<?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-6068159294725147447</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:52:48.355+08:00</updated><category term='Personal'/><category term='lame'/><category term='Random'/><category term='Song'/><category term='Feeling'/><category term='habit'/><category term='Travel UK'/><category term='lame ideas'/><category term='Profanity'/><category term='Wrap up'/><category term='hang outs'/><category term='Fun travel'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Fun'/><category term='blog'/><category term='motivation'/><category term='movie'/><category term='Story'/><category term='Life'/><category term='University'/><category term='photos.'/><category term='Resolution'/><category term='Kohs'/><category term='family'/><category term='Random?'/><category term='ulcer'/><category term='friend'/><category term='work'/><category term='rant'/><category term='interest'/><title type='text'>hear me out, enlighten me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-1390974293706032976</id><published>2011-06-27T08:50:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T09:59:51.288+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel UK'/><title type='text'>Manchester</title><content type='html'>Paid a visit to Manchester United's home ground last week. Was there on a museum and tour but unfortunately, I wasn't that keen on football so I didn't know how to appreciate this trip. Ha ha...but too much time was spent at the stadium till a point I would say time is wasted. Blame the certificate printing machine. I wonder why people goes frenzy about it till they couldn't hear the announcement requesting the SHU students to get back to the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DBaz8QDrE-k/TgfYlgdug4I/AAAAAAAAAbk/rHZsqDBdfKw/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DBaz8QDrE-k/TgfYlgdug4I/AAAAAAAAAbk/rHZsqDBdfKw/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622700798676730754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manchester United, side entrance. Couldn't get to the main because of some repair and maintenance work is going on there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b4h5edbEAns/TgfeM1OIJPI/AAAAAAAAAc8/i15ngLbc0HM/s1600/18062011678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b4h5edbEAns/TgfeM1OIJPI/AAAAAAAAAc8/i15ngLbc0HM/s320/18062011678.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622706971821483250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Champions for 19 times. Sorry for blurry image. I am just using a mid range Nokia phone to snap photos sahaja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sxDWPBER-fE/TgfcFdCo-oI/AAAAAAAAAck/7G0e1LYNw50/s1600/254594_2053208218704_1499516768_32247190_5461108_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sxDWPBER-fE/TgfcFdCo-oI/AAAAAAAAAck/7G0e1LYNw50/s320/254594_2053208218704_1499516768_32247190_5461108_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622704646048512642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Thanks to &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=2053208218704&amp;amp;set=t.1268448206&amp;amp;type=1"&gt;Mike&lt;/a&gt; for this photo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the changing room, where the players supposed to be at before the match. Only their replicate jerseys were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rL24ul_PIG8/TgfcFmuuZDI/AAAAAAAAAcs/K69aN22ItX0/s1600/251325_10150212439637087_694862086_7388640_5360187_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rL24ul_PIG8/TgfcFmuuZDI/AAAAAAAAAcs/K69aN22ItX0/s320/251325_10150212439637087_694862086_7388640_5360187_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622704648649335858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Thanks to &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10150212439637087&amp;amp;set=a.10150212437027087.319676.694862086&amp;amp;type=1"&gt;Wee Lee&lt;/a&gt; for this photo. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"I should be looking good when I get down to the field.". Ha ha...I bet those players really think so especially Beckham. He still is looking very good nowadays. Undeniable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jr4DgHKboUc/TgfYmvfCJuI/AAAAAAAAAb8/NA9ImiLrNDw/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jr4DgHKboUc/TgfYmvfCJuI/AAAAAAAAAb8/NA9ImiLrNDw/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622700819888613090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The battlefield. The pitch is uproot to level up the sand. Its off season anyway. That is why it is not so green when I went there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeHh8-EcoxM/TgfYmwt5DbI/AAAAAAAAAcE/N3o7m3C_V0g/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeHh8-EcoxM/TgfYmwt5DbI/AAAAAAAAAcE/N3o7m3C_V0g/s320/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622700820219366834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The field is unexpectedly smaller than I thought because every time when I watch football matches in the video box, I find that the players do really runs a lot. I wonder if my eyes are playing trick on me. Should get it check and get a new pair of spectacles soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y5dfRpgNGao/TgfaFO1keNI/AAAAAAAAAcM/ze5Kib__36M/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y5dfRpgNGao/TgfaFO1keNI/AAAAAAAAAcM/ze5Kib__36M/s320/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622702443212339410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the home team should sit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xSWj7WnaJiw/TgfaFuGWooI/AAAAAAAAAcU/81YN4D26AaU/s1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xSWj7WnaJiw/TgfaFuGWooI/AAAAAAAAAcU/81YN4D26AaU/s320/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622702451604234882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visitors were seen swarming around this machine for some self made souvenir. Literally it is self made but actually the machine is  the one do all the job by compressing the 1 penny coin into a guitar-pick-look-a-like with the choice of design on it. You only get to enjoy turning the wheel like a 5 years old kid. Ha ha...but I was there too to accompany my '5 years old' friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W1ztonTZYPU/TgfaGLLbAlI/AAAAAAAAAcc/oCRBYCNxh3s/s1600/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W1ztonTZYPU/TgfaGLLbAlI/AAAAAAAAAcc/oCRBYCNxh3s/s320/7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622702459410121298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, manage to step into the city with a rush schedule. Ha ha...there wasn't much time left for us to tour around the Manchester city and shop. But the chicks are definitely hotter when it is in town. Woooo hoooo~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068159294725147447-1390974293706032976?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/1390974293706032976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=1390974293706032976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/1390974293706032976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/1390974293706032976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2011/06/manchester.html' title='Manchester'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DBaz8QDrE-k/TgfYlgdug4I/AAAAAAAAAbk/rHZsqDBdfKw/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-3567005668408641363</id><published>2011-06-17T00:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T01:19:37.074+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel UK'/><title type='text'>York - the 2nd part of it.</title><content type='html'>Oppsie how could I missed out the National Railway Museum during my visit to York?! Not on purpose, was waiting for my friends to post the photos up. Ha ha sometimes I do need their help to snap a few or more photos of me. Ha ha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wO2YU5f2vKI/Tfo1N5JPuxI/AAAAAAAAAa8/_heUdCsDLxE/s1600/11062011625.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wO2YU5f2vKI/Tfo1N5JPuxI/AAAAAAAAAa8/_heUdCsDLxE/s320/11062011625.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618861997892287250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could see a numbers of locomotive from the early days until quite recent. Mind you when I say quite recent is not like post year 2000 but perhaps until the 90's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zQUdF3Sdff8/Tfo1OGS9jlI/AAAAAAAAAbE/MHtJ1QhkEf4/s1600/11062011626.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zQUdF3Sdff8/Tfo1OGS9jlI/AAAAAAAAAbE/MHtJ1QhkEf4/s320/11062011626.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618862001422700114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This golden bell is placed at the front of one of the locomotive. Nice bell isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lLehuXDcQQM/Tfo1O4cuWMI/AAAAAAAAAbM/oh8HFlvkBtI/s1600/11062011627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lLehuXDcQQM/Tfo1O4cuWMI/AAAAAAAAAbM/oh8HFlvkBtI/s320/11062011627.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618862014885419202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This crest should mean something which I am not aware of. Ha ha not much of leisure time left for us to read and understand their historical piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4aV1T60gAs0/Tfo3SA-ln-I/AAAAAAAAAbc/w5MoghJZHco/s1600/251736_10150225000823120_629343119_7269018_2555161_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4aV1T60gAs0/Tfo3SA-ln-I/AAAAAAAAAbc/w5MoghJZHco/s320/251736_10150225000823120_629343119_7269018_2555161_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618864267737800674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Thanks&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10150225000733120&amp;amp;set=a.10150224991433120.338301.629343119&amp;amp;type=1#%21/photo.php?fbid=10150225000823120&amp;amp;set=a.10150224991433120.338301.629343119&amp;amp;type=1&amp;amp;pid=7269018&amp;amp;id=629343119"&gt;Otaku&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;for the photo above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yea I did pushed the locomotive for few...ermmm...micrometer perhaps? Ha ha...how I wanna be as strong as Superman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068159294725147447-3567005668408641363?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/3567005668408641363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=3567005668408641363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/3567005668408641363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/3567005668408641363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2011/06/york-2nd-part-of-it.html' title='York - the 2nd part of it.'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wO2YU5f2vKI/Tfo1N5JPuxI/AAAAAAAAAa8/_heUdCsDLxE/s72-c/11062011625.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-667670444105537333</id><published>2011-06-13T01:03:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T04:46:36.140+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel UK'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>Its York.</title><content type='html'>Not the air compressor brand if that is what comes into your mind for the first thing when you hear the word York. It is actually a beautiful place in U.K. =) You could practically step on golds when you are in York but you wont be pleased when you stepped on them. Ha ha...its actually goose droppings. Those goose are so carefree till they just eat anywhere they want and shit everywhere they like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhYk1YRMrUs/TfkPt7NBOQI/AAAAAAAAAa0/kSK_EchWLLA/s1600/11062011633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhYk1YRMrUs/TfkPt7NBOQI/AAAAAAAAAa0/kSK_EchWLLA/s320/11062011633.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618539291782232322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the following is for your viewing pleasure. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zPovr6KID0I/TfkKJdfI97I/AAAAAAAAAas/0hqDcNZ9wO0/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zPovr6KID0I/TfkKJdfI97I/AAAAAAAAAas/0hqDcNZ9wO0/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618533167771744178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can easily find such signboard when I was  in York but I hardly find any in Malaysia tourist spot. The only reason that I can think of why is because the vandalism rate in Malaysia. More education and conscience needed to be instilled in the heart of the "rakyat" for a cleaner and better Malaysia eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3-CJyHXe__o/TfkKIo6LY-I/AAAAAAAAAac/Z5rCXU_Tg3Q/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3-CJyHXe__o/TfkKIo6LY-I/AAAAAAAAAac/Z5rCXU_Tg3Q/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618533153658069986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;River Ouse. The water looks so clean and huge. Ha ha ha Malaysian's river are just so teh tarik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RF2jAFB0pCI/TfkKJHb-FYI/AAAAAAAAAak/J7U3a6jwvBI/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RF2jAFB0pCI/TfkKJHb-FYI/AAAAAAAAAak/J7U3a6jwvBI/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618533161852867970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot chicks rowing. =) It is Saturday and they are training hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9toLdG83TW8/TfkKIoeNcFI/AAAAAAAAAaU/w4NOdTQAMig/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9toLdG83TW8/TfkKIoeNcFI/AAAAAAAAAaU/w4NOdTQAMig/s320/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618533153540763730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clifford's Tower. Remnants of past castle I suppose. Need to pay though if you wish to go inside. Being the kiam siap me, I would just take photos from the outside la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y8OiwLCZl6U/TfkKICjtewI/AAAAAAAAAaM/OZnBtRUaaus/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y8OiwLCZl6U/TfkKICjtewI/AAAAAAAAAaM/OZnBtRUaaus/s320/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618533143363287810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XL6FPUWLlvI/TfkJjjn8V9I/AAAAAAAAAaE/5mogVv2Dexc/s1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XL6FPUWLlvI/TfkJjjn8V9I/AAAAAAAAAaE/5mogVv2Dexc/s320/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618532516584249298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are in York, such buildings are common sight. I am not sure if it is very old or the British architecture design it in such a way. It is pleasant though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IjO5-qWwCmc/TfkJjMMGGmI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/a2-E2yMCSAg/s1600/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IjO5-qWwCmc/TfkJjMMGGmI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/a2-E2yMCSAg/s320/7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618532510293432930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over here, there isn't shopping mall like what we have in Malaysia. No Megamall, no Pavillion, no One Utama. Theirs are shopping streets. Not sure of the rationale behind it but I believe they prefer the sun and this may preserve more energy in terms of air conditioning and artificial lighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KM75cMzaq4w/TfkJiomXKkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/gp6M9N8oDFo/s1600/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KM75cMzaq4w/TfkJiomXKkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/gp6M9N8oDFo/s320/8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618532500739926594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OZr2QBfipoY/TfkJiXVWmOI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ocvF8bhg8rU/s1600/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OZr2QBfipoY/TfkJiXVWmOI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ocvF8bhg8rU/s320/9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618532496105183458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The market. Ha ha neither it is morning market nor night market. But it is similar to what we has in Malaysia. Snacks, drinks, flowers, dresses, hats. The difference is it is cleaner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CZ88gNEfiX0/TfkJh_8t8aI/AAAAAAAAAZk/SgiF0fj2J8I/s1600/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CZ88gNEfiX0/TfkJh_8t8aI/AAAAAAAAAZk/SgiF0fj2J8I/s320/10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618532489827840418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0Lw3MOXpu0c/TfkJE1uQj6I/AAAAAAAAAZc/Qtzb5Vjw70E/s1600/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0Lw3MOXpu0c/TfkJE1uQj6I/AAAAAAAAAZc/Qtzb5Vjw70E/s320/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618531988866633634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried the Kangaroo burger. It tastes ... well ... quite good. Ha ha...sorry to the Australian. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xy30OQa03PE/TfkJEiMt6TI/AAAAAAAAAZU/08fRzVmB7x8/s1600/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xy30OQa03PE/TfkJEiMt6TI/AAAAAAAAAZU/08fRzVmB7x8/s320/12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618531983625677106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this band march while hanging around the market. Not sure why they were there in the first place but I suppose I am lucky to come across the band march.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-brY-rhz89bE/TfkJEX1fjwI/AAAAAAAAAZM/8FFxHlf1RuI/s1600/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-brY-rhz89bE/TfkJEX1fjwI/AAAAAAAAAZM/8FFxHlf1RuI/s320/13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618531980843912962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how could I let this wonderful chance to slip away. CAMWHORE time!!!! Ahahahahaks....yea baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2Q0Cl6qtbY8/TfkJDx_ZYgI/AAAAAAAAAZE/gsbG4QJyrko/s1600/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2Q0Cl6qtbY8/TfkJDx_ZYgI/AAAAAAAAAZE/gsbG4QJyrko/s320/14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618531970684903938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whip-ma-whop-ma-gate. Its the shortest street in York as they claims. Not sure how short it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XcPHyWo9kCo/TfkJDT0cNbI/AAAAAAAAAY8/7d7Q-0_rIB0/s1600/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XcPHyWo9kCo/TfkJDT0cNbI/AAAAAAAAAY8/7d7Q-0_rIB0/s320/15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618531962585888178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zSNj4Vbysxg/TfkIoihTSSI/AAAAAAAAAY0/Qu2jNUFSgd4/s1600/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zSNj4Vbysxg/TfkIoihTSSI/AAAAAAAAAY0/Qu2jNUFSgd4/s320/16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618531502675675426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_wzrmaPD-3o/TfkIoXg9jqI/AAAAAAAAAYs/S4TpH0U6Lro/s1600/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_wzrmaPD-3o/TfkIoXg9jqI/AAAAAAAAAYs/S4TpH0U6Lro/s320/17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618531499721461410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is the Whip-ma-whop-ma-gate street. See, it is short isn't it. Less than 20 steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xtlq4nn5efQ/TfkInzRbM0I/AAAAAAAAAYk/VH22M7vy4IQ/s1600/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xtlq4nn5efQ/TfkInzRbM0I/AAAAAAAAAYk/VH22M7vy4IQ/s320/18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618531489992618818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part in York must be this. The York Minster. From far away, I could listen to the bells chime soothing my mind. Ahhh...those grand churches that I only been seeing it in the television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EZ-uW9A9jrA/TfkIna7TQ6I/AAAAAAAAAYc/l-xibfVTGJA/s1600/19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EZ-uW9A9jrA/TfkIna7TQ6I/AAAAAAAAAYc/l-xibfVTGJA/s320/19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618531483457373090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't possibly explain it in words of how I felt about the church. Perhaps, majestic might be the ideal words. Oh well, hope you guys feel it a little too when you are browsing this blog. A must-visit-place if you got the chance to be in the York.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CnApoXiG83A/TfkInJtDpeI/AAAAAAAAAYU/FGCUAbQJ04o/s1600/20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CnApoXiG83A/TfkInJtDpeI/AAAAAAAAAYU/FGCUAbQJ04o/s320/20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618531478834226658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the York Minster's tower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c5zx5nKvJLw/TfkIR1B6ZlI/AAAAAAAAAYM/lYK4xLNA7aw/s1600/21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c5zx5nKvJLw/TfkIR1B6ZlI/AAAAAAAAAYM/lYK4xLNA7aw/s320/21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618531112507303506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pAsG_FLU0so/TfkIRcjxiTI/AAAAAAAAAYE/yApomPfPOjE/s1600/22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pAsG_FLU0so/TfkIRcjxiTI/AAAAAAAAAYE/yApomPfPOjE/s320/22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618531105938442546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yo, I am here, It's York Minster. He he he..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yj0IxrHtSoQ/TfkIQ4j2S-I/AAAAAAAAAX8/enZyAt2EZHk/s1600/23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yj0IxrHtSoQ/TfkIQ4j2S-I/AAAAAAAAAX8/enZyAt2EZHk/s320/23.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618531096275078114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Umskxlpc6Jk/TfkIQ4SBp6I/AAAAAAAAAX0/lhy-NuxzzRA/s1600/24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Umskxlpc6Jk/TfkIQ4SBp6I/AAAAAAAAAX0/lhy-NuxzzRA/s320/24.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618531096200325026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rtzhm9U3RkA/TfkIQYhKs-I/AAAAAAAAAXs/5gKizZpWO9Q/s1600/25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rtzhm9U3RkA/TfkIQYhKs-I/AAAAAAAAAXs/5gKizZpWO9Q/s320/25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618531087673897954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1qViw-fw25A/TfkGwsOkTsI/AAAAAAAAAXk/GaQoG0qr6mM/s1600/26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1qViw-fw25A/TfkGwsOkTsI/AAAAAAAAAXk/GaQoG0qr6mM/s320/26.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618529443697151682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6-tA9h1vtR8/TfkGwBHi-VI/AAAAAAAAAXc/6PIi_qUNUck/s1600/27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6-tA9h1vtR8/TfkGwBHi-VI/AAAAAAAAAXc/6PIi_qUNUck/s320/27.