<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019195639336037232</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:58:43.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is my Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clementnick.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8019195639336037232/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clementnick.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Clement</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409443646625747654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YU8YxekAfAY/SUfW_qSEaxI/AAAAAAAAACA/0ETC1AvNeUY/S220/Clement.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019195639336037232.post-287704949082153768</id><published>2009-01-07T14:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T14:23:38.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back 2 college</title><content type='html'>back to college again..&lt;br /&gt;i don't feel like i have enough holiday yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been like 6 months that i did not study and all.. when i enter class i was like blur about what is going on and so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but not everything is bad news, well get to see all my coll buddies back again and most of them change a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hate morning class and now my service class is at night, meaning on every friday my class starts at 8 in the morning and finish at 11 at night, good luck to me.. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8019195639336037232-287704949082153768?l=clementnick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clementnick.blogspot.com/feeds/287704949082153768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clementnick.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-2-college.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8019195639336037232/posts/default/287704949082153768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8019195639336037232/posts/default/287704949082153768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clementnick.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-2-college.html' title='back 2 college'/><author><name>Clement</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409443646625747654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YU8YxekAfAY/SUfW_qSEaxI/AAAAAAAAACA/0ETC1AvNeUY/S220/Clement.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019195639336037232.post-8302139433825817553</id><published>2008-12-28T16:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T17:07:21.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall for You</title><content type='html'>This song is dedicated to the Special someone out there whom feels that they are Special..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing about tonight's that we're not fighting&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that we have been this way before&lt;br /&gt;I know you don't think that I am trying&lt;br /&gt;I know you're wearing thin down to the core&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hold your breath&lt;br /&gt;Because tonight will be the night that I will fall for you&lt;br /&gt;Over again&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me change my mind&lt;br /&gt;Or I won't live to see another day&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's true&lt;br /&gt;Because a girl like you is impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;You're impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not what I intended&lt;br /&gt;I always swore to you i'd never fall apart&lt;br /&gt;You always thought that i was stronger&lt;br /&gt;I may have failed&lt;br /&gt;But I have loved you from the start&lt;br /&gt;Oohhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hold your breath&lt;br /&gt;Because tonight will be the night that I will fall for you&lt;br /&gt;Over again&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me change my mind&lt;br /&gt;Or I won't live to see another day&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's true&lt;br /&gt;Because a girl like you is impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;It's impossible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So breathe in so deep&lt;br /&gt;Breathe me in&lt;br /&gt;I'm yours to keep&lt;br /&gt;And hold onto your words&lt;br /&gt;Cause talking is cheap&lt;br /&gt;And remember me tonight&lt;br /&gt;When you're asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because tonight will be the night that I will fall for you&lt;br /&gt;Over again&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me change my mind&lt;br /&gt;Or I won't live to see another day&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's true&lt;br /&gt;Because a girl like you is impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight will be the night that I will fall for you&lt;br /&gt;Over again&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me change my mind&lt;br /&gt;Or I won't live to see another day&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's true&lt;br /&gt;Because a girl like you is impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;You're impossible to find&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8019195639336037232-8302139433825817553?l=clementnick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clementnick.blogspot.com/feeds/8302139433825817553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clementnick.blogspot.com/2008/12/fall-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8019195639336037232/posts/default/8302139433825817553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8019195639336037232/posts/default/8302139433825817553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clementnick.blogspot.com/2008/12/fall-for-you.html' title='Fall for You'/><author><name>Clement</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409443646625747654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YU8YxekAfAY/SUfW_qSEaxI/AAAAAAAAACA/0ETC1AvNeUY/S220/Clement.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019195639336037232.post-5957104692888233194</id><published>2008-12-20T01:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T22:58:12.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UnLeasH the VamPire in yoU</title><content type='html'>since i came back from industrial training in toulouse, i was not really getting enough sleep since ' ok i know, i know, i never have enough sleep thanks to college' but this is different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant really blame jet lag because i was fine since i came back to kl the 1st night, but after that i have been sleeping irregularly and at odd hours.. say that i sleep at 11pm yesterday and the next day i sleep at 9am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been 2 weeks since i came back and i rarely see day light.. i will always see the sun setting or rising only.. never even once i seen the sun during the afternoon 'except today'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still human rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lost my appetite, eating very little and irregularly all the time. sometimes i do not have the mood to eat and for that particular day, i did not even eat anything only drinking water.. my life is really mess-up since but the funny thing about is that im kinda enjoying it like this rather than it was last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what have i been doing and why am i enjoying it in this screwed-up situation?