Employers are looking for multi-dimensional workers with the sort of flexible and supple intellects that music education helps to create as described above. In the music classroom, students can also learn to better communicate and cooperate with one another. </span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Music study enhances teamwork skills and discipline. In order for an orchestra to sound good, all players must work together harmoniously towards a single goal, the performance, and must commit to learning music, attending rehearsals, and practicing.</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">
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<br />Music provides children with a means of self-expression. Now that there is relative security in the basics of existence, the challenge is to make life meaningful and to reach for a higher stage of development. Everyone needs to be in touch at some time in his life with his core, with what he is and what he feels. Self-esteem is a by-product of this self-expression. </span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Music performance teaches young people to conquer fear and to take risks. A little anxiety is a good thing, and something that will occur often in life. Dealing with it early and often makes it less of a problem later. Risk-taking is essential if a child is to fully develop his or her potential<o:p></o:p></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">. Another benefit of music education is the "success in school." Having success in school directly leads to having success in society. If our children learn the disciplines of music, I believe it will transfer over to other areas of their life such as school.</span> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 21pt;font-family:times new roman;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 21pt;font-family:times new roman;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 21pt;font-family:times new roman;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">
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<br /><o:p></o:p></span> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 21pt;font-family:times new roman;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:times new roman;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"> In the public school system of standardized testing and never ending required classes, music seems to have slipped through the cracks. </span><span style="font-size:100%;">If a school system is trying to produce a well rounded individual, music education is a must in the curriculum. Music education is one of humanity's seven intelligences. If one area of intelligence is ignored, then a student has lost that sense of themselves. <o:p></o:p><span lang="EN-US">This loss is a major burden</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"> of the public school system that must be addressed.
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<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">So do you agree on me? </span>
<br />Vincent Choohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18145741212579318773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2595108051834371580.post-75561123147667429282010-10-21T10:26:00.003+08:002010-10-21T10:30:31.374+08:00Can't Stop YetFinal papers are <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">FINALLY</span></span> over.<br /><br />In fact it was over two days ago. I finished my last paper and went out of the examination hall feeling like a whole new man! XD<br /><br />I'll skip the details of the final exam. All in all the Theory exam didn't went so well but the Reading & Writing was still fine. Lets just hope that the results would come out not too disappointing.<br /><br />I wonder, would this happen during examination?<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIB4eSzB_Go1VbnNg-C9DAQzTouv1onvcUXYLNES6TkZMBx7HVhosUpu1asLrBAKN43h8PWaDSn2QkLhGRve2UFDwWDbbe4mRlLvev6jkvrwgFEqBe_8wgiUg_ildgJokSYf_5JpDiWCc/s1600/funlok.com(1).JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIB4eSzB_Go1VbnNg-C9DAQzTouv1onvcUXYLNES6TkZMBx7HVhosUpu1asLrBAKN43h8PWaDSn2QkLhGRve2UFDwWDbbe4mRlLvev6jkvrwgFEqBe_8wgiUg_ildgJokSYf_5JpDiWCc/s320/funlok.com(1).JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530314615722192290" border="0" /></a><br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[Probably. But not in my exam. XD]</span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIB4eSzB_Go1VbnNg-C9DAQzTouv1onvcUXYLNES6TkZMBx7HVhosUpu1asLrBAKN43h8PWaDSn2QkLhGRve2UFDwWDbbe4mRlLvev6jkvrwgFEqBe_8wgiUg_ildgJokSYf_5JpDiWCc/s1600/funlok.com(1).JPG"></a><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><br />With the final paper over I can now focus on my <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Jury</span></span>. I know I had been lazy all these while. With the exam out of the way, there is no more excuse for me to run away from the piano.