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618529432124979538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Budding daisy at the Dean's Park. It just next to the York Minster. Plenty of it in that garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yfulSWN54bg/TfkGv0hQ7WI/AAAAAAAAAXU/JNNoRnkKV-0/s1600/28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yfulSWN54bg/TfkGv0hQ7WI/AAAAAAAAAXU/JNNoRnkKV-0/s320/28.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618529428743187810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZF3bGqAta_k/TfkGvZDC_iI/AAAAAAAAAXM/p1fUjwzOWHU/s1600/29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZF3bGqAta_k/TfkGvZDC_iI/AAAAAAAAAXM/p1fUjwzOWHU/s320/29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618529421368688162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camwhored when I was in the York Minster. Sad thing that I cant explore the York Minster as entry fee are needed. I don't have a DSLR or compact camera, so never I thought of going in at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jErHdS16OVg/TfkGu_R2wuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/uG-xcKLhlUk/s1600/30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jErHdS16OVg/TfkGu_R2wuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/uG-xcKLhlUk/s320/30.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618529414451479266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The York Minster view from the City's Wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5M11PncSeFU/TfkF4KarQXI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ZW61V234wG4/s1600/31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5M11PncSeFU/TfkF4KarQXI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ZW61V234wG4/s320/31.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618528472548458866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sahaja self-shot. Ha ha ha ha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gSXHyevdafY/TfkF32IUpSI/AAAAAAAAAW0/qLFqFUXi58M/s1600/32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gSXHyevdafY/TfkF32IUpSI/AAAAAAAAAW0/qLFqFUXi58M/s320/32.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618528467102770466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Treasurer's House. This reminds me of my high school life. Almost all of the post I hold in the societies, clubs or board are treasury related. Even when it is within the buddy group, I am once responsible for keeping the group's money. And now, I am doing quantity surveying. It is just soooo money business for me. Ha ha ha...hope in the future, the money I have is enough until I can share it with the less fortunate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kAhgHGDnQNU/TfkF3Erg50I/AAAAAAAAAWs/Pr9PMkk-aZs/s1600/33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kAhgHGDnQNU/TfkF3Erg50I/AAAAAAAAAWs/Pr9PMkk-aZs/s320/33.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618528453828601666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My coursemates. (L-R) &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=807504546"&gt;MC Yap&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/leevlee"&gt;Wee Lee&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=700397370"&gt;Jia Yi&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=629343119"&gt;Seng Hiap&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ElLa_3ktq_k/TfkF2ylNyxI/AAAAAAAAAWk/djqbeAGGFaw/s1600/34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ElLa_3ktq_k/TfkF2ylNyxI/AAAAAAAAAWk/djqbeAGGFaw/s320/34.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618528448970345234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had this Danish Pastry. Was hungry even after I had my sandwiches. Ha ha taste nice for the first three bites but it got too sweet after that. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fK1v_1pTcF4/TfkF2d-nlKI/AAAAAAAAAWc/sbSxBwuuTdU/s1600/35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fK1v_1pTcF4/TfkF2d-nlKI/AAAAAAAAAWc/sbSxBwuuTdU/s320/35.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618528443439748258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pub next to the River Ouse. Ha ha plenty of chicks and hunks were drinking that day even though it is only 4.30pm!!! Is alcohol really cheaper than the water here? Ha ha ha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068159294725147447-667670444105537333?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/667670444105537333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=667670444105537333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/667670444105537333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/667670444105537333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-york.html' title='Its York.'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhYk1YRMrUs/TfkPt7NBOQI/AAAAAAAAAa0/kSK_EchWLLA/s72-c/11062011633.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-6137998422097327212</id><published>2011-06-12T03:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T07:24:05.161+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel UK'/><title type='text'>Too little time for too many to do.</title><content type='html'>Ho ho ho ho uni started for about a week. Need a little more time to understand the lecturers' slang. Some speak fast and some with heavy accent. Gotta learn a lot here from them and the Sheffield people. Not their slang or accent but proper English commands. Ha ha...I am probably more comfortable with Manglish when I am back to Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway just a glimpse of my university life for you readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iVayyTbdpsg/TfPuBro77XI/AAAAAAAAAQc/7_aFe-xjzjo/s1600/06062011448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iVayyTbdpsg/TfPuBro77XI/AAAAAAAAAQc/7_aFe-xjzjo/s320/06062011448.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617094872922844530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my gay mate attending the first day orientation. Was waiting for the briefing to start, nothing else better to do other than camwhoring. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2K3dp7FqerA/TfPuCO8nR4I/AAAAAAAAAQk/C8MiXP8eMcQ/s1600/06062011458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2K3dp7FqerA/TfPuCO8nR4I/AAAAAAAAAQk/C8MiXP8eMcQ/s320/06062011458.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617094882400618370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you all seen it at my &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/#%21/profile.php?id=1268448206"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt; profile. Mr Joon Aun or as printed, Mr JA. What a coincidence since all the friends that I met along the way after my high school know me by the name OJA or simply .... JA. He he he....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YhmgqPu3R4Y/TfPuCfoYGiI/AAAAAAAAAQs/3CJCrlqrd_8/s1600/07062011462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YhmgqPu3R4Y/TfPuCfoYGiI/AAAAAAAAAQs/3CJCrlqrd_8/s320/07062011462.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617094886879140386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serbu~!!! The 'hungry ghosts' are attacking the free food provided by the University during the Welcome Event for the Tarcians in Sheffield. Not all of them is here though, only Built Environment students for the day. Other schools are using different facilities/block to attend their lectures and seminars. So those hot chicks are not with us. ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nMmQDSXytbM/TfPuDmbfRXI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/v-BFivDPM3k/s1600/07062011463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nMmQDSXytbM/TfPuDmbfRXI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/v-BFivDPM3k/s320/07062011463.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617094905884001650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what the Uni provided us. The vegetarian kebab is nicest of them all in my opinion. But all free food is good food to me. Ha ha ha its just my cheapskate 101 manual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oKMK0i-u-d0/TfPuD4_EcNI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/tpW0CZVxP1U/s1600/07062011464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oKMK0i-u-d0/TfPuD4_EcNI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/tpW0CZVxP1U/s320/07062011464.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617094910865076434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Window cleaners in action even when it is raining outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-57vQJbqVnog/TfPuogTyFGI/AAAAAAAAARE/B2Hynj0Mxr0/s1600/08062011473.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-57vQJbqVnog/TfPuogTyFGI/AAAAAAAAARE/B2Hynj0Mxr0/s320/08062011473.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617095539896226914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First week of seminar and we are told to do a simple presentation on 'My Dream Trip to Malaysia' for Mr David Jones. He teaches us Integrated Project. Fun module I supposed since we got to do some field trip to study the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-agmocLR_G44/TfPupDmk-9I/AAAAAAAAARM/xusABJ2rNXE/s1600/08062011474.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-agmocLR_G44/TfPupDmk-9I/AAAAAAAAARM/xusABJ2rNXE/s320/08062011474.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617095549370301394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view you can get before you goes in for any lesson. Ha ha pretty isn't it? But I guess if you have been around for years in the city, you practically won't feel any special of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SAy727CPJcc/TfPup6AuipI/AAAAAAAAARU/U3dMvKcY2qs/s1600/08062011476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SAy727CPJcc/TfPup6AuipI/AAAAAAAAARU/U3dMvKcY2qs/s320/08062011476.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617095563975494290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On one fine day or rather funny day with the weather, saw this double rainbow across the sky. Not something you can always see anywhere. Ha ha my first rainbow in U.K. and its double surprise!!! Life is really full of colours eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4-T9-x4O3Bg/TfPuqbnutWI/AAAAAAAAARc/jc1uOc1oaZU/s1600/08062011477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4-T9-x4O3Bg/TfPuqbnutWI/AAAAAAAAARc/jc1uOc1oaZU/s320/08062011477.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617095572997453154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a closer look, this building's logo is some how similar to the rainbow. Ha ha ha...what a coincidence. Should have buy one of those lottery and I might be an instant millionaire. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068159294725147447-6137998422097327212?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/6137998422097327212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=6137998422097327212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/6137998422097327212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/6137998422097327212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2011/06/too-little-time-for-too-many-to-do.html' title='Too little time for too many to do.'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iVayyTbdpsg/TfPuBro77XI/AAAAAAAAAQc/7_aFe-xjzjo/s72-c/06062011448.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-3773848687683738306</id><published>2011-06-06T03:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T04:03:09.233+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel UK'/><title type='text'>Jalan Jalan Cari Makan</title><content type='html'>Yoo ho ho ho ho...went around the Sheffield town this two days. Their buildings definitely looks nicer than those in Malaysia. Ha ha ha other than that nothing much special. Perhaps I am not those easily amazed by anything. Anyway let the pictures do the talking la. Mind you I do not know what are those building for and not even their name. Simply hit the capture button saja like no take will hilang seketul emas. Ha ha ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pnSyY15IAdo/TevYMg04yeI/AAAAAAAAAPc/zDQEQpQl95s/s1600/05062011435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pnSyY15IAdo/TevYMg04yeI/AAAAAAAAAPc/zDQEQpQl95s/s320/05062011435.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614819069929245154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_CyPJLazYlw/TevYNLrQHgI/AAAAAAAAAPk/SHqNx36g8r8/s1600/05062011436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_CyPJLazYlw/TevYNLrQHgI/AAAAAAAAAPk/SHqNx36g8r8/s320/05062011436.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614819081431555586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ytSX43W6E3M/TevYNU6qi4I/AAAAAAAAAPs/M2z1OScqNww/s1600/05062011437.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ytSX43W6E3M/TevYNU6qi4I/AAAAAAAAAPs/M2z1OScqNww/s320/05062011437.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614819083912121218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YzZnmY0LSAI/TevYN4QEwdI/AAAAAAAAAP0/DEEg-S_5O54/s1600/05062011438.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YzZnmY0LSAI/TevYN4QEwdI/AAAAAAAAAP0/DEEg-S_5O54/s320/05062011438.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614819093397160402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YZ5qs8KUfm0/TevYOttk6gI/AAAAAAAAAP8/yfZvP4m4b2g/s1600/05062011442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YZ5qs8KUfm0/TevYOttk6gI/AAAAAAAAAP8/yfZvP4m4b2g/s320/05062011442.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614819107747981826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't have huge mall like Pavillion or Mid Valley Megamall. Most of them are individual shops along the both side of some park or walkway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bi8fADhPdxI/TevYy8ULwyI/AAAAAAAAAQE/yBZDH0ZCZZk/s1600/05062011443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bi8fADhPdxI/TevYy8ULwyI/AAAAAAAAAQE/yBZDH0ZCZZk/s320/05062011443.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614819730143298338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r8_oa0MD_pM/TevYzB09E_I/AAAAAAAAAQM/h8eHjJmE70I/s1600/05062011444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r8_oa0MD_pM/TevYzB09E_I/AAAAAAAAAQM/h8eHjJmE70I/s320/05062011444.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614819731622925298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4c7Ye3bPDH8/TevYzostHhI/AAAAAAAAAQU/o1cUEiekmKU/s1600/05062011446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4c7Ye3bPDH8/TevYzostHhI/AAAAAAAAAQU/o1cUEiekmKU/s320/05062011446.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614819742057307666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This porridge costs me £4 in some chinese restaurant. Ha ha naik kapal punya incident. Its the cheapest in the menu anyway except those dim sums. But dim sums are not as filling as this and 2 small plates of dim sums will cost me minimum £5. If I gonna eat dim sums ge wah then it will be superb expensive. Definitely a no no for me. Their menu had other single order like those 3 Siew Rice and "Steam Beef Rice" which I don't know how to properly translate it into English. They cost about £8 and the portion can feed two persons actually. Its a lot la but this porridge is the best choice in my opinion. Simply because I am a cheapskate fella and I don't want to spend that much on a single meal. Masakan Cina summore wor lagi tak mau la. Well, I suppose that I gonna stay as a cheapskate fella for few months. Ha ha...but one thing surprise me is that those Hongkie waiter working in the restaurant don't understand English or Mandarin. Feel bad for them, you know. At first we use Mandarin to communicate with them, they stunned, then I thought they speak English, so switch channel and they stunned again. Maybe we speaking alien language because we are Malaysian. Ha ha ha... But I wont "kerana nila setitik, rosak susu sebelanga" geh, some of them still speak Mandarin but really not that much of English at all. It is still a packed restaurant anyway. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068159294725147447-3773848687683738306?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/3773848687683738306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=3773848687683738306' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/3773848687683738306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/3773848687683738306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2011/06/jalan-jalan-cari-makan.html' title='Jalan Jalan Cari Makan'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pnSyY15IAdo/TevYMg04yeI/AAAAAAAAAPc/zDQEQpQl95s/s72-c/05062011435.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-3726434849520332277</id><published>2011-06-05T06:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T07:37:37.458+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun travel'/><title type='text'>Hello Dubai =)</title><content type='html'>Stopover at Dubai for few good hours. Literally it is 17 hours instead of the 21 hours. Ha ha because the rest of the time was spent at the airport. Anyway took some pictures with my phones. Ha ha ha...hope you guys may enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z7UbMdi1GjQ/Teq0or5ikjI/AAAAAAAAANk/wgawc-N5zB4/s1600/02062011391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z7UbMdi1GjQ/Teq0or5ikjI/AAAAAAAAANk/wgawc-N5zB4/s320/02062011391.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614498496542577202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dubai airport was not that spectacular to me if I am to compare it to KLIA but it is located in nearby the town and I mean very nearby. I guess that is the overseas airport. Close to the town and easy access.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CuJqwm5q2pc/Teq0o9U3vVI/AAAAAAAAANs/xRgq3zSADQs/s1600/02062011394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CuJqwm5q2pc/Teq0o9U3vVI/AAAAAAAAANs/xRgq3zSADQs/s320/02062011394.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614498501220613458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The desert. Its practically hot. The sun is hot, the sand is hot, the ground is hot, the wind is hot and the girls are even hotter (at night we went to Atlantis Hotel which inside got a lot high class club and bistro according to the tour guide). The temperature is up to 43 degree during daytime and 33 degree at night. Who says desert place night time is cold de? Ha ha it is seasonal punya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0uRa2NtLFbM/Teq0pWowD7I/AAAAAAAAAN0/kD_O9jASzXM/s1600/02062011395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0uRa2NtLFbM/Teq0pWowD7I/AAAAAAAAAN0/kD_O9jASzXM/s320/02062011395.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614498508014882738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ride Toyota Land Cruiser and gone dune bashing. It was in between fun and boring, depending on your driver. And unfortunately mine was mild driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Axn8xDANkUk/Teq0psuh8EI/AAAAAAAAAN8/LAzKJKP2Sns/s1600/02062011397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Axn8xDANkUk/Teq0psuh8EI/AAAAAAAAAN8/LAzKJKP2Sns/s320/02062011397.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614498513944703042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like dune bashing convoy. A group of about 20 cars moving along the trails that only the drivers know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aW4sK0dvDlo/Teq0qFJZVFI/AAAAAAAAAOE/eQu8DE3cNnU/s1600/02062011401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aW4sK0dvDlo/Teq0qFJZVFI/AAAAAAAAAOE/eQu8DE3cNnU/s320/02062011401.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614498520499835986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My phone was completely horizontal to the ground when I took this. I mean at the normal balance when you sitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kgdd5iXcmJo/Teq1tA3UwbI/AAAAAAAAAOM/dZwUzVpmZwA/s1600/02062011402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kgdd5iXcmJo/Teq1tA3UwbI/AAAAAAAAAOM/dZwUzVpmZwA/s320/02062011402.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614499670401532338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun and the sand. The desert was spectacular at the first sight of it but not anymore when you spend more than 10 minutes looking at the same thing. Ha ha...unlike the greens back in Malaysia which is much more enthralling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u19huVig7AI/Teq1taiB10I/AAAAAAAAAOU/fHBkTwao-0U/s1600/02062011405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u19huVig7AI/Teq1taiB10I/AAAAAAAAAOU/fHBkTwao-0U/s320/02062011405.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614499677291534146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me. Nothing special except I ate some sands while taking some other photos. Sadly those are not with me yet. Ha ha ha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rKJApjaiuuQ/Teq1tzwKhxI/AAAAAAAAAOc/JXVbF4qCm1o/s1600/02062011409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rKJApjaiuuQ/Teq1tzwKhxI/AAAAAAAAAOc/JXVbF4qCm1o/s320/02062011409.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614499684061710098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun is so glaring. And I cant stop to wonder whether the road is new or old. I mean the sun is so hot but yet the road is just like brand new. The UV is just too strong or perhaps the paint and tar is stronger? Ha ha definitely the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1J6q7ruNnAg/Teq1uDRCtFI/AAAAAAAAAOk/6NK1Xtu9wUM/s1600/02062011410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1J6q7ruNnAg/Teq1uDRCtFI/AAAAAAAAAOk/6NK1Xtu9wUM/s320/02062011410.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614499688226141266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my friend camwhore bit in the car. Consider it a must for someone who takes photo. Ha ha...otherwise tak layak jadi one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pv2CzmYSurc/Teq-fPQyb_I/AAAAAAAAAO0/HBAydjfCtcU/s1600/03062011412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pv2CzmYSurc/Teq-fPQyb_I/AAAAAAAAAO0/HBAydjfCtcU/s320/03062011412.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614509329352912882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Atlantis Hotel in the Golden Palm Tree. Nothing special except those hotel rates and architectural work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vsGduK3FG9g/Teq-ftQFaSI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GW04shH_xN0/s1600/03062011416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vsGduK3FG9g/Teq-ftQFaSI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GW04shH_xN0/s320/03062011416.