&lt;br /&gt;basically, if im not sleeping im sitting down in front of my computer staring at it all the time.. you cant blame me rite, i have been suffering for 10 weeks / two and a half months without playing any sort of games and its so darn boring there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god that my internet connection is getting better compared then the time when i 1st got it.. thanks to that, i have been playing dota day and night long till i forgot about any other things..&lt;br /&gt;if im not at home playing, then i will be in FTZ Asia Cafe playing with ee noch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god! im so turning into a vampire. Too bad this vampire is not a handsome one like in some novels. 'twilight' xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this particular vampire feeds on games, not blood so he is quite harmful to say.. but make sure he gets sufficient amount of play time or not the unspeakable will happen.. and by the way this vampire is a hybrid and he can survive under the sun 'day walker' xD the only thing is that his energy gets drain down faster than usual under the sun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know, i know.. i have a very wild imagination, but isn't it fun to imagine and make up story like this?&lt;br /&gt;ps. you read it all the way though... jokes back on u.. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8019195639336037232-5957104692888233194?l=clementnick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clementnick.blogspot.com/feeds/5957104692888233194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clementnick.blogspot.com/2008/12/unleash-vampire-in-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8019195639336037232/posts/default/5957104692888233194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8019195639336037232/posts/default/5957104692888233194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clementnick.blogspot.com/2008/12/unleash-vampire-in-you.html' title='UnLeasH the VamPire in yoU'/><author><name>Clement</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409443646625747654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YU8YxekAfAY/SUfW_qSEaxI/AAAAAAAAACA/0ETC1AvNeUY/S220/Clement.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019195639336037232.post-638283762184447641</id><published>2008-12-18T21:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T01:41:05.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paintball Madness</title><content type='html'>woke up early in the morning at 7 and went all the way to bukit jalil for paint ball. i was actually not in the group but i was invited last minute by stanley due to some friends of his cant go on that day 'ffk' .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the original plan was 20 person, 10 on each team but one did not show up because he had  dierdre that very same day.. its too perfect to be an excuse if u ask me. well, these group of people are Taylors's hospitality students whom are currently undertaking their degree and i was the only diploma guy there.. well, i dont mind at all, end of the day its all about having a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was Radin's 21st birthday and he brought all the 19 of us down for paintball and boy it was Fun! after breakfast and the ride there, we arrived at 9.30 and got a short briefing on safety and how to use the equipments and all by Redze Yusop the general manager of the Xiton Paintball Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rules are simple, all players must weak a protective goggle system or mask at all times in the field and not to shoot anyone within 20 feet or less. basically is about safety of the players during the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are lucky to get a scenario field even we had only 19 person and they only open that field for 20 - 25 pax and above due to the size is nearly as big as 2 football field. Scenario means its like a real life field including trees, small hills, grass mud and all.. basically its like a real life battle field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were dived into 2 group, team A which was my team whom had only 9 person while team B had 10. game play is like this, main objective is to capture 2 flags back to home base to win the round, but before that we need to shoot down 2 enemy bottles 1st before the flag is able to be taken..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each person have 150 bullets and if the particular person is shot, he/she must go back to the starting point and run back to the front. the whole game lasted us for 5 rounds, on the forth round its a draw between team A &amp;amp; B but in the end team B won by a few second faster than team A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did not get shot by the enemy not even once and my most proud kill was on the 5th game where i kill 2 guys at the same time, one guy got hit once on the body and the other one got 2 on his head.. Head Shot! Hell yeah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately for me, my team lost the match and i got a friendly fire from my own team member, i do not know whom is it but its good that the paintball which hit me on the back did not burst...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, although it hurts but we all had fun playing paintball.. and that im looking forward to it again especially kill with Head Shots..&lt;br /&gt;anyone interested?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8019195639336037232-638283762184447641?l=clementnick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clementnick.blogspot.com/feeds/638283762184447641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clementnick.blogspot.com/2008/12/paintball-madness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8019195639336037232/posts/default/638283762184447641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8019195639336037232/posts/default/638283762184447641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clementnick.blogspot.com/2008/12/paintball-madness.html' title='Paintball Madness'/><author><name>Clement</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409443646625747654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YU8YxekAfAY/SUfW_qSEaxI/AAAAAAAAACA/0ETC1AvNeUY/S220/Clement.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019195639336037232.post-2849971639957788402</id><published>2008-12-14T23:27:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T02:12:20.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone nuts in Geek Fair</title><content type='html'>Ee noch came down and stay with me for 2 nights so we went to Pc fair in KLCC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont plan to buy anything from there because i do not have enough money to spend and the only reason i go there is to survey the ATI graphic card, Altec Lansing Speaker, Razer mouse pad control edition and ask about P1 w1max brodband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much for me to do there basicly, so i was a good friend acompany en 'ee noch for short' to buy his things there only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went on the friday to look for the things he needs to buy on his list and i did manage to get the info i needed on that day it self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;en do not want to buy those items yet because its expensive on the 1st day and the price will drop the next day and that he did not draw enough money yet at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the plan was to go on the sunday last few hours so the price will really drop but en can wait till then because he has his eyes on the Razer bag which is 99 ringgit with any purchace of razer products and the bag is very limited so we went there again on the saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday 13 December 08 Kuala Lumpur Convention Center 'PC Fair'&lt;br /&gt;woke up around noon, took our lunch and stright to klcc. got there and the 1st place en wants to go is to the Razer store. after 1 hour or so barganing for the price, we spend 855 Ringgit on that stall only. yup i said we, not ee noch only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to him i bought Razer DeathAdder Gaming Mouse and Razer Goliathus Control Gaming Mouse Mat. ee noch on the other hand bought Razer Lycosa mirror, Razer Copperhead and Razer Goliathus Control in total of 855 r&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;inggit&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YU8YxekAfAY/SUU_zznefFI/AAAAAAAAABY/QeJX0jHKULE/s1600-h/Razer+Lycosa+Mirror+special+edition.