<br /><br />If you happens to see me around, instead with the piano. You are welcome slap me in the face, punch me in the stomach, kick me in the ass and question me about how much time I had spend on practicing. lol<br /><br />I'm kidding with the torchering part. <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Don't</span></span> do it when you see me. Just ask me <span style="font-weight: bold;">KINDLY</span> would do the trick. =p<br /><br /><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1Fz-wfGmy7vj095UfoTwAzkdyG0lc3tDdUBiIYH-MCuor06caieVJmqKiOm1Q5JJSmAiXM7d1BIku9JDlAKzWCpYbc8QhZ9v6EaFQwHCFCA9lJnebZCQPlNhLN6EnR_Lyl3doQjGbsnE/s1600/piano-lesson-books-piano-care1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1Fz-wfGmy7vj095UfoTwAzkdyG0lc3tDdUBiIYH-MCuor06caieVJmqKiOm1Q5JJSmAiXM7d1BIku9JDlAKzWCpYbc8QhZ9v6EaFQwHCFCA9lJnebZCQPlNhLN6EnR_Lyl3doQjGbsnE/s320/piano-lesson-books-piano-care1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530314618622773026" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[Piano, here I come!!!]</span><br /></div>Vincent Choohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18145741212579318773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2595108051834371580.post-31726087613555010092010-10-15T16:31:00.001+08:002010-10-15T16:37:34.951+08:00How To Practice<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDEvBUK8IMQhWtLdqcCZNb88m8uZgan_1UovFuOhS39_iAvTANgUSmdKZ-sRDZ9aEnWiGWCZnQ6hRnkUc_PC5qwpXwC8WcSncGLdr_0fKgI27rd8rerUm_Zp4XFMACl0AMgar5y3YLfA0/s1600/efficient_30_mpp_miles_per_pasta_tshirt-p235162687951942239c29z_400.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDEvBUK8IMQhWtLdqcCZNb88m8uZgan_1UovFuOhS39_iAvTANgUSmdKZ-sRDZ9aEnWiGWCZnQ6hRnkUc_PC5qwpXwC8WcSncGLdr_0fKgI27rd8rerUm_Zp4XFMACl0AMgar5y3YLfA0/s320/efficient_30_mpp_miles_per_pasta_tshirt-p235162687951942239c29z_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528180446815181634" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">-Do you know the best practice time would be right after your lesson on the same day?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">-Do you know that by using the passage that you are less familiar with as a warm up would be helpful for your practicing?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">-Do you know that we always tend to start form the beginning of the piece? Try using passage which needed more attention.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">-Do you know that a mistake played is a mistake practiced?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">-Do you know that we usually don't know where to stop while practicing by sections? </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">-Do you know how often we practice blindly without a reason to do so?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">-Do you know we can also archive a lot away from the instrument?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">-Do you know that shorter practices through out the day/week are far better than the occasional marathon practice just before a lesson?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">-Do you know practicing well is hard work?</span><br /><br /><br />These are a few guide line I would be following for the rest of my practice time. Hopefully I'll gain something before my jury on 25th Oct.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">IT IS NEVER TOO LATE TO START CORRECTLY</span></span><br /></div>Vincent Choohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18145741212579318773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2595108051834371580.post-87865190773386921722010-10-12T09:57:00.001+08:002010-10-12T09:59:49.343+08:00Going CrazyI can't believe Final would start next Monday.<br /><br />And I'm still doing <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">nothing</span></span> much.<br /><br />Theory class was rushed through and I need to study it up myself, not relying on any help the teacher would offer. There is so much more stuff to read up and not saying there is a pile of questions waiting for me to answer as exercises.<br /><br />And there is Jury to care about. This week would be the last two lesson I have for this semester and my repertoire is still a mess.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">HOW ON EARTH AM I GONA<br />SURVIVE JURY?!?!?!</span><br /></span></div><br /><br />The only solution I could think of is to work <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">very Very VERY</span></span> hard for this 2 weeks. Meaning I'm gona live with only books and piano for the rest of my days. =x<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEintCaWpKkr-asddD_SobERnqqpEXGYZt5ZsOW8xqaFIl1a-KXRmKKHVdz1Tol2LOsFje1duW_HQmFv6tqgnE124Cv9XVZGSvl7a3aOkmm2P92l3T0NRxI1iGkdGfyZMfVQv03H8eXfcgU/s1600/crazy-business+400.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEintCaWpKkr-asddD_SobERnqqpEXGYZt5ZsOW8xqaFIl1a-KXRmKKHVdz1Tol2LOsFje1duW_HQmFv6tqgnE124Cv9XVZGSvl7a3aOkmm2P92l3T0NRxI1iGkdGfyZMfVQv03H8eXfcgU/s320/crazy-business+400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526972627760121954" border="0" /></a></div>Vincent Choohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18145741212579318773noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2595108051834371580.post-25474262300630713972010-10-10T14:53:00.005+08:002010-10-10T15:08:21.652+08:00Picture of The Day<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigR2FoDO4BoacG10N_V-9MdnC-A78_gPpTpfZP4hmtHH9L7qsLGtnJEb2CMvUiDJ3CKiamTRgqt5zOLZ0sOwHhjSG5cu4FTVRscX-XDiE4IfuRMMUntuK_nMQJ4FhmjzbBL7zPyNUx3Yk/s1600/60016_154983077859376_100000430533053_377684_3730327_n.