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614509337403025698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the Atlantis Hotel, there was a huge aquarium full with seawater fish. Ha ha...about 3 stories height and the size of a bungalow land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OLz_oYafZQg/Teq1uQj32kI/AAAAAAAAAOs/1DaUTvYFP1c/s1600/03062011419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OLz_oYafZQg/Teq1uQj32kI/AAAAAAAAAOs/1DaUTvYFP1c/s320/03062011419.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614499691794782786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This car was waiting for me when I was about to leave the Atlantis Hotel. Ha ha just kidding, as I always said I move around in copter. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; . Saw another Bentley Convertible and the owner is kind enough to offer us to sit in his car for photograph. Cool eh but not this Bugatti Veyron la. The owner must be went into the club already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W9Z2wwLfnQQ/Teq-f1RHzEI/AAAAAAAAAPE/GsJ8FVENWeI/s1600/03062011421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W9Z2wwLfnQQ/Teq-f1RHzEI/AAAAAAAAAPE/GsJ8FVENWeI/s320/03062011421.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614509339554860098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Atlantis Hotel from front side of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vH_-8rbll7Y/Teq-gb0LuLI/AAAAAAAAAPM/iJks4HgRd3c/s1600/03062011428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vH_-8rbll7Y/Teq-gb0LuLI/AAAAAAAAAPM/iJks4HgRd3c/s320/03062011428.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614509349902465202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dubai airport....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VCCC95PvfRE/Teq-ggTD-VI/AAAAAAAAAPU/TnsEfKRwWh0/s1600/03062011429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VCCC95PvfRE/Teq-ggTD-VI/AAAAAAAAAPU/TnsEfKRwWh0/s320/03062011429.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614509351105722706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...which is crowded like a shopping mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha thats it folks. It was an eye opener at the very least. Ha ha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068159294725147447-3726434849520332277?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/3726434849520332277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=3726434849520332277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/3726434849520332277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/3726434849520332277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2011/06/hello-dubai.html' title='Hello Dubai =)'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z7UbMdi1GjQ/Teq0or5ikjI/AAAAAAAAANk/wgawc-N5zB4/s72-c/02062011391.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-1152165788670103307</id><published>2011-06-04T04:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T06:05:17.435+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feeling'/><title type='text'>D1 - Mixed feelings</title><content type='html'>Hello peeps, here I am, blogging from Sheffield, U.K. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a really tiring transit from Manchester Airport to my hostel. Those roads was winding and the sun is burning when the light hits you. It is especially dizzy when you are curious and try to look into every place the bus pass by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I had a terrible headache after consuming alcoholic drinks in the place, I decided to catch some forty winks but the bus condition is even lousier than my house's Kelisa. Could you imagine a normal bus that you could see everywhere on the road in Malaysia but with about 50 seats in it? It just too damn packed la. The bloody bus's air conditioning is another failure. It wasn't working at all to my definition. Lucky that I sat behind the driver and only his windows can be opened so I get some fresh air occasionally. Wonder how those people sitting behind can tahan it. Cilaka betul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is just a bad opening for my adventure in Sheffield. Ha ha...people always said good things doesn't come alone. I think this same goes to the bad things as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be staying alone for about a month before those Briton seniors completely move out for their summer holidays. So basically right now, I am living with a group of unknown. Ha ha but my best guess is these unknowns are boys with low discipline on cleanliness and hygiene. The kitchen is in a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went for a walk and had my dinner in McD. Foreigners close their shop as early as 6pm. This is so unlike Asian who closes at 8 or 9pm. For the first time, I feel intimidated when trying to order fast food. Ha ha...such things never happens when you are in your home country and you know best of the menu like the back of your hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel intimidated because the knowledge that I have is isn't enough. I just don't know what the menu says or means.&lt;br /&gt;I feel scared because I practically a foreigner in a foreign country. No one speaks the language that I do.&lt;br /&gt;I feel excited for a small chance to experience oversea study. Even if it a short time frame.&lt;br /&gt;I feel indebted to those who support me financially and morally.&lt;br /&gt;I feel poor because the our money is so small compared to them.&lt;br /&gt;I feel small because the world is large.&lt;br /&gt;And I do feel lonely when the culture here is a stranger to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such is a chance to see whats in me.&lt;br /&gt;Such is an opportunity to do what I can do for myself for the better or the bad.&lt;br /&gt;Such is the test to brings the values in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A growth it must. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So is this homesick? Or it is growth? Ha ha you tell me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068159294725147447-1152165788670103307?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/1152165788670103307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=1152165788670103307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/1152165788670103307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/1152165788670103307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2011/06/d1-mixed-feelings.html' title='D1 - Mixed feelings'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-7397914172408473453</id><published>2011-04-13T04:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T05:19:54.092+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lame'/><title type='text'>Salam Khabar - MM</title><content type='html'>Did a Mass Messaging yesterday evening. Sent to all my contact list. Little unexpected message in one's mundane day could lift up one's mood? I wonder. But it did put smiles and chuckles to my face. Those replies were just amusing. Ha ha...I just loves my fweeeeens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the message was something like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Ho ho ho greetings everyone. Do you know what day is today? Its TUESDAY. Hahaha saja nak kirim salam sayang I pada kawan kawan I saja. Have a nice day. =)".&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple message but great responses I would say. Ha ha...lets check them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;@Yung Lin "Lol. Miss u lou dau. Haha."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;@Kong Kian "Wow~ u r so free man"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;@Valerie "Hahah, u very free eh? Anyway thanks! U too have a nice day. :)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;@Wai Leong "Ho ho ho..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;@Pei Wen "Hahahahaha...wat a creative msg...so special from my special fren!! I m so flattered!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;@Jia Yi "Duh.. U 2 boring ke.. Kaka.. Kia! Selayang mall sushi king..xD"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;@Shin Yin "So much free time n money to spend on a greeting msg tat means u really too bored lol..Haha.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;@Kam Lai "y so mou liu?kirim guna setem la"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;@Kok Ping "Lolz..damn free leh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;@May Szin ":) that's totally unexpected but so thoughtful! So hi!!! Finishing studies soon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;@Shiun Teck "Lol, shall i says happy tuesday to u? Hahaha..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;@Teong Wei, Ryan "Send wrong?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;@Chuan Chuan "Zzzzzz...walaikumna salam...haha."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;@Huey Ling " u really bosan til ntg to do jor...dun disturb here la..cook..ing nw &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; hahaha"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;@Kok Fai "Wtf! So random haha... Salam~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;@Sean Foo "Lol. Funny la u. Wats a nice day? Kena lottery?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;@Wei Hoe "Kirim lei geh hai"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;@Lek Hao "Haha. Ok. Thanks man."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;@Sze Chieng "Hey, long long time no c. How r u? Have a nice day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;@Ng Rita "R u okay?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;@Hing Wai "Yumcha la jgn saja2 sms"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;@Wong Hon "wtf..if you sayang me..bring me go eat..haha"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;@Meidrea "Sot plak. I think u must be bored like hell only got free time do this CUTE thing. Hahaha!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;@Kenny Lee "Lol. Freakin lame lo. Dat day cakap mau ajak makan after val's grad. Tak cari pun"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;@Teong Wei "Mualakom salam"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;@Tham Eugene "Hello. you ok?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;@Shee Lok "Haha Funny la Oja =) I wish you have a good good night! Take care =)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;@Song Yeu "Thx"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;@Phinn Tan "Haha. So faithful u are i'm having performance tonight:) lol... Wif ur best fren together as well ^^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;@Jason Yoong "Lol.thanks for reminding.haha.wish you have a nice day too!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;@Derek Chou "u going 2 islam?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;@Joanne Chuah "sam pat..why suddenly so free?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;@Chung Seng "Lu banyak senang kah?haha"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;@Boon Kee "Have a nice day too"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;@Yuen Han "Lol thanks! U too! Just saw your msg coz phone died earlier.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;@Wee Kiat "Hv a nice day too..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Majority feels that I am too free. Indeed I am. On holiday mah. Ha ha...but oh well its quite fun to do this once in awhile. Let your friends know that you are still there. Working is important but lets not forget to play hard, friends. Old man says "No play only work makes Jack a dull boy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a happy day, people. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;P.s - Thanks to the Hotlink Hot Ticket for the free 300 SMS to any local service provider. Worth it at times of celebration or festival. Ha ha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068159294725147447-7397914172408473453?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/7397914172408473453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=7397914172408473453' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/7397914172408473453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/7397914172408473453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2011/04/salam-khabar-mm.html' title='Salam Khabar - MM'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-2581614499940127250</id><published>2011-04-12T01:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T01:24:14.477+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Boredom</title><content type='html'>Holiday is boring. At least it is when you are waiting for something to be happened in the future. Yeap. That is what I am now. Waiting for my summer programme to start in June. Something neither far nor near to the present date. However the time is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having not much luck with part time job, I practically starts my day thinking how am I going to make it more lively than yesterday. Well, I guess I shall make good use of all the resources around me to fill up my days ahead. Otherwise, I will just rot at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to put my ever frivolous ideas into something plausible. Hope there will be a solution to every questions I had in my mind for them. Ke ke ke ke....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068159294725147447-2581614499940127250?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/2581614499940127250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=2581614499940127250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/2581614499940127250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/2581614499940127250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2011/04/boredom.html' title='Boredom'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-1428046914849792621</id><published>2011-03-19T17:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T18:51:40.012+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Random 01</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ha ha ha...I really had to say that my house is full of life. Just when I am sitting here at the computer desk doing my assignments, on and off I will see some creature visit the garden. Cats like to sneak into the lawn and do their droppings. Civet cat and fruit bats visit at night for the ever abundance mango tree. Rats to scavenge with whats left by the civet cat on the ground. But squirrel hardly comes by nowadays. Ha ha... cant I have more cute and adorable animal to pay a visit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh well no photos taken. Not that I am 24/7 with camera stand-by. One thing that I don't understand why some people can do it. Its like they are the paparazzi for some magazine. The only difference is their main coverage is solely on their life and their face. Ha ha ha no offense for photo taking lover and those so self - obsessed. *I don't categorize myself into that category since majority of my photos in my FB is taken by third party - my friends.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, it seems after over 10 years, my dad is planting papaya tree again. Not his first attempt though after moving here for so long. But the last time when a papaya tree he planted that bears fruits was when we were staying at the old house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7tqMYTlB3q0/TYR9QqgDz7I/AAAAAAAAANA/jh3xyTwAwKs/s1600/19032011348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7tqMYTlB3q0/TYR9QqgDz7I/AAAAAAAAANA/jh3xyTwAwKs/s320/19032011348.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585727163086393266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Young papaya tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Before I forgotten, here are some of the photos taken during Song Yeu's performance in SGM. He being the conductor for the first time eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QzVBtTzpveo/TYR9RO_IbOI/AAAAAAAAANQ/-kYbr1Oqy9I/s1600/15012011291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QzVBtTzpveo/TYR9RO_IbOI/AAAAAAAAANQ/-kYbr1Oqy9I/s320/15012011291.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585727172880395490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Song Yeu and Suan Lin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S3qsr5N4Au0/TYR9Q4KounI/AAAAAAAAANI/_7nvtNjlx5w/s1600/15012011289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S3qsr5N4Au0/TYR9Q4KounI/AAAAAAAAANI/_7nvtNjlx5w/s320/15012011289.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585727166754634354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Me and Song Yeu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fI6jywO3wPQ/TYR9RmQxzGI/AAAAAAAAANY/ZAebQ3S16y8/s1600/15012011285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fI6jywO3wPQ/TYR9RmQxzGI/AAAAAAAAANY/ZAebQ3S16y8/s320/15012011285.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585727179128425570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Song Yeu's last minute's mugshot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Note : am listening to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span id="eow-title" class="long-title" dir="ltr" title="王菲陈奕迅合唱《将爱》主题曲《因为爱情》"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;因为爱情 by Eason Chan and Faye Wong. She is still that good after such a long hiatus. Too bad her concert didn't went this well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068159294725147447-1428046914849792621?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/1428046914849792621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=1428046914849792621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/1428046914849792621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/1428046914849792621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2011/03/random-01.html' title='Random 01'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7tqMYTlB3q0/TYR9QqgDz7I/AAAAAAAAANA/jh3xyTwAwKs/s72-c/19032011348.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-7146268933230443792</id><published>2011-03-10T00:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T01:15:11.968+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lame'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend'/><title type='text'>Craziness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In the mid of transferring bulk of documents from hardcopy to softcopy, was drawn into a 'battle' with my collegemates (Shin Yin, Rita and Ah Teck). Full of craps and craziness. I wonder if it is because of the stress that we are getting in. Well not to miss out a good chance to blow some water, I participated. Got too tired after an hour of turbulence. Stopped and refreshed myself. Anyway the documents are like never ending. Five of us keep typing and typing. And again I wonder, are we learning to do measurement or are we practicing our typing skill? Anyway at times I don't feel like I am studying QS at all. Period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ha ha I think they (Shin Yin, Ah Teck and Phinn Tan) are coming to bombard my wall while I am blogging this post. But I guess they gonna stop soon. Everyone is tired and its past midnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EC9pVUG0jZw/TXey2J9FZrI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Gv54Sk0mugQ/s1600/P1050114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EC9pVUG0jZw/TXey2J9FZrI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Gv54Sk0mugQ/s320/P1050114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582126906603824818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;These are the documents&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today was a little bit special. Made golden fried rice. It went well - fuhhhhh. My first attempt and of course my mum was beside me instructing what to do. Sadly no photos is taken, therefore I can't share it here. Anyway I never imagined it is this easy. Gonna try it again when I have the chance. By my own of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think I should list back out my 2010's resolution and see how terrible I had fare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Go to bed before 12am!!&lt;br /&gt;Remark - [ 3/365 ] &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;failed. the night is still young, babe!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. To go for morning run/jog!!&lt;br /&gt;Remark - [2/365] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;failed. its boring. no joke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3. Never skip breakfast!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;failed. overslept too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Reduce meat intake but consume more green/fruits!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;succeeded. and its still on going. becoming habits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5. To train myself to visit the toilet in the morning (for the Big B)!! XD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;failed. this is tougher than i thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;6. Starts and adopt the habit of planning my financial!!&lt;br /&gt;Remark - [  ] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;failed. but i keep my expenditure under control 8 out of 10 times ratio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;7. To reach and stay at 3.50 CGPA in my Adv!!&lt;br /&gt;Remark - [  ] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;failed. only manage to get 3.25 so far. expected to drop to 3.00+.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;8. To finish at least a novel in a year!!&lt;br /&gt;Remark - [  ] &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;succeeded. finished one by mid of 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha  ha... I don't know what kind of resolutions are all these. But heck,  that is what I wanna do and gonna do and aim to do it. Bless me. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long run resolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9. Moon. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;fun never stop on dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Feeling dizzy and headache. I should hit the sack instead the cold hard floor. Good night people. Sweetdreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068159294725147447-7146268933230443792?