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 143px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YU8YxekAfAY/SUU_zznefFI/AAAAAAAAABY/QeJX0jHKULE/s320/Razer+Lycosa+Mirror+special+edition.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279696297423436882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Razer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; Lycosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;™&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Mirror Edition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(71, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="productOverview"&gt;Redefine your gaming experience to an unprecedented level. The Razer Lycose Mirroe Special Edition is basically everything the award-winning Razer Lycosa is- and more. The Razer Lycosa, the preferred gaming keyboard of professional gamers worldwide, now comes with an awesome new look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Featuring a revolutionary high gloss mirror finish keytop, fully-programmable Hyperesponse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(71, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="productOverview"&gt;™ keys with extensive ma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(71, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="productOverview"&gt;cro capabilities, backlit illumination with a unique WASD gaming cluster lighting option, the Razer Mirror Special Edition is a kick-ass combanition of form and function.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(71, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="productOverview"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;High gloss mirror finish keytop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Selective  Anti-Ghosting WASD Ga&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ming Cluster&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Slim  Keycap Structure with Hyperesponse™ Technology&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YU8YxekAfAY/SUU_z-LPlEI/AAAAAAAAABQ/bz85wjlssoo/s1600-h/Razer+Copperhead.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YU8YxekAfAY/SUU_z-LPlEI/AAAAAAAAABQ/bz85wjlssoo/s320/Razer+Copperhead.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279696300257809474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="productOverview"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="productOverview"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-weight: bold;"&gt;er&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="productOverview"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Copperhead™&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(71, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="productOverview"&gt;Equipped with speed, p&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;recision&lt;/span&gt; and sensitivity, the Razer Copperhead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(71, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="productOverview"&gt;™ gaming mouse brings gaming to new heights with its revolutionary 2000dpi laser sensor technology. 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/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8019195639336037232-2849971639957788402?l=clementnick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clementnick.blogspot.com/feeds/2849971639957788402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clementnick.blogspot.com/2008/12/gone-nuts-in-geek-fair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8019195639336037232/posts/default/2849971639957788402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8019195639336037232/posts/default/2849971639957788402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clementnick.blogspot.com/2008/12/gone-nuts-in-geek-fair.html' title='Gone nuts in Geek Fair'/><author><name>Clement</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409443646625747654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YU8YxekAfAY/SUfW_qSEaxI/AAAAAAAAACA/0ETC1AvNeUY/S220/Clement.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YU8YxekAfAY/SUU_zznefFI/AAAAAAAAABY/QeJX0jHKULE/s72-c/Razer+Lycosa+Mirror+special+edition.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019195639336037232.post-4530967787207025342</id><published>2008-12-11T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T23:26:57.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in Malaysia</title><content type='html'>has been a long 71 days in France for my industrial training and now i am back in Malaysia yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;France is not a bad place to visit, its great to work there and get paid in euro, nice friendly beautiful people everywhere and the food there is just amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends and family keep on asking me how is France and if do i like it there. well i don't really an answer for that. sure its nice to see new things i never have encounter before in my life and it is always nice to see/feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the good part. the bad one is that i have a big communication problem there, no friends to talk to, spending way lot of money there and only earning a little back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a different experience for me and i kinda like it but on the other hand i do not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy i am missing France already and i cant wait to go back there again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8019195639336037232-4530967787207025342?l=clementnick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clementnick.blogspot.com/feeds/4530967787207025342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clementnick.blogspot.com/2008/12/back-in-malaysia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8019195639336037232/posts/default/4530967787207025342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8019195639336037232/posts/default/4530967787207025342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clementnick.blogspot.com/2008/12/back-in-malaysia.html' title='Back in Malaysia'/><author><name>Clement</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409443646625747654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YU8YxekAfAY/SUfW_qSEaxI/AAAAAAAAACA/0ETC1AvNeUY/S220/Clement.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019195639336037232.post-5839285734227804081</id><published>2008-12-03T23:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T23:25:49.