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigR2FoDO4BoacG10N_V-9MdnC-A78_gPpTpfZP4hmtHH9L7qsLGtnJEb2CMvUiDJ3CKiamTRgqt5zOLZ0sOwHhjSG5cu4FTVRscX-XDiE4IfuRMMUntuK_nMQJ4FhmjzbBL7zPyNUx3Yk/s320/60016_154983077859376_100000430533053_377684_3730327_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526306475666910098" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[My two lovely sister]</span><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">A picture that made my day by looking at their beautiful smile.<br />Love them and always will. ^^<br /></div></div>Vincent Choohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18145741212579318773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2595108051834371580.post-45206603068424894162010-10-09T11:31:00.013+08:002010-10-09T12:18:22.329+08:00Simon Says<div style="text-align: left;">Simon says,<br /></div><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"><br />Gospel music is not all about the technique work, Gospel is how the music is feel.</span><br /><br />It looks like a simple statement to make, but seriously, <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">It is not!!!</span></span><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUK9wkQb5UO06qQ9aWbh6tZSWGtcCq-3FQJ4cvQDcgvlXQ9B_vIKXoBcUv0hLdNF6uPi99Jbeb8tY-x8nm3jyDujLY2z67bSTbDvehRGx7lZ2ur8QNAgrkmYg26HACL_t2a-iAQa9iF9U/s1600/GospelChoir.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUK9wkQb5UO06qQ9aWbh6tZSWGtcCq-3FQJ4cvQDcgvlXQ9B_vIKXoBcUv0hLdNF6uPi99Jbeb8tY-x8nm3jyDujLY2z67bSTbDvehRGx7lZ2ur8QNAgrkmYg26HACL_t2a-iAQa9iF9U/s320/GospelChoir.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525872727170958578" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div>The blacks Sunday worship is very different from the traditional churches. Their music are full with passion and power, emotions flow out abundantly. That is how the blacks show their passion to God, worship Him with their whole heart and soul. Singing every note to the Glorious, Almighty God. Praise and worship with their voices and music.<br /><br />Their faith for God is something that we could not defy. So as their music.<br /><br />Simon asked me to take a look at how the black plays the piano. Learn from them, how they<span style="font-weight: bold;"> feel</span> the music.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">FEEL</span></span> is a big thing for Gospel music, so as in most of the other contemporary music. I'm preparing a Gospel for my jury and I still don't have the Gospel feel in me. Aisk...<br /><br />I'm working on my song from head to toe, back till front again and again, trying every single method to get <span style="font-weight: bold;">THE</span> feel right. It just seems like I can't get anything done.<br /><br />Simon thought me some special Gospel chords that helped me out somehow, but it had just simply increase the difficulty of the song to another peak. I have to get myself to think out of the box. Think how to apply the chords, when and where.<br /><br />Its funny when I recall on how Simon commented on my Gospel playing.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">"It sounded like there is a Hanon going on in between your lines. Its more like a classical pop."</span><br /><br />Simon also told me this:<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">"Sometime we tend to overdo things, when there is an empty space, try not to put too much stuffs in, just let it be and the music will speaks for itself. Simple melodies could also win the hearts of men."</span><br /><br />I couldn't agree more with him. So I did what he asked me to do. Listen to how the black plays. Here are some video on the black playing the song I'm preparing for my jury. <span style="font-weight: bold;">Amazing grace</span>. They have the feel that I need to pick up, especially the 2nd video.<br /><br /><object style="background-image: url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/qc7fgP03neg/hqdefault.jpg);" width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qc7fgP03neg?fs=1&hl=en_US"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qc7fgP03neg?fs=1&hl=en_US" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><object style="background-image: url(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/hqJChW8pJ0Q/hqdefault.jpg);" width="480" height="295"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hqJChW8pJ0Q?fs=1&hl=en_US"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hqJChW8pJ0Q?fs=1&hl=en_US" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="295"></embed></object><br /><br /><br />Jury is in 2 weeks time. <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">I need the FEEL!!!!</span></span>Vincent Choohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18145741212579318773noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2595108051834371580.post-62400970089165974292010-10-06T19:12:00.004+08:002010-10-06T19:18:39.358+08:00DeadlineRecently there had been a lot of <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Deadline</span></span> in my life.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV_KxvLhLrh_BMNyiCM-goJ_1lfYBWYwCIsMRuyLX1HdfW9bJYRPIydH9wRC5YCPtXi-FTzWv9OsF53t5Rj5uQeFPduP_3PX7MyjIq1xCQAg2lmphw1wsx2srwq1IG3ZgN47yEvrrlTk8/s1600/broken-rope.