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/7146268933230443792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=7146268933230443792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/7146268933230443792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/7146268933230443792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2011/03/craziness.html' title='Craziness.'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EC9pVUG0jZw/TXey2J9FZrI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Gv54Sk0mugQ/s72-c/P1050114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-2825176170010284273</id><published>2011-03-08T23:22:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T00:42:41.587+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lame'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Resolution'/><title type='text'>No title.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Woah, am on the Facebook while doing this update. Had a glance over on Jyh Gau's nick he used in FB and triggered my ever frivolous mind wandering what if I use the similar nick to his? What would it sounds like? Aun Aun Ooi? Man, this sounds like putting the baby to bed or feeding them with those shitty-like porridge. *no offense to all the babies and their highly nutritious food as well as Jyh Gau*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mum mum oh~ ngam. Wtf!!! What a cute name I have. Love it. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Talking about names and nicks remind me of how my nickname O.J.A. to begin with. Ahhh memories. Sweet one. Definitely. Never would have thought OJA will becomes the nickname that I use the most in my daily life. Simply because it is easy to remember and sounds unique to some. Or rather weird for a Chinese boy with a Thai name. Love to see those faces when first hear OJA. As well as trick them to believe that I am a Thailand-er. Ha ha ha... stupid imagination comes knocking my mind again. What if OJA becomes household name in 20 years later? What a level that would be. Awesome!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Little update on myself. Had a blood donation. My fourth time. Like many does, I do hate needles especially big one but what can I do. The charitable side of me insisted me to being charitable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qeO6s4NQvwI/TXZQLmbpmII/AAAAAAAAALg/qxtT1y4t84U/s1600/blooddonation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qeO6s4NQvwI/TXZQLmbpmII/AAAAAAAAALg/qxtT1y4t84U/s320/blooddonation.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581736948397611138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;In the process of donating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Damn look so old in the picture. Looking pale as well. Anyway shall reward and pamper myself more when the cash starts rolling in. Hoping to be as handsome as George Clooney at his age. Ha ha...dream on. Personally don't think within this 20s or 30s I can be as good looking as Takeshi. Sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NIELQn-1zMg/TXZaG82JCpI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S1sbWIKE4o0/s1600/george%2Bclooney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 231px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NIELQn-1zMg/TXZaG82JCpI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S1sbWIKE4o0/s320/george%2Bclooney.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581747863631235730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;George Clooney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7RJTeCwNpRs/TXZZbXhzJaI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Y68YwBcaWA8/s1600/takeshi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 168px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7RJTeCwNpRs/TXZZbXhzJaI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Y68YwBcaWA8/s320/takeshi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581747114879428002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Takeshi Kaneshiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Alrighty, I suppose it is late to continue anymore. Should relax myself and take a good bath before I ends my day with a good good sleep. That is what matter most for a healthy complexion and facial. GOOD SLEEP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Note to self -Looking at the resolution tracker, I only achieved the fourth and the eight. 2 out of 8. That's miserable but ain't feeling down. Though I did not get to achieve it, it doesn't mean I don't learn from it. I shall work harder this year. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068159294725147447-2825176170010284273?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/2825176170010284273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=2825176170010284273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/2825176170010284273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/2825176170010284273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2011/03/no-title.html' title='No title.'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qeO6s4NQvwI/TXZQLmbpmII/AAAAAAAAALg/qxtT1y4t84U/s72-c/blooddonation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-5346765735085944497</id><published>2011-03-03T00:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T01:12:19.763+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lame ideas'/><title type='text'>Out of nowhere.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Damn, hahaha constipation isn't a fun thing. Is like have to worry every time when I step out of the door and have to look for clean and comfortable toilet anytime soon. Making me nervous and panic if I can't find one especially when I am driving. Wild imagination starts flushing in, cold sweat under armpits, feeling too cold suddenly and high stress at the rectum squeezing everything back in. Just like World War II going on down there -  advance and fallback. Wtf!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Putting that asides, it seems like crazy ideas struck again out of nowhere. I wonder if it can works. What would be the limitation? Ha ha anyway hereby I name it Crazy Idea 02. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Note to self - Lets look into it again sometime later.&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/6068159294725147447-5346765735085944497?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/5346765735085944497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=5346765735085944497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/5346765735085944497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/5346765735085944497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2011/03/out-of-nowhere.html' title='Out of nowhere.'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-6656367875650842915</id><published>2011-02-27T01:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T11:46:20.242+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feeling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Life and its Kicking</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I want to write but not an author&lt;br /&gt;I want to let my fantasy out but being seen as frivolous&lt;br /&gt;I want to fly but no wings&lt;br /&gt;I want to invent but no knowledge&lt;br /&gt;I want to create but not God&lt;br /&gt;I want to be but am afraid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to...&lt;br /&gt;I want to.....&lt;br /&gt;I want to.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many wants but so little did&lt;br /&gt;So little did but yet only so much that I can do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just a human after all. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068159294725147447-6656367875650842915?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/6656367875650842915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=6656367875650842915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/6656367875650842915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/6656367875650842915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2011/02/life-and-its-kicking.html' title='Life and its Kicking'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-2902552276215759866</id><published>2010-09-23T02:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T16:17:08.931+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Happy Mid Autumn.</title><content type='html'>You reap what you sow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How true is this? Someone please tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is ticking and I know I am doing nothing about it. Is this the best way out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at my friends who are working now makes me feel weird. Is this the kind of life that I will live? Nine to five, pay cheque to pay cheque, similar routine for 365 days, unsure of wanting to stay or change, no matter how good you did it, it is for the company as this is what you are paid for?! Its just a job after all, I know. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They come and tell me about their job. Good job and bad job, high pay and low pay, exciting and boring, some following their dreams some are not, some are building their career some are building their bank counts, some likes it some hates it. While they have their fair share in the working world, I am still dreaming frivolously. Yes I still dream big and crazy if you have heard what I always said. Spaceship, whole city, whole mountain, everything huge. Stupid concept, out of the world idea and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, making it big is just dreaming it, living the life holding to the  job is reality. But can one live without dreams? Are you able to achieve  your dreams at the end of the day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to your dreams? Where have they been? Are you telling me you want to drive a Ferrari at the age of 50s and hit the brakes more than the gas pedal? I do not mean that whatever you are doing now is not great but ask yourself, can you even own a Ferrari at 60s if you are to go on with it? &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*the word 'you' in this context means no one in particular, its free for all*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insanity in sanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just want to let it off my chest. I may have spoken too soon on this but mind you, I am slapping myself with what I wrote as well. I am writing to keep myself sane in this crazy world. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, would you share with me what is your dream? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068159294725147447-2902552276215759866?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/2902552276215759866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=2902552276215759866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/2902552276215759866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/2902552276215759866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-mid-autumn.html' title='Happy Mid Autumn.'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-1658296474541326720</id><published>2010-04-27T15:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T12:42:32.261+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Liberation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its raining and I am listening to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" title="黃小琥-沒那麼簡單"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;沒那麼簡單 on youtube. With the 80's old stand lamp next to me and the very orangish illumination really sets me in the mood to post something in the blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ha ha  lets talk bout the resolutions. Up till so far I can say none of them had shown promising future to be completed by me. An epic failure I have to admit. Nevertheless I am not going to say I am giving them up. Such battle is life long isn't it? Lets give it a good fight until the end of the year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The rain got heavier and wind got stronger but my mood is getting lighter. Its been a week or two my area did not taste the heavy downpour. The hot and stuffiness we are experiencing now really get to my nerves at times. Blame the global warming or blame ourself - the human? I don't know. All I know is whenever I feel sucks for such weather, I will think of other people around the globe. At least there are hundred millions of human without basic necessity and yet I still can enjoy air conditioner, driving around the town, and most important of all filled stomach. Ha ha I am talking nonsense, right? Oh well that's me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A lof things changed this few years. Those who had listened to my rants will have the slightest idea of what I am saying. Coping with it was more tougher than I had thought. Not realising how it changed me in personal or rather how I let it changed me personally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, lets lift the dead weight off my chest. Enjoy life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;P.s - the rain and wind has tamed. I can see brighter day outside. Ha ha ha...time to take a nap before the chill slips away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/6068159294725147447-1658296474541326720?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/1658296474541326720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=1658296474541326720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/1658296474541326720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/1658296474541326720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2010/04/liberation.html' title='Liberation'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-7566542775402731050</id><published>2010-01-05T11:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:48:38.236+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Profanity'/><title type='text'>No more Diao la. Upgrade la Ah Beng.</title><content type='html'>Ka ka ka ka...accidentally came to this website which I think many of us especially the guys will take an interest in it. Make a brief tour to &lt;a href="http://onlineslangdictionary.com/lists/most-vulgar-words/"&gt;The Online Slang Dictionary&lt;/a&gt;. And you will learn or might improve your...., well you know what I mean after you see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Asian like to think them are very good when it come to profanities in English. But the truth is, what I can always hear is direct translation from our own mothertounge of foul words. So sien and yet they think is cool. Really really zhar dou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I suggest all of you English/American-wanna-be, learn those words. You Alabama black snake(s). Ka ka ka ka ka ka...and those who want to curse but don't wish to be understood by other people, you are also adviced to learn a few or more from there. Please no more FxCK FxCK FxCK jor. Also no more mother mother mother la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are generously educated, so act like one even when it comes to vulgarism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly life is all about learning. I am still learning.....profanities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pin1yin1.com/dict/zi/%E8%AF%8D"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068159294725147447-7566542775402731050?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/7566542775402731050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=7566542775402731050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/7566542775402731050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/7566542775402731050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2010/01/no-more-diao-la-upgrade-la-ah-beng.html' title='No more Diao la. Upgrade la Ah Beng.'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-7926412811730305134</id><published>2010-01-02T03:57:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T04:23:17.389+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Resolution'/><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>Let me see what I am up to for this year's resolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Adopt an exercise regimen while I still able to.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Instill more self-disciplinary and self-confidence.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get my ass away from sticking to the computer that much.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically I have added a Resolution Tracker at the sidebar. It is for my own preference only, nothing much. Don't know if I am able to achieve it but should give it my best try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 2010 peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On other notes, I did not do much of entry last year. Ha ha... only 9. That does not even make it to average 1 for each month. So miserable. Ka ka ka ka ka...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068159294725147447-7926412811730305134?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/7926412811730305134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=7926412811730305134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/7926412811730305134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/7926412811730305134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-3612609132436068015</id><published>2009-07-09T01:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T02:25:33.166+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lame'/><title type='text'>Common sense eh?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A picture speaks a thousand words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yea yea, we heard this sentence over and over. From the newspaper, the books or maybe your friend using it when they slap you with a stack of illicit photos of you smooching his/her beloved partner. Tsk tsk tsk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As much as it can, this sentence holds a very high idiomatic expression in one's daily life. But when a little common sense kicks in, you will find the sentence is way out of line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now allow me to explain why I said so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If a picture does speaks a thousand words, then what about a 90 minutes movie of 120 frames per second?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let us do a simple mathematics calculation here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A picture = 1000 words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A movie of 90 minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= 90 mins x 60 secs x 120 fps x 1000 wpf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= 648000000 words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That is 648 millions of words, in case my readers having a little trouble to count the zeroes. Did the casts say that much in a movie? I doubt that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yea people, this is what will happen when common sense contradicts with the world of literature. Like Mrs. Ramani once said, "Common sense is no longer common sense nowadays".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;p.s. - got this while I read a forumer's sig. Found it funny though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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/6068159294725147447-3612609132436068015?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/3612609132436068015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=3612609132436068015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/3612609132436068015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/3612609132436068015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2009/07/common-sense-eh.html' title='Common sense eh?!'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-793001276639964779</id><published>2009-06-30T16:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T17:05:00.354+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivation'/><title type='text'>Baby steps.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The first step is always the hardest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But once you get on your feet, you starts running.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;With a joyful smile carved, you reach your desired destination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So put your best leg forward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068159294725147447-793001276639964779?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/793001276639964779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=793001276639964779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/793001276639964779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/793001276639964779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2009/06/baby-steps.html' title='Baby steps.'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-5661741282538976087</id><published>2009-06-01T19:35:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T03:45:42.667+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hang outs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kohs'/><title type='text'>Bedtime Story.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dear little ones,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Would you like to hear a great adventure of the four great men? Spare me some of your precious time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not so long time ago, there were four brave souls who set out for a journey full with obstacles. They brazen through the off charted paths, hiked towards the sky and streamed down the rough water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Unlike many of the great stories of those great man who goes for a conquest, possessed great wisdom, far sighted and some with the strength of a Hercules. This four young men do not have any particular strong traits. The only way to best describe them is the Chubby Three and Skinny One. But the Creator is not that cruel after all. Among of those four, Skinny One has the greater wisdom than the rest of them and Chubby Seng who can assimilate with nature as he is the infamous Malau Seng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SiwTRu4riQI/AAAAAAAAAKA/PaVx9zFS4Kg/s1600-h/n629983642_1751388_3433914.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SiwTRu4riQI/AAAAAAAAAKA/PaVx9zFS4Kg/s320/n629983642_1751388_3433914.