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>missing france already</title><content type='html'>time really fly by fast, its seems like just yesterday i arrived in France starting my training but reality is that it is all going to end in 2 days time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so its going to be another 7 days till i will be home. boy I'm going to miss France for sure. going to miss playing basket ball with my chef and his friends under the rain at 5 degrees, wine as well ( i never consumed so much wine in such a short period in my life do far)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beautiful girls every where, that is one of the thing malaysia is lacking off. i have been having these mix feelings that i cant wait to get back home to malaysia and yet at the same time i do not want to leave france yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been a really great experience for me so far and that i hope that it will get better later on in my life. really do hope that i can get another chance to come back here to visit my chef and all for what i feel is that its not going to be the last time I'm going to be here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8019195639336037232-5839285734227804081?l=clementnick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clementnick.blogspot.com/feeds/5839285734227804081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clementnick.blogspot.com/2008/12/missing-france-already.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link 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type='html'>Days and nights are getting colder and colder day by day. Work is basically the same every day, following plenty of orders by the fellow chef which to the extend they piss me off sometimes. Spending my free time online and watching french cable &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; which i do not know what are they talking about .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life here for me is just dull and miserable, no one to talk to accept my chef which he only talks about french history, working out in the gym, french rugby, sports and some other things which I'm not really interested in. Ugo is a great guy, he really is but we just cant communicate that well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During working hours, all the others talks in french even while eating lunch and dinner together. I would be the one just staring at my plate eating quietly for there is not a single word i understand. As is I'm deaf and dumb. Chef do take me out along with his friends for dinner or just for some drinks, i really do approached that cause i get to go out and see more of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;toulouse&lt;/span&gt; and get to taste countless glasses of wine but the suffering i need to bare while they all were having fun, making jokes and laughing which i don't understand at all. look how dumb i feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike the other 4 whom are in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;france&lt;/span&gt; now, at least they have some one to talk to but for me, I'm the only one here. Tough luck i would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;november&lt;/span&gt; 23 today which means its only 11 more working days here and its 17 more days before I'm home, back in kl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is only a few more days here and i have a feeling that I'm going to miss this place and the people here yet I'm eager to get back home and there is a lot of things i want to do back home and most importantly i want my life back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is plenty of movies which i did not get to watch while &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;france&lt;/span&gt;, many new games which I'm dying to play including the lattes Need For Speed Undercover &lt;a href="http://www.needforspeed.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;www.needforspeed.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Dota&lt;/span&gt; there is a new version which have came out and i did not get the chance to test it yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chili! Curry! i need you so badly! I will be back home soon, so wait for me. God, they do not have anything spicy here. All they got is only Tabasco Sauce, and its not even spicy enough for me. Man i really cant live with out spicy food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait to get my life back but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; will miss this place a lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8019195639336037232-8113683295366549945?l=clementnick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clementnick.blogspot.com/feeds/8113683295366549945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clementnick.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-life-here-in-france.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8019195639336037232/posts/default/8113683295366549945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8019195639336037232/posts/default/8113683295366549945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clementnick.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-life-here-in-france.html' title='my life here in France'/><author><name>Clement</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409443646625747654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YU8YxekAfAY/SUfW_qSEaxI/AAAAAAAAACA/0ETC1AvNeUY/S220/Clement.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019195639336037232.post-8074556277675790002</id><published>2008-11-17T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T00:20:55.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>off day on sunday</title><content type='html'>Yesterday evening, chef took me out and meat up with 2 of his friends and went jogging at a vary nice park. It was kinda far from the restaurant which took a 25 min drive to get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got there its 5.00pm and waited a while for his 2 buddies to come. Did a little warm up and so and started jogging. i am no match for those guys and got tyred after 15 min of jogging only haha ( i know I'm not fit at all and fat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost them and i turn back to the car park and jog a little around there while waiting for them to come back. Sun went down at 5.30 and everything is dark and getting cold. For the 1st time in my life i did not even break a single sweat while jogging but end up my lips and ears were freezing cold, and yes it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After few minutes they got back and we went back to the restaurant to take a shower and all. Not long after that 6 of my chef friends came and we went out again for dinner. Every sunday we will go out for dinner but this time it was in a Chinese buffet restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got in there, everything looks like a real chinese stall. all the staff were chinese as well (not bad), then chef told me 'Welcome home' haha, funny guy he is. There is this pretty chinese girl whom came up and great us (in french) 'potong stim', i swear to god i cant take my eyes off her. For god's sake, i did not see a chinese girl for so damn long since I'm in France and damn she is like a goddess then. 