<?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-7431471131714230110</id><updated>2012-02-02T13:48:33.847+08:00</updated><category term='top 10'/><category term='sport'/><category term='travel'/><category term='memories'/><category term='academic'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>Snip from My Life</title><subtitle type='html'>Let us endeavor so to live that when we come to die even the undertaker will be sorry.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-1096880558570957149</id><published>2012-02-02T13:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T13:48:33.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mic Check.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Halu haluu… My last post was 5 month ago? Wahaha.. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Macam-macam sampah dah bersepah kat blog aku yang tak seberapa ni. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Aku malas nak tulis in Engrish sebab aku malas. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Rasa cam nak tutup je blog ni sebenarnya sebab my life is not that interesting or penuh dengan drama dah. *Oops ter-Engrish pulak..*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;To summarize from 5 month ago, my work life is stable now although now aku dah pandai melawan cakap supervisor kalau aku rasa argument mereka amat lah invalid. Kalau dulu, ikut aje.. Sekarang persetankan semua itu. Selagi aku buat kerja aku, they can’t do anything.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Reason to tutup blog pon because I can’t commit to writing blog when I work, and if I am at home, there’s practically nothing to write about. Hahaha..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Nanti la. Kalau rasa cam hidup menarik bukak la kot blog baru. Tengah memerah idea utk dimasukkan dlm blog aku yang kaler cam dinding tak cuci 15 tahun.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-1096880558570957149?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1096880558570957149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=1096880558570957149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/1096880558570957149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/1096880558570957149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2012/02/mic-check.html' title='Mic Check.'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-3753266256517340809</id><published>2011-08-16T21:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T21:37:27.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the state of confusion</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This is all words, just a reminder.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;What have I done to deserve as a person in this situation?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Am I not deserved eternal happiness throughout my life?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Why am I just a substitute? A substitute to your boyfriend who was not there for you. For weeks. And I listen to all your problems, your cries, your sadness. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And suddenly, when your boyfriend come back, you leave me like I’m a pile of shit? WHY? What have I done to you to deserve such treatment?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Really pisses me off right now. For months I’ve told you about not to talk about him. And yet you just know how to fuck up my life. And for once, you never say that you’re sorry. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I now really hate to be a listener. Thanks to you. Because I don’t know what good can come out for me. I know that I can’t expect something in return but hey, everyone needs something.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But YOU. My feelings toward you now: PISS OFF!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-3753266256517340809?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3753266256517340809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=3753266256517340809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/3753266256517340809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/3753266256517340809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2011/08/in-state-of-confusion.html' title='In the state of confusion'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-9033921946012969611</id><published>2011-07-05T02:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T02:34:53.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Running Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-jJ0I1_G1cs4/ThIHxVNqBHI/AAAAAAAAAUM/XFIrRT4J2Ko/s1600-h/RunningMan%25255B11%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="RunningMan" border="0" alt="RunningMan" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-4F6sNX7IOuU/ThIHzAuZWWI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/1-Frhud4gAc/RunningMan_thumb%25255B9%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="211" height="153" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;런닝맨 is the best variety shows I’ve ever seen.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In term of mini games, the chasing game, 1 vs all members, the members and guest stars. It’s all make up into a good show.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Back at Changi Village, I managed to download at least 2 episodes in one day.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now, I can hardly manage to download even one per day.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;I MISS &lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;FAST INTERNET!&lt;/font&gt; I MISS &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;CHANGI VILLAGE HOTEL MORE!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;For info on Running Man, click &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Running_Man_(TV_series)"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-9033921946012969611?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/9033921946012969611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=9033921946012969611' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/9033921946012969611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/9033921946012969611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2011/07/running-man.html' title='Running Man'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-4F6sNX7IOuU/ThIHzAuZWWI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/1-Frhud4gAc/s72-c/RunningMan_thumb%25255B9%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-4922992541986171702</id><published>2011-07-02T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T15:32:25.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hotness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1TT5IGny4Fk/Tg7JiKmA5fI/AAAAAAAAAUI/jlIjaIA0uYk/s1600/ReigningQueenHwangMiHeeBlackOffShoulderTop_023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1TT5IGny4Fk/Tg7JiKmA5fI/AAAAAAAAAUI/jlIjaIA0uYk/s320/ReigningQueenHwangMiHeeBlackOffShoulderTop_023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hotness Level : 200%&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-4922992541986171702?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4922992541986171702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=4922992541986171702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/4922992541986171702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/4922992541986171702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2011/07/hotness.html' title='Hotness'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1TT5IGny4Fk/Tg7JiKmA5fI/AAAAAAAAAUI/jlIjaIA0uYk/s72-c/ReigningQueenHwangMiHeeBlackOffShoulderTop_023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-5553546485277054651</id><published>2011-06-28T23:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T23:43:43.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I’ll Miss</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Just one day after leaving Changi, I miss being there already.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The warmth of people really wants me to have a life there.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Changi Village Hotel also provide the best accommodation for me and others during our three-week stays. They treated us like kings.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I miss Singaporean’s drivers who stopped everytime there are people on the zebra-crossing. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I miss Arab Street&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I miss Marina Bay Sands&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I miss Botak’s&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I miss 89.7 Supper Club&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I miss the buffet food in the hotel&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;No more “Seafood on Ice” ,&amp;#160; “Honey-Baked Chicken with Longan”, “Hash Brown”, “Ice-cream” everyday, “Fish Fillet”, “Mutton Chop”, “Beef Steak”, “Sauté Broccoli”, “Apple, Blueberry, and Banana Crumbles”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lists above is the everyday eating-list on the buffet dinner. Haha.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But apart from all that,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;I &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;MISS&lt;/font&gt; SOPHIE, VICKY AND ELISABETH!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-left-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-sadsmile" alt="Sad smile" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-V0wWlniRYPA/Tgn2rIzYMOI/AAAAAAAAAT8/wCpj9XW4tmY/wlEmoticon-sadsmile%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Must go there again and hope for the best! LOL &lt;img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-left-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-winkingsmile" alt="Winking smile" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-nm7XI7c6qjw/Tgn2reIzM_I/AAAAAAAAAUA/zsTuj4RzmOE/wlEmoticon-winkingsmile%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-5553546485277054651?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5553546485277054651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=5553546485277054651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/5553546485277054651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/5553546485277054651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2011/06/things-ill-miss.html' title='Things I’ll Miss'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-V0wWlniRYPA/Tgn2rIzYMOI/AAAAAAAAAT8/wCpj9XW4tmY/s72-c/wlEmoticon-sadsmile%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-1243328998128663242</id><published>2011-04-28T04:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T04:40:00.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TIWAW 1!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hello, it’s me again. There’s so much to blog but the only time and mood I have as of now is to write review of movies. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;What’s &lt;strong&gt;TIWAW &lt;/strong&gt;you asked?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;TIWAW stands for : &lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;hings &lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;W&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;atched &lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;nd Want to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;W&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;rite&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This segment will definitely flowing as there are a lot of movies and series I watched. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;To proceed…. Take a look at the first ever TIWAW!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/Tbh_HOtIj3I/AAAAAAAAAT0/_S3jothm37c/s1600-h/no_strings_attached%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="no_strings_attached" border="0" alt="no_strings_attached" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/Tbh_H8Sf69I/AAAAAAAAAT4/zh11noeY8Mc/no_strings_attached_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="248" height="355" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ratings : 79/100&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I am really biased and generous here because I’m a really huge fan of Ashton Kutcher and Natalie Portman so yeah, sue me!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Why 79? Why not 99?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;As expected from romantic comedy genre, not much plot or conflict between the two lead roles while the movie is a straightforward and audience can really expect what will be the ending. BLUERGH! Addition to that, the plot seem jumpy from one to the other but we don’t really care about it too much, do we? &lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;*and I still bother writing to bunch of strangers but hey, it’s my blog!*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;However, I love how Natalie Portman acts the character. She can be a bitch whom I really love, and be lovey-dovey, whom I really love as well.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This movie is really suitable for anyone who can stand the excessive usage of profanity, sex etc.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well, that’s it for now from &lt;font size="4" face="Gill Sans Ultra Bold"&gt;TIWAW! &lt;font size="2" face="Georgia"&gt;Hahahaha!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-1243328998128663242?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1243328998128663242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=1243328998128663242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/1243328998128663242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/1243328998128663242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2011/04/tiwaw-1.html' title='TIWAW 1!'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/Tbh_H8Sf69I/AAAAAAAAAT4/zh11noeY8Mc/s72-c/no_strings_attached_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-5233446884953053898</id><published>2011-04-18T01:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T01:18:07.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I’ve Learn a new WORD!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E.bo.ué [ adj., v., ebwA´ ]&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;-adjective &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1. Stupid or clueless boy: &lt;em&gt;&amp;quot;Hey! You're an Eboué&amp;quot;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;-verb &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1. Terrible football player, esp. defending on the last minute: &lt;em&gt;&amp;quot;If you ebouéd like yesterday's game, you cannot play football with us anymore.&amp;quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;RAGE!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-5233446884953053898?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5233446884953053898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=5233446884953053898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/5233446884953053898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/5233446884953053898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2011/04/ive-learn-new-word.html' title='I’ve Learn a new WORD!'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-7072438250234252746</id><published>2011-04-04T02:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T02:07:29.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;안녕하새요 여러븐!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello, everyone!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Annyeonghasaeyo yeoreobeun!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It’s been a long time since I blog. Well, 2 months flew by quite fast.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’ve done nothing except for listening to podcast and reading pdf files of TTMIK.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;What’s TTMIK?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It’s an acronym for Talk To Me In Korean. To put it simply, it’s a Korean language lesson site.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In my opinion,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;한국어는 정말 재미있어요!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Korean Language is fun!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It’s seem hard at first, but you’ll easily get the hang of it with the help of the wonderful teachers there, namely Kyeoungeun Choi and Hyunwoo Sun. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://talktomeinkorean.com"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="logo" border="0" alt="logo" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/TZi3YLcvv6I/AAAAAAAAATo/3wj_ppLvq0k/logo%5B7%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="287" height="116" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well, I think this is the way I can promote people to continue learning and enjoy every bit of the learning journey and process.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Till then, everyone!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;안녕히 계세오!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;P/S: I hope that I can get a t-shirt from TTMIK for free! ^^ ㄱㄱㄱ&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;just kidding! ^^&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-7072438250234252746?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7072438250234252746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=7072438250234252746' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/7072438250234252746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/7072438250234252746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2011/04/hello-again.html' title='Hello again!'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/TZi3YLcvv6I/AAAAAAAAATo/3wj_ppLvq0k/s72-c/logo%5B7%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-9036520447501978766</id><published>2011-02-27T02:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T02:24:45.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why (왜)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I don’t know that looking and finding jobs are this hard.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Especially in geology sector. Most of the vacancies and small companies want graduates with experiences. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I want to apply for government jobs but the website is so weird, tak berani nak apply.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2 companies dah reject my application and that’s alright, at least I’ve known the verdict. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Yang tak direply yang buat aku jadi anxious. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;’’&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Huh hah. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Takpe la. Belajar Korean Language dulu la. lul&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-9036520447501978766?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/9036520447501978766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=9036520447501978766' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/9036520447501978766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/9036520447501978766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2011/02/why.html' title='Why (왜)'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-4701860817405172210</id><published>2011-02-23T02:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T02:34:01.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doppelganger Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Yes. As mentioned in my facebook page, I’m gonna find all doppelgangers of colleagues and friends.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’ll post pictures then you guess whose doppelganger is she or he. Sounds great? Cool.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;To kick this up and running, here’s DOPPELGANGER Numero Uno!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/TWQBgPYvJcI/AAAAAAAAATc/8AYfYducfs0/s1600-h/Screenshot-5%5B6%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Screenshot-5" border="0" alt="Screenshot-5" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/TWQBmGpxrZI/AAAAAAAAATg/Xsvn0k9C8D0/Screenshot-5_thumb%5B4%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="313" height="183" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Feel free to give me your opinion, my friend! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-4701860817405172210?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4701860817405172210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=4701860817405172210' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/4701860817405172210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/4701860817405172210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2011/02/doppelganger-moment.html' title='Doppelganger Moment'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/TWQBmGpxrZI/AAAAAAAAATg/Xsvn0k9C8D0/s72-c/Screenshot-5_thumb%5B4%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-2184649490937271732</id><published>2011-02-07T03:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T03:19:24.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I have a lot of questions and I hope &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;TRAVEL NUTS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; can share their experiences and opinions here. Lol (What a way to promote a very boring blog).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1. When you go travelling to new countries, did you go for the:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;a) Sceneries and nature&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;b) The city (shopping complexes etc.)&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;c) Cuisine and delicacies&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;d) Culture and society&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;e) Historical spots&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2. Why you chose one or more of the above. And I hope you can give which places that gives you pleasure and fun and willing to promote.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Thank you so much.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I may not have replies at all.. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; *crossed all fingers that it will not happen*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-2184649490937271732?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2184649490937271732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=2184649490937271732' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/2184649490937271732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/2184649490937271732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2011/02/questions.html' title='Questions'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-46471021585171790</id><published>2011-01-31T02:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T02:56:29.