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV_KxvLhLrh_BMNyiCM-goJ_1lfYBWYwCIsMRuyLX1HdfW9bJYRPIydH9wRC5YCPtXi-FTzWv9OsF53t5Rj5uQeFPduP_3PX7MyjIq1xCQAg2lmphw1wsx2srwq1IG3ZgN47yEvrrlTk8/s320/broken-rope.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524888574585354098" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br />First there was this deadline for the University Reading and Writing's midterm exam paper, which I had my head scratch wound over the argumentative essay.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Deadline: </span>5th Oct 2010</span><br /><br /><br />Second there was this MIDI research paper to do. I had my head bang so hard on the computer till I almost damage the laptop(maybe its time for a new one. =p) How on earth do you set up a home studio? Specific details are required.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Deadline: </span>6th Oct 2010</span><br /><br /><br />Third, yet to come but coming fast. <span style="font-weight: bold;">FINALS</span> for this semester is just around the corner. Looking for a chance to finish me up completely.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Deadline:</span><br />18th Oct 2010 - Theory 1</span> <span style="font-weight: bold;"> <br /> 19th Oct 2010 - University Reading & Writing</span><br /><br /><br />Forth, the danger is not over yet. Although finals are over, MIDI final is still yet to be done. A MIDI track with at least 8 layers, drums or percussion is a must. How am I gona do it when I can't even have my main tune decide yet?!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Deadline:</span> 21th Oct 2010</span><br /><br /><br />Fifth, the <span style="font-weight: bold;">ULTIMATE</span> final of all time. <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">JURY</span></span>. Yes, as scary as it could sound, it is the worst nightmare of all music student. The jury that can make people go mad all over and over again and never fail to do so. My truly <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">DEADLINE</span></span> for this semester.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Deadline: </span><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">25th Oct 2010</span></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">WISH ME LUCK PEOPLE.</span><br /></div>Vincent Choohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18145741212579318773noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2595108051834371580.post-34988739569447731362010-10-05T18:19:00.005+08:002010-10-08T00:15:16.913+08:00The Phone Call<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOOWIdcEDoc6egzWdkD4nf_cNKVaGVHJBBS8SU14xnaI-ibI1vSoV8JNwXA6CC5BFv8q7ZfdwDZoJiLcrcBgcJB1FsablhX7QXnPIwR5-7YBWhA0MQD4BQd931OMpgwUcBXNPbhVFVU9U/s1600/3748403085_84bbccb4ca.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOOWIdcEDoc6egzWdkD4nf_cNKVaGVHJBBS8SU14xnaI-ibI1vSoV8JNwXA6CC5BFv8q7ZfdwDZoJiLcrcBgcJB1FsablhX7QXnPIwR5-7YBWhA0MQD4BQd931OMpgwUcBXNPbhVFVU9U/s320/3748403085_84bbccb4ca.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524492254123359474" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Precisely on 2010, October, 5th, 4 o'clock in the afternoon, 32 minutes and 15 seconds.<br /><br />An <span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >UNKNOWN</span> number flashed on my hand phone.<br /><br />Not knowing the seriousness and <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">CONSEQUENCES</span></span> of it,<br /><br />I'd <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">ANSWER</span></span> the call.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibUd1PEUzZp9yNnjD5QEuwxxgqYeF9EL2VJvU9gn6HRknbf5iRO5jmZM558h5G55s95Ws5hRPDumqj33LLELEKBVeTn3t97HHJCT5qLzWO7Kxtv4zulHt3sCL0tbazgT11fBoGsLm7Cuc/s1600/man-screaming-on-phone.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibUd1PEUzZp9yNnjD5QEuwxxgqYeF9EL2VJvU9gn6HRknbf5iRO5jmZM558h5G55s95Ws5hRPDumqj33LLELEKBVeTn3t97HHJCT5qLzWO7Kxtv4zulHt3sCL0tbazgT11fBoGsLm7Cuc/s320/man-screaming-on-phone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524492251340731426" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><br />Okay, lets cut off the drama. I receive a call from the Marketing department of UCSI, asking me if i could help them out at a photo shooting programe this Friday. It is for the Music Department she added.<br /><br />Actually I'd just woke up from my afternoon nap and was kinda blur. My head was still spinning around. I reconfirmed the what-so-ever programe that it was with her and was surprised to find out that they actually wanted me to go for the photo shooting.<br /><br />Okay, my head is spinning again.<br /><br />I got a hold of myself a second later and reconfirm the details with her again. I was asked to be at Block A on Friday afternoon, smart casual and with another formal wear ready. She asked for my major instrument and I told her it was the piano, and she asked for my minor instrument. I kinda pause for a while and told her I don't have a minor instrument, if you would count composition as an instrument. LOL<br /><br />There is one thing she clarified, that is there won't be any payment given for the photo shooting. Sad case huh?! But to show their appreciation, she promised to give some merchandises. Well, I guess that is better then nothing right?! Hahaha....