'what to do'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok enough with the chinese chick, got a table for 9, sat there talk a little then chef ordered these rosé wine. It was ok but i did not drank much not bad tough. God i was hungry at that time, did not eat anything since i woke up at 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to the buffet counter and time to munch! Buffet is buffet, eat all you can, so i took a little of this and a little of that trying each and every thing they have there. Not to say a big selection of dashes but its ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a chinese and yes i know how chinese food taste like. Guess what, everything there is not even close to real chinese cooking. Ish, the only 2 things i find soso is the rosted duck and their plain white rice, thats all. even their fried rice suck! Imagine that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i told my self that i cant expect them to cook real chinese food because they are in France, so its ok. The funny part was even sushi was served there, "its a freaking chinese restaurant not japanese" oh well, french people don't know the difference anyway so its ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took 3 plates of random food and 1 bowl of 'french-chinese' soup, feeling very full and yet still go for a bowl of ice-cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all finished our meals, had a fun time there talking and making jokes 'as usual' then off we go to the cashier. The cashier was a mid-age chinese uncle, so i went up to him and said for one person in mandarin. He don't understand me, its ok fine this time i said in cantonese, he said some thing in french back to me.. I was like WTH, dude your are chinese and your don't speak your own mother language? what an embarrassment to chinese folks out there. Then i remembered the movie Rush Hour 3 when Chris Tucker slap a chinese guy for cursing him in french and Chris said ' stop humiliating yourself, your asian!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, i paid and get out with a big *sigh* i will not go into another chinese restaurant in France ever again. Real bad experience that was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back to Pois Gourmand and all 9 of us went up to the tv room and watch a home video by my chef friends about the things they did in the old days. Basically they talk in french and i don't understand but all the time they were making jokes and acting like mokeys. one whole bunch of guys playing prank jokes on each other and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it was funny to see them like that and i tough well, one day i will get a video cam and start recording stupid stuff me and my friends do and will have a good laughter when we look back at that video. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8019195639336037232-8074556277675790002?l=clementnick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clementnick.blogspot.com/feeds/8074556277675790002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clementnick.blogspot.com/2008/11/off-day-on-sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8019195639336037232/posts/default/8074556277675790002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8019195639336037232/posts/default/8074556277675790002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clementnick.blogspot.com/2008/11/off-day-on-sunday.html' title='off day on sunday'/><author><name>Clement</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409443646625747654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YU8YxekAfAY/SUfW_qSEaxI/AAAAAAAAACA/0ETC1AvNeUY/S220/Clement.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019195639336037232.post-9203698588633826858</id><published>2008-11-11T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T08:17:58.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Albi albi albi.</title><content type='html'>Told David and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Areff&lt;/span&gt; that i will be going over to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;albi&lt;/span&gt; to visit them when i come back from Barcelona. Since both of them came to Toulouse to hang out with me and all so i think it should be fair for me to go to their place and it turn out to be very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the train ticket to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Albi&lt;/span&gt; which coast me 11.70€ hop on the train, and the journey took around 1 hour. well i did not expect much in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;albi&lt;/span&gt; due that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;david&lt;/span&gt; has told me that its a country side and a very little population of people there but I'm fine with it, as long as i can hang out with my own people '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;malaysian&lt;/span&gt;' after some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived there at the station and there both of them are standing waiting for me. They took me around and the 1st place we went was the park, well the park is not very big nor beautiful but it is nice there, people with their dogs and kids playing and running. there is a small river there as well and there is when we saw the wild goose and a few wild ducks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to say there is something interesting about the ducks and goose but we took a few picture of em due to David kinda fell in love with the duck and especially when it whack its tail &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt; while &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Areff&lt;/span&gt; saying that we should capture them and make &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;foie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;gras&lt;/span&gt; out of them "the liver of a duck or a goose that has been specially fattened by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;gavage&lt;/span&gt; (force-feeding)"  Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next they took me to Cathedral St. Cecile, well honestly its the second church i have ever been in and it is not as good compered the 1st one i have been to '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Sagrada&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Familia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'. Did not really spend a lot of time there because its almost closing time so we go off early then found our self at the back part of the church over viewing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;albi's&lt;/span&gt; river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David then told me that he took millions of pictures of that river and yet he is still doing it that very moment. Imagine how beautiful it is. Well, sun is setting and so we walk back to their rental place called Foyer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Jeunes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Travailleurs&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foyer is something like a hostel for students trainees in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;albi&lt;/span&gt;, and yes most of them are french people, 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;malaysian&lt;/span&gt; '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;david&lt;/span&gt; n &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;areff&lt;/span&gt;' and one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;indian&lt;/span&gt; lady whom is from India (i think) and she is there doing her training as an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt; teacher in primary school in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;france&lt;/span&gt;. At least french people are learning more than one language.There were also, Ping pong table and french pool plus &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;wifi&lt;/span&gt; access from 8 to 11 every night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was hungry so we went to this kebab stall just opposite foyer, and had the best kebab i ever have so far in my life. its big, full of meat, and not to mention the seasoning is just perfect. Now i understand why they like it there so much and its not really expensive at all, its just 4.50€&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to sneak in to foyer... Sneak in?!?! 