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344668053146405122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;His wisdom puts two of the Chubby Three worship him highly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SiwT609eH0I/AAAAAAAAAKI/23JEOkHpV5Q/s1600-h/4444_86430133642_629983642_1750840_152895_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SiwT609eH0I/AAAAAAAAAKI/23JEOkHpV5Q/s320/4444_86430133642_629983642_1750840_152895_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344668759151746882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Malau Seng showing off his skill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The journey started off with a bump. They came upon a quiet and deserted village which they learnt it should be occupied by a guardian. A guardian that guards the entrance of the forest. As chill goes down the spine, they left the place hastily and leaving a sign behind to tell the world they had been there. But what awaits them in that thick and mystical forest are unbeknown dangers. They walked, they climbed, they moved deeper and deeper to only found they were not on the right track. Some how they missed a crossing and chosen the wrong turn. Leading them nowhere but only to more difficult uphills, their spirit never wither even the exhaustion taking a toll out of their limbs. Even when the light no longer penetrate the dense canopy. Even when they could no longer hear the water streaming the river. They gives each other a look at their eyes, telling among themselves that they are lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SiwUVgrl6LI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/djUexnzZBJ0/s1600-h/4444_86463528642_629983642_1751405_320609_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SiwUVgrl6LI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/djUexnzZBJ0/s320/4444_86463528642_629983642_1751405_320609_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344669217564518578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sun and Yeu. At the back, me. =.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"We have been in here for more than an hour, yet we haven't come to any crossing." said Chubby Seng who had led the pack from the beginning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"I don't think we are lost. We are just travelling the road not taken." Skinny Yeu told the rest that they are not lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Chubby Sun adds in, "We have came so far to turn back. Let us see what is up ahead."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Look, there are markings on the trees. I suppose someone been here before us." signify Chubby Aun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And so they continued and came to a cliff. Beautiful cliff with a waterfall. Their initial plan was to reach the lower part of the waterfall but faith and persistent leads them to a higher ground. After spending a brief moment at the wonderful scenic to rejuvenate the lost energy, they make their moves again. Only this time they never plan to put their feet on the same path they came. To add more colours into their adventure book, they followed the stream and heads for home. They encounter a good number of strong currents, rocky crossing and a beasty sea monster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SiwTRQyXMuI/AAAAAAAAAJw/CVI_KtB7mr4/s1600-h/4444_86466058642_629983642_1751422_1601273_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SiwTRQyXMuI/AAAAAAAAAJw/CVI_KtB7mr4/s320/4444_86466058642_629983642_1751422_1601273_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344668045066842850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Great view behind. Sun, Yeu and Seng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SiwTRMM0qdI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Lkxq22G5qtM/s1600-h/4444_86466068642_629983642_1751423_1893787_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SiwTRMM0qdI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Lkxq22G5qtM/s320/4444_86466068642_629983642_1751423_1893787_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344668043835648466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Marvelous, Peace and Strength.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SiwTQ0Vh5lI/AAAAAAAAAJg/soA2wt2WndY/s1600-h/4444_86475228642_629983642_1751565_2616325_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SiwTQ0Vh5lI/AAAAAAAAAJg/soA2wt2WndY/s320/4444_86475228642_629983642_1751565_2616325_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344668037429716562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Resting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SiwWOp83yeI/AAAAAAAAAKg/lkuRklkRkzk/s1600-h/4444_86476473642_629983642_1751574_5920058_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SiwWOp83yeI/AAAAAAAAAKg/lkuRklkRkzk/s320/4444_86476473642_629983642_1751574_5920058_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344671298817083874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Meditating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SiwWOnI2JQI/AAAAAAAAAKY/jnra1hvwL2E/s1600-h/4444_86480933642_629983642_1751618_5924791_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SiwWOnI2JQI/AAAAAAAAAKY/jnra1hvwL2E/s320/4444_86480933642_629983642_1751618_5924791_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344671298062001410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sea monster a.k.a turtle!! a.k.a frog. (&gt;.&lt;) &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Five years of companionship, back-to-back look outs and a strengthen bond of friendship. They are now back to where they made their vows to journey together. Hearts filled with contentment, this four brave souls head back to their cruel world and starts to live a normal life only to tell their adventure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Fin -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;* A post full with exaggeration and blatant lies. Ke ke ke...syiok sendiri case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/6068159294725147447-5661741282538976087?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/5661741282538976087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=5661741282538976087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/5661741282538976087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/5661741282538976087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2009/06/bedtime-story.html' title='Bedtime Story.'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SiwTRu4riQI/AAAAAAAAAKA/PaVx9zFS4Kg/s72-c/n629983642_1751388_3433914.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-4390570356377187193</id><published>2009-05-22T15:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T03:23:58.094+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kohs'/><title type='text'>Short post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Internship ended 2 weeks ago and now only I blog something about it. Memang kanasai punya attitude. Ha ha...Anyway nothing much to say about it la except boredom from the same routine everyday. Consider myself lucky for the chances to get my hands on things that related to my profession and not being a despatch boy or photostater. And of course, some other things that I learnt through observance and self awakening. LOL that sounds like lebih-lebih.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Enough with the boring internship. Celebrated Chung Seng's birthday last week. Hope the surprise that we planned does really gives him a surprise eh. Ke ke ke...sorry guys for so many changes to the original plan and no time to brief you all on the last minutes plan till some of you doubted that it is not working at all. The idea struck on my tweji brain while I was on my way to fetch Suan Lin and Valerie and thats how late it comes. Ha ha...see even while I am driving I still thinking about it. Anyway I believe those who hid in his room sure did frighten him, right? Photos of that night should be available soon. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068159294725147447-4390570356377187193?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/4390570356377187193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=4390570356377187193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/4390570356377187193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/4390570356377187193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2009/05/short-post.html' title='Short post'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-7004520304177908874</id><published>2009-04-05T17:52:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T03:28:50.554+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hang outs'/><title type='text'>In the past one month.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ho ho ho....went to watch Song Yeu's performance in SGM Galaxy Chamber Orchestra Wind Quintet in Concert 09 - Dawn of Hopes with Suan. Free of charge of course since we know some insider. Ke ke ke...million thanks to Song Yeu for inviting us. Had a great time enjoying the performance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SdiPCETRyXI/AAAAAAAAAIY/l5lfFjELCvo/s1600-h/P3070749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SdiPCETRyXI/AAAAAAAAAIY/l5lfFjELCvo/s320/P3070749.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321160225415350642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Song Yeu with his coolest instrument according to the Lady Emcee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The songs they played are all nice to our ears. Some of them I have heard it before and some I didn't. But to my surprise is that they played some of the Studio Ghibli's pieces. Ha ha really reminds me of those animation and made me feel like want to watch them for another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SdiPCrO3AJI/AAAAAAAAAIg/rS2Wo_kJCss/s1600-h/P3070750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SdiPCrO3AJI/AAAAAAAAAIg/rS2Wo_kJCss/s320/P3070750.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321160235865800850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Both of them were not prepared for the camera. Ka ka ka...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Too bad there are no photo taking or any kind of recording allowed during when they are playing the songs. The lady emcee said it will distract them. Otherwise me and Suan will record it and show how different Song Yeu is when he is playing his clarinet. Man giler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SdiPC0bUOpI/AAAAAAAAAIw/NbX4UF8sICw/s1600-h/P3070752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SdiPC0bUOpI/AAAAAAAAAIw/NbX4UF8sICw/s320/P3070752.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321160238333966994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Me join in with my tahan berak look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That is something almost about a month ago news. As of lately, working is boring as usual la. No high salary/allowance to motivate me mah. Ha ha....but lucky that I am getting used to it. Lesser sweets taken during the working hour to prevent me from dozing off. And trying to get rid the senior-trainee-superior sort of feeling to ease my psychological fear. Trying to find ways to be more effective and productive. How can I make myself better in this line of profession. Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SdiPCrSOx9I/AAAAAAAAAIo/2qDXc_gfe-s/s1600-h/P3070751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SdiPCrSOx9I/AAAAAAAAAIo/2qDXc_gfe-s/s320/P3070751.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321160235879942098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Us after the performance. Great show Prof.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Other than that, I am trying to make my weekends spent better instead of just going out for cybercafe. And by that I don't mean I will stop gaming.. Ha ha...it is more like an attempt to make myself look forward to something during those boring work days. And who knows one day maybe like Sakuragi Hanamichi told Coach Ansai in the few last chapter of Slam Dunk that he found something he belongs to will happen to me. Ha ha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068159294725147447-7004520304177908874?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/7004520304177908874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=7004520304177908874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/7004520304177908874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/7004520304177908874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2009/04/in-past-one-month.html' title='In the past one month.'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SdiPCETRyXI/AAAAAAAAAIY/l5lfFjELCvo/s72-c/P3070749.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-8245392320282711098</id><published>2009-03-01T02:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T02:44:14.425+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Mine is Initial C.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Whoa, so long I did not update my blog. So long till I do not know where to start. Felt so sorry for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Anyway Chinese New Year this year was exceptionally interesting because I get to drive the uphill and downhill all the way. Yea if the usual me in a usual CNY I would be sleeping at the back during the journey but since I got my hands on the steering and my foot on the pedals, I can't doze. That is the highlight and another one is I still have not unpack my angpows yet. Have you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just when the CNY ended for its 15 days long festive mood, I started my internship in a consultancy firm somewhere in the Cheras Business Centre. A programme required by my college to do so for their second year diploma student. It has been two weeks since I first join in. There isn't much to say about it now except I am surprised by the culture and as well the firm itself. Really cannot judge a book by its cover. Sorry for no pictures taken because I am bombarded with work on the second day itself and myself kept asking for it. Ha ha...and I am pretty sure many of you know my n6510i is not able to perform such task. All I can say is that I am quite a lone ranger since I got my own cubicle unlike those in the middle sitting among the crowd without the partition. Plus my back is facing them most of them time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Guess that is all for now. And something for my friends who once in awhile drop by here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;A new discovery of deep sea fish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RM9o4VnfHJU &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Superb funny korean singer on MC's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Touch my Body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G7oGx2dImE8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!! =)&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/6068159294725147447-8245392320282711098?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/8245392320282711098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=8245392320282711098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/8245392320282711098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/8245392320282711098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2009/03/mine-is-initial-c.html' title='Mine is Initial C.'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-908606024941750203</id><published>2009-01-23T03:37:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T05:02:39.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What does a pack of instant noodle tells?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thanks Seng and Dy. Thanks for the visit and also the encouragement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lately was busy with my examination and Chinese New Year preparation. So what do I missed while I getting my hands busy with those? Jhing Sun's party, badminton games with Yuen Han and what else? I do not know perhaps someone can tell me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Something popped up in my mind while I was making myself midnight snack the other day. I were initially burning the midnight oil on the eleventh hour like the usual. I went to cook myself instant noodle, you see. While waiting for the water to boil, I thought to myself, why do I have to put the noodle first then only the seasoning? Was it because of the instruction given? Or it has become a norm among us as a general knowledge since we saw our seniors do so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Curiosity rose to its peak and I tried the other way round. The outcome? No difference. The instant noodle tasted just like an instant noodle should taste. Though the taste is the same but the progress is different. This may seems nothing much but to me it gives an insight that I will lesser contradict myself when I should come to a situation where I need to take different steps to achieve the similar outcome. And who knows the outcome may turn out to be a big bang in a good way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Should you be the minority or majority, its all up to yourself. But being a minority among the majority surely attracts the queer eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy Chinese New Year everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068159294725147447-908606024941750203?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/908606024941750203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=908606024941750203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/908606024941750203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/908606024941750203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-does-pack-of-instant-noodle-tells.html' title='What does a pack of instant noodle tells?'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-3023962719329871925</id><published>2009-01-10T02:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T03:41:12.426+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feeling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>It got me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tonight somehow I feel indifferent. Indifferent in the way that I question myself. Are there dreams too big for one man to chase? When Thomas E. and Alexander G. Bell first put their mind into inventing bulb and telephone, do they actually build castle in the air? So what has made them so steadfast to their belief that their plan will work? And that is even after so many failures they had encountered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No, do not get it wrong. I am not trying to invent something out of nothing. I am nowhere capable of doing so. I am just wondering if my dream is too big for someone like me to achieve it. And no I am not going to spell it out of what is my dream. I am still hesitating about this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Every now and then, I always ask myself what I am going after in my life. Honestly, I could not find an appropriate answer to that. My mind keeps fickle among the choices I gave myself. It is nothing firm and solid at all. Like those movies in the cinema, keep changing for a new one after three or four weeks on screen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Surely that has to be put a stop on it. Otherwise I will keep on deviates from my rightful track. Life is getting meaningless if it goes on like this and in the end I will be useless. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tonight was not the first night for cracking my head on this. I had been waking up thinking about it and same before I go to bed. This is so unlike me. The feeling is so vivid and yet so diffident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Anyway the sky is the limit. And I wish to see it myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068159294725147447-3023962719329871925?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/3023962719329871925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=3023962719329871925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/3023962719329871925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/3023962719329871925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2009/01/it-got-me.html' title='It got me.'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-2224125681241880784</id><published>2009-01-01T22:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T23:14:06.533+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>The figure goes up by one. It is 2009.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It is already 2009. What does it has to offer me? Or what I have in my mind to paint this year into a more colourful one? There is definitely some, I suppose and hope. Song Yeu asked me few times on my new year resolution. I could not answer him on the spot as I didn't put any thoughts in it. Honestly I don't do such things in the past. Maybe I am lack of direction due to my habit of happy-go-lucky. Somehow after witnessed so many things last year, I guess I should have do more preparation for myself in years to come. So here it goes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;To have more passion in everything I am doing or involve,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To learn and equip myself with more new skills.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That should be it. I guess when one puts all his or her heart into something, the outcome should be wonderful. And that is what I am looking for this year. My passion towards everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last year was painted blue. Hopefully this year will be more vibrant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Live as if you were to die tomorrow. Learn as if you were to live forever."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- M. K. Gandhi&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/6068159294725147447-2224125681241880784?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/2224125681241880784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=2224125681241880784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/2224125681241880784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/2224125681241880784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2009/01/figure-goes-up-by-one-it-is-2009.html' title='The figure goes up by one. It is 2009.'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-7012908277663919950</id><published>2008-12-29T00:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T01:32:44.186+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wrap up'/><title type='text'>Another Lane Built. A Memorable One.