<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQTeeqdXJRQ2aM7vfQxb0PbOiD85IsMeH9KLFq416luZQC9b8Rq38JSfK9VV2JzFO_ebfFxRcfhO6n-7h5yqukLdmBjhk_too2eJ_EV1CY4cqa14QdG3I1t3vCJH3BdqbajIswCjRahQI/s1600/u-has-a-smell.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQTeeqdXJRQ2aM7vfQxb0PbOiD85IsMeH9KLFq416luZQC9b8Rq38JSfK9VV2JzFO_ebfFxRcfhO6n-7h5yqukLdmBjhk_too2eJ_EV1CY4cqa14QdG3I1t3vCJH3BdqbajIswCjRahQI/s320/u-has-a-smell.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524502493776405474" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[I smelt a rat]</span><br /></div><br />Today, I'd already smelled something suspicious going on after University reading and writing class. <span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >Miss Gan Hui Wan</span> actually asked me did I receive any phone call yesterday. I asked her why and she wouldn't answer. Now I know. Someone had been sneaking around my back.<br /><br />By the way, There is one last question I'd like to ask.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkNDc9yvPNLsapgUSNsrev5tgmaeM2DqeWu2qP8aan1I9kJsFWEsdGG6IJzX1vA8SzKqA4NPSO42q8skH75UV_eWeCRHO5JJ5FSzMAAbFYq0t0iCm5Mh1jS8Dnt5GJyzD49-i05Q0-E_o/s1600/hf2+tuxedo.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkNDc9yvPNLsapgUSNsrev5tgmaeM2DqeWu2qP8aan1I9kJsFWEsdGG6IJzX1vA8SzKqA4NPSO42q8skH75UV_eWeCRHO5JJ5FSzMAAbFYq0t0iCm5Mh1jS8Dnt5GJyzD49-i05Q0-E_o/s320/hf2+tuxedo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524502489572198642" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[Should I rent a tux?]</span><br /></div>Vincent Choohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18145741212579318773noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2595108051834371580.post-90425490288792701912010-09-28T15:10:00.000+08:002010-09-28T15:10:43.625+08:00Tick Tock<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR-xB_08PtSxfasn9lXi_qvp9GyGrRwqZb2BOZAt6ymnlZMOxeDjca8UO6nIDzd0TeuS3kJkdZgHaFYDEBDLISoPLgm7o_uGoGbeHk393cNyNwIaodqkUAl2ET5l2i-9sM1e4Y4wGP8ik/s1600/clock_ticking.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR-xB_08PtSxfasn9lXi_qvp9GyGrRwqZb2BOZAt6ymnlZMOxeDjca8UO6nIDzd0TeuS3kJkdZgHaFYDEBDLISoPLgm7o_uGoGbeHk393cNyNwIaodqkUAl2ET5l2i-9sM1e4Y4wGP8ik/s320/clock_ticking.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521855317058897858" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div>Time have come to an end of this month. I can't help to look back and ask myself.<br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">What have you done back in this month?</span></span><br /></div><br />Have you utilize every second of your precious time? Did you archive any goal that you set for yourself for the month? Have you practice enough for your major? How much effort have you put into it? Did you do your best?<br /><br />All these questions kept on popping up from my head. I guess its a good thing when I do that. At least my self conscious is still working. Giving me warning every time I fail to do something right.<br /><br />Jury is coming again soon, and I mean <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">REAL</span></span> soon!!! To give a figure on how soon it is, take it as about 3 weeks?<br /><br />So in 3 weeks time I have to get ready the following stuffs:<br /><br />1. 3 repertoire of different style. (bossanova, blues and gospel pop)<br />2. Scales and arpeggios of all keys. (including major 7, minor 7, dominant 7 and etc)<br />3. Sight reading skills in contemporary style<br /><br />I will go crazy real soon if I don't make full use of my time to archive all these aspect. The time is ticking, and I got to be ready!Vincent Choohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18145741212579318773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2595108051834371580.post-88621868871788385442010-09-24T23:31:00.012+08:002010-09-25T10:24:27.783+08:00Lunar Festival<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;">How did you celebrate Lunar festival(also known as the moon cake festival)?<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div></div>Chinese usually spent their time with their family on this special day. It is the day when the moon hangs up high in sky at its fullest moment. The Chinese have a saying, when the moon is at its fullest, people will reunite(usually refers to family members).<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidZ1Q93tJE8pG-6FZjDQ0Blt_AtRsldrl6Frvhnjr3Ju1p0Djxl7t6tPWm1_NleBbDeCwHGMhsP1r49MN0wpj0_TS2ToPVylpq-Cqi50z-_uYgN7DbsOLiNx3NROZo7O7_q74q7yFQU_Y/s1600/full+moon+in+chiapas.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidZ1Q93tJE8pG-6FZjDQ0Blt_AtRsldrl6Frvhnjr3Ju1p0Djxl7t6tPWm1_NleBbDeCwHGMhsP1r49MN0wpj0_TS2ToPVylpq-Cqi50z-_uYgN7DbsOLiNx3NROZo7O7_q74q7yFQU_Y/s320/full+moon+in+chiapas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520485335781646354" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div>Well since I'm far away from my own family and there is no way I can get back to them at all, people like me came out with a Brilliant plan. *light bulb shines brightly*<br /><br />Since there are so many of us who are in the same situation. We can't go back to our own family, we then shall come together and have a gathering of our own. Sounds like a plan. With the location decided and things prepared, its gona be a fun night.