'well, basically the room is paid by their chef for the both of them only and i on the other hand do not want to stay in a hotel or it will coast me a boom so i have to crash over at their place for 2 nights'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got in safely, no one saw me yeah.. spend the rest of the night talking about back home, our life back there and out training. that night i did not really get a good night sleep but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; not complaining, its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up in the afternoon, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;areff&lt;/span&gt; went down to cook some pasta. ate it later on then we went to a near by cc. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;areff&lt;/span&gt; was chatting with his wife and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;david&lt;/span&gt; is chatting with his family, how nice. Me on the other hand, test out the new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Dota&lt;/span&gt; version and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;friendster&lt;/span&gt;, no friends nor family was online at that time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;haiz&lt;/span&gt; sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent a few hours there then went to Casino 'hyper market' and bought some chips and a dozen bottles of beer back to drink later that night. ate kebab for dinner again but this time is with beer. started with 2 bottles of Regular &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Hoegaarden&lt;/span&gt; each then a bottle of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Heniken&lt;/span&gt;. well; we got bored in the room and want to play ping pong or pool down there so we did..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David surf the net while me n &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;areff&lt;/span&gt; played french pool ' the table is shorter, smaller, balls are smaller, holes are smaller'. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;, its not east to play at all. we stayed there till 11 and its closing time. Bad news for me, one of the management staff saw me and told &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;david&lt;/span&gt; that visiting hours is only till 10. no choice but to walk out of foyer. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;Areff&lt;/span&gt; went back to the room  while &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;david&lt;/span&gt; went out with me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah its not that cold out there, its only 5° or less at night, winds blowing and the best part is, me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;david&lt;/span&gt; are only in a single t-shirt and jeans. I have no choice but to sneak back in their room for the night but the problem is the management staff is there. walked to the cc and stay there for an hour, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;david&lt;/span&gt; said that the staff will be gone by midnight and it might be safe to go back in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we waited till 12.30 and go back to foyer, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;david&lt;/span&gt; went in first to check if there is anyone around. he came out just a few minutes after and said there is no people in there. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; good so i can go in safely. But there is a surveillance camera. Shoot, fine if there is no people in there i will just walk in with my head down and leave the first thing in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me around 10 minutes to calm myself down and go in there and get to the room undecided alone where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;david&lt;/span&gt; has went in already to make it look like we are not together so its least spacious. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;Finaly&lt;/span&gt; got in their room safely and we all keep quiet with the lights off acting as if we were already asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;Areff&lt;/span&gt; finished his new box of cigarettes in that two hours after i was sent out, pity him worrying about me and all. seriously, what i have been through is really tough. sneaking in like that and all, well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;david&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;areff&lt;/span&gt; went to sleep due tomorrow is their working day and me there playing some childish game called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;medabots&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;davids&lt;/span&gt; laptop all night till sun rise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pack my stuff, and leave foyer. Lucky that day was a holiday and no one is working so i walk out like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;nobody's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;bussiness&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;david&lt;/span&gt; show me the way to the train station and off he went to work. Took the next train got back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;toulouse&lt;/span&gt; and rest for the day due tomorrow is back to work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8019195639336037232-9203698588633826858?l=clementnick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clementnick.blogspot.com/feeds/9203698588633826858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clementnick.blogspot.com/2008/11/albi-albi-albi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8019195639336037232/posts/default/9203698588633826858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8019195639336037232/posts/default/9203698588633826858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clementnick.blogspot.com/2008/11/albi-albi-albi.html' title='Albi albi albi.'/><author><name>Clement</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409443646625747654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YU8YxekAfAY/SUfW_qSEaxI/AAAAAAAAACA/0ETC1AvNeUY/S220/Clement.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019195639336037232.post-815939961224582674</id><published>2008-11-08T23:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T00:16:36.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Barcelona Spain</title><content type='html'>Chef is going to Egypt with his wife for honeymoon which means its a holiday for all of us here in the restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nov 1st is a holiday here in France and on the 11th as well. Restaurant Au Pois Gourmand is closed starting 1 of Nov till the 11th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While my chef is going to Egypt, i travel out of France and to&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Barcelona Spain&lt;/span&gt; which was recommended by dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i took Euro lines bus to Barcelona and the whole journey took 4 hours, no food provided (what to do, i got the cheapest transport to Barcelona) the ride there is ok, nothing to comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived the bus station and found myself lost looking for the metro train station, walked for a few min and saw this huge building, at that time i was still lost and was still looking for the metro station. I recognize that tall  building from far, its the famous &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sagrada Familia&lt;/span&gt; so i walked there and was stunned by the huge church (Sagrada Familia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sagrada Familia by Antonio Gaudi - No.1 Barcelona Tourist Attraction (2,056,448 visits/year)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Giant Temple designed by the master architect Antonio Gaudi.                