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysian</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I wrote tonight not because I am racist, but I’m very concern of selfish and arrogant attitude of Malaysian, namely Chinese. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I was at Tesco Mall yesterday night to buy some stuff and there was crates and boxes of oranges sold there. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;All of the boxes are meant to be sold to public and anyone who want to celebrate and join the festivity of the Chinese New Year that coming up in three days time.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;What make my eyes sore is that there are some people and based of my mere observation at that time, Chinese people, without any shame to people around, opened a box and tested the oranges inside. They picked not one, not two but three oranges and ate them all. What about the skin? They put it on top of the undisturbed boxes. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Then, one guy opened up several boxes and transferred some oranges into one box and just left the others there. Selfish bastard.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The question here is why? Why are you being so selfish? If you can be a little considerate, at least throw away the skins into an appropriate place. Such a disgrace to look. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Tesco staffs were there and told them to stop what they were doing, and as you may guess they stopped for a while, and they came back for another try. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;GG WEH! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-46471021585171790?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/46471021585171790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=46471021585171790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/46471021585171790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/46471021585171790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2011/01/malaysian.html' title='Malaysian'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-5732937623408767347</id><published>2011-01-13T03:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T03:03:59.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>보스-동</title><content type='html'>&lt;h5&gt;The Bosu-dong Book Street &lt;/h5&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eyecyrA48FY/R0j_U8BoxwI/AAAAAAAAALk/yxgLjiLMdlI/s1600-h/DSC06799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eyecyrA48FY/R0j_U8BoxwI/AAAAAAAAALk/yxgLjiLMdlI/s320/DSC06799.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After the 6.25 War, many people took shelter at Busan and many students studied at the schools even at the camp classes and air-open classes in Busan. At that time, it was very difficult that students and the intellectuals buy new books for study, so secondhand book stores were increased more and more. Later, the Bosu-dong book street was formed.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eyecyrA48FY/R0kBUsBoxzI/AAAAAAAAAL8/1L_M8v19yL8/s320/DSC06808.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Bosu-dong book street&lt;/strong&gt; has became the famous cultural place since 1960s. Some people sold their precious books when they needed some money because they were badly off. Others bought secondhand books cheaply at there. Especially, at the beginning of semester, the street was very crowded with students to buy or sell some books.    &lt;br /&gt; These days, a number of bookstores which sell new books have took their places at the street because of economic growth. The bookstores of the street possesses many kinds of book and they offer books cheaply, so the present Bosu-dong book street which are popular among many people could be created. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eyecyrA48FY/R0j_ocBoxxI/AAAAAAAAALs/mFHsJCqyWVQ/s320/DSC06804.JPG" /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eyecyrA48FY/R0j-8cBoxvI/AAAAAAAAALc/yi-DTedOJxQ/s320/P8171114.JPG" /&gt; &lt;img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eyecyrA48FY/R0kABcBoxyI/AAAAAAAAAL0/AsJ4g5XU2_w/s320/DSC06811.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;※Transportation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*Bus - get off Bupyeong-dong, Bosu-dong No. 59, 60, 81 &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*Subway - get off gate 3 of Jagalchi station &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;P/S:&amp;#160; I know about this place when I watched ‘2 Days 1 Night’ in KBS where Lee Seunggi have to find a really old books from this place. I wonder if there’s such a place here in Malaysia. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Originally: &lt;a title="http://dynamicbusan.blogspot.com/2007/11/bosu-dong-book-street.html" href="http://dynamicbusan.blogspot.com/2007/11/bosu-dong-book-street.html"&gt;http://dynamicbusan.blogspot.com/2007/11/bosu-dong-book-street.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-5732937623408767347?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5732937623408767347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=5732937623408767347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/5732937623408767347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/5732937623408767347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html' title='보스-동'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eyecyrA48FY/R0j_U8BoxwI/AAAAAAAAALk/yxgLjiLMdlI/s72-c/DSC06799.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-2676681909054548906</id><published>2011-01-11T04:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T04:11:05.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning New Things!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It is true when people say that you’ll never stop learning until you are dead.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I learn new things everyday, and now I’m enjoying learning new language.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I learn Korean language as of now. Back to basic I guess, like we learn languages in Standard 1. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/TStn1Sc8WWI/AAAAAAAAATQ/yzSo97Alva0/s1600-h/Untitled%5B3%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Untitled" border="0" alt="Untitled" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/TStn2APp9QI/AAAAAAAAATU/qNz1D0PmhzQ/Untitled_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="320" height="233" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;For now, I just learn the basic of the language; the vowels and consonants and the pronunciation. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I have came across the grammar part but never really get the hang of it. Yet.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Thanks to the internet and KBS World at Channel 391 (ASTRO), I got more and more spirited to learn Korean. Success is at hand. :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;P/S: Picture: Thank you and I’m Sorry in Korean. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-2676681909054548906?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2676681909054548906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=2676681909054548906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/2676681909054548906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/2676681909054548906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2011/01/learning-new-things.html' title='Learning New Things!'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/TStn2APp9QI/AAAAAAAAATU/qNz1D0PmhzQ/s72-c/Untitled_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-1804930508479997197</id><published>2010-11-28T11:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T11:04:34.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How? How?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Can anyone tell me how to prevent anonymous from commenting my blog with advertisements.. Getting annoyed with them by the day..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Merci beaucoup&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-1804930508479997197?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1804930508479997197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=1804930508479997197' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/1804930508479997197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/1804930508479997197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2010/11/how-how.html' title='How? How?'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-1232903601651708382</id><published>2010-11-16T21:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T21:42:36.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;*WARNING* This is not what you students should do before the exam!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I got a paper today that’s just finished about 1 hour ago. What I’m gonna tell is not the exam part, but the pre-exam part, the preparation.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I wanted to sleep last night because the paper is at 6.45pm but I just can’t. So, I kept reading and reading all my materials available until I felt a bit groggy and sleepy around 11-12pm this afternoon. I set my alarm to 3.30pm so that I can do my last revision.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;However, well you guessed it, the end was not the one I expected. I suddenly felt a need to wake up and saw my room was dark. I was like, “OMG, what time is it?” and it was 6. I was really shocked at that moment and my brain messed with me by saying the exam was at 6!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I was in a hurry and I wished that there is car at the moment, but yes, there’s no car available. My last resort was to ask the security guard to take me to campus. I guessed the world was messing with me again when the main door was locked twice. I was annoyed and my heart beat fast. Is not that I worried about making there in time, but what I was worried is after all my rushing to go to campus, I will be blur as hell in the exam room. That is like ‘an ultimate damnation’ for students who blank during examination.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;One positive and weird moment occurred to me was as I was hurrying up to the guard post, I saw Ammar walking gracefully and filled with joy (I know it’s an exaggeration but what the hell) and I was like, “WTF~?!” &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I felt there was like a shot in my brain that told me this.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“You stupid *beep*hole, you’ve been tricked! Your exam is at 6.45pm, dumb*beep*. Can’t believe you fell for that trick. Lalalalalala~”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Yeah, it sounded weird but that’s what happened.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Thank God there was bus at 6pm. I felt happy and relieved at the same time.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Oh, how about exam? It was fantastic. Haha.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;For me, I guess.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;P/S: This post originally written from my Tumblr which was fantastic. For those of you who did not know, you can follow my Tumblr at link below. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;However, I may and have been posting some racy photos which may be offended to you but not to me. So, if you still wanna follow, go ahead. Y&lt;strong&gt;OU’VE BEEN WARNED&lt;/strong&gt;. *devil’s grin*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://ahmadhafizi.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Freedom of Speech!&lt;/a&gt; &amp;lt;-------- CLICK THIS LINK TO PROCEED TO MY FABULOUSOMETASTIC TUMBLR. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-1232903601651708382?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1232903601651708382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=1232903601651708382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/1232903601651708382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/1232903601651708382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2010/11/sleep.html' title='Sleep'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-4205909117579707057</id><published>2010-10-15T23:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T23:18:13.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don’t Stare (via Tumblr)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;15 October 2010, 8.30-ish pm.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I was waiting at Villa bus stop with &lt;strong&gt;4 Chinese students&lt;/strong&gt;; 2 girls and 2 boys. They were having fun, singing and dancing. Then came a&lt;strong&gt; local guy&lt;/strong&gt;, skinny with a sling bag, sat at the bus stop as well.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I don’t know what they were doing but if I have to guess, &lt;strong&gt;they were staring&lt;/strong&gt; at the local guy. The guy was all frustrated and he suddenly yelled at them:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“Kamu apa pandang2?! Jangan main2 sama saya. Kamu orang Cina, saya dari Sarawak! Kalau berani sini laa.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;He continued ranting and rambling. There was silence and one of them apologized for staring. He looked calm and came at them and offered a handshake. And off he went! They were relieved and continue talking.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now the best part!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Then suddenly, he &lt;strong&gt;came back&lt;/strong&gt; and from other side of the road he yelled to the Chinese guys and girls. His friend who was with him now kept tugging and pulling him and begged him not to go to the bus stop and create a scene.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But he managed to resist the pulling and arrived at the bus stop anyway. Upon arrival, he yelled to one of the Chinese dude while throwing his fist:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“Hoi! Kamu ingat saya takut ka?! Kalau kamu mau gaduh, sini la kita book dewan!!”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Haha. Why do we have to book a hall to fight is beyond me. But what funny was all the Chinese&lt;strong&gt; jumped from their seat and ran back to Villa gate&lt;/strong&gt;. Luckily the dudes from the 1989 Burger (promote!) came and saved the day. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The friend of the local guy shoved him away and wanted to apologize to the Chinese and the burger stall dudes. He told us that he was coming from &lt;strong&gt;village&lt;/strong&gt; and he’s new in Miri. He wanted to go back to his village but he came for drink with his friend instead and was &lt;strong&gt;drunk&lt;/strong&gt; at that time.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I was laughing my ass off when they were jumping and running. I was there the whole time and not moving an inch from my seat. Haha! They were scared to death.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moral of the story: Don’t stare at drunk people. They can be aggressive. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This incident really made my day. Haha!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Malay version:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;4 Cina, 1 Local.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cina usha2 local. Local marah. Cina mintak maaf. Local terima maaf. Local datang balik. Cina lompat dan lari. Brader 1989 Burger (promote lagi) dtg selamatkan diorang. Kawan local pergi mintak maaf dgn brader dan Cina. Local datang dari kampung dan mabuk rupanya.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Haha!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Moral: Jangan usha2 orang mabuk.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-4205909117579707057?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4205909117579707057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=4205909117579707057' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/4205909117579707057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/4205909117579707057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2010/10/dont-stare-via-tumblr.html' title='Don’t Stare (via Tumblr)'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-3975266724846020395</id><published>2010-10-12T02:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T02:01:37.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I always do..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/TLNQ_HyrGUI/AAAAAAAAATE/PkEzxYM6N6w/s1600-h/2010-10-08-7093f69%5B5%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2010-10-08-7093f69" border="0" alt="2010-10-08-7093f69" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/TLNQ_6aXmnI/AAAAAAAAATI/6EppmYSohEU/2010-10-08-7093f69_thumb%5B3%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="397" height="799" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-3975266724846020395?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3975266724846020395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=3975266724846020395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/3975266724846020395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/3975266724846020395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2010/10/what-i-always-do.html' title='What I always do..'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/TLNQ_6aXmnI/AAAAAAAAATI/6EppmYSohEU/s72-c/2010-10-08-7093f69_thumb%5B3%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-7325524038527617572</id><published>2010-08-11T20:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T20:03:07.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/TGKRJqvidyI/AAAAAAAAASs/wiqiJhVky90/s1600-h/2010-08-04-f836778%5B13%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="2010-08-04-f836778" border="0" alt="2010-08-04-f836778" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/TGKRKF1EYqI/AAAAAAAAASw/DBZuOmoMxCw/2010-08-04-f836778_thumb%5B11%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="415" height="218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-7325524038527617572?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7325524038527617572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=7325524038527617572' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/7325524038527617572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/7325524038527617572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2010/08/reality.html' title='The Reality'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/TGKRKF1EYqI/AAAAAAAAASw/DBZuOmoMxCw/s72-c/2010-08-04-f836778_thumb%5B11%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-4071431914634088381</id><published>2010-07-12T06:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T06:46:43.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Viva La Espana!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/TDpJz6X5RWI/AAAAAAAAASc/pPs4KK0VzOM/s1600-h/26481%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="26481" border="0" alt="26481" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/TDpJ0u_3ooI/AAAAAAAAASg/a1vdA4d4b7A/26481_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spain crowned World Champion after becoming European Champion last two years.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;Awesome? Indeed.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-4071431914634088381?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4071431914634088381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=4071431914634088381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/4071431914634088381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/4071431914634088381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2010/07/viva-la-espana.html' title='Viva La Espana!'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/TDpJ0u_3ooI/AAAAAAAAASg/a1vdA4d4b7A/s72-c/26481_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-2729391200659589975</id><published>2010-05-27T20:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T20:44:32.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I’ve Learn</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt; D’Masiv – Cinta Ini Membunuhku&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;The Rembrandts – I’ll Be There For You&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;May – Jemu&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;May – Sinar&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;May – Sendiri&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Amuk – Aku Mahu Pulang&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Pearl Jam – Last Kiss&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Secondhand Serenade – Fall For You&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;White Lion – When The Children Cry&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Spider – Mungkinkah Terjadi&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Deep Blue Something – Breakfast At Tiffany’s&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Goo Goo Dolls – Iris&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Oasis – Don’t Look Back In Anger&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Paramore – The Only Exception&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;The Cranberries – Animal Instinct&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Train – Drop of Jupiter&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Howie Day – Collide&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Sum 41 – Pieces&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Aris Ariwatan – Cinta Tak Kenal Siapa&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m still in the process of learning how to pluck. Want to play Falling Slowly so badly.. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-2729391200659589975?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2729391200659589975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=2729391200659589975' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/2729391200659589975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/2729391200659589975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-ive-learn.html' title='What I’ve Learn'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-7255442966767410466</id><published>2010-05-19T05:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T05:46:58.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decision? I decide…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;I have decided!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;I want to play rugby and I will work hard to achieve it!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Curtin 7’s better watch out!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Ho yeah!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;*sleep*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-7255442966767410466?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7255442966767410466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=7255442966767410466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/7255442966767410466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/7255442966767410466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2010/05/decision-i-decide.html' title='Decision? I decide…'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-8453746978238316007</id><published>2010-04-23T03:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T03:47:22.