<br /><br />Two days ago, we all went to <span style="font-weight: bold;">Chin Ni's</span> house and since it's pasar malam(night market) night over here, foods are found everywhere, there was no worry about food. Some bought food to share and of cause there is the specialties of the day, Moon cake, specially brought by <span style="font-weight: bold;">Ching Ting</span>. Thank you Ching Ting, they are delicious, only that its a little too sweet. lol..<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid7EV9J_V4oE2RhRgWFCI66Q1T3a_YIdqVDht8nDNCNFI_3SA5rT0MDmnvW35Y7SSt1SOUxrpZur4jKCsTavxy0Dcs6xCRQJVbPDavUhRnhBmOFkj-DkMKO-EGLoOtFMioYAxKtm4ZFdA/s1600/61375_434219952981_556332981_5256671_6619118_n.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid7EV9J_V4oE2RhRgWFCI66Q1T3a_YIdqVDht8nDNCNFI_3SA5rT0MDmnvW35Y7SSt1SOUxrpZur4jKCsTavxy0Dcs6xCRQJVbPDavUhRnhBmOFkj-DkMKO-EGLoOtFMioYAxKtm4ZFdA/s320/61375_434219952981_556332981_5256671_6619118_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520480000829753106" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[The sweet moon cakes]</span><br /></div><br />This following picture is too cute. <span style="font-weight: bold;">I JUST HAVE TO SHARE IT WITH YOU GUYS!!!</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgubAlEdg1kBN9x5EXcHWCOpu34tLidPhi0dYvysxwEccqON6eZKXW-UpzjHguHUeTmQs-28rwycJQKXkt1vc4JFTeRHDTToEy76BMTDxj0i77CVWDO9i5fX4ZaZJSsbRPRkUSJ46jzM8A/s1600/62583_434035437981_556332981_5252954_5864977_n.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgubAlEdg1kBN9x5EXcHWCOpu34tLidPhi0dYvysxwEccqON6eZKXW-UpzjHguHUeTmQs-28rwycJQKXkt1vc4JFTeRHDTToEy76BMTDxj0i77CVWDO9i5fX4ZaZJSsbRPRkUSJ46jzM8A/s320/62583_434035437981_556332981_5252954_5864977_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520480495831176786" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[Cute Ching Ting]<span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><br /></span></div><br />Maybe the moon cake its a little bit too sweet. How bout spicing it up a little?!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKjwDYFsid1DL0sNYxBLMCtr9Urw8vyQLerJC6kxnsR0-r-tz8LQrguQE5WsqLf7x9h9gN6aSFEJff6yJ572uj21r1R8VyJW8pEeJElVwn5GOt5z1Bu3aMTTgRTwDCeOmRe-O7EIkOxpE/s1600/62127_434026567981_556332981_5252676_1226483_n.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKjwDYFsid1DL0sNYxBLMCtr9Urw8vyQLerJC6kxnsR0-r-tz8LQrguQE5WsqLf7x9h9gN6aSFEJff6yJ572uj21r1R8VyJW8pEeJElVwn5GOt5z1Bu3aMTTgRTwDCeOmRe-O7EIkOxpE/s320/62127_434026567981_556332981_5252676_1226483_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520474346365683474" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[Chili anyone?!]</span><br /></div><br /><br />Moon cake is something that can't be miss from the celebration, another thing that is a <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">MUST</span></span> on this festival is to go out on the street with a whole school of children(yes, we are <span style="font-weight: bold;">NEVER</span> too old for this), with a lantern in hand and go around the neighbor and have fun.<br /><br />And so did we.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibk0Ug-E94rZpnGX5PeaVrAgWYgTrxDep-uh7u_4kuQCzu90XIs2Xd3pnBUbjg2MZoeCNRQHoOr8ztYhlOFPXKLKUsA9e2wSiAidEKoZSyKOYJrM15obJEhGl4E3mnWgeH_He9gJr4SPU/s1600/60378_434050052981_556332981_5253307_7217377_n.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibk0Ug-E94rZpnGX5PeaVrAgWYgTrxDep-uh7u_4kuQCzu90XIs2Xd3pnBUbjg2MZoeCNRQHoOr8ztYhlOFPXKLKUsA9e2wSiAidEKoZSyKOYJrM15obJEhGl4E3mnWgeH_He9gJr4SPU/s320/60378_434050052981_556332981_5253307_7217377_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520483709754674562" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[everyone preparing their own lantern] </span><br /></div><br />Actually, I have no idea who bought the lantern. Can someone tell me?<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFtWCOs33tkSRf9qNYALV8U958vvcijnzWOkTEbMHBsLcgNBL5Tx1Chr1EYIevrl8mgcH3RkntMLhP87D3TQ3l-0ZruetRzd7W9nlxzqUUOZkq06YfyxfzEGA5Gc2K8l-PDI1EAMa8Clk/s1600/61169_434052572981_556332981_5253337_289316_n.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFtWCOs33tkSRf9qNYALV8U958vvcijnzWOkTEbMHBsLcgNBL5Tx1Chr1EYIevrl8mgcH3RkntMLhP87D3TQ3l-0ZruetRzd7W9nlxzqUUOZkq06YfyxfzEGA5Gc2K8l-PDI1EAMa8Clk/s320/61169_434052572981_556332981_5253337_289316_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520474348469819730" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[beautiful lanterns]</span><br /></div><br />And off we go. All the way down the street. Making noises as we passed by houses. Everyone was having the time of their life. We even ask the children off the the street to join us. Of cause they do not dare to walk with us.<br /><br />Who would ever wants to join a bunch of psycho?! lol<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM_qPr7CT2tC7TC4Pc2PyfMg4rIyLspTq4Fqi7G4PtTxCZQr1G2yclLmdptTR_e0RpcEmXzpqCn2EtScA2yYfJQcFUSSkrWP18pGttyXpxpPXdUAsXiNMd9-puA9IC3tYGsjLFwhKJowc/s1600/60194_434208157981_556332981_5256332_1105531_n.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM_qPr7CT2tC7TC4Pc2PyfMg4rIyLspTq4Fqi7G4PtTxCZQr1G2yclLmdptTR_e0RpcEmXzpqCn2EtScA2yYfJQcFUSSkrWP18pGttyXpxpPXdUAsXiNMd9-puA9IC3tYGsjLFwhKJowc/s320/60194_434208157981_556332981_5256332_1105531_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520474357534312082" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[The psychos]</span><br /></div><br />The parade did not lasted long, it was about a candle moment(some of us reach back just in time before the candle went out). So that's why I called it a candle moment.