This building has been under construction since 1882 and they've                still got another 30 to 80 years (depending on funding and resources)                to go before it will be finished. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sagradafamilia.cat/sf-eng/index.php"&gt;www.sagradafamilia.cat/sf-eng/index.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while taking pictures and all i get to the metro station and went to look for the Youth Hostel. There is where i spent my nights sleeping, its 16.10 per night and one room has 8 beds or so, shared by random people. I do not recommend it to girls due to safety reasons but as for me i find it quite reasonable for the price (its not that I'm cheap and all but think of it this way, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1 &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;euro =  5 ringgit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so I'm trying to save as much as i can)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a BnB type of hostel (bed and breakfast) but the breakfast is from 8 - 10 only. Out of the 5 nights i stayed there, i only manage to wake up just in time to take breakfast twice. Its not a five star hotel buffet breakfast what they have is only cereal, bread, butter, jam, coffee/tea and orange juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was there at Barcelona celebrating my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;19th birthday&lt;/span&gt; but I'm all &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I do not know should i be happy or sad. Oh well, at least i can say i have been to Spain and got a lip piercing there on my birthday as well. 'damn proud'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to a number of places there during my 6 days there. The best is still the Sagrada Familia, the second best  is the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;FCBarcelona&lt;/span&gt; stadium. Just for your info, I'm not a football fan or whatever you called it but once i step in side the stadium ground the view was spectacular! Got on the field and the manager's bunker and all, VIP seats and up to the camera spot and did i mention the footballers locker room, conference room and the museum in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a few more place i visited while i was there like the Spanish Village, Aquarium de Barcelona (nothing much really, it seems the same like every aquarium i have been to), The National Museum of Art (plain boring, was sleep walking there) and i did hop on a tour bus for a full day and it was really worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Youth hostel is located near Rambla de Sant Josep street which is the hot spot in Barcelona, where many hotels are located there, many tourist swarming the place and the streets are filled with food stalls, souvenir stalls and so on. It is so-called pasar malam there but the unique thing is it runs from morning till midnight. Well we can see loads of beggars begging for money all around the world but there they don't just sit there n beg for money but they perform something such as singing, playing instrument, panting, sketching pictures or peoples face, magic act, some even dress up as some monster/movie character on the side walk and that is what so cool about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought 2 bottles of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Absinthe &lt;/span&gt;for only 28€ (cheap) but got &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;con 120€&lt;/span&gt; on the last day there, damn that §%$&amp;amp;#@, its &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;600 ringgit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; gone just like that! Oh well money comes, money goes.. This is life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my last night there i went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Hard Rock Cafe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for dinner, it is basicly just the same like every other Hard Rock Cafe around the world but the purpose i went there is to enjoy my last day there and to buy the Hard Rock Cafe Barcelona t-shirt, for memories.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8019195639336037232-815939961224582674?l=clementnick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clementnick.blogspot.com/feeds/815939961224582674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clementnick.blogspot.com/2008/11/trip-to-barcelona-spain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8019195639336037232/posts/default/815939961224582674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8019195639336037232/posts/default/815939961224582674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clementnick.blogspot.com/2008/11/trip-to-barcelona-spain.html' title='Trip to Barcelona Spain'/><author><name>Clement</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409443646625747654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YU8YxekAfAY/SUfW_qSEaxI/AAAAAAAAACA/0ETC1AvNeUY/S220/Clement.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019195639336037232.post-1389718136028466320</id><published>2008-10-01T08:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T23:04:46.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweat memorable journey to France</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;For you guys whom do not know, I'm currently in &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Toulouse France&lt;/span&gt; doing my industrial training.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well lucky for me and 4 more college buddies of mine (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Areff&lt;/span&gt;, David, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lingges&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kwan&lt;/span&gt;) got this once in a life time chance to do our internship in France. It sounds so fun and nice at first to get to travel half way around the world to France to learn their culture, life style, language, cuisine and so on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It really seem fun and all but the trouble we 5 have gone through is really a pain in the ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So our story began, all of us meet up in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;KLIA&lt;/span&gt;, check in our luggage and all and straight to the gate which our flight ticket assign us to, then a long 7hr 25min to Doha international airport where we need to change another plane to get to Paris. Then another 7hr from Doha to Paris &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Charles &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Gaulle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; airport. Both flights were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;qutar&lt;/span&gt; airways and ya, their service and food is good (other than the rock hard seats we got)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Finally &lt;/span&gt;Paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; let the fun begin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got out from the plane happily then after 10 min we find our self in the security room 'got detain' yup i read it right we got &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;DETAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Not bad for the first impression of France security rite. The huge 'muscles' police officer call our restaurants one by one to confirm our purpose to France. It took one hour to get it all done. And we were there all worried and clueless on what had happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to search for our luggage and straight to buy the train ticket to Toulouse where we were supposed to meat up with Mr Pierre, the french lecturer from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Universite&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; Toulouse (our college partner in France)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What fun we had getting lost in the air port looking for the train station with our feather weight luggage that is. We got to the train station and David and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Areff&lt;/span&gt; buy the tickets for us while me and the girls stand guard the luggage.  