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Christmas passed quietly this year. At least to myself. Does not really feel the celebration is in the air though. Recession does play a part in this I suppose. Anyway it was Christmas and now it going to be New Year. Like what many people will do, let me look back at what and where I have been and did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Beginning of the year 2008 was not something special to me. Typical Tunku Abdul Rahman College's exam timetable, I had to sit for my papers before the Chinese New Year but I don't make any fuss on it since I get to go back to my home everyday unlike my friends from outstation. The CNY itself was the usual, went back to my dad's hometown and stayed there for a week time. The only special moment I had during the time spent in Cameron was my first and probably last ride on their local bus. Something is about the ride. Reminiscences of Tung Fong 114, my first ride on buses during my childhood. Sweet ride for the Cameron and sweat ride for the Tung Fong. Ha ha...but it is damn nice for both of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Some time in March went for Jay Chou concert in Stadium Merdeka. Free tix from Suan's brother. Well not really a fan of Jay, but attended it to see and experience myself. Saw funny things on how those 'mui mui zhai' fans move and sing along with him. Especially those pair of chubby ones sat in front of me. Chung Seng attended as well, only his seat is better than mine. Not to forget was Kar Wai's birthday party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mid of the year always tell us more outing. More late nights, more laughter, more money spent and more dumb jokes. Oversea Kohs were back for their holidays. That explains all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The China Olympic 2008 bears another meaning to me as well. The rise and fall, the excitement and hopes, the dreams fulfilled and shattered, it makes me like an Olympian as well. Me and my family. Not going to elaborate further on this. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Jyh Gau wore square hat on November 8th. He looks so smart in it. As he always been. Ha ha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There are still lots more to mention if you asked. But how am I able to put up all of those? I am not that good with words, I fear it will be too long and it bore my friends. So I left it to myself for the rest. Memories of 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The year 2008 only left few more days to go. Not much time left but let's makes it a happy time to ends it. God bless everyone that I love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068159294725147447-7012908277663919950?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/7012908277663919950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=7012908277663919950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/7012908277663919950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/7012908277663919950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2008/12/another-lane-built-memorable-one.html' title='Another Lane Built. A Memorable One.'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-6084293421709495981</id><published>2008-12-18T02:05:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T19:03:56.063+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hang outs'/><title type='text'>It comes two weeks later.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ha ha...facebook is quite convenient. People upload photo and tag me in then settled. Need not myself to go through with all the troubles and the connection, waiting for the whole half day to upload few skimpy photos. Let alone those full sizes and high resolution one. Anyway as I promised, photos from the Ad Deum - Charity Dance Performance night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SUlEV8Fk8EI/AAAAAAAAAGY/LG3-TbZXPnk/s1600-h/n604680195_2160981_5166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SUlEV8Fk8EI/AAAAAAAAAGY/LG3-TbZXPnk/s320/n604680195_2160981_5166.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280827181766078530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Taking photo with 'Mimi'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SUlEWDPVK_I/AAAAAAAAAGg/an7wJRk3Uw8/s1600-h/n721506918_1183856_4487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SUlEWDPVK_I/AAAAAAAAAGg/an7wJRk3Uw8/s320/n721506918_1183856_4487.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280827183686036466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yea me and him. Or her. Whichever you prefer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SUlEWi5fGEI/AAAAAAAAAGo/h0ijnGy5JDA/s1600-h/n604680195_2160990_5811.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SUlEWi5fGEI/AAAAAAAAAGo/h0ijnGy5JDA/s320/n604680195_2160990_5811.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280827192184346690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On the stage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SUlEWky-rWI/AAAAAAAAAGw/6Zsi8pjGSSM/s1600-h/n604680195_2160991_6363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SUlEWky-rWI/AAAAAAAAAGw/6Zsi8pjGSSM/s320/n604680195_2160991_6363.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280827192693927266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;With Peay, Kelvin and Suan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SUlMdFD7III/AAAAAAAAAH4/Y7ib_4YOpKE/s1600-h/n604680195_2160992_6902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SUlMdFD7III/AAAAAAAAAH4/Y7ib_4YOpKE/s320/n604680195_2160992_6902.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280836100527169666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wai Yip a.k.a. Yao Ming with two ladies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SUlEW0dBbFI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Yvm1AzBCCYo/s1600-h/n604680195_2161032_1005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SUlEW0dBbFI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Yvm1AzBCCYo/s320/n604680195_2161032_1005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280827196896799826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Peay, Kelvin, Suan, Me and Wai Yip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SUlFQ-J5WcI/AAAAAAAAAHY/vyVrN03uviQ/s1600-h/n604680195_2161033_1761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SUlFQ-J5WcI/AAAAAAAAAHY/vyVrN03uviQ/s320/n604680195_2161033_1761.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280828195933346242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me, the horny director.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SUlFRGccZYI/AAAAAAAAAHg/L8qbiVPrlk4/s1600-h/n604680195_2161034_2629.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SUlFRGccZYI/AAAAAAAAAHg/L8qbiVPrlk4/s320/n604680195_2161034_2629.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280828198158624130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On the look out of hot chicks below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SUlFRQ-Es_I/AAAAAAAAAHo/_PKqNjtFQrU/s1600-h/n604680195_2161037_8956.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SUlFRQ-Es_I/AAAAAAAAAHo/_PKqNjtFQrU/s320/n604680195_2161037_8956.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280828200984032242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Smiles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SUlMdXuhX-I/AAAAAAAAAIA/O4N8I5Cskws/s1600-h/n604680195_2161051_3464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SUlMdXuhX-I/AAAAAAAAAIA/O4N8I5Cskws/s320/n604680195_2161051_3464.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280836105537675234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kelvin, Suan, Peay and Yao Ming on stance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SUlFRbOruUI/AAAAAAAAAHw/GwFEYSkUUNY/s1600-h/n604680195_2161052_4160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SUlFRbOruUI/AAAAAAAAAHw/GwFEYSkUUNY/s320/n604680195_2161052_4160.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280828203738052930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No comment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That was it. Had my fun attending something I never thought I would. Ha ha ha...apologise for taking so long with the photos. Late better than never isn't it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068159294725147447-6084293421709495981?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/6084293421709495981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=6084293421709495981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/6084293421709495981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/6084293421709495981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2008/12/ad-deum-charity-dance-perfomance.html' title='It comes two weeks later.'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SUlEV8Fk8EI/AAAAAAAAAGY/LG3-TbZXPnk/s72-c/n604680195_2160981_5166.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-9181639785539751505</id><published>2008-11-29T02:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T03:00:08.077+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hang outs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Whole day run.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Made a silly mistake on last Saturday. Purchased movie tickets but did not check the details after that. Huge shock to everyone. Ha ha...but followed up with laughter of my silliness. Managed to change it in the nick of time before the desired movie starts. Yea, lucky Yip Seng was there confidently asked me to jump the line and inquire the ticket tenderer. Otherwise, PANIC. The line is so damn long. Mid Valley mah what to do. Hmm...guess that fella do that always. Anyway thanks to him if not there will be lost cost of total RM 55. No photo taken at those moment. Ha ha...was busy catching up or rather listen to Kam Lai's rant on her workplace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Had great fun at night on the same day as well. Attended some contemporary dance show in KLpac. Though I had no idea what are they dancing neither the show's meaning, I learnt that it is for charity. So have to support abit by showing my presence there. Ha ha...tickets are free thanks to Peay. Should attend more such shows but the tix are so pricy. My wallet nowadays rasa so 'sejuk'. Sob sob...Took photos with Kelvin 'Mimi' Kuan, Wai Yip, Suan and of course Peay. Upload when I get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wonder how Seng's side did on that night. Hmm...should be very fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068159294725147447-9181639785539751505?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/9181639785539751505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=9181639785539751505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/9181639785539751505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/9181639785539751505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2008/11/whole-day-run.html' title='Whole day run.'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-8351411141971559800</id><published>2008-11-19T22:49:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T23:34:38.615+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kohs'/><title type='text'>Square Hat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is not something new but it will makes me a new post. So don't say I post up such outdated news as I am not that happening like you all la. Ha ha...this was actually something happened about two weeks ago. Ka ka ka ka...let the photos speak of what had took place on 08/Nov/2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SSQpcZ19JdI/AAAAAAAAAFg/_tiucgP9IPE/s1600-h/PB080880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SSQpcZ19JdI/AAAAAAAAAFg/_tiucgP9IPE/s320/PB080880.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270383031880590802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Kenny Lee 'n' Jyh Gau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SSQpclcOa0I/AAAAAAAAAFo/WkfYAf2Shtk/s1600-h/PB080881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SSQpclcOa0I/AAAAAAAAAFo/WkfYAf2Shtk/s320/PB080881.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270383034993896258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ernest Lee 'n' Jyh Gau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SSQpc9A-y9I/AAAAAAAAAFw/xLZCpnDOmfw/s1600-h/PB080882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SSQpc9A-y9I/AAAAAAAAAFw/xLZCpnDOmfw/s320/PB080882.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270383041322077138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jyh Gau 'n' Valerie Lim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SSQpdIlo8gI/AAAAAAAAAF4/gtLiqgpeANo/s1600-h/PB080883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SSQpdIlo8gI/AAAAAAAAAF4/gtLiqgpeANo/s320/PB080883.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270383044428624386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jhing Sun 'n' Jyh Gau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SSQq6AeRt3I/AAAAAAAAAGI/wQCChmLXonc/s1600-h/PB080884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SSQq6AeRt3I/AAAAAAAAAGI/wQCChmLXonc/s320/PB080884.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270384639978092402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Myself and the man of the day, Jyh Gau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SSQq6dF80pI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/fXB2L3v8gzg/s1600-h/PB080886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SSQq6dF80pI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/fXB2L3v8gzg/s320/PB080886.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270384647660688018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The guys with Jyh Gau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Left to right : Me, Song Yeu, Jyh Gau, Jhing Sun (back), Kenny Lee (front) and Ernest Lee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes, it is our well renowned Vegetable-Lorry-Racer a.k.a. 'Choi' Ceh Sau, Mr Lim Jyh Gau's convocation. Don't you be deceived by the lorry driven by him full with loads when his leg is full on pedal. He is fast, he deliver fresh vegetables in good piece at 180 kph on straight roads and tackle corners at 120 kph with one hand holding carrot. He is the ghost of the dawn that terrifies you with his prowess on the street. Yea he is the man. The first among us, Kohs to graduate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Congratulation, Gau. You have done it. Now you are ermbarking into another phase of life. Wish you all the best in your endeavor. God bless you.&lt;br /&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/6068159294725147447-8351411141971559800?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/8351411141971559800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=8351411141971559800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/8351411141971559800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/8351411141971559800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2008/11/square-hat.html' title='Square Hat'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SSQpcZ19JdI/AAAAAAAAAFg/_tiucgP9IPE/s72-c/PB080880.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-8364245419580010850</id><published>2008-11-01T03:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T04:48:46.038+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interest'/><title type='text'>I love Ghibli.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SQtpazKc5pI/AAAAAAAAAFA/3dUj_HPjih4/s1600-h/Studioghibli.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 146px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SQtpazKc5pI/AAAAAAAAAFA/3dUj_HPjih4/s320/Studioghibli.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263416498644117138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ha ha ha....Studio Ghibli rocks. Love many of their productions. I still remember the first few animation I watched from Ghibli. They etched in my memory for about a decade after I watched it. And now I feels like it was only yesterday matter when I saw the movies again. He he the sweet old days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But do not get me wrong, this is no kiddy stuff. Highly recommended even if you are hitting 30s. And if you ever watch one of their production, Spirited Away that goes into silver screen then you will know what I mean. Their movies are just so inspiring. Have to say better than some of those millions dollar production in term of meaningful. Better than Shrek, better than Monster Inc., better than Ice Age if you want me to compare. Anyhow, if you are less familiar with their works then allow me to name a few for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SQtqAFSdTiI/AAAAAAAAAFI/HQI6AWsSFRg/s1600-h/Nausicaaposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SQtqAFSdTiI/AAAAAAAAAFI/HQI6AWsSFRg/s320/Nausicaaposter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263417139164696098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Nausicaa the Valley of Wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SQtqA68IHcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/69OZJsQ4jE8/s1600-h/Castle_in_the_Sky_%28Movie_Poster%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SQtqA68IHcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/69OZJsQ4jE8/s320/Castle_in_the_Sky_%28Movie_Poster%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263417153566547394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Castle in the Sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SQtqAuls6jI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/NQHhrwgZDGE/s1600-h/My_Neighbor_Totoro_-_Tonari_no_Totoro_%28Movie_Poster%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SQtqAuls6jI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/NQHhrwgZDGE/s320/My_Neighbor_Totoro_-_Tonari_no_Totoro_%28Movie_Poster%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263417150251264562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;My Neighbor Totoro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tadaa. The one that I mentioned were the among the earliest production from Studio Ghibli which I found they are equally good and unique. Be reminded that all the three of them are from the late 80s, so do not grunt if their design and artwork does not suit your taste in this millenium age.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If you have the time and wish something different then why not try this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068159294725147447-8364245419580010850?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/8364245419580010850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=8364245419580010850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/8364245419580010850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/8364245419580010850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-love-ghibli.html' title='I love Ghibli.'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SQtpazKc5pI/AAAAAAAAAFA/3dUj_HPjih4/s72-c/Studioghibli.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-1724779185611963174</id><published>2008-10-30T03:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T04:24:57.713+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>A little bit of this and that.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Such terrible weather. Rained cats and dogs few days ago for weeks then now the sun takes over and does its best. Sitting under the fan, my butt also sweats ar.  Really beh tahan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Was having the normal conversation with Professor a.k.a. DJ Yeu. Was telling him I needed to go to take my bathe. And then this is what his replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: arial;"&gt;Yeu - sucker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: arial;"&gt;Yeu - go drown in the toilet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There I have it from our Professor Yeu. Guess he has a tough day. So it always understandable for us to know his hardship. But... but never that I thought he is able to come up with such idea to drown in the toilet. Such a unique way to commit suicide. Salute him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Get to know many good things happened on one of my friend. Really tumpang gembira but at the same time feel boh song because didn't get invited to witness that moment. Anyway that is your pride man, keep it well. It is all yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Deepavali had passed by. And I am still waiting for murruku. Homemade candy is nice also. Less sweet and less colouring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So does many of the birthdays in October. Happy Belated Birthday everyone. Ha ha ha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068159294725147447-1724779185611963174?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/1724779185611963174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=1724779185611963174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/1724779185611963174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/1724779185611963174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2008/10/little-bit-of-this-and-that.html' title='A little bit of this and that.'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-6037472924700002363</id><published>2008-10-22T02:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T02:41:34.321+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random?'/><title type='text'>Considered Good News Among Bad News.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Argh....has no time to sit down quietly and think of what to blog. Most of the time was just some random thoughts which I deem it unnecessary to blog it out. But oh well, as time pass, all this will jumble up. Only a few will be selected through my data bank. Yea a very limited and slow RAM I have. Or is it ROM? Ahhhh....unimportant stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;First thing up should be my results. Surprise really always come unexpected. Something I expected far worse did not happened but it comes in a opposite way. It is really a very comforting moment when I get to know myself obtained such results after all given to the time that I went through during exactly on my examination periods. So this clean results will always be something I remember or motivation to myself in the future when facing life's hardship. Never subdue to the stress and pressure. Never let the emotion control you. Never give up. Only myself knows the best of what is going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;College has started and I already get myself occupied with assignment on first week. Yea it was intentionally to choose to be the first presenter to which I will have more time for other coursework during the datelines period. Otherwise it will be hectic to rush for the datelines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well besides assignment there are others require my attention too. Am still figuring out and getting more information on it. Hope someone will shed more light on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh forgot to mention. Dad discharged from hospital for about 2 weeks ago. And doing extremely fine at home. I suppose la except the boredom. Should be better than hospital and Mum will not need to travel that much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks. Class later on 12.30pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068159294725147447-6037472924700002363?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/6037472924700002363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=6037472924700002363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/6037472924700002363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/6037472924700002363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2008/10/considered-good-news-among-bad-news.html' title='Considered Good News Among Bad News.'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-127556553121421992</id><published>2008-09-30T15:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T20:02:49.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My short filled holidays.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Whoa in a blink of eyes it is my last week of holiday. Time pass so fast eh. Like gone in 60 seconds that fast. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway college is starting new week but timetable is still not yet out for us. I mean for the School of Technology. Others already posted up in the net. So slow one ar you all technology people. Disgrace betul. Nama saja terrer tapi bukan tangan. Ceh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent my first week of holiday on internship hunting. Ha ha successfully got myself a place in one firm in Cheras Business Centre. It seems to me it is a Chinese firm since I don't see any other race there. But that was just a quick glance in the office. It is not big either personally felt but everything start from bottom isn't it. Lecturer kept telling us big firm is good small firm got less to learn. I am so totally disagree with him actually. Just like how people kept telling me unfair things about TARC. Seriously not that I am siding TARC because I am a student there but because I am there experiencing it. Though it is not that bad as many thought it would be there are still have lots of room for improvement. Getting back on the internship, small firm definitely have their own advantages and I am so going to find it out to prove myself right. Let’s hope I will succeed and tell the story from other sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was my main concern on this semester break. To get myself a place for internship. What else I did? Let's go briefly go through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wira is fixed. The air conditioner is running fine and cold. Ha ha totally in love with it. Heart Denso very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Dissected' my brother's wardrobe. Due to termites infestation the top part has to be cut and thrown. Took us 3 days to reconstruct it and function able. Get to play the electrical saw and witnessed the nature best wood architect's artwork. Ha ha that day I murdered thousand of lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did some gardening and this project is still going on. Ha ha the rain prevented me to further my soil digging and fertilizing the plants. Hey don't think wrongly. I am a civilized young man who uses processed fertilizer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea that's all folks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068159294725147447-127556553121421992?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/127556553121421992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=127556553121421992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/127556553121421992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/127556553121421992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-short-filled-holidays.html' title='My short filled holidays.'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-2896460330483457582</id><published>2008-09-11T03:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T04:41:15.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who would you go to?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; When there is someone for you to rely on, you won't learn,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; When there is someone for you to rely on, you won't change,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; When there is someone for you to rely on, you won't care,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; You won't scare for he is there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Whatever problem pops up, you go to him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Whatever you don't know how to fix, you go to him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Whatever disgust for you to handle, you go to him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; You know he won't say no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; That is the reality. That is how the children nowadays pampered by the love and care from the father. If it is not all then should be almost all of them. And this happens to me as well. Consider me lucky having such knowlegdeable dad to rely on all this time. Though from time to time I help and watch how he fixes things, I realize I learn not enough. Not entirely enough to know what I should do if I face something new that I have yet to encounter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Right now my Proton Wira has so many problems lately. First the alternator's faulty drained my car's battery to its end. Had some trouble before we knew the alternator had reached its end. Feeling not to be left out, the air conditioner system seems asking for something new as well. Hope its not the compressor's fault, otherwise that will be expensive for a new one even the reconditioned spare part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068159294725147447-2896460330483457582?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/2896460330483457582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=2896460330483457582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/2896460330483457582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/2896460330483457582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2008/09/who-would-you-go-to.html' title='Who would you go to?'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-7768353983879732470</id><published>2008-09-09T12:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T13:12:07.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ho ho ho what a screw up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;5am - Told myself to get some rest before continue revising the following chapters since its noon paper and I will have time for that. So I follow my heart and get some rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;7am - Woke up by the first alarm I set. 3 alarms set at 7.00am, 7.15am and 7.20am.  In a blurry state but the mind is already awake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;7.30am - My kaki car pool miss called. Immediately bounced up and think why is he here so early? Check timetable again. Fuck it is AM paper. Not the PM like I thought so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;7.45am - Gets into the car and stoned along the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;8.00am - Reach college with a relaxed feeling. Given up this paper, almost. Sat at the stairs and starts reading the formulas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;9.00am -  Paper officially begun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;11.00am - Paper ends. Walked out the room with a lesson learnt and good grade gone. My friend he said "I study 3 chapters only ar, t*u". And I replied "7 chapters came out 6 chapters and you studied 3 chapters. Me studied 1 chapter to fight this paper."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;He had nothing to say back to me, instead he gave me a laugh. And I laughed together. That is normal. Seriously the dumbest mistake I ever made. Anyway somehow the Kami-sama haven't give up me as much as I do. The questions were simple but it is still wasted. Either fail with flying colours or just a pass for this paper.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This term did badly with the papers. Wonder will they let me resit the paper even if I pass? Hope they will because I definitely will go for it. Ha ha cross my left hand fingers and show my right's middle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Life is funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068159294725147447-7768353983879732470?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/7768353983879732470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=7768353983879732470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/7768353983879732470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/7768353983879732470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2008/09/ho-ho-ho-what-screw-up.html' title='Ho ho ho what a screw up.'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-1164454170190264374</id><published>2008-09-08T16:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T12:29:56.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good weather Bad weather</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The weather seems better for the past week. Can call it as a break time for us to recuperate even if it just a little. All of us just had to get back to our own duties and I assume they are doing well with it except me. I mean my exams. There pressure was not from the exams itself. Not that tough paper to tackle but I am putting more pressure on myself. Not that kind of me who would handle it with a jaunty mood during the normal days. Well of course I still appear to be lively and cheerful to them since that is what I do best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Time is really running out for us. Take an example like I should be revising instead of blogging. Not that I can concentrate at this hour anyway. So therefore according to the Morale stories and principles that Yeu told me, I guess I am doing something right. There is more points for me to be happy to blog than study right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway the weather is always fine before the tsunami hits the shore. Something we expecting it but of course hoping for the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068159294725147447-1164454170190264374?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/1164454170190264374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=1164454170190264374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/1164454170190264374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/1164454170190264374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2008/09/good-weather-bad-weather.html' title='Good weather Bad weather'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-4100949804017026114</id><published>2008-08-25T00:30:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T16:59:11.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The positive Me. Opportunity.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It will not makes us die for sure. It will never be. Never be the end for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Truly they are so influential and strong in many ways. Able to solve all this big cases in such a short and pressured time is not an easy task, especially when the things have gone so bad. Awfully bad if I have to stress it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I have tried to view this from another perspective and I am quite likely to accept this like I have already been. Not that I am deceiving myself to get over it, instead I am being positive like I used to and in looking for more reasons to support it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This whole incident is an opportunity. An opportunity which has bring us closer. A lot closer than the past. Never had so much time spent together. Taking care the needs and feeds. In the end of the day, it unites us to generate a stronger bond. Back to back to face the worst outcome from all directions. It can be quite terrifying to hear all those. But this will be a valuable time for us to grow up. I don't know the rest but surely I will appreciate what had been done and what has been doing. Though it sounds very strangely but to me, it happens at a good timing as before it is too late to shape me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There was once I told myself I needed few outside factors to push myself higher or to change the unwanted attitude in me. Precisely 3 of them that I given it some thought. Right now 2/3 of the possible factors have already taken place. The last one of course I don't wish it to happen. Something I don't wish to see before myself shows some good achievement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068159294725147447-4100949804017026114?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/4100949804017026114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=4100949804017026114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/4100949804017026114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/4100949804017026114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2008/08/positive-me-opportunity.html' title='The positive Me. Opportunity.'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-4435629249339816794</id><published>2008-08-21T22:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T01:09:59.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This ain't the end.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What a major turnover. Something I had in my mind not near yet not a long time ago  which I highly doubt it will ever happened. It doesn't come unexpectedly to me though, since I got curious on this matter but at that time I just could not get the answer of it and by the action, I were left assured. So I left it where I stopped thinking about it. Maybe the sense of curiosity didn't strike me hard to give it another thought. At this moment should I scare or should I don't care? This two definitely not the options in my hand now. I shall not fear and I shall take this matter into my heart just like everyone of us did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Strangest thing is I do not fear for it up till now. Somehow I appeared calmer than I thought the moment I hear the news. Perhaps I am not able to weigh how catastrophic is it. I don't see far enough like all of you do. Perhaps I am still the kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Perhaps I am not experiencing what you all had to face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068159294725147447-4435629249339816794?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/4435629249339816794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=4435629249339816794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/4435629249339816794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/4435629249339816794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-aint-end.html' title='This ain&apos;t the end.'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-6225418583534619552</id><published>2008-08-15T12:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T03:58:05.465+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='habit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kohs'/><title type='text'>Uh oh...</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I feel blogging like talking to myself. How weird. As my fingers run through on this dusty and dirty keyboard on mine, my mouth will follow each and every word that I gonna hit it out. Ho ho ho....( I even mimic the laughter, -.-" )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway don't care much la right, not that this habit of mine offends anyone but surely mustn't let my family knows this. They will think I have gone nuts. Positively thinking, this habit got its benefit geh, which is you don't need to stress up yourself by keeping it inside. Not everyone have their confidant and also the mood to tell geh. Don't get over syok with this though otherwise problem arise. Psychologist's fee can be expensive. Should be la, I haven't try it before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, the new player I embeded is quite good. Tested it for few days. Not sissy type, not fussy type and not messy type, just the one that I like it. Classy. Creating a playlist is quite a headache but after get used to it, it is just like ABC. There ain't much Chinese songs in their library, dominated by the Western. Still I manage to include few from Jacky Cheung and Faye Wong. Both also my favourite. He he the more that I look at it, the more I feel it suits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next is some old photos. Ke ke ke...pity this fella that I manage to 'steal' from his Multiply. Not sure the account is still there or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKctF-KmTXI/AAAAAAAAADg/HBejZsFCLlM/s1600-h/Girlish+lip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKctF-KmTXI/AAAAAAAAADg/HBejZsFCLlM/s320/Girlish+lip.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235202672451538290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The caption he gave himself - 'Girlish Lip'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKctGCzZ68I/AAAAAAAAADo/lpJ1Act2xz0/s1600-h/Takeshi+kanesero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKctGCzZ68I/AAAAAAAAADo/lpJ1Act2xz0/s320/Takeshi+kanesero.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235202673696435138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;T. Kaneshiro wor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha..dear Wai, if you see this don't sue kau me wei. I am promoting you. This LENG ZHAI here, I have known him since Primary 2 or 3 in tuition centre S.I.R.. Quite close to him back then since both of us are also SMART boy. Ha ha...then we 'broke up' during Primary 5. My fault for leaving you without telling. Like many of those animation story, I was too innoncent and didn't get the chance to tell you. Fate brought us back in year 2000. MBSSKL. The rest is the sweet memories share by everyone of us, Kohs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068159294725147447-6225418583534619552?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/6225418583534619552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=6225418583534619552' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/6225418583534619552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/6225418583534619552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2008/08/sometimes-i-feel-blogging-like-talking.html' title='Uh oh...'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKctF-KmTXI/AAAAAAAAADg/HBejZsFCLlM/s72-c/Girlish+lip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-8100209651454546423</id><published>2008-08-11T01:18:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T04:01:43.892+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kohs'/><title type='text'>The night is still young...for us.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Genting High. on 03/08. Celebrate Yeu's 21st birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SJ8lHmUIEZI/AAAAAAAAACc/DcF7xuMlJho/s1600-h/DSC01338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SJ8lHmUIEZI/AAAAAAAAACc/DcF7xuMlJho/s320/DSC01338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232942104502079890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nobody teman me watch Bollywood movies. Sobs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SJ8japNAnII/AAAAAAAAABk/S92cVnB-sP0/s1600-h/DSC01339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SJ8japNAnII/AAAAAAAAABk/S92cVnB-sP0/s320/DSC01339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232940232671796354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't know the way to the south. Yooor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SJ8ja7fmh7I/AAAAAAAAABs/bLNDsXONRqI/s1600-h/DSC01340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SJ8ja7fmh7I/AAAAAAAAABs/bLNDsXONRqI/s320/DSC01340.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232940237581617074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can't attend Olympic. Gonna miss everything there in China. Haihz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SJ8ja5rBPgI/AAAAAAAAAB0/0tQZHuQqwDE/s1600-h/DSC01341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SJ8ja5rBPgI/AAAAAAAAAB0/0tQZHuQqwDE/s320/DSC01341.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232940237092634114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Uh leaving soon, I miss the 'bed'. Sighs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SJ8jbCGbLbI/AAAAAAAAAB8/io0PBJZmwRo/s1600-h/DSC01342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SJ8jbCGbLbI/AAAAAAAAAB8/io0PBJZmwRo/s320/DSC01342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232940239355063730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WHAT?? This is my emo face. EMO-ed. -.-" CEEEEEEEKIK you baru tau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SJ8kBPu_GOI/AAAAAAAAACE/RqQZ0JJzqxg/s1600-h/DSC01343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SJ8kBPu_GOI/AAAAAAAAACE/RqQZ0JJzqxg/s320/DSC01343.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232940895849879778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When I emo I kiss chicken's. McChicken's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SJ8kBFf6OsI/AAAAAAAAACM/Dzlgv8KOqEk/s1600-h/DSC01346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SJ8kBFf6OsI/AAAAAAAAACM/Dzlgv8KOqEk/s320/DSC01346.