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Support!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S9Cnxr0z0HI/AAAAAAAAASU/gCD3mFPTzU4/s1600-h/JOFR-badgeLg%5B3%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="JOFR-badgeLg" border="0" alt="JOFR-badgeLg" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S9CnyYIX_qI/AAAAAAAAASY/Yn6GMGrdp50/JOFR-badgeLg_thumb%5B1%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="275" height="247" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Jamie Oliver, I support you!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;If any of you want to see the show and be inspired, you can ask me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It is really inspiring, touching and gives you hope that there is still a good person that can change the world, well for Jamie, in the nutritious and health aspect. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The show is about Jamie Oliver, the famous chef in U.K. mainly known as &lt;em&gt;‘The Naked Chef’ &lt;/em&gt;take on city of Huntington, West Virginia and started a food revolution in elementary and high school there, just like what he did in London.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In my humble opinion, Jamie is one of celebrities that I really like to meet and talk in person. Ever since Asian Food Channel on ASTRO 703, I watched his shows, right from he started his career as celebrity chef till now, this show.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Again Mr. Jamie.. I give you a 100% support.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-8453746978238316007?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8453746978238316007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=8453746978238316007' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/8453746978238316007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/8453746978238316007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-support.html' title='I Support!'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S9CnyYIX_qI/AAAAAAAAASY/Yn6GMGrdp50/s72-c/JOFR-badgeLg_thumb%5B1%5D.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-3402921771973201514</id><published>2010-03-23T03:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T03:10:11.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Before I start with this happy post, I want to say something about myself. Oh yeah. :P&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’ve been sick day in, day out. From fever to flu to running nose to flu to fever to flu to fever to flu to fever and now I have fever and headache. Adus! I want to go to class but if I went to class and then sleep the whole way, or keep going out from class to clear my runny nose, what’s the point of that? It’s not that I’m lazy.. yeah.. a bit lazy la but I really want to set my mind straight on study and graduating at the end of the semester.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I wanted to apologize to all members of Azurite team for not going to two field trips already due to my stupid weakness of immune system. If I could make it up to you guys, I will. Like seriously I will.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Okay.. Enough of that.. Back to the main point.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Last Friday was the happiest day for me to be visited by my primary school classmate, after 10 years not seeing each other. I seriously miss her and very delighted to meet her, even though for only 6 hours.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I was supposed to meet with her on Thursday, but when I messaged her on Wednesday night, she told me that she’s just arriving Miri. I was like really happy but kalut because I don’t have any transport and it was like around 8.00pm. If you don’t believe me ask Chendol, Hafis or Nan. Haha! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;She mentioned that she’ll be going to Bintulu the next day, and will stay Miri for a night the next. So I have more time to prepare for everything. I asked Jay for her ride but she cannot confirm until that Friday morning. Luckily, I have my backup plan and ask for Hafis’ ride instead.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Hafis agreed to bring me to her. Cewah.. Haha!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;On Friday evening, Aswad, Hafis and I went to Park Hotel and fetch her and her friends. When I saw her the first time again, I was really delighted. She never change one bit, physically and mentally. :) Funny though, she still sort of short but still cute. LOL I used to have a crush on her back when I was in Primary 6.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;First, we went to Esplanade. Both of her friends are Sabahan; one from Lahad Datu and another from Tawau. They were very quiet, so only me and her talking the whole time. Aswad and Hafis just chatted with each other. They wanted to chat with those two friends but because they were quiet, they only chatted with each other. Hehe..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Me and her watched the sunset together, while swapping stories of our life. When we were enjoying limited time sunrise coz we arrived at Esplanade around after 6.00pm, two of her friends asked me where is the nearest prayer room available. ALAMAK! While she was chatting with them, I called Hafis and asked the whereabouts of the prayer room, and after that settled, me and her turned around to continue watching the sunset when both of us said exactly the same thing.. “ALA… MATAHARI DAH HILANG..” We stared at each other and laughed out loud a.k.a. LOL.. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I think maybe both of her friends were shy coz when we planned to have dinner, they asked us to drop them off at their hotel. So yeah, only she tagged along with us. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We planned to eat at Najua coz that’s the place that was on my mind that day. While waiting for my gang members to arrive (LOL gang members, i don’t know how to group them all and what name should I gave them), we took a detour to Boulevard for a while coz Aswad wanted to repair his broken glasses. Since we had a lot of time, we went around the shopping mall and again, still swapping stories. Hehe.. Lama bha 10 tahun x jumpa.. Macam2 boleh cerita.. :P&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Then, off we went to Najua. We waited for them anyway.. Cipet tol.. Then came Nadea and Mea, then come Jay, Koja, and Ammar. I ate bakso while she ordered kuey tiaw goreng hong kong. Kesian dia tak dapat makan banyak sebab pedas.. Apa ni org Melaka.. She mentioned that pedas like this tak boleh but masak lemak cili api boleh makan sampai licin.. Apa daa.. Buat2 manja kot.. Hihihi.. Anyway, she didn’t eat much.. I pity her.. Macam x luak je makan tu.. I paid for her dinner anyway.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After dinner, we went to Canada Hill for a while. Just sightseeing. Ramai gila orang kat atas tuh.. So we just lepak in the car and then off from there to send her back to her hotel. And that’s the end of the day.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;End for all of us but not for us coz we messaged each other the whole night.. LOL.. See, she missed me too.. Only too shy to say.. Hehehe.. :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Here, I would like to apologize to her for any wrongdoings, or making her feel bad, or for any lack of consideration that I gave to her before back when I was in primary school. I know, I was quite a bad kid when I was little, but you also see that I am already changed. You said so yourself. Hehe.. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Thanks to Aswad and Hafis as well coz sudi temankan me to bring her out.. Without you guys especially Hafis, I’m not sure whether I’ll get to see her. And thanks to you to Nazira coz sudi keluar dgn I.. Hehehe.. :) I promise I’ll come and visit you in KK next time! :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;p/s: Sorry la no picture, coz both of us forgot to bring our own cameras.. LOL.. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-3402921771973201514?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3402921771973201514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=3402921771973201514' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/3402921771973201514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/3402921771973201514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-day.html' title='Happy Day'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-5406531106273550926</id><published>2010-03-17T18:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T18:12:49.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Moly.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;HOLY SHIT I’m coughing blood!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;*lie down*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;;(&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-5406531106273550926?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5406531106273550926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=5406531106273550926' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/5406531106273550926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/5406531106273550926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2010/03/holy-moly.html' title='Holy Moly.'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-2158166348635932218</id><published>2010-03-17T01:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T01:45:55.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Yes.. It is just an update.. Nothing more nothing less.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This blog had been in hiatus for quite some time now.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Somehow, I don’t know what to blog anymore.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Maybe my life isn’t as colourful and beautiful as before.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Or I’m being a little more secretive about my life, like I used to be before.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My friend from primary school is coming to Miri today, from her university, and will be expected to arrive on Thursday from Kota Kinabalu, Sabah. Night or day, I’m not sure but she’ll be here I’m sure.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It’s just been a long time since I met her again. Almost 10 years to be exact. TEN YEARS~ Fuh.. That’s really a long time. She’ll be here on Thursday and Saturday as well. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Before this, I’ve heard that our field trip will be held at KK. I was really happy that I told her that I will come and meet her there. But sadly the plan did not materialise.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Somehow, last month she told me that she’ll be going to Bintulu for her study project and will be stopping at Miri.. I was really happy and still, am happy.. I really look forward on meeting her..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I just can’t wait.. I’ll be bringing her around Miri. Heh.. I hope she’ll be delighted to meet me soon. :)&lt;/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/7431471131714230110-2158166348635932218?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2158166348635932218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=2158166348635932218' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/2158166348635932218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/2158166348635932218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2010/03/update.html' title='An Update'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-3793746703567459390</id><published>2010-03-06T00:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T00:55:25.529+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>The First Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Fuh.. fuh.. fuh..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Oh.. Hello guys and gals..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Fuhh…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;*deep breath*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Okay.. Officially, the first week of study is over.. I can’t believe that we, the third year geology students only have one class per day.. except Wednesday and Friday; the former has two classes and the latter has NO CLASS AT ALL!! Walaoweyh~&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But a bit sad la when most of the classes start at 5.30 and end around 7 to 7.30 p.m. Bila aku hari2 bangun pukul 7, time ni la pulak kelas start petang.. –.-‘’ Tidak patut sungguh..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyway.. although we have only that much of a class, we have a big project for the whole semester.. both the academic and sports.. Now I know what it feels like to have a power as a Vice President.. Punya lah banyak benda mau difikirkan.. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’ve been going for sports at night for three days straight now.. Mula2, main volleyball and pingpong and futsal.. then main basketball… and just now, main badminton pulak.. To summarize, it was all AWESOMELY FANTASTIC!! Seronok dapat bersukan dgn member2.. Bukan selalu dapat peluang camnih.. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now, my left hand still sore.. Kebas tangan kiri asek hayun raket je.. Main tak berenti2.. Hehe.. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2moro, I’ll be having a field trip with my group-mates… I hope I can be more serious, hardworking, supportive, attentive etc.. for the benefit of me and my teammates.. Buat kerja lain semangat.. buat kerja yang serious, lain pulak cerita nya.. =.=’’&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Oh.. dah ngantuk.. Bye~ ^_^&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-3793746703567459390?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3793746703567459390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=3793746703567459390' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/3793746703567459390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/3793746703567459390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2010/03/first-week.html' title='The First Week'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-5295545603484634612</id><published>2010-02-28T02:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T02:51:54.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yippie Doo Da!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I just installed Windows 7 replacing my XP a few days ago..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And for now, I think it’s going great for my old laptop. And I sudah terdelete most of my draft post in here. So, this is the fresh new one.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I just finished install the windows live writer and this is my first post..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Haah.. The class will start on Monday and I already got a lot in my hands right now. Class schedule, Curtin Rugby Club events and etc.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Just got back from dinner actually.. I slept the whole day today. Very the mengantuk punya..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Haha. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now cannot sleep&amp;#160; &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;’’&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Really need to set my biological clock back to going-to-class-hope-not-skipping-any mode.. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Fuh. That’s all now..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;*Glup glup glup*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-5295545603484634612?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5295545603484634612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=5295545603484634612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/5295545603484634612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/5295545603484634612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2010/02/yippie-doo-da.html' title='Yippie Doo Da!'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-1419010165079200775</id><published>2010-02-16T04:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T04:26:09.774+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>I am back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hola mamasitas. Como es tas? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;As you probably knew, I was back in Miri. And yes I am! I’m in Miri now! I was so excited. After leaving this god-forsaken place for 2 months, suddenly I missed being here. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sedut was supposed to fetch me from the airport but to my shocked, they were going on a holiday in KK.. and by they, I mean Abu, Tompok, Fuad and him. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But, good things come out from this loneliness. I got a hotel room for my own comfort! Hell yeah.. I didn’t stutter.. I got a hotel room for myself! And plus… &lt;strong&gt;FOR FREEEEE!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; I OWNED THESE BITCHES! Muahaha.. Pardon my french.. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Since, they will only going to come back to Miri on Tuesday, which is later today, I still living alone, for two days now, in a nice hotel with swimming pool and gym. See how spoilt I am? :P&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And after a minute Jengga stepping inside his own house, he kept bitching about it in his twitters. Haha!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Meanwhile, you guys may seem to have this idea of me leaving Jengga alone in his own house. Well, I tried to invite him to stay with me for a night or two in this some sort of ‘heavenly’ crib but he planned to stay there anyway, being cuddled with lizards, cockroaches, tonnes of boxes and WITH NO INTERNET CONNECTION! How suck his life right now, I cannot ever imagine. Can you ever imagine life of Jengga without his internet connection? It’s like having a babysitter, with no baby to babysit. It is just ri…di..cu..lous..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Of course, being me with such a delicious sarcasm and annoying sense of humour, I kept tormenting him with messages, saying I was going to the swimming pool, I went to the supermarket, I got internet connection, I have a better place to stay than him, all kind of annoying messages that are really…annoying…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But hey, he said he needed to study and with no internet connection and living in that remote area, I pretty sure that he passes his supplementary exam. Hee.. Now come to think of it, it’s good leaving him to go back to his own place. :P&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Me? I have my own jolly good time.. Internet is fast enough to watch all the series I want, watching football on ESPN.. It’s allll… goooooooood.. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’ve been on Castle marathon and watched some movies from my laptop, only God knows how much time I already wasted living like this. Heh.. If only I know what valuable thing that I can do to kill this awful long time. Still, no mood for studying yet. I just hoped that I can turn myself back on for studying mode. Not that I have study mode to turn back on nowadays. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I love living by myself and sometimes it’s good too when you have somebody to goof around with, keep me updated with stuff.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Living in this hotel, alone by myself really help me observe things from afar. And one thing I know for sure. Miri citizen really knows how to celebrate during the festive season! Give it up to MIRI………….PEOPLLLEEEEEEE!! They really having their own good times, closing almost all stores in around town, for quite a long time too.. 3 days, 4 days.. and some even for&amp;#160; a week! How cool is that? Do they really make that lots of money they can close the store for a week? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’ve been roaming around the Boulevard hypermarket inside the Imperial, and all I can see are tigers, red banners, chinese writings, some stupid arcs they put everywhere, the lion dance’s head.. all sorts of festive stuff.. It’s really cool and shyte, but why do you have to put all the same stuff at the same spot all around the mall?! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Errh.. I’m hungry now.. Gonna cook something up for myself! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Till then,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Hasta la vista, ebelibadi!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And before I forget.. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Bookman Old Style" color="#ff0000" size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GONG XI FA CAI &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Bookman Old Style" color="#ff0000" size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Bookman Old Style" color="#ff0000" size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAVE A GREAT SHORT HOLIDAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;*tongtorong toceng.. tongtorong toceng… toceng.. toceng.. toceng…*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;(and yes, if you’re dirty, you know what it means.. but in case you are not, it’s a chinese ambience you’ll hear every time there’s a lion dance.. hehe.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-1419010165079200775?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1419010165079200775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=1419010165079200775' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/1419010165079200775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/1419010165079200775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-am-back.html' title='I am back!'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-3753085083844972608</id><published>2010-02-12T01:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T01:58:28.506+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>An Unpretentious Requisition</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S3RDc6hpP3I/AAAAAAAAASE/0NOPORmNaCQ/s1600-h/crutches_and_rose_by_SimonSawSunlight%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="crutches_and_rose_by_SimonSawSunlight" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="484" alt="crutches_and_rose_by_SimonSawSunlight" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S3RDd66R7wI/AAAAAAAAASI/5Ese9i_GqKo/crutches_and_rose_by_SimonSawSunlight_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="341" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Vivaldi" size="5"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;It’s just plain hard to live and still depends on something or someone.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;I am a really active guy, who loves adventurous, extreme and sometimes dangerous stuff.