The plan was to get a mid night train to Toulouse and reached there at 6.30am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and meet up with Mr Pierre. Unfortunately, the mid night train is full and the only option we got is the 6.20pm train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travel a distance with subway train to get to Gare &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;du&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Australitz&lt;/span&gt;. Yet again we&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; got lost&lt;/span&gt; and having trouble buying the subway train tickets, caring our luggage up and down the stairs and with  20min to spare before our train leaves, we arrived at Gare &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;du&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Australitz&lt;/span&gt; and all of us were hungry and did not eat since the last 6 hours ago. Me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Areff&lt;/span&gt; run and buy some sandwich to munch then off we go to Toulouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The train seats were as hard as rock and its hard to sleep with the noise of each passing train. After 6 hours or so we arrived at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Gare &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; Toulouse &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Matabiau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;checked into a hotel called Ibis and drop dead on the bed till the next morning and we were&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;half an hour late&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for our appointment with Mr Pierre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did not see him around the station so we called and called and called trying to get to him and he arrived around 10am. From that point onwards, we separate  to 3 groups which is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Areff&lt;/span&gt; and David a restaurant in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Albi&lt;/span&gt;, the girls &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Lingges&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Kwan&lt;/span&gt; took bus to their assigned restaurant and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;me all alone&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the special one whom was all alone in a French country with no knowledge at all about french language and ya, that all about it. Mr Pierre drove me to &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Universite&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; Toulouse while waiting for my Chef to come and pick me up to his restaurant. Over there i was given a tour around the university by Mr Francis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and was provided lunch as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out that &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Universite&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; Toulouse is a government University unlike Taylor's is a Private college.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;French girls are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;B.E.A.U.T.I.F.U.L.&lt;/span&gt; its like a guys heaven on earth. After a few hours Chef Ugo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Plazzota&lt;/span&gt; came and pick me up to his restaurant 'Au &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Pois&lt;/span&gt; Gourmand' where i will be working there for the next 2 and half months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My chef is a very friendly guy whom was an ex Taylor's student whom just got married one month before i got there. He speaks very good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt;, lucky for me or not i will have a lot of trouble communicating with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry guys, i cant upload the pictures i have right now due to i did not take along the camera cable with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8019195639336037232-1389718136028466320?l=clementnick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clementnick.blogspot.com/feeds/1389718136028466320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clementnick.blogspot.com/2008/11/sweat-memorable-journey-to-france.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8019195639336037232/posts/default/1389718136028466320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8019195639336037232/posts/default/1389718136028466320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clementnick.blogspot.com/2008/11/sweat-memorable-journey-to-france.html' title='Sweat memorable journey to France'/><author><name>Clement</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409443646625747654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YU8YxekAfAY/SUfW_qSEaxI/AAAAAAAAACA/0ETC1AvNeUY/S220/Clement.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019195639336037232.post-3692854087132844222</id><published>2008-09-16T08:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T23:06:19.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally my very own blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; here i am, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; created a blog but still &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;new&lt;/span&gt; to all of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it will take &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;some time&lt;/span&gt; for me to get a hold on this for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i'm not &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;god&lt;/span&gt; you know cant know everything i see now can i"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8019195639336037232-3692854087132844222?l=clementnick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clementnick.blogspot.com/feeds/3692854087132844222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clementnick.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-1st-lame-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8019195639336037232/posts/default/3692854087132844222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8019195639336037232/posts/default/3692854087132844222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clementnick.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-1st-lame-post.html' title='Finally my very own blog'/><author><name>Clement</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409443646625747654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YU8YxekAfAY/SUfW_qSEaxI/AAAAAAAAACA/0ETC1AvNeUY/S220/Clement.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