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232940893102291650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where is my gal tonight? huh huh huh. I am taiko tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SJ8kBWmHePI/AAAAAAAAACU/_88txDIjSdk/s1600-h/DSC01347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SJ8kBWmHePI/AAAAAAAAACU/_88txDIjSdk/s320/DSC01347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232940897691728114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hocus pocus let me focus. Which one to choose leh? Sienz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not long after we had our emo faced taken, we went out for more photo taking session. Yeu's wish was granted there and that makes everyone of us so jealous of him that night. Issh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SJ8r6Km2ssI/AAAAAAAAACk/0Wuq6Hc1jr0/s1600-h/DSC01389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SJ8r6Km2ssI/AAAAAAAAACk/0Wuq6Hc1jr0/s320/DSC01389.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232949570307535554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yay, pretty gal take photo with me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;More photos taken while hanging out there. Let me highlight some of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SJ8r6d8e2EI/AAAAAAAAACs/eWRMpDiv3e4/s1600-h/DSC01380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SJ8r6d8e2EI/AAAAAAAAACs/eWRMpDiv3e4/s320/DSC01380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232949575498520642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Serious face, checked. Buttons up, checked. Tug in shirt, checked. Show a love sign on your lower private part, err only Seng checked with a hamsap smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SJ8tyUJoOTI/AAAAAAAAAC0/VtN688Zu-Kw/s1600-h/DSC01395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SJ8tyUJoOTI/AAAAAAAAAC0/VtN688Zu-Kw/s320/DSC01395.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232951634453608754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Helping our friend, Yee to promote Olympus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SJ8tyvmi--I/AAAAAAAAAC8/uw6uz-G5N_Q/s1600-h/DSC01403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SJ8tyvmi--I/AAAAAAAAAC8/uw6uz-G5N_Q/s320/DSC01403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232951641822657506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Rahsia bocor. That is what happened when we are too stressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a pity that Jin, Lin and Wai could not join us on that night. Otherwise I believe the night will be much younger. Ha ha...hope there will be more fun fun trip like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068159294725147447-8100209651454546423?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/8100209651454546423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=8100209651454546423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/8100209651454546423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/8100209651454546423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2008/08/night-is-still-youngfor-us.html' title='The night is still young...for us.'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SJ8lHmUIEZI/AAAAAAAAACc/DcF7xuMlJho/s72-c/DSC01338.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-4519868254557245891</id><published>2008-08-06T18:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T18:30:50.729+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Today supposely I told myself to study since examination is around the corner but in the morning with my eldest brother, we sent my dad back to his office for awhile. From here to Rasa is not near at all, further than Putrajaya I think since the Selayang highway's condition is nowhere looks better than the one heading to Putrajaya. Anyway we go using old road through Ulu Yam, only when we came back use Selayang. So reach home I continued my sleep and there goes my half day gone into sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad has been sick for the past few weeks. Looking at his getting thinner and thinner body hurts me. I still remember how muscular he was. I am not joking, he is like many other who born around independence time will have a stronger built body compare to youngster nowadays. Guess this shows the sign for him to go slower at this age and smoke lesser. Talk about smoke, he did not have one since he starts to get sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum must be constantly worry about him. She gets angry too because of my dad's stubborness for not eating for much. A meal is very important to a patient you see. I guess my dad lost his appetite and things like that la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...not much to blog la. Not in mood anyway. But life still goes on no matter what happens around you. So see la...&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/6068159294725147447-4519868254557245891?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/4519868254557245891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=4519868254557245891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/4519868254557245891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/4519868254557245891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2008/08/today-supposely-i-told-myself-to-study.html' title=''/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-2493391923968974924</id><published>2008-07-28T19:53:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:39:15.901+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Late Nights on Movies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Added a chat widget into this blog. Ha ha not a simple process but able to get it done without any hair loss. Had a not-so-hard time on choosing between Chatbox and this ShoutMix by comparing the features they give the users. Chatbox's is not that elaborative so it does not tell me things that I want to know. Though I might not understand a thing they are decrisbing but personally I feel ShoutMix will be a better choice compare to Chatbox. Actually what they had to offer is very much the same. Like Digi versus Maxis. The basic is the same but the premium is different. Of course mine is not the premium, I do not have such extra pocket money to spend USD 2 a month for this. In the future I do not know la, maybe I will be generous enough to upgrade it to premium leh. Mana tau kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for last week, I watched two nice movies on Astro. Personally felt so jangan anda tembak saya jikalau anda rasa it does not worth your time. The first is Gracie's Choice on Hallmark channel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SI24CTCFXZI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iPYXhewXKq0/s1600-h/Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SI24CTCFXZI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iPYXhewXKq0/s320/Poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228037092055276946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The lead actress is quite cute. The mum is pretty too. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The story is simple. Broken family with a mother who is a drug abuser. Siblings with different dads. And the siblings are always on the run because of the mother not being a mother. Being 16 years old, the eldest of five and do not wish to be parted with her sister and brothers, Gracie goes all the way on court to get the child custody of her siblings from her useless mother. A very typical type of bad-lucks-follow-all-the-way proving the court she able to balance her siblings and her studies. But it is meaningful la. Meaningful macam The Pursuit of &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt;ness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SI27hrlvBDI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5Oc7rv3Wt2k/s1600-h/pursuit-of-happyness1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SI27hrlvBDI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5Oc7rv3Wt2k/s320/pursuit-of-happyness1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228040929758086194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This is meaningful also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second movie was Rocky Balboa on HBO. The fourth of course. The one Rocky steps out from retirement into the ring for the last match. This story sounded like a dead man's wish. My brother felt that it is boring so he went away after watching halfway. Not to me though for it is talking doing what someone wish so much to do and he miss it especially after the death of his wife, in the movie la of course. Not everyone is lucky and brave enough to do what they really wish to do leh. We the poor ones are restricted in so many ways from doing it. Do not think negatively kie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SI3FooT1TKI/AAAAAAAAABE/MrnLnAl5PCs/s1600-h/rocky-balboa-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SI3FooT1TKI/AAAAAAAAABE/MrnLnAl5PCs/s320/rocky-balboa-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228052044253056162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Okie la you are the champ la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That's all folks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068159294725147447-2493391923968974924?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/2493391923968974924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=2493391923968974924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/2493391923968974924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/2493391923968974924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2008/07/added-chat-widget-into-this-blog.html' title='Late Nights on Movies.'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SI24CTCFXZI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iPYXhewXKq0/s72-c/Poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-5801675442000098994</id><published>2008-07-27T14:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T15:59:19.678+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><title type='text'>What to put?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Keane - Somewhere Only We Know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I walked across an empty land,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I knew the pathway like the back of my hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I felt the earth beneath my feet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Sat by the river and it made me complete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I'm getting old and I need something to rely on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; So tell me when you're gonna let me in,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I came across a fallen elm tree,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I felt the branches; are they looking at me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Is this the place we used to love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Is this the place that I've been dreaming of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I'm getting old and I need something to rely on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; So tell me when you're gonna let me in,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; So if you have a minute why don't we go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Talk about it somewhere only we know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; This could be the end of everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; So why don't we go, somewhere only we know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Somewhere only we know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I'm getting old and I need something to rely on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; So, tell me when you gonna let me in,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And if you have a minute why don't we go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Talk about it somewhere only we know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; This could be the end of everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; So why don't we go, so why don't we go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Hmmm yeahh, ooohhh, oh oh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; This could be the end of everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; So why don't we go, somewhere only we know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Somewhere only we know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Somewhere only we know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe never thought of myself would be doing this. Copy a lyric and paste it here, so as consider it a post. All the time I feel people who are doing this is so unprofessional for blogging. I mean they lack of the enthusiasm of doing it properly.  That is what I felt la, do not bang me just because of how my inner world turns if you feel offended. Now my turn pulak being not professional, but I am too lazy and I ain't professional what so nevermind la. Anyway I like this song.&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/6068159294725147447-5801675442000098994?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/5801675442000098994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=5801675442000098994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/5801675442000098994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/5801675442000098994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-to-put.html' title='What to put?'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-6771951386379832388</id><published>2008-07-24T00:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T03:15:24.503+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interest'/><title type='text'>Wtf la?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Deng, what is wrong with this blogspot la. I asked for Arial only font type but they keep giving me a mixed of Times New Roman, Lucida grande and Arial in my previous post. All I did was a little change to it only, why torture me for 15 minutes until I have to resort by editing the Html. Lucky I am smart to understand the simple Html. Kekekeke...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I now understand the satisfaction of an author completing his book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; It is interesting to see how those characters in your mind being brought out into this world. Of course most of them it is fictional characters, unless the story is based on real life. I prefer fictional though if I am the author. Ha ha...what a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooking is fun too. Especially when you see those happy face if you are a good cooker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what is not fun? That is not being happy all the time lo. Kid mah...sure like to stay happy one. So people every time you all see me must give me a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;GRIN&lt;/span&gt;. I surely will &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;GRIN&lt;/span&gt; back at you as my 'Hello!'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Seriously what the fuck...for the need from me to change the font of mixed one again on this new post. I mean 'Hey it is a ______ new post la" why treat a newbie like me so cruel leh.&lt;/span&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/6068159294725147447-6771951386379832388?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/6771951386379832388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=6771951386379832388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/6771951386379832388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/6771951386379832388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2008/07/wtf-la.html' title='Wtf la?'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-1232047250104106454</id><published>2008-07-21T01:55:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:39:16.097+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hang outs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Movie, Foos and Gaming.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Batman: The Dark Knight. Wah hear the title pun already syok. One of the most anticipated movie, I think la. Went to watch it with good companions; Andy, Hong Jin and Tee Cheng, Yit Jern, Yung Yee, Suan and Grace, lagi syok. Watched it in The Gardens' GSC Signature because MV is out of seats, extra syokness added in. Now, being able to fall asleep for 10 to 15 minutes near the ending, that is what I call superb syok. You see, all the elements for a superb time were there; great movie, first time experience in Signature and most of all great people. But as the environment was too comfortable I could not stop myself to have a short visit to the slumber land. With only 2 hours sleep I had before I starts my day, my mind could no longer stay sober in war with fatigue at that time. Anyway that short nap was definitely worth it. It is quality time not quantity. It rejuvenated me for the rest of the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SIdYj5ZFCUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/G-unEZchAps/s1600-h/dark_knight_joker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SIdYj5ZFCUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/G-unEZchAps/s320/dark_knight_joker.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226243266311424322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why so serious?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:usefelayout/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:38481807-CA0E-42D2-BF39-B33AF135CC4D" id="ieooui"&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;style&gt; st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face  {font-family:SimSun;  panose-1:2 1 6 0 3 1 1 1 1 1;  mso-font-alt:宋体;  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:"\@SimSun";  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;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:SimSun;} @page Section1  {size:612.0pt 792.0pt;  margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt;  mso-header-margin:35.4pt;  mso-footer-margin:35.4pt;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} -&lt;/style--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After the movie, went back to MV to play free foosball. Apparently Lancôme was having promotion on the hall way. They challenge anyone to score a goal against them to win some free gift. But of course we were not going for the free gift but fun for the free game. So Jin started it and won then followed by Jern and then me. Sadly enough two of us did not win although we did score because when we approach that Authorized Person (that is what his tag states); he told us we had to score 5 goals actually contradicting with what is on that the ad board. So Jin won by 5 goals against him and so as Yee who kind of tarpau-ed he at the beginning, Yee leads by 4-0. I wonder if anyone of us noticed this, that AP was full of sweat after the match with Jin. He must have felt Jin's keagungan. Deadly as the sniper shot at point blank and oppressing like a 200 paun sitting on him. WOAH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That was basically the highlights of the day la. The highlights for the night was 3 hours + gaming in Sg Long with Jern, Yee and Yeu on stupid games. &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The day ended at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;st1:time minute="0" hour="3"&gt;3am&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; reaching home for me. Ouh, so exhausted I slept till &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;st1:time minute="0" hour="16"&gt;4pm&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; on Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068159294725147447-1232047250104106454?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/1232047250104106454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=1232047250104106454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/1232047250104106454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/1232047250104106454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2008/07/fun-day.html' title='Movie, Foos and Gaming.'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SIdYj5ZFCUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/G-unEZchAps/s72-c/dark_knight_joker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068159294725147447.post-998963499963868755</id><published>2008-07-18T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T10:11:24.496+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ulcer'/><title type='text'>War with Ulcer. Epi One.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This is stupid. I create a blog because of this stupid ulcer on my tongue. Yes people, it is on my tongue, now imagine that. Yoooooor I even name it as part of my blog's address. How uncool is this. Muka hand hand some some gets ulcer. Really spoil my mood big time. I remember last time when I started to wear braces at the age of 12 until the age of 15. Those were the times where I experienced 'mouthful' of ulcers. That explains why during Form 3 I was so quiet in the class ( sesiapa kawan yang same class with me that year knows that I am super quiet during classes before recess ). Not that I have trauma with this ulcer but somehow out of so many things, this little one really can get to my nerve. Perhaps I am more talkative nowadays. I use words to express myself more during the day. And I like argument as in healthy argument. Now I cannot eat happily cannot sleep soundly cannot study properly cannot swallow my saliva without hurting my tongue cannot bang my kawan cannot sing when i m showering cannot yawn big big cannot cannot cannot cannot cannot so many cannot. Shit with all this cannot. This ulcer is putting restriction to my life. Bullshit with em. Baaaaahhhh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets us say TAK NAK to ulcer!!! Let me hear them. Let us rally on anti ulcer.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068159294725147447-998963499963868755?l=dearkami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/feeds/998963499963868755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6068159294725147447&amp;postID=998963499963868755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/998963499963868755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068159294725147447/posts/default/998963499963868755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearkami.blogspot.com/2008/07/war-with-ulcer-epi-one.html' title='War with Ulcer. Epi One.'/><author><name>oja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3MWOHEKV3U/SKUJnMDy_4I/AAAAAAAAADI/4vFQo8qy7mc/S220/DSC01394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