<br /><br />We went back inside the house. We spent most of our remaining time chatting, talking and gossiping. lol..<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4oOpY7c3iYWQogV40F_mY7WkuP-LFcOpr9-43M8Pmw98bhTumloj4-1TgfcZBBt20XN-LuhNW7hC_-CkCpeT8ebsyBiuqTR3zeADVKqhikcsv3q1hWURI8MaNTQsHCiTotTsUs0leGCY/s1600/62853_434213742981_556332981_5256417_5544536_n.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4oOpY7c3iYWQogV40F_mY7WkuP-LFcOpr9-43M8Pmw98bhTumloj4-1TgfcZBBt20XN-LuhNW7hC_-CkCpeT8ebsyBiuqTR3zeADVKqhikcsv3q1hWURI8MaNTQsHCiTotTsUs0leGCY/s320/62853_434213742981_556332981_5256417_5544536_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520480502214273714" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[A moment where everyone minds their own stuffs]</span><br /></div><br />There is something special about music students. That is, music follows them everywhere. We jammed on the piano, we sang in parts(choir members), we did all sorts of funny thing too. Like cam whoring. I know some one had been taking pictures all night long.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg187bIL8QlOHGGNYcwPsz2_uDniFtni4x_vaGKpaH24kog4qVa8whOi3eERj2_uY95STzbbko0_o_MTJB8o9f4rYEmBZvW-G0Aspsx5P1-dyfTLK-_13WD7KVIOphVNcoyas0L7CCe7hw/s1600/60211_434213917981_556332981_5256422_6407391_n.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg187bIL8QlOHGGNYcwPsz2_uDniFtni4x_vaGKpaH24kog4qVa8whOi3eERj2_uY95STzbbko0_o_MTJB8o9f4rYEmBZvW-G0Aspsx5P1-dyfTLK-_13WD7KVIOphVNcoyas0L7CCe7hw/s320/60211_434213917981_556332981_5256422_6407391_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520490820994360930" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[Wen Jiun]</span><br /></div><br />She is the one who took most of the pictures all night. Well she aint gona stay long in Malaysia anymore, since she is going to UK to continue her piano degree <span style="font-weight: bold;">VERY</span> soon. Lucky her!!!<br />All the best for her further studies. XD<br /><br />The night gathering was partial for her farewell too. She took pictures with almost everyone, she hugs, she kiss, she touches(just exaggerating). hahahaha......<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip8VlySch0exoGHAJ-HKOZJ_yLOfGpyZg9VnB75MEMd_DH6xHRt9zjRtzeiK8cvms2MyfM18Kbh6il_l85Mph3tKSDC5KYHwBRp5h_0Y9IZAVcK3PteUSBTBmKsGeSxGn0u48t0FY9h6k/s1600/61271_434036117981_556332981_5252991_98972_n.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip8VlySch0exoGHAJ-HKOZJ_yLOfGpyZg9VnB75MEMd_DH6xHRt9zjRtzeiK8cvms2MyfM18Kbh6il_l85Mph3tKSDC5KYHwBRp5h_0Y9IZAVcK3PteUSBTBmKsGeSxGn0u48t0FY9h6k/s320/61271_434036117981_556332981_5252991_98972_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520480007378760354" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[Me, Wen Jiun and Alex]</span><br /></div><br />Wen Jiun just <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">LOVE</span></span> Alex.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7nwxn5acIJg6hI0zvx-bGjUESlZpkDvXzU1sP18WdK5N5COMQgIS7YrZSZvRhw6EhFFQTtVnKoTiF9L_z66EeAP6e1OrRK9Kb7GKkYzivv1K9snpSM-T956z1T6dy6dXoo_OlSDEW81U/s1600/62202_434042547981_556332981_5253157_5257437_n.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7nwxn5acIJg6hI0zvx-bGjUESlZpkDvXzU1sP18WdK5N5COMQgIS7YrZSZvRhw6EhFFQTtVnKoTiF9L_z66EeAP6e1OrRK9Kb7GKkYzivv1K9snpSM-T956z1T6dy6dXoo_OlSDEW81U/s320/62202_434042547981_556332981_5253157_5257437_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520480011465975938" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[Evidence!!!]</span><br /></div><br />The younger one always would have to show their respect to the <span style="font-weight: bold;">ELDERS</span>.<br />By doing so...<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2nunby9TS6semDpqxuCnLw5UmGMZk9qZPzSZazF5VIMo0Fo4FNK2yMF5UHJoC0YbvrZUDc-nHr8-HnI9WvuQW08x-N5VEmnwHAjT4oL0r1PNKZzk5dpc2iQQQ7jNIJAX9T1NGPSfDQU0/s1600/60038_434049717981_556332981_5253294_4982224_n.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2nunby9TS6semDpqxuCnLw5UmGMZk9qZPzSZazF5VIMo0Fo4FNK2yMF5UHJoC0YbvrZUDc-nHr8-HnI9WvuQW08x-N5VEmnwHAjT4oL0r1PNKZzk5dpc2iQQQ7jNIJAX9T1NGPSfDQU0/s320/60038_434049717981_556332981_5253294_4982224_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520490830760983298" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[Serving tea would be just perfect!]</span><br /></div><br />Some people just dint like the attention.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2DMm7j1F5sRpGJpcLLW88NqBrYTUni7lrZ30cExE64YHcQTOu3uDn3LH-gy3ii0mz32lWD8FIkt2w1_kNJR7Jqb20jqWEtRDNmmyswXIBSjazOK0J6VSQYkauVMTqvFH_tz-5Wobx_Bo/s1600/62409_434049847981_556332981_5253300_8381218_n.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2DMm7j1F5sRpGJpcLLW88NqBrYTUni7lrZ30cExE64YHcQTOu3uDn3LH-gy3ii0mz32lWD8FIkt2w1_kNJR7Jqb20jqWEtRDNmmyswXIBSjazOK0J6VSQYkauVMTqvFH_tz-5Wobx_Bo/s320/62409_434049847981_556332981_5253300_8381218_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520480013736564258" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[No place to hide Sze Ern]</span><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div></div>Of cause attention seekers are unavoidable.