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;I am the kind of guy who takes thing to an outrageous level.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;I love challenge. Challenge keeps me alive.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;However, I know that someday I can’t be as active as before.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;But until that time comes, I really want to enjoy my life to the fullest.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;And time will come where I will need full support from all of you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Until then, please don’t babysit me, keep asking me whether “I’m okay” every step of the way.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;I know that I should be grateful having you guys in my life, taking care of me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;And sometime it is just too much.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;So please, let me be. Let me enjoy my life.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;But I promise you, &lt;/font&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;I will taking care of my own health.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;I won’t put my own condition at risk.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;I won’t do stuff that I know will harm me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Pray for my safety though. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Fin&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-3753085083844972608?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3753085083844972608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=3753085083844972608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/3753085083844972608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/3753085083844972608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2010/02/unpretentious-requisition.html' title='An Unpretentious Requisition'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S3RDd66R7wI/AAAAAAAAASI/5Ese9i_GqKo/s72-c/crutches_and_rose_by_SimonSawSunlight_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-7315909467777400570</id><published>2010-02-08T17:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T17:21:00.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life As A Guitarist.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hurmm.. Where will I start this post.. cos it happened long time ago.. blamed myself for procrastinate.. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Oh.. During exam week, I sorta borrowed a guitar from a friend since dia x main that guitar.. When I got this guitar, I was really really happy cos ye la.. lebey kurg my first guitar that I SORT OF ‘owned’.. ;p but I realized the first moment i held this guitar… the first string gone! T_T&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;How the hell am I going to practice if the 1st string hilang.. but because of the passion *&lt;em&gt;cewah&lt;/em&gt;* towards music and guitar.. I took the guitar nonetheless.. right after I got home.. baru nak belai2 the guitar.. suddenly one of the gears tercabut.. waaa… the screw already gone to God-knows-where n I dont have any thing to stick it back in.. So for a few days until the end of the exam.. I didn’t use the guitar at all coz I used syabil’s guitar. Mmg terabai dat guitar but I’m sure the guitar dah biasa dah.. mcm kat rumah dulu-dulu.. *kuikuikui ;p* &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So, I’ve put repairing the guitar as my top priorities after the exam coz after exam, there’s nothing that can be done in miri except for makan, tido, and main game.. lol.. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;However, I didn’t start repairing the guitar right after exam coz I’ve been really lazy to go to Imperial to buy the stuff. This laziness continued until the beach touch rugby tournament where I was planning to stay at the hotel. Even though penat giler, the mission still go on.. lol.. buying all the stuff at the music store which I forgot the name.. Apparently.. the store xde skru that match the gear and I ended up buying the strings and the whole tuning keys.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After I bought the whole stuff, we went to eat at McDonald with Tompoq, Chong, Sedut and a couple of new frens which are frens of Sedut and Tompoq.. if I can still recall, they’re Ijoi and err…. errr…. tak ingat.. huhuhu.. &lt;em&gt;(after 2 months of delaying this post…)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Oh yes!! Boyan! :D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So.. I explained to yu how to repair a guitar.. err.. sort of.. ^_^&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;INFO: To know more about the guitar parts and components, click &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guitar" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h4&gt;1. Pull out old strings&lt;/h4&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In case you didn’t notice, this is the most crucial part. You want to know why? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Coz if you don’t pull out the old strings, how can you put a new one? LOL..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2_Tc1TbPmI/AAAAAAAAAQY/AjYVzmXEmh0/s1600-h/PB2900808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="PB290080" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="361" alt="PB290080" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2_Tdx4D8HI/AAAAAAAAAQc/AWEbDEd69Xk/PB290080_thumb6.jpg?imgmax=800" width="277" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;The beginning of guitar-repairing madness (I already started pulling out one string before I realized that I want to blog bout it.. :P)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;When you pull out the strings, do it very slowly as it may cut your fingers. Like seriously, pedih weh!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;DON’T THROW THE STRINGS AWAY! Keep it somewhere, in case of emergency. Mana la tau after this one string putus and you really need it quick, you can use the old string.. Clever kan? :P&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h4&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;  &lt;h4&gt;2. Clean the exterior &lt;em&gt;(optional)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Yes ladies and gentlemen, please remove all the dust from your guitar. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sometimes you eat fried chicken while you playing guitar, don’t ask me how but the oily hands will make your guitar less pretty. And if your guitar has been devoured alive by the very dusty environment (like this guitar for instance), find a clean or old cloth and wipe the dust off.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2_TfazKoAI/AAAAAAAAAQg/nNIOsw4I9V8/s1600-h/PB29008310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="PB290083" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="307" alt="PB290083" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2_TgAjYP4I/AAAAAAAAAQk/IxLOyH7z0xY/PB290083_thumb8.jpg?imgmax=800" width="398" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt; Uggh.. Filthy.. (Before)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;If you are really particular about cleanliness and want to polish it with some kind of polishing product on the market so that it will be shinier and looks glossy, go ahead. It’s your guitar, your choice.. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2_ThXc6i3I/AAAAAAAAAQo/GcyZJx1c7mY/s1600-h/PB2900988.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="PB290098" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="359" alt="PB290098" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2_TiduWdoI/AAAAAAAAAQs/nOFKc6drKdo/PB290098_thumb6.jpg?imgmax=800" width="273" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;font size="2"&gt;Ooh.. Its cleaner and shinier look (After) &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;*ignore the surrounding.. please focus on the guitar*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But if your guitar is already clean and got no stain or nasty fingerprints, you can skip this part and move on to the third step.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h4&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;  &lt;h4&gt;3. Check for repairing kit &lt;/h4&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Since I will replace the old tuning keys on the headstock and the six strings this is what you need:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;New tuning keys &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Screwdriver &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Six strings &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;and willingness to replace and repair :P &lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2_Tkj6uR6I/AAAAAAAAAQw/W7HlyDZqj9A/s1600-h/PB2901008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="PB290100" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="296" alt="PB290100" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2_TnmtMoaI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/yOFeTG4-2cY/PB290100_thumb6.jpg?imgmax=800" width="387" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt; Alice professional guitar strings :P&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I don’t know much about which guitar strings you should buy coz different types of guitar uses different strings. Ask the taukeh at the shop because that was what I did.. Hehe..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h4&gt;4. Replace the tuning keys&lt;/h4&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Use your screwdriver, and remove all the screws that hold the old tuning keys.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Remove the tuning keys and just replace it. Easy. Kacang.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Make sure you bought the tuning keys that fit with your guitar though. :P&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h4&gt;5. Fit in the six strings&lt;/h4&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Put in your first string. If you did not know which one is the first string, it is the thinnest one that is placed at the bottom of the line, if you are a right-handed guitarist. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;To guide you in order to put the correct strings into the correct tuning keys at the headstock, look at the picture below.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2_Tp6el6tI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/fitqr4gHI7E/s1600-h/290pxGuitar_headstock_front5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="290px-Guitar_headstock_front" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="410" alt="290px-Guitar_headstock_front" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2_TqxhMwCI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ttw7KEWY7cg/290pxGuitar_headstock_front_thumb3.jpg?imgmax=800" width="212" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;See? The first string goes to the bottom right tuning key. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2nd string – middle right&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;3rd string – top right&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;4th string – top left&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;5th string – middle left&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;6th string – bottom left&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;As a rule of thumb, when you put all your strings into the tuning keys, make sure that you turned the tuner in the same direction when you want to tune it. (i.e. loosen strings – all clockwise direction, tighten strings – all counterclockwise direction).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;They are two ways of inserting the guitar strings into the tuning keys.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1. Pull all the strings into the keys and turn the gears&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2. Put just the end of the string and turn the gears.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Both ways have their pros and cons.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;a. &lt;strong&gt;Not wasting time&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;easier to tune&lt;/strong&gt; because you only have to turn the gear a bit but &lt;strong&gt;waste of strings&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;b. &lt;strong&gt;Wasting time&lt;/strong&gt;, because you start to turn the gear from the tip of the string, &lt;strong&gt;harder to tune but more accurate.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2_Ts9SZiaI/AAAAAAAAARA/eGOpF-3LFME/s1600-h/PB290102EDIT9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="PB290102EDIT" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="309" alt="PB290102EDIT" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2_TubKWzuI/AAAAAAAAARE/uWO5Lz8l73k/PB290102EDIT_thumb7.jpg?imgmax=800" width="402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt; Click the picture if you cannot see the label :P&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h4&gt;6. Tune the guitar and rock on!&lt;/h4&gt;  &lt;p&gt;You can use tuner to tune your guitar or if you are a more-experienced guitarists, use your own method or method that have been descended by your guitar gurus.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2_TvPO9-QI/AAAAAAAAARI/klR_RTTss-8/s1600-h/PC0200067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="PC020006" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="369" alt="PC020006" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2_Twk88nHI/AAAAAAAAARM/M8anK1kqXVU/PC020006_thumb5.jpg?imgmax=800" width="281" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;font size="2"&gt;Repaired and new-looking guitar.. weehuu~&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;=====================================&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I so wanna buy a guitar right now.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I don’t know whether this is useful for you guys or you have a better way of repairing your own guitar. This is my method that has been shared and taught by my friend and it’s really useful for me. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Tuan gitar, ampun kerana mengutuk gitar anda but I just can’t help it.. Muahaha :P&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;If you have any questions, or better solution, feel free to drop a comment or two :P&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Before we end, who want to learn Tears in Heaven? Angkat tangan! :P&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:6899c4b5-9d22-471d-b1ef-a969ed82b369" style="padding-right: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; float: none; padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-top: 0px"&gt;&lt;div id="6f96f309-d23a-4f57-b5e0-8746d0b285a1" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VCKULezbXO8&amp;amp;feature=related" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2_Xeia3f0I/AAAAAAAAARc/9R6bfswN0bc/videoe8a01ef8fc66%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-style: none" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('6f96f309-d23a-4f57-b5e0-8746d0b285a1'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = &amp;quot;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;object width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=\&amp;quot;movie\&amp;quot; value=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/VCKULezbXO8&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/VCKULezbXO8&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot; type=\&amp;quot;application/x-shockwave-flash\&amp;quot; width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/embed&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/object&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/div&amp;gt;&amp;quot;;" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And lastly to all guitarists out there no matter where you are, tgh jamming ke, atas pentas ke, tepi longkang melayan syahdu ke, atas katil ke…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KEEP ON ROCKING, BEBEH!! Woohoo!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;\m/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-7315909467777400570?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7315909467777400570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=7315909467777400570' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/7315909467777400570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/7315909467777400570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2010/02/life-as-guitarist.html' title='Life As A Guitarist.'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2_Tdx4D8HI/AAAAAAAAAQc/AWEbDEd69Xk/s72-c/PB290080_thumb6.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-4986832280175445207</id><published>2010-02-05T00:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T00:23:14.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speak of The Truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEWARE: NOT FOR THE FAINT-HEARTED AND DO NOT WANT TO BE IN THE MIDDLE OF THIS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;“&lt;em&gt;Life is built from pieces of memories combined into a whole that tells you of who you are in the past and present and what you will be in the future”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;There’s always a storybook which ends with ‘happily ever after’ and yet I’ve never find such ending.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well, this is not a story, neither it’s a speak of desperation. It is what comes through my mind right about now and few weeks before this and I think I need to speak up since it really gives me a heavy burden. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I don’t expect you to agree, neither expect you to tell the same story to others. I just want you to understand. It’s just my opinion, you might have different perspective but to each their own.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I wanted and tried to talk to you about this in person but you’ve mentioned that you don’t like to talk about any of this face to face since it will make you feel really uncomfortable. I understand that completely. It may turn things for the worse and I really don’t want that. So, if I talk to yu, I will say exactly the same thing here.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In case you hadn’t notice which I think you are, I still adore you. I still like you like I did when we really close together before. And I don’t think I’ll ever stop liking you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I can’t seem quite to get you out of my head everyday. I don’t know why. Every time I feel like you did something not nice to me, I really want to put angry words and say bad things about you in my heart but I just unable to do that. Someone told me “I loved too much” but heck no. I don’t think I ever encounter love before. Bryan Adams once said (not really say coz it’s more in his lyrics); you will know that you really love a woman &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;“When you find yourself lying helpless in her arms”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;“&lt;em&gt;When you can see your unborn children in her eyes”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I know that it’s only a metaphor but I never ever feel like that or even close to that metaphor.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;You bring out the best in me. I’m such a dull and boring person before and I’m not friendly with people, even our batch-mate and I don’t think I’ll ever be close to them if not because of you. I learnt how to socialize because I envy you. You have such good friends by your side and I also wanted to feel the same way you do, being loved not just from your family but also your friends.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sometimes just being with you really made my day. Your smile, your childish act, your cute gesture and jumping like a hyper-active kid with endless supply of sugar, your chuckles when I made a fool out of myself. Your story also made me wanted to know more about you, like I want to know the whole of you, coz I know that someday things will change and I won’t get chance like this anymore, although I hope it didn’t change at all. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It’s funny how our relationship grew based predominately on making jokes and laughed about other peoples’ misery and annoyances. Gosh.. I really missed those times. We sometime talked about ourselves, our interests but mostly we talked about other people.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Our relationship really blossomed when we didn’t sleep for the whole night talking about random stuff, about yu, about me, about everything. That time, I felt like we were meant to be, although I know that’s sound so corny. With the paparazzi lagi.. Haha macam famous celebs la pulak rasanya.. :P&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I know you are not really can remember everything that we did, and that’s where I came in, to fill your so-called flaw. :) although sometimes it’s just a little thing and I recalled the memory to you, and you don’t remember, it’s kinda make me want to strangle you (in a good way). But I cherished every moment because, I don’t know, it’s my curse really, to be able to remember all those things.. &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We really pissed people off especially Shannon, Abby, Mea and Putri for the stupid things we did around 10 months ago (approximately). We are labeled as people who didn’t appreciate relationships. Haha!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Yes, sometimes I can be such an annoying person to you, but it’s just who I am. I annoyed you before and still annoy you now. Only the difference is because you don’t know me well before and now you seem to know me well enough.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And then came two incidents that I think change the course of our relationship. The &lt;strong&gt;“thank you for everything”&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;“where’s my handout, I want to staple it all together”&lt;/strong&gt; incidents. You really scared the shit out of me. Fuhh.. I don’t want to elaborate on that, I still keep what we chatted though. It really was the first time I was really scared that our friendship will end just like that.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Heh.. Yeah, I regretted that I always took things too far and made you mad at me over little things and you know I don’t really mean that. Comparing me with your shitty ex-bf really made me sad. Coz I don’t want to be label as that in your life at all but I didn’t realize that it turned out that way. I wanted to be at least the better thing that ever happened in your life, if not the best. Am I one of them? Only you can decide.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;When we were just getting to know each other, I made three promises to myself when I share any moments with you, difficult times or the fun ones.