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgbiBlJrFhz6duzvdp-fSfVIUGT4HMsm5Dq_kfU1ku81cpD-9kb55ppbAx1DQF64Tm89dKSI3mSnRVkkUxwGA3XQX7-fDtpY5PTT4AX68IjkuyqfmN2PddLGTISDAN005_pekWoFdsQ4o/s1600/61748_434036232981_556332981_5252995_7851195_n.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgbiBlJrFhz6duzvdp-fSfVIUGT4HMsm5Dq_kfU1ku81cpD-9kb55ppbAx1DQF64Tm89dKSI3mSnRVkkUxwGA3XQX7-fDtpY5PTT4AX68IjkuyqfmN2PddLGTISDAN005_pekWoFdsQ4o/s320/61748_434036232981_556332981_5252995_7851195_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520490832540403282" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[Kun Ming surrounded with Vs]</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw-54l-Qbq3ADokl8wYOXjuTpnHoAwRBPB9p08jQZboWHyf7C8os4M11KW0cdiqldRmO8MRK6DZwMcZHaQ9_HbTjPVOISw7sx6bdUjWoxpMJuxJ1GRM4ci1k9Z7e5Miq37oi2odOLuEFU/s1600/60948_434049622981_556332981_5253292_6777132_n.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw-54l-Qbq3ADokl8wYOXjuTpnHoAwRBPB9p08jQZboWHyf7C8os4M11KW0cdiqldRmO8MRK6DZwMcZHaQ9_HbTjPVOISw7sx6bdUjWoxpMJuxJ1GRM4ci1k9Z7e5Miq37oi2odOLuEFU/s320/60948_434049622981_556332981_5253292_6777132_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520490826170021122" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[What is wrong with your head Kun Ming?]</span><br /></div><br />This is what happens when too much attention were given.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9KKW3jdR6iTX09DcHEF1BIIpfTnwV2XJ1HCrdj6YPj5Uukt0Y61Fv5SdwRKDksa6zORbWRedA3FqsOMrdA72857ilFjOgg-AUte4eqlGR8JUZj2wGxBGQ-OYEhr5nUuHcFIBomCs7eAk/s1600/33672_434220482981_556332981_5256682_7074090_n.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9KKW3jdR6iTX09DcHEF1BIIpfTnwV2XJ1HCrdj6YPj5Uukt0Y61Fv5SdwRKDksa6zORbWRedA3FqsOMrdA72857ilFjOgg-AUte4eqlGR8JUZj2wGxBGQ-OYEhr5nUuHcFIBomCs7eAk/s320/33672_434220482981_556332981_5256682_7074090_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520479998578150450" border="0" /></a><br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[LOL]</span><br /><br /></div> Finally the <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">BIG</span></span> psycho family photo.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-ZQIyBU6PHEhPng1m-45PtjK4RhdSOL0K8HPUzbPiu9N3ndc1Pt97Sdmq3RmohsQXA8Wm1NrdHbJVWASs_d9uj8ouoYrtiiHnCJU8t0qoTTf-RvMVu82qnIDIv3zw8avn4aulR8-IgmA/s1600/33672_434220467981_556332981_5256679_6280834_n.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-ZQIyBU6PHEhPng1m-45PtjK4RhdSOL0K8HPUzbPiu9N3ndc1Pt97Sdmq3RmohsQXA8Wm1NrdHbJVWASs_d9uj8ouoYrtiiHnCJU8t0qoTTf-RvMVu82qnIDIv3zw8avn4aulR8-IgmA/s320/33672_434220467981_556332981_5256679_6280834_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520494737275771666" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[Looks normal to me]</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhme6IVumyQK3elM8C1j1MYtdeoKcU4pq1ffXU_8m2yyCf2gBDuBibYN_30pMnYrp8AnauUGxh1rldBkB-Rs1VRF6bBwCxWo3VGCd0G0iJwx-bnGQ4y-Txu66YxXGEcoFEihgAVfNaHmKs/s1600/33672_434220477981_556332981_5256681_2897070_n.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhme6IVumyQK3elM8C1j1MYtdeoKcU4pq1ffXU_8m2yyCf2gBDuBibYN_30pMnYrp8AnauUGxh1rldBkB-Rs1VRF6bBwCxWo3VGCd0G0iJwx-bnGQ4y-Txu66YxXGEcoFEihgAVfNaHmKs/s320/33672_434220477981_556332981_5256681_2897070_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520490818989026674" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[Guess not]</span><br /></div><br /><br />Let me finish up this post with a song that is made famous by Teresa Teng(邓丽君). This is a cover made by Khalil Fong(方大同). A jazz version of this famous song, The moon represents my heart(月亮代表我的心). I enjoyed listening to his cover. Hope you like it too.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2yR7_2-M9Hc?fs=1&hl=en_US"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2yR7_2-M9Hc?fs=1&hl=en_US" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></div>Vincent Choohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18145741212579318773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2595108051834371580.post-36939630734652346002010-09-19T15:08:00.002+08:002010-09-19T16:41:08.339+08:00Melaka Performance<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRZdsO7AQE5B18M1uR1mJS03hWWQMPBO6YSglE5INVfU7UgQBtvSsC2-AuDRuvxBlzUGPUzqqiBl6tbUcgh0NSA8_8gEBSa_VcyhYH8R18OpfZtKN_ILhbN7eOu8ftIQ10XaH0GrOLEg8/s1600/2011505-A_Famosa-Melaka.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRZdsO7AQE5B18M1uR1mJS03hWWQMPBO6YSglE5INVfU7UgQBtvSsC2-AuDRuvxBlzUGPUzqqiBl6tbUcgh0NSA8_8gEBSa_VcyhYH8R18OpfZtKN_ILhbN7eOu8ftIQ10XaH0GrOLEg8/s320/2011505-A_Famosa-Melaka.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518517641261747298" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div>I had just came back from a very hectic schedule from Friday night till this morning. I'm drain out of energy. We had a performance down at Melaka on a wedding dinner. It was fun, but tired for sure.<br /><br />I'll update you guys more next time when I have some pictures in hand and all. But to tell you guys one thing for sure,<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >THIS IS GOING TO BE A GOOD START!!!</span><br /></div><br /><br />Till next time. ChaoVincent Choohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18145741212579318773noreply@blogger.com2