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;That I will always make your day, try to lift your spirits up and always support you even when you are feeling down. &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I will help you in any way I can, and even for the littlest things. &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I will never make you cry. &lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I am really happy about the birthday surprise to you coz I think that’s the only plan that was really a successful one. And you even not expecting it. It really made both of our day.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I know that you are not a child anymore, and don’t want help all the time. You want to live independently. I agreed and happy to be next to a girl and that don’t need support and helpless all the time. But sometimes macam kesian la pulak tgk yu like struggling eventho you mentioned you don’t want my help.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;When you cried in front of me, I know that I took things too far. I’ve made a terrible mistake to you and also broke my own promises to myself. I really feel like an idiot at that time. I know that you just had a tough time arguing with someone and then I acted like a moron after that. When you suddenly said, “Aku balik la kalau camni” and then you started to sob, it’s like a stab to my heart. I hate woman’s crying in front of me and lagi-lagi because of me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Although I know that I really am not good with words, I just want to apologize, from the bottom or my heart, not only for this incident but for all the wrong doings that I did to hurt you and yes, sometime I meant what I did but I did all of these because I wanted to keep our relationship strong in my sense. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I admit that sometimes I can be really selfish, ignorant, arrogant and etc. but I still improving myself in becoming a better human being, a real man not just to you, but to everyone. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I really don’t expect you to change, let alone for me coz that will be an idiot thing to do. Yes, people change everyday, for better or for worse. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And I admit, it’s a real pain to let you go, but I have coz I don’t want to carry the burden of pain, anger to myself and despair all the way until the end of my university life. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I know that you have changed. It is obvious and I saw the change when we were really close. You are not who you was before and really, it is fine by me. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;What I want is just a second valuable chance for me to prove that I am worth to have a close friend like you. And I know that this is too much to ask.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A friend once said to me,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;“No bf/gf like their gf/bf close to another person of the opposite sex”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Come to think of it, it is partly true in, some sort of understanding. If you really delve into your personal love life, I think you can find this statement is true, in the short-term or long-term run of the relationship. I’ve experienced it before and yeah, who says I won’t experience it again.. Heh..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; Although this post will again, may cause another major change in my life and our relationship as friend, I am willing to take that chance coz sooner or later, I am just gonna let this thing out..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Anyhow, we surely had fun while it lasts…. =)”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-4986832280175445207?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4986832280175445207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=4986832280175445207' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/4986832280175445207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/4986832280175445207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2010/02/speak-of-truth.html' title='Speak of The Truth'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-7704241565131279735</id><published>2010-01-29T19:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T19:26:33.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whitewater Rafting Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;After about 2 weeks of thinking, I decided to just go for it. Hehe.. Bila lagi mau enjoy sama kawan2 kan? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This is my first ever trip at West Malaysia that I went with my university buddies. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;One week prior to the trip, I actually still hesitating whether I want to join or not but after TC mentioned in Facebook that we need to pay the deposit, I must make up my mind since there’s no turning back. I paid anyway. Hehe.. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Next question, since the bus will be departed at 8.30 am in Puduraya, where will I stay for the night before the trip? I won’t put myself in a rush and frustrate myself to take the earliest bus from Melaka all the way to Pudu and then to Perak. No no no…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So, I put status on my Facebook asking for a place to stay and no one reply.. =( What to do.. So, since I don’t know their exact location, I started to ask around. Ask Arep, Mao (didn’t reply) and Koyot (didn’t reply on Facebook). I have to thank TC for this coz she managed to call Koyot and asked for me. So there, I got a place to stay. Hehe.. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Since this is my first time travel to Bangi, I asked very detail questions about how to go around from Melaka all the way to Bangi. Haha.. I don’t want to get confused coz I really suck at keeping my direction and end up stuck and sleeping at Puduraya instead.. LOL..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Koyot told me to stop whether at Hentian Bas Kajang or UKM KTM Station. I asked my dad about it and he gave me suggestion to go to Pudu and then back to Kajang, which is not to my liking since it’s jumping bus.. I hate jumping from bus to bus which I don’t know why.. However, I got a really nice plan that is to go to Seremban, catch a commuter to UKM.. Sambil2 tu boleh la hang out dgn budak2 Seremban dulu.. Hehe..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h4&gt;24/01/2010&lt;/h4&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Off I went to Seremban by bus, leaving at 1.30pm. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Kept messaging Seqam about where should I meet him. He kept giving me confusing directions. End up staying at the Terminal 2 waiting for him to pick me up.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LDrQN4TwI/AAAAAAAAAKw/b9I4RjoDyDI/s1600-h/P12400499.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P1240049" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="313" alt="P1240049" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LDsgOGrcI/AAAAAAAAAK0/CunzgEwn0JU/P1240049_thumb7.jpg?imgmax=800" width="411" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Seqam drove me around city of Seremban, although I’ve been there a couple of times, he drove me like I’ve never been there before, showing me places.. HAHA! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ate at A&amp;amp;W near to Seremban Parade and met Komeng there. We hung out until 5.00pm and then off I went to the KTM Seremban.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My &lt;strong&gt;very noob moments &lt;/strong&gt;started here&lt;strong&gt;.. &lt;/strong&gt;at the KTM..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;This was my very first time taking a commuter. So, bear with me. I was really nervous and there were a lot of people.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;I reached the counter and mentioned UKM as my destination and since this is my first time, I asked the lady at the counter which train should I hop on. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;With a cynical smile, she said, “In your opinion, which train should you take?” &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;I backed out a bit and then I saw the board. There’s only two trains; destination: RAWANG and SINGAPORE.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;=.=&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;I felt really hopeless and soulless.. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LDuhE1EFI/AAAAAAAAAK4/jigp8Z0D0nQ/s1600-h/P124005215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P1240052" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="310" alt="P1240052" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LDvw-UpZI/AAAAAAAAAK8/lCvlJ9x6Coo/P1240052_thumb13.jpg?imgmax=800" width="407" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt;The rail and the surrounding really blend together and the composition of colour is really cool. If only I can take better picture of this.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A lot of hot chicks around me but I don’t dare taking any picture.. LOL&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyway, I arrived in UKM around 6.30pm and Koyot drove me to his house. Besar weh rumah dia.. Hoho.. Jakun first time datang.. His mom served me with karipap.. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Contacted Mao and he drove over his dad’s Naza Ria together with Kerol and Ammar. Before masuk kereta, I told the story about my noob moment and they laughed.. they laughed hard.. T_T&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Around 9.00pm, out from Koyot’s house and went to Warta (kot) in Bangi. Ate dinner in Rasamas, Koyot’s treat.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LDzqAMVOI/AAAAAAAAALA/3yv_IlckzXQ/s1600-h/P124005920.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P1240059" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="287" alt="P1240059" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LD0rwufvI/AAAAAAAAALE/721xRlFM20k/P1240059_thumb16.jpg?imgmax=800" width="377" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Next hang out at the Big Glass, near Koyot’s house, watching FA Cup Stoke vs. Arsenal where Mao gave out an idea to stay at his house since it’s easier to reach Pudu than rushing to take the first commuter at UKM. &lt;em&gt;(I think in Mao’s head he already made his decision to come with us when he offered us a place to stay but keep asking us whether he want to join or not. =.=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LD2GW_gKI/AAAAAAAAALI/i154gbsMZg0/s1600-h/P12400675.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LD2GW_gKI/AAAAAAAAALM/wWaxE7grokY/s1600-h/P12400679.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P1240067" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="299" alt="P1240067" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LD4DKKXUI/AAAAAAAAALU/qviedcdxT0U/P1240067_thumb7.jpg?imgmax=800" width="393" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Big weh the glass. No wonder Big Glass. And someone so idiotic (^^) suggesting that the price is just RM2.50 which is actually RM5.00.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Around 12.30am, back to Koyot’s house, took our items and out we went, sending Ammar at Kajang and Kerol at Balakong. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Then, Mao drove me around and we went to Taman Bukit Permai. The view of Kuala Lumpur is just magnificent.. WITH NO FOG!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LD5FGxdEI/AAAAAAAAALY/eeq4Qcj41Sk/s1600-h/P125007612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P1250076" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="317" alt="P1250076" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LD6EiW5eI/AAAAAAAAALc/zNklnBVSjmg/P1250076_thumb10.jpg?imgmax=800" width="412" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LD7utuPRI/AAAAAAAAALg/yuCH3v9ieZA/s1600-h/P12500827.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P1250082" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="317" alt="P1250082" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LD9B5gWrI/AAAAAAAAALk/OXVe9q5aGkY/P1250082_thumb5.jpg?imgmax=800" width="414" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LD-0PmLJI/AAAAAAAAALo/I4vedaiwDEA/s1600-h/P12500936.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P1250093" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="316" alt="P1250093" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LEAAsNJ3I/AAAAAAAAALs/zwHfMeRRMOY/P1250093_thumb4.jpg?imgmax=800" width="416" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LEDiXXM7I/AAAAAAAAALw/-YeUmROPG7w/s1600-h/P12500966.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P1250096" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="319" alt="P1250096" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LEEpRz-CI/AAAAAAAAAL0/U3cbcQ33T4U/P1250096_thumb4.jpg?imgmax=800" width="419" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ooh.. My butt!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Around 2.30am we arrived at Mao’s house. His family already sleeping and we outside made quite a noise. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Cannot sleep because we shared the bed. I never have a good sleep for about a week anyway so I kept waking up and checked the clock. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h4&gt;25/01/2010 &lt;/h4&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I know. According to me, the day started at 6.00am; my blog, my rule ^^)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Mao’s little brother woke us up at 6.30am and we took a bath and had bakso for breakfast! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Koyot and I didn’t dare to take the spicy stuff since both of us has stomach ache that morning. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Mao’s dad took us to STAR LRT Station and we went straight to Plaza Rakyat. Met Syepah there. Walked to Puduraya.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Met with the others and hung out while waiting for the bus. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;8.30am-ish – Yahoo! Started our journey to Perak. There’s only us in the bus, slept most of the time. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LEGI37YII/AAAAAAAAAL4/V3XzTrog7_E/s1600-h/P12501078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P1250107" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="340" alt="P1250107" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LEG8xJrtI/AAAAAAAAAL8/vYe3oUCuoy4/P1250107_thumb6.jpg?imgmax=800" width="259" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LEIKwcVtI/AAAAAAAAAMA/nSp_IFClAFY/s1600-h/P125011014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P1250110" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="359" alt="P1250110" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LEJb8EN4I/AAAAAAAAAME/WZYXmA9vKnk/P1250110_thumb12.jpg?imgmax=800" width="273" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Nearly 11.30pm, we arrived at Medan Gopeng, Perak. I saw a crocodile in the drain but I was the only one that saw it, so I can’t share the fun with anyone. =(&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Shahul from Penang already waiting for us there and 10 minutes later, the agents of the rafting group arrived. Introduced themselves as Amy, Sherry (I think so and he’s a guy) and Pakcik TC which I also forgot his name. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;They drove us straight to the caving site, for cave exploration. Gua Kandu is the name of the cave.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LELCgptAI/AAAAAAAAAMI/ISqltiNkRVE/s1600-h/P1250112%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P1250112" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="297" alt="P1250112" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LEMU6-tgI/AAAAAAAAAMM/uhMdKznC1AI/P1250112_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="391" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LEO0x5_RI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/-DmJi0w5vdA/s1600-h/P1250116%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P1250116" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="301" alt="P1250116" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LEQHJcSfI/AAAAAAAAAMU/NQIz5hSLze0/P1250116_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="396" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LESfFwfZI/AAAAAAAAAMY/YLUVKDsSRTc/s1600-h/22536_1229801023733_1190334805_30618%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="22536_1229801023733_1190334805_30618807_6420127_n" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="305" alt="22536_1229801023733_1190334805_30618807_6420127_n" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LEVvPtF-I/AAAAAAAAAMc/jLeQiDm-p-Q/22536_1229801023733_1190334805_30618.jpg?imgmax=800" width="396" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LEYzzQCOI/AAAAAAAAAMg/cdKlLpYxOCw/s1600-h/18666_281171441185_517421185_4097034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="18666_281171441185_517421185_4097034_4833253_n" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="320" alt="18666_281171441185_517421185_4097034_4833253_n" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LEavDVemI/AAAAAAAAAMo/ltH0-59j2Iw/18666_281171441185_517421185_4097034%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LEbxq7NKI/AAAAAAAAAMs/sjHTnGEEivg/s1600-h/22536_1229801143736_1190334805_30618%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="22536_1229801143736_1190334805_30618809_7579411_n" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="303" alt="22536_1229801143736_1190334805_30618809_7579411_n" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LEdHLMyWI/AAAAAAAAAMw/W1XAKjL4Ta8/22536_1229801143736_1190334805_30618.jpg?imgmax=800" width="393" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LEfc9o_dI/AAAAAAAAAM0/NyiAkGSUK-U/s1600-h/18666_281173296185_517421185_4097073%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="18666_281173296185_517421185_4097073_716607_n" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="306" alt="18666_281173296185_517421185_4097073_716607_n" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LEg9S_mUI/AAAAAAAAAM4/G2uizkTenaQ/18666_281173296185_517421185_4097073.jpg?imgmax=800" width="402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LEiMZ32pI/AAAAAAAAAM8/MS2qASlfV3I/s1600-h/P1250121%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P1250121" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="307" alt="P1250121" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LEkVw1xoI/AAAAAAAAANA/gK_EZi_jdeA/P1250121_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="404" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Cilaka sibat kata aku macam Teletubbies –.-‘’&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After we were soaked with our own sweat, next activity: WHITEWATER RAFTING YO!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Before we did just that, we stopped for a while at Rumah Rehat Adeline, for girls to change into more proper attire, not the i-want-to-go-shopping-complex-kinda-attire-with-crocs-summore if yu know what I mean. LOL&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LEmUbdqiI/AAAAAAAAANE/o-dwG_8EFcs/s1600-h/20045_1344425332082_1274704564_988152_3304190_n%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="20045_1344425332082_1274704564_988152_3304190_n" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="304" alt="20045_1344425332082_1274704564_988152_3304190_n" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LEnjpO51I/AAAAAAAAANI/ql1I2eRAH1c/20045_1344425332082_1274704564_988152_3304190_n_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LEqJ_PRHI/AAAAAAAAANM/kJmpfIMOvFY/s1600-h/20045_1344426292106_1274704564_988154_8173617_n%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="20045_1344426292106_1274704564_988154_8173617_n" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="306" alt="20045_1344426292106_1274704564_988154_8173617_n" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LErKQsu9I/AAAAAAAAANQ/JR7vymgh-nk/20045_1344426292106_1274704564_988154_8173617_n_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We were given a crash course on how to survive in the raft (not exactly a raft, more like a boat). How to handle the paddle and all, how to wear the safety vest properly, what we should and shouldn’t do in the boat. We were so excited! Haha!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LEtAYOtDI/AAAAAAAAANU/pkmF0XUUbYs/s1600-h/22536_1229811143986_1190334805_30618%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="22536_1229811143986_1190334805_30618831_2437524_n" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="306" alt="22536_1229811143986_1190334805_30618831_2437524_n" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LEvKjZ4_I/AAAAAAAAANY/DIcb7c4TvDc/22536_1229811143986_1190334805_30618%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;font size="1"&gt;See Wani behind Kim? She wore the vest but realize that the vest is too big for her. LOL. She got to wear the ‘budak kecik’ size. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LEw_03dkI/AAAAAAAAANc/3cgBEIbnn74/s1600-h/22536_1229811223988_1190334805_30618%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="22536_1229811223988_1190334805_30618833_1853079_n" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="314" alt="22536_1229811223988_1190334805_30618833_1853079_n" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LEyS7PqLI/AAAAAAAAANg/ggJ2qPA47a0/22536_1229811223988_1190334805_30618.jpg?imgmax=800" width="408" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Yeah.. Listening to the instructors.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Yeah.. Enough said.. Picture time.. Go ahead and indulge. And get jealous! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LE0I3HTxI/AAAAAAAAANk/J9ELERGdSvc/s1600-h/22536_1229815064084_1190334805_30618%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="22536_1229815064084_1190334805_30618845_5153569_n" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="310" alt="22536_1229815064084_1190334805_30618845_5153569_n" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LE0wIiqLI/AAAAAAAAANo/-uAKOd00DBA/22536_1229815064084_1190334805_30618.jpg?imgmax=800" width="408" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LE2ChZMbI/AAAAAAAAANs/V4lqjP5dwjQ/s1600-h/22536_1229815104085_1190334805_30618.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="22536_1229815104085_1190334805_30618846_3320049_n" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; 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&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;(More pictures are in Wani’s, Kim’s, TC’s, Amy’s and my Facebook)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We enjoyed to the max. Period. We were rafting around 13km along Sg. Kampar and the adventure ended after 2 hours of forward paddle, back-paddling, hold on to the Oh Shit (OS) line, boom-boom, shake the boat and intentionally capsized the boat. Oh.. and saving Yana’s CROCS.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sampai je to our destination, we were out from the bloody cold water and terus makan! But that time, I don’t have the urge to makan banyak. I’ve lost my appetite and only managed to eat a little of the fried noodle. We ate at the gazebo and waited for our accommodation. I forgot what happened at that time coz my mind was on something else.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LFSZvA9rI/AAAAAAAAAOo/vN-EvNWxdIg/s1600-h/18666_281179306185_517421185_4097178_6893897_n%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="18666_281179306185_517421185_4097178_6893897_n" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="297" alt="18666_281179306185_517421185_4097178_6893897_n" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LFTa3vVOI/AAAAAAAAAOs/N-kpZEDNgek/18666_281179306185_517421185_4097178_6893897_n_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="391" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Our place to stay. Girls got their own place. Looks like a big chicken coop. LOL&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So that night, ada sorang pakcik ni offer us all to join them for dinner. Kampung-style! Woo! It’s been too long since I’ve ever tasted masakan kampung.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;8.30pm – We rode the two cars and headed to the pakcik’s house. &lt;em&gt;(Sorry la, on that day, semua nama orang I lupak. Hehe..)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LFVUC4JrI/AAAAAAAAAOw/at0tw1dR-EY/s1600-h/18666_281177666185_517421185_4097148_3107570_n%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="18666_281177666185_517421185_4097148_3107570_n" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="307" alt="18666_281177666185_517421185_4097148_3107570_n" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LFWEuGv3I/AAAAAAAAAO0/lXL-9fX8dmw/18666_281177666185_517421185_4097148_3107570_n_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="404" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The food are all ready. They’re only waiting for us to eat.. Ada macam2 weh.. Ikan bakar, sambal petai dengan ikan bilis, labu masak lemak kuning, tempoyak ikan bilis, ulam-ulaman, ikan masak kicap, asam pedas, and for our dessert, bubur pulut hitam. Slurrp.. Come on.. indulge.. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LFYdnDLPI/AAAAAAAAAO4/7XdrgFFK9hw/s1600-h/18666_281178051185_517421185_4097153_3025273_n%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="18666_281178051185_517421185_4097153_3025273_n" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="313" alt="18666_281178051185_517421185_4097153_3025273_n" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LFZ-nd2eI/AAAAAAAAAO8/deCQKFw8_8Y/18666_281178051185_517421185_4097153_3025273_n_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="411" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LFbfyAf7I/AAAAAAAAAPA/JhDX6gy1UzY/s1600-h/18666_281178081185_517421185_4097156_1700170_n%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="18666_281178081185_517421185_4097156_1700170_n" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="363" alt="18666_281178081185_517421185_4097156_1700170_n" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LFccl0fyI/AAAAAAAAAPE/bJsxlBtj2jM/18666_281178081185_517421185_4097156_1700170_n_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="276" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LFefaE18I/AAAAAAAAAPI/i3XZWUeXJOA/s1600-h/18666_281178801185_517421185_4097165_2073853_n%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="18666_281178801185_517421185_4097165_2073853_n" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="316" alt="18666_281178801185_517421185_4097165_2073853_n" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LFfbsS0SI/AAAAAAAAAPM/a5rERLp4lxQ/18666_281178801185_517421185_4097165_2073853_n_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="413" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LFgyTbBMI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/lyMqd6Piw8s/s1600-h/18666_281178501185_517421185_4097160_4398618_n%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="18666_281178501185_517421185_4097160_4398618_n" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="314" alt="18666_281178501185_517421185_4097160_4398618_n" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LFh1Yo7II/AAAAAAAAAPU/qDPFhVkqSac/18666_281178501185_517421185_4097160_4398618_n_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="411" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After eating, there’s nothing else worth mentioning here.. I didn’t get much sleep, I woke up and then hung out with the instructor, played ping-pong with them and back to the room at 4.00am, still kenot sleep, just staring blankly at the ceiling. LOL.. So yeah, moved on to the next day.. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h4&gt;26/01/2010&lt;/h4&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I got out from the room around 8.00am, just walking around the chalet area, enjoying the cool breeze and then lepak again with the instructors.. He mentioned that we’ll be going to the waterfall around 10.00am.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I just jalan2 bodoh je until around 9.00am, before Kim ajak me to join her play ping-pong.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;10.00am-ish.. Off we go to the waterfall. It’s Ulu Geruntum waterfall. The view was just magnificent.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LFjhvhqQI/AAAAAAAAAPY/ylkKu2en8zk/s1600-h/P1260137%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P1260137" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="317" alt="P1260137" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LFlIsWgTI/AAAAAAAAAPc/50KmxbY6q-A/P1260137_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="415" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LFmSQwcqI/AAAAAAAAAPg/1IrZm4KDreY/s1600-h/20045_1344880023449_1274704564_988907_4081177_n%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="20045_1344880023449_1274704564_988907_4081177_n" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="315" alt="20045_1344880023449_1274704564_988907_4081177_n" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LFnoX9vCI/AAAAAAAAAPk/90B0a-1N6j8/20045_1344880023449_1274704564_988907_4081177_n_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="411" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LFo8o8nsI/AAAAAAAAAPo/a0EXHNqlEZY/s1600-h/20045_1344882703516_1274704564_988927_4787287_n%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="20045_1344882703516_1274704564_988927_4787287_n" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="304" alt="20045_1344882703516_1274704564_988927_4787287_n" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LFqAJ_QtI/AAAAAAAAAPs/jg8GfL-Ihxg/20045_1344882703516_1274704564_988927_4787287_n_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LFrSYBe1I/AAAAAAAAAPw/XtDy4jdCnzk/s1600-h/20045_1344885863595_1274704564_988948_5215911_n%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="20045_1344885863595_1274704564_988948_5215911_n" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="303" alt="20045_1344885863595_1274704564_988948_5215911_n" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LFskCiyGI/AAAAAAAAAP0/mcMqrv5_S2A/20045_1344885863595_1274704564_988948_5215911_n_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="399" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LFuvcLzgI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DBIPE6tx2P8/s1600-h/18666_281180866185_517421185_4097200_438728_n%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="18666_281180866185_517421185_4097200_438728_n" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="307" alt="18666_281180866185_517421185_4097200_438728_n" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LFwc-WDiI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Lr-2ehrTUhk/18666_281180866185_517421185_4097200_438728_n_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="404" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LFyphYsZI/AAAAAAAAAQA/KDWxDuOMNZA/s1600-h/18666_281180301185_517421185_4097194_7640153_n%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="18666_281180301185_517421185_4097194_7640153_n" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="309" alt="18666_281180301185_517421185_4097194_7640153_n" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LFz75TUBI/AAAAAAAAAQE/8U_YqVeojLk/18666_281180301185_517421185_4097194_7640153_n_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="404" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LF1FDY3zI/AAAAAAAAAQI/RpoPDr3B8n8/s1600-h/18666_281180316185_517421185_4097195_3839297_n%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="18666_281180316185_517421185_4097195_3839297_n" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="370" alt="18666_281180316185_517421185_4097195_3839297_n" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LF2JODxdI/AAAAAAAAAQM/ZehIGlEw7ug/18666_281180316185_517421185_4097195_3839297_n_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="281" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;font size="1"&gt;Ada macam 90210 punya DVD cover tak? ^_^&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The current is really strong.. At the place where the guys were there, it felt like a thousand bricks falling on you. But it’s really cold and fun, so we don’t mind all that. Hehehe..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;They went for breakfast, supplied by the pakcik yg offered us dinner yesterday. I only have drinks. Again, coz I really don’t feel like eating.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We moved out from there around 1.30pm, went back to our chalet, picked our things and the whitewater rafting adventure was officially done!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We arrived at Medan Gopeng around 2.15pm and straight bought the ticket back to Kuala Lumpur and the bus will depart at 2.30pm. We rushed to the bus and off we went back to KL.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LF26qVwxI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/hcrPE0FA9i4/s1600-h/P1260145%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P1260145" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="365" alt="P1260145" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LF4JFsctI/AAAAAAAAAQU/ItvBiuspUXs/P1260145_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="280" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Kalau like this also sejuk lagi, I don’t know what to say dah.. Hehe..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Around 6 we arrived at the station, grabbed our light dinner before we all went our own direction; Syepah and Wani to Gombak, me to Melaka etc. &lt;em&gt;(I forgot how the rest got home. LOL)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Catching bus to Melaka at 7.00pm, slept almost the whole journey and feel a bit gloomy coz the adventure is finally ended.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But I really have fun with you guys, hope we can organize something like this again. Although my leg macam ini, I still want to enjoy like you guys. LOL..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Thank you to TC and the rest for the lovely pictures and also for lovely companions. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;“An adventure full of joy, laughter, pain and a lot of experiences gained.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&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/7431471131714230110-7704241565131279735?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7704241565131279735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=7704241565131279735' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/7704241565131279735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/7704241565131279735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/whitewater-rafting-adventure.html' title='Whitewater Rafting Adventure'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2LDsgOGrcI/AAAAAAAAAK0/CunzgEwn0JU/s72-c/P1240049_thumb7.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-911318521498547</id><published>2010-01-24T00:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T00:38:41.832+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>Vacation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;My first vacation of the year sadly to say.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’ll be offline and not online as much as I did.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Won’t be updating till Tuesday.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Cheerio~&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;You guys too have fun, aight’?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;=)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*Up we go packing my bag and everything.. Weehuu*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-911318521498547?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/911318521498547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=911318521498547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/911318521498547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/911318521498547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/vacation.html' title='Vacation.'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-2735641312144380978</id><published>2010-01-22T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T00:00:29.128+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>Aurora</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I’m so wish that I am in the Arctic region right now.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The new sunspot area on the sun is facing the Earth&amp;#160; and it’s crackling with solar flare. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The solar flare cause a change in solar wind stream and it hits the magnetic field of the earth, sparking auroras around the Arctic Circle. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S1h6Ba9JaAI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/IH2h3mAjKQs/s1600-h/stereob_m2_anim4.gif"&gt;&lt;img title="stereob_m2_anim" style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" height="234" alt="stereob_m2_anim" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S1h6FDZcwvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/BdUWTyoxE0A/stereob_m2_anim_thumb2.gif?imgmax=800" width="346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The solar flare incident &lt;font size="1"&gt;*gasp*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Since the sunspot just turning towards the earth, more auroras can be seen in this month onwards.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;You can search about the aurora in wikipedia etc.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So, a reminder to all sky watchers who are in the Arctic now, snap more photos please.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Me begging you so that I can enjoy the beauty too. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I wanted to be an astronomer before. I dreamt about being an astronomer; watching beautiful stars, observing the beauty of our planet and others etc. Well, looks like we cannot always follow our dreams because most of us have his or her path chosen for you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;(Too nerdy for your liking? Buzz off, please..me want no violence in this blog thank you)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;=)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S1h6GBYmEaI/AAAAAAAAAKA/cj2wqkxFtCI/s1600-h/PetterHamnes27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Petter-Hamnes2" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="522" alt="Petter-Hamnes2" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S1h6G4mn4II/AAAAAAAAAKE/GQsxfzSd7TA/PetterHamnes2_thumb5.jpg?imgmax=800" width="346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Courtesy of: &lt;a href="http://www.spaceweather.com" target="_blank"&gt;Space Weather&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-2735641312144380978?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2735641312144380978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=2735641312144380978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/2735641312144380978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/2735641312144380978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/aurora.html' title='Aurora'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S1h6FDZcwvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/BdUWTyoxE0A/s72-c/stereob_m2_anim_thumb2.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-3512264593919813531</id><published>2010-01-20T23:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T23:43:55.954+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><title type='text'>Piece of memories..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I spanked. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;They gasped in shock.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;He tried to ask me what am I doing.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I ignored him.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Continue watching flamingoes and other animals.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; Went back to our origin.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moral of the story:&lt;/strong&gt; Don’t simply spank people in public. They have eyes.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;LOL&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Forgive me of my ignorance.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-3512264593919813531?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3512264593919813531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=3512264593919813531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/3512264593919813531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/3512264593919813531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/piece-of-memories.html' title='Piece of memories..'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-692612322306045241</id><published>2010-01-15T02:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T02:55:45.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Biggest Moment Part 3: The Finale</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Previously on Biggest Moment..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;**Zweeaaaaaa** (Sound effect from Heroes)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;While he was explaining the procedure, the attendant was busy preparing the syringe.. I asked what is that.. then he said, “Morphine..” while grinning at me..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Biggest Moment continue….&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Meanwhile, Azfar asked the doctor how long do I have to stay in the hospital because the teaching weeks are not over yet. And to his shock, the doctor said 2 weeks. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I mumbled quite loudly to myself about how am I going to the class, will I miss a lot, I got lot of assignments to do.. Azfar dah risau.. Wakaka.. He asked to release me as soon as possible and the doctor said that if nothing happens during the treatment, I can be released in 4-5 days.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;He injected the syringe and suddenly I felt happy~ and carefree~ and relax~ &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Hahaha.. I don’t know whether this story is true or not but Fariq told me that Azfar mentioned to him that I asked for a lot of things such as laptop, clean clothes, hand phone, toiletries etc. but as I was list all the things I needed, I mumbled all the way and suddenly passed out.. LOL.. Maybe the morphine is too strong for me to handle.. ;) and as a good Malaysian citizen,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;“Say NO to drugs..”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I passed out for quite some time.. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Mmm.. Let’s see, we arrived at the hospital at 10.00pm, did this and did that, give or take 11.00pm, I woke up again and asked the nurse for the time and it was 1.00am..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The first thing I searched when I regain consciousness is my left leg.. Wuh.. It’s still there and it’s straight again.. But I was shocked to see what the two nurses is doing with me leg.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;They were SHAVING IT!! OMG~ tidak pernah kakiku dishave.. T_T&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I was struggling with my dizziness and yet I still like bising-bising asking what the hell are&amp;#160; they doing.. The ketua nurse yang kerepot itu told me that they need to shave to put 1kg weight.. The reason: to keep my leg straight. I just nodded and agreed to what she said and relieved that I felt comfortable again.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Then, came Fariq and Chendol with all the stuff I requested. I totally forgot that I asked and asked them to bring them all back, except my personal items such as wallet and hand phone. At this time lah Fariq told me what Azfar has told him. LOL.. It was so funny. But I was too tired maybe because of the drug, and it was late. So they left and before I sleep, I called my dad to break the news to him. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The nurse around kept waking me up every 4 hours, to do check-up on me; i.e. my leg, my blood pressure and my well-being.. i guess..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h4&gt;Hospital Day 1 (Sunday)&lt;/h4&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I woke up at around 6-7.00am coz my phone was ringing.. Gala called me, asking me what did I want for breakfast coz his mom want to visit. He wanted me to choose mihun goreng or roti canai but I can’t decide so I just said apa-apa lah. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Around 1 hour later, they arrived with tons of stuff. His mom is really generous you know.. 2 bottles of mineral water 1.5L, 3 Chipsmore, paper cup, some snack and for my breakfast, BOTH mihun goreng and roti canai.. THANK YOU GALA and HIS MOM! :D They visit me before they go to the church.. Huhu.. I’m really touched.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The time passed by really damn slow here.. Around me in the orthopedic ward, semua orang tua-tua except one, the bed in front of me, PMR student if I still remembered; his leg broke in three places, forgot what happened. Anyway, because of the environment yang x best and all, I listened to my XpressMusic while taking pictures.. LOL..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S09ngLjDvjI/AAAAAAAAAIg/RDiF2h53yEA/s1600-h/Image006%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Image006" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="297" alt="Image006" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S09nhosqjkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/W4fH6R4JjGw/Image006_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="227" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; My sight for the whole day everyday.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I messaged Koyot, Mau and others asking them when they are going to visit me. LOL, demanding much.. And on that day, I had to do an x-ray, to make sure that they put my hip back into the socket correctly with no broken or cracked whip.. eh.. hip.. So, I dibawa ke hulu ke hilir with my trusty mobile bed. Hihi. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S09nmQPpU3I/AAAAAAAAAIo/RyI27tgsS_0/s1600-h/Image007%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Image007" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="328" alt="Image007" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S09noTz4b9I/AAAAAAAAAIs/nt-EHnx9eLA/Image007_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="251" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt; Waiting for my turn to use the x-ray&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sadly, the ‘X-Ray Girl’ was not there. So I’d been attended by a medic student with his supervisor. The supervisor keep asking where is this part and that part and how to properly take x-ray picture while he kept poking me, giving answer. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I was like the anatomy dummy for a while.. &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S09nplcqF0I/AAAAAAAAAIw/wdh-5qYFNUU/s1600-h/after%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="after" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="296" alt="after" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S09nrxCwitI/AAAAAAAAAI0/-9JWRNhCSYk/after_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="390" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;It’s back inside bebeh! Wuhu!&lt;/font&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;No one visited me for the whole day and Azfar kept telling me that he will come and visit me but he got a lot of assignments on that day. But, later that night Mr. Mawi, our CRC advisor, visited me, asking me about my well-being.. Just for a while only but it’s okay.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;For the whole day, I did not take any heavy meal. From the tray that was given to me, I only took one suap of rice and chicken.. No vegetables. Coz I can’t go to the toilet and I am too embarrassed to show my private parts to the young nurse.. Mau berak bagaimana woah.. So, I have to cut out the meal. Minum air sahaja.. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h4&gt;Hospital Day 2 (Monday)&lt;/h4&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The next day, Koyot, Afiq, Mau, Syaha, TC, Syepah, Safiq, Sofia, Shinaz, Amer and Alya visited me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:f1df67e7-8484-4991-9868-ecc1b5b22a7f" style="padding-right: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; float: none; padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-top: 0px"&gt;&lt;div id="5e621e48-5aa7-452e-93f1-c563c3779e13" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-qZwcfWUitU" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S09osJxQpNI/AAAAAAAAAJs/-bj6hIeBXcU/video1697612310e7%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-style: none" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('5e621e48-5aa7-452e-93f1-c563c3779e13'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = &amp;quot;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;object width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=\&amp;quot;movie\&amp;quot; value=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/-qZwcfWUitU&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/-qZwcfWUitU&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot; type=\&amp;quot;application/x-shockwave-flash\&amp;quot; width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/embed&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/object&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/div&amp;gt;&amp;quot;;" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;They are looking for my ward and bed&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Actually I played for Ground Zero F.C. and only managed to play one game that semester and without jersey summore.. So, they visited me, brought me KFC; which I finished no matter what and gave me jersey.. Here’s the picture, taken from Koyot’s camera.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S09nwFMbiKI/AAAAAAAAAI8/AdxnX2u4p-s/s1600-h/P3300014%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P3300014" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="296" alt="P3300014" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S09nzEeA--I/AAAAAAAAAJA/tEU7UxQVJBs/P3300014_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="391" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S09n1z-KDkI/AAAAAAAAAJE/z6K2IF8YbjQ/s1600-h/P3300007%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P3300007" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="306" alt="P3300007" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S09n3feS3BI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fdvCKM5jgiw/P3300007_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="404" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S09n73uXViI/AAAAAAAAAJM/wHbLPCZgMlw/s1600-h/P3300011%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P3300011" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="313" alt="P3300011" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S09n98GG2BI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/jXV8RIS1TGM/P3300011_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="408" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S09oBMtMSeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/4NM5L9eFQNQ/s1600-h/P3300013%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P3300013" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="345" alt="P3300013" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S09oCUquq6I/AAAAAAAAAJY/FfYrQqPXToo/P3300013_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="262" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt; I am telling touching story about a man and his hip&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h4&gt;Hospital Day 3 (Tuesday)&lt;/h4&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Since I can’t stand or go to toilet, I don’t take a bath.. At all.. And with me still in rugby shorts, yu get the idea how filthy am I at that moment. Thank you to my housemate; Fariq, Chendol, Sedut and Syabil coz they yg mandikan me that night, and asked for new green hospital clothes. I can’t wear anything else apparently. Zzzz…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S09oETbbqYI/AAAAAAAAAJc/6F6rgY3wAVA/s1600-h/Image008%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Image008" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="288" alt="Image008" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S09oFlYjzPI/AAAAAAAAAJg/D_5dasMeaKM/Image008_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S09oGVS1p-I/AAAAAAAAAJk/Ug8OOOYLClE/s1600-h/Image003%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Image003" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="Image003" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S09oIO4HF4I/AAAAAAAAAJo/wv_lZoWEPDw/Image003_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h4&gt;The Ending : Hospital Day 4 (Wednesday)&lt;/h4&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I really want to go home.. I want to have a good shower.. I want to poop really bad.. Tak tahan already.. Imagine what must I go through if I stay until 2 weeks. Isk..Isk..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So, early morning, the boss of the orthopedic surgeon, a nice Indian doctor visited me and asked the nurse for my new x-ray. After he looked at it for a while, he agreed to release me.. I was in bundle of joy.. Hurraah! I can go back now.. I grabbed my phone and called Azfar to tell the great news. He told me that around 10.00am, he will pick me up.. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sadly, he got another problem lol.. He asked Gala to pick me up instead. But in the meantime, they searched for Joe’s crutches for me to borrow. Rupa-rupanya, at 3.00pm baru diorg sampai.. &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I got onto the wheelchair and the nurse asked me not to step on the left foot, coz the bone still soft and don’t want to break it. I was really careful not to touch the floor langsung.. But the IV tube was still in my wrist.. Coz she’s new there, she don’t know what to do and due to my ‘macho’ness, I just pulled it out from my wrist.. The tube was about 2 inches inside my hand yo! Saket rupanya.. Got needle lagi..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So the nurse pushed me.. err.. using the wheelchair… err.. with me on the wheelchair of coz.. to Gala’s car.. Chendol was also there to assist me since Gala drove Land Rover that day.. =.=’’&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And from there, I lived as a disabled person, using the crutches for 3 months.. and since I got MC for 2 weeks.. I skipped the 2-week classes, which pissed Azfar off.. LOL.. Penat dia risau aku tak pegi kelas, dah kluar hospital tak pegi jugak..&amp;#160; :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After I got back to my room in CV, I quickly surfed the internet about my injuries. To my shock, I found this on the website:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Patients with posterior hip dislocation should meet his/her treatments within 6 hours to prevent nerve damage around the hip mainly the sciatic nerve”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I was in the hospital 5 hours after the incident occurred. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Luck? Perhaps. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My leg still not getting better though. In fact, it’s getting worse. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well, gloomy aside, I still have my leg intact. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-692612322306045241?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/692612322306045241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=692612322306045241' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/692612322306045241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/692612322306045241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/biggest-moment-part-3-finale.html' title='Biggest Moment Part 3: The Finale'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S09nhosqjkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/W4fH6R4JjGw/s72-c/Image006_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-6665865499355952737</id><published>2010-01-14T01:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T01:55:21.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Biggest Moment Part 2.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Previously on Biggest Moment..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;**Zweeaaaaaa** (Sound effect from Heroes)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;……… Prrreeeeeppp…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;NOW, the 2nd half continue.. LOL&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Okeh, so during the pep talk, Azfar told me to switch back to my regular position which is the Hooker.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;*clear throats*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. the forward position between two props if you’re guessing which position it is.. (My blog can be stupid and yet, informative..)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The 2nd half start; with the KB Python kicking the ball while we are the receiving team. REMEMBER: I am still in maximum fiery spirit..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;They kicked the ball… &lt;font size="1"&gt;*dup dap dup dap*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The ball flew high up the sky.. and it looked like it will drop around my area… &lt;font size="1"&gt;*dup dap dup dap*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Since I am the only one that is close to the landing zone and I was planning to charge straight up later on, I looked at the ball with an optimistic eye.. &lt;font size="1"&gt;*dup dap dup dap*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I managed to jump with one leg raised, and catch the ball on air… &lt;em&gt;(if you can’t imagine how it looks like, no worries coz there is an image that will more or less give you the idea.. LOL)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S04De5sgBiI/AAAAAAAAAII/S01Q9zOeEOE/s1600-h/200551150-001%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="200551150-001" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="221" alt="200551150-001" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S04DfjYeCdI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YLm6MWks06c/200551150-001_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="326" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Tadaaa.. See.. Clever kan? kan? Hehehe..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyway, this moment lah yg I said that happened in the blink of an eye..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Scene: On Air; still holding the ball (Oh, lupa pulak.. This is also the first time I’ve ever catch the ball like this.. LOL.. My spirit is at all-time high la katakan)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;One of the KB Python players had already marked me and charged towards me..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Before I managed to get back on the ground, he already tackled me, grabbed me by my thigh (the straight one), and just pulled my to the ground.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It happened too fast that all I can remember is me, lying on the ground with my left leg in awkward position. I screamed in pain and the game stopped for a while..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Azfar and Gala, who were near to me kept asking me whether I’m OK or not.. I keep telling them that I can’t move my leg.. and I repeated myself.. In my heart, I was like, “OMG, did I break my leg?” Like serious shit, I can’t even twist it. Then, they all carried me away from inside the field..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Hahaha.. Comes the part that really pissed me off.. LOL.. Pissed a bit la..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Since they do not know how serious my injury at that time, I forgave them all.. My injury can be &lt;strong&gt;considered rare&lt;/strong&gt;, coz it’s seldom happen during rugby, although there are several cases of this injury.. After they &lt;strong&gt;took me out&lt;/strong&gt;, they &lt;strong&gt;continued playing&lt;/strong&gt;?? WTH?? Yes, they continued playing while I was lying outside with my left leg supported by a basket.. They gave me painkillers but the pain can’t be kill. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;They assumed that I tore my thigh muscle but players with torn muscle can still move his leg but in serious pain. I can’t move a thing. Oh, my thing can move.. My leg I mean.. Nevermind..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S04DhFNQ4hI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/rCKHI02MO0w/s1600-h/Hippose%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Hippose" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="269" alt="Hippose" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S04Dh1iBirI/AAAAAAAAAIU/98QMlv7zhPM/Hippose_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="182" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My leg stayed like this throughout the evening&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Then came the rain pouring.. I, a helpless young man, being assisted by an old lady that watched the game; putting umbrella above my head and coming back and forth offering me 100 Plus.. I drank 7 or 8 cans of it.. The makcik thought I was malingering my injury, so sambil she offered me drinks, she kept asking, “Boleh gerak kaki? Boleh punya.. Sikit je tu.. Tak sakit mana pun..” I was like, “Cilaka punya makcik.. Gi tengok rugby ah..”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The game ended at dusk. So everyone started to swarm towards me, asking me how am I and everything.. Haha.. Concern jugak diorg ni.. hehe.. Then comes the coach, Coach Zack with his ‘knowledge’.. He asked me to turn around.. Dah la payah nak gerak, lagi suruh pusing.. But I turned anyhow, using my right leg to support me. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;He touched me.. Isk.. Isk.. Isk..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And then he started to massage and picit-picit that area.. WOAH!! I was biting my jersey that time.. Saket weh!!! He mentioned, “Hmm, ada ketul ni..” and confirmed his ‘diagnosis’ as muscle tear.. He also mentioned that &lt;strong&gt;there’s no need to rush me to the hospital.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Since I can’t bend my leg at all, I switched car, to Iqbal’s car. From here onwards, I want to thank &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Tompoq&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for his patience although ada time yang dia kata, “Tumbuk karang budak ni..” LOL. He sat on the side of the car while I baring on top of him while I pegang the handle kat atas tingkap tuh.. Geddit?? Ahh.. Sorry, no picture.. Hehehe..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h4&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;  &lt;h4&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;  &lt;h4&gt;=.=’’ Moment&lt;/h4&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This is the part where they carried on with their plan that is to eat at LONDON KEBAB. Sampai sahaja di London Kebab, mereka dengan gembiranya turun dari kereta, bergelak ketawa, order di dalam restoran tersebut. And then, suddenly, someone break their happy time --------&amp;gt; WEH, GHAPAM KAT MANA?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;=.=’’ kan? So Koyot went back to the car and asked me what do I want. Imagine: I tersadai di dalam kereta tiada siapa yang menemani. Huhu.. And mereka datang tengok2 bagaikan melihat buaya di dalam zoo; ketuk2 cermin sambil bergelak ketawa.. Cipet tol..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Even a slightest bump can make me scream like hell, and can you imagine how many bumps are there at custom and the immigration? huhuhu.. Iqbal kept saying sorry Ghapam, coz he always forgot to slow down at the bumps.. Haha..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h4&gt;To the Hospital We Go&lt;/h4&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We arrived at Miri around 9.00pm. And did we go straight to the hospital~? Of coz not.. we stopped by at Azfar’s house; he changed his clothes I guess and there was a plan of changing cars, to Gala’s car.. BUT HELL NO!! I don’t want…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So, Iqbal, Gala, Tompoq, and Azfar sent me to the hospital, Miri GH. I baring on Tompoq until we reached at the hospital emergency parking zone. Since I can’t move a muscle at all, the attendant got us a stretcher, carried me from inside the car and onto the gurney. They straight away sent me to the X-Ray room. While we were walking, Azfar broke the silence by asking me a really stupid question, “Kau rasa-rasa ah kan, kau sakit apa? Muscle tear ke dislocate?” I thought for a moment and answer, “Dislocate ni”..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The X-Ray attendant is HAWWWTT, bebeh! Tompoq dah pasang mata.. Hahahaha! She asked me to kangkang.. I kangkang but not wide enough.. She paksa me kangkang luas lagi coz she takut tak dapat ambik gambar yg clear.. I tahan sakit and kangkang and suruh dia cepat ambik x-ray.. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So they took me away from the attendant.. Isk.. Isk.. and back to the emergency waiting room. Came the X-Ray..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S04Dix-NuiI/AAAAAAAAAIY/vBz3ugfskw0/s1600-h/P5160018%20editedgugu%5B9%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P5160018 editedgugu" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="379" alt="P5160018 editedgugu" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S04Djk-HhUI/AAAAAAAAAIc/gtlotDzVEdI/P5160018%20editedgugu_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="405" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Semua tercengang.. Huhu.. HIP DISLOCATION.. Woohoo!! Aku betul.. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Then come the orthopedic surgeon, preparing to put back my hip into position. While he was explaining the procedure, the attendant was busy preparing the syringe.. I asked what is that.. then he said, “Morphine..” while grinning at me.. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;OMG!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;=D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-6665865499355952737?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6665865499355952737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=6665865499355952737' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/6665865499355952737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/6665865499355952737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/biggest-moment-part-2.html' title='Biggest Moment Part 2.'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S04DfjYeCdI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YLm6MWks06c/s72-c/200551150-001_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-4698139475677160092</id><published>2010-01-13T01:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T01:13:26.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Biggest Moment Part 1.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Ahh.. This memory of 2 years of mine will not ever be forgotten until I die.. Yep, yu guess it correctly, if yu know me well enough.. I have suffered a massive injury during my life in Curtin Sarawak.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2 years flew past pretty quickly if you asked me. Well, the post is dedicated to my kaki.. So.. Let’s get to the story, ya? ;p&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h1&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;  &lt;h1&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;  &lt;h4&gt;Pre-Accident&lt;/h4&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We, the rugby team departed from Miri at noon-ish.. I forgot what time. But I was placed in Hoe’s car.. err… if I’m not mistaken la.. Haha! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyway.. we went to Brunei and stuck at the custom checkpoint, coz Hoe forgot the details that need to put in the sheet.. Haha.. So we spent around half an hour, finding all the details, selongkar satu kereta.. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We played at Gurka Army Camp, at Belait.. Coz we’ll be playing friendly against KB Python. I am so excited at that time coz ya la kan.. 1st time when to Brunei to play rugby and 1st time also against a good team. Selama I play rugby, lawan team sampah-sampah je.. Hehe.. So, memang at that time, I am really upbeat to play there.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Arriving there, they (KB Python) already warmed-up and started playing against each other. Of coz la they start first coz we were late. The car details is one thing. The African yg follow cannot enter Brunei coz their visa is limited to Malaysia only. Sadly, they patah balik.. Kesian diorg.. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I wasn’t playing the first team so, I remembered main pass-pass dgn Afiq at that time outside of the field.. I remembered Afiq was there coz dia sebok cari mana nak sembahyang at that time.. Last-last, sembahyang sebelah kereta je.. =P &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h4&gt;The Moment&lt;/h4&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I entered the field 5 minutes before the end of the first half. I ganti Tompoq so for the remainder of the first half, I played as scrumhalf. Held the ball for a while, and did two phases of tackles. Can you believe that? Punya la semangat hari tu, I tackled one player and I got up and tackled another one. Clean pulak tuh.. Mmg over-spirited that day.. Hehe.. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Tapi memang betul la orang tua-tua kata&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;“&lt;em&gt;Don’t get over-excited or over-spirited coz that means that something bad might happen to you after that”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;(&lt;font size="1"&gt;Sudah translate itu kata-kata.. Haha.. What it means is that jangan happy lebih-lebih sebab selalunya itu petanda ada benda buruk akan jadi)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*Prrrreeeeeeeeepppppp*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The whistle blown marked the end of the first half..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After a bit of not-so-pep-talk-more-of-laughing-session, the 2nd half pun continue…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*Jeng-jeng-jeng*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This is the moment where it all happened. It all happened in a blink of an eye…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*BLINK* *BLINK*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It happened sudah.. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Till then~&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;LOL..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-4698139475677160092?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4698139475677160092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=4698139475677160092' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/4698139475677160092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/4698139475677160092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/biggest-moment-part-1.html' title='Biggest Moment Part 1.'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-1403672628062022956</id><published>2010-01-11T02:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T02:43:05.338+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Quickie</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;One quick post about me and my relationship before I go to sleep&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I might elaborate later on but this is the gist&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;ME AND MY RELATIONSHIP&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The girls’ birthday that I had a relationship with before are between our ‘declaration’ and before my birthday.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;All of the relationships doesn’t last a year pun.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;All relationships ended before my birthday. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Oh and the ‘declaration’ always before Valentine’s Day.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;========================================&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Haha.. You can see that there are patterns in my relationship.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;That’s all. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Cheerio~&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-1403672628062022956?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1403672628062022956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=1403672628062022956' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/1403672628062022956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/1403672628062022956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/quickie.html' title='Quickie'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-1202340236078946697</id><published>2010-01-11T01:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T01:50:16.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Planning</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;What’s the purpose of blogging eh?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After a lot of posts that I’ve done, I still can’t find the true purpose of blogging.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Please, if you can help me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And until I can find the answer.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I am planning to shut down this blog.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Thank you for reading.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-1202340236078946697?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1202340236078946697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=1202340236078946697' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/1202340236078946697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/1202340236078946697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/planning.html' title='Planning'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-5048336322825744330</id><published>2010-01-10T03:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T03:40:24.242+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='top 10'/><title type='text'>Top 10 Places I Like to Explore..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;As the title suggests.. I shall continue to the point; which is the first place I would like to travel to. Unless the title didn’t suggest that, thus making the next point I want to make seem irrelevant and not entirely connected to the title I have suggested. Hurrm.. It tends to get confusing there? Mind boggling, no?    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*clear throats*&amp;#160; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Carry on..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;I really love travelling but money and time are the constrictions, as well as other minor problems, I don’t have time to travel a lot; whether on my own or with the family. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;However, I have determined and made myself a promise (lol, cliché isn’t it) that in the future, when I still don’t have any other responsibilities (to other strangers, of course) I will give room to myself to travel, anywhere and whenever I like to. &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*cross my heart*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;All of these are just what’s in my mind right now and I really hope there’s nothing happens to these places that I would like to travel. Mana la tau kan, banjir ka, war ka, all sorts of things la can happen nowadays. Weird stuff all over the world.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Anyhu… I shall proceed with the first one.. LOL.. Talk rubbishedly, if such word even exists. ;p&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;1. Rome, Italy&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S0jXwGnKELI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Y4em5hQOhS8/s1600-h/Cupole_di_Roma_001%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Cupole_di_Roma_001" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="296" alt="Cupole_di_Roma_001" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S0jVyeFQ2oI/AAAAAAAAAFY/472yYkY3hyA/Cupole_di_Roma_001_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="391" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;Woah.. Just the sight of it makes me drools.. Really, if I can spend a whole week in Rome, I’ll explore every churches like Tom Hank did in Angels and Demon, and I’ll climb every houses and jump from rooftop to rooftop like Ezio Auditore di Firenzi.. (LOL, FYI, it’s the character in Assassin’s Creed II).. The architecture in The Renaissance Era is just magnificent. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Yeah, I really interested in architecture before, only that I found that I couldn’t draw anything at all. I suck at drawing; even fossils in front of me. ;’(&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;2. Paris&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;No.. Not Paris Hilton, although I would love to try and explore that.. :D but NO! It’s Paris, France that I want to talk about here.. Please remove all your perverted thoughts of me away from here.. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S0jV0EgthEI/AAAAAAAAAFg/eetGDzyGjiw/s1600-h/Paris%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Paris" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="271" alt="Paris" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S0jV1-sS3II/AAAAAAAAAFo/zW20TZsSwFQ/Paris_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="397" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;Yep, Paris, France. Actually the whole France, if I get to travel to their S-U-B-U-R-B-A-N (wahaha.. this is meant to sumone) places, must be cool.. check out their villages and stuff. Must be pretty exciting, don’t ya think? Not forgetting the town itself, and again the architecture.. Fiuh.. The Louvre, and the Eiffel Tower.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;On a related note, I just found out that the best time to go to Paris is during the springtime; the place is just beautiful! So, springtime, check!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;I’m pumped up right now, and to think that now is 2.16am doesn’t really stop me from blogging. LOL..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;3. Egypt&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S0jV3kY52PI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Tbw8hB1drTo/s1600-h/The-Pyramids%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="The-Pyramids" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="284" alt="The-Pyramids" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S0jV52bOsLI/AAAAAAAAAF0/k7eatCkp--U/The-Pyramids_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="375" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;What else can you find in Egypt, if not this gargantuan architecture/building/etc. that related to what I’m trying to say. When you find a magnificent feat such as this, it just make your heart and your mouth say, ”Woaaahhh” or “Wowwwww” or “Woooooo”.. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;4. Victoria Falls&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S0jV8uM88zI/AAAAAAAAAGA/CdBBxLKgQVc/s1600-h/Victoria-Falls%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Victoria-Falls" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="265" alt="Victoria-Falls" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S0jV_YqluUI/AAAAAAAAAGE/MBTbK_sB05c/Victoria-Falls_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="391" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;I don’t know much about this waterfall but it’s located in Zambia and Zimbabwe. (There have two sides of this waterfall, each one for each country). If I get a chance to visit this place, only God knows how psyched I am. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;5. Grand Canyon&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S0jWBOZvnoI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/n-YaKl2Br7Q/s1600-h/Grand-Canyon%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Grand-Canyon" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="268" alt="Grand-Canyon" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S0jWCwz2ZEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/IUKh-FYN-h4/Grand-Canyon_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="396" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;As geologist-to-be/geology student, I tend to watch outside of the car and really, just to touch the surface of the outcrop, observing a bedding structure, can really make me wonder and… surprisingly happy. I watched a lot of stories about Grand Canyon in Discovery Channel and I really love to see and experience it for myself.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;6. Great Barrier Reef&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S0jWEVaj_tI/AAAAAAAAAGc/IEY1vZY_IV8/s1600-h/Great-Barrier-Reef%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Great-Barrier-Reef" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="294" alt="Great-Barrier-Reef" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S0jWFSBuRtI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Afnf24Bi0eQ/Great-Barrier-Reef_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="388" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;World-largest reef ecosystems and top travel destination in Australia. What else can I possibly asked for. I love water. LOL.. Swimming with the fishes, turtles.. ahhh.. crap.. crap.. crap.. I want to visit there!! Argh..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;7. New York&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S0jWHsETwYI/AAAAAAAAAGw/O4CWxeOIm1E/s1600-h/New-York%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="New-York" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="249" alt="New-York" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S0jWI3O5qxI/AAAAAAAAAG4/lzlpt586KQc/New-York_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;Yes, I would like to go to New York someday.. Experience what American experience everyday.. New Yorker’s life that is. There’s also Ellis Island, Statue of Liberty just to name a few. ;p&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;8. Hawaii&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S0jWKfdZzvI/AAAAAAAAAHA/49yIBtNVDi8/s1600-h/hawaii%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="hawaii" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="298" alt="hawaii" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S0jWMolnVdI/AAAAAAAAAHI/GL0FOpj9MEI/hawaii_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="355" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;Humuhumunukunukuapua'a'.. LOL.. I forgot which movie this fish comes from.. Anyone remember?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Hawaiian beach is superb.. I love beach.. so yeah.. Got a lot of islands too.. Great for scuba diving, enjoy the beach, the hotel.. everything lah.. senang celita.. ;p&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;9. Stadiums in United Kingdom&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;LOL. Yeah.. No picture for you guys.. but this is personal mission that I made. I would really love to visit United Kingdom, not just for the beauty of the places, not just the culture but also the football stadiums.. All around the UK.. the big EPL clubs one.. Emirates, Stamford Bridge, Old Trafford, and etc.    &lt;br /&gt;I want to visit Highbury last time but it’s too late for me.. isk.. isk.. but looking on the bright side, if there is Highbury, there’s no Emirates. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;10. Giant’s Causeway&lt;/p&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S0jWOptCbvI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/wUEttNCWDCY/s1600-h/Causeway-code_poet-4%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Causeway-code_poet-4" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="310" alt="Causeway-code_poet-4" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S0jWQzXudxI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ur04t1hqeZQ/Causeway-code_poet-4_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="409" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Learning geology teaches me two things.. err.. actually a lot of things but I only want to address these two.. ;p   &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;1. All things on Earth happen for a reason     &lt;br /&gt;2. This is not just a rock&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;LOL.. I know kan.. haha.. by the way, it’s located in North Ireland if I’m not mistaken and it’s this goddamn columnar basalt that I want to see for myself!    &lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------    &lt;br /&gt;Travelling teaches you a lot of things; indulge the culture, the lifestyle, the food, etc. Oh I wish I could travel with all those guys that are in Discovery Travel &amp;amp; Living.. and also Bear Grylls. If you watch Man vs. Wild, you’ll know what I mean.. The excitement of travel to new places and learn new things. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;This top 10 is not in order, so don’t mind the number. Plus, this top 10 also is just what comes through my mind right now. Tell me what you think about all these places. Mana la tau boleh plan sama2 ka.. hehe.. and if you’ve been to these places ka, boleh la share the excitement here. =) Sharing is caring, kan kan kan?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Till then, cheerio!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-5048336322825744330?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5048336322825744330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=5048336322825744330' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/5048336322825744330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/5048336322825744330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/top-10-places-i-like-to-explore.html' title='Top 10 Places I Like to Explore..'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S0jVyeFQ2oI/AAAAAAAAAFY/472yYkY3hyA/s72-c/Cupole_di_Roma_001_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-128277184676470645</id><published>2010-01-08T03:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T03:00:56.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ooooh… Super Hot!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S0YvVjLjIFI/AAAAAAAAAD8/pK-RuHpwEVE/s1600-h/3698215_64c71152-b64e-4d4e-b99d-9d6e1aa712b8-33%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="3698215_64c71152-b64e-4d4e-b99d-9d6e1aa712b8-33" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="240" alt="3698215_64c71152-b64e-4d4e-b99d-9d6e1aa712b8-33" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S0YvXIZyfsI/AAAAAAAAAEA/dD0Kf-l6NnM/3698215_64c71152-b64e-4d4e-b99d-9d6e1aa712b8-33_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="180" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anybody knows who this is? Anyone? Hello? Per favore, chiunque?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Hahaha.. If you watch Castle on STAR World, or Quantum of Solace, you’ll probably recognized her. Well, she is Stana Katic. I don’t want to tell her bio and everything coz you can find out for yourself by Google, or Wikipedia. Really waste my time if I blog that. LOL..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;IMHO, she is an amazing actress. I really like her acting in Castle; which you can see and judge for yourself on Thursday at 8.00pm (promote&amp;#160; ;) ), acting as Det. Kate Beckett, a detective… mmm.. a really hot detective i should say… &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;She’s also has been acting in several movies, namely Quantum of Solace and The Librarian: The Curse of the Judas Chalice. Again, she was super hot in the latter movie.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S0YvYOPOYsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/RIBHDDaWuLI/s1600-h/stana_katic_librarian-judas-chalice480%5B19%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="stana_katic_librarian-judas-chalice480" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="240" alt="stana_katic_librarian-judas-chalice480" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S0YvZ9VfJsI/AAAAAAAAAEI/leA5mGRS_jc/stana_katic_librarian-judas-chalice480_thumb%5B17%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="177" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Why am I blogging about her? Well, I am bored right now.. Super damn bored.. Actually waiting Abby to reply my yahoo coz I want to ask something about photoshop.. LOL.. Oh, and coz she is portrayed in movies/TV as seductive, funny, charming, aggressive, romantic, sarcastic; traits i want to find in women. A bit of sarcasm won’t harm, i guess? ;p&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Maybe for you guys, she is nothing, but for me, she’s rated at 7 or 8 out of…….. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;20.. LOL.. Sorry, I got high taste in women.. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Nah.. Kidding, out of 10 actually..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Oh.. And she’s rated by Askmen.com at 56 by the editors but 91 by the readers!! Woohoo! Editors sucks!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Yes.. I am bored.. =.=&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;PS: I am using Windows Live Writer and for me, it is super awesome ;)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-128277184676470645?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/128277184676470645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=128277184676470645' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/128277184676470645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/128277184676470645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/ooooh-super-hot.html' title='Ooooh… Super Hot!'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S0YvXIZyfsI/AAAAAAAAAEA/dD0Kf-l6NnM/s72-c/3698215_64c71152-b64e-4d4e-b99d-9d6e1aa712b8-33_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-9129026523826868400</id><published>2010-01-04T00:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T00:07:59.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aaaahhh...</title><content type='html'>Bila mata sudah pedih tgk white background lama2.. hangout kat my blog boleh melegakan/merelaxkan mata.. aaah... best2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apa ni dtg masuk blog org.. dah masuk baca ah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;_&amp;lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-9129026523826868400?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/9129026523826868400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=9129026523826868400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/9129026523826868400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/9129026523826868400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/aaaahhh.html' title='aaaahhh...'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-3194336571491799218</id><published>2010-01-01T00:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T01:19:08.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year! :D</title><content type='html'>Dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wud like to wish yu guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;hehe... &amp;nbsp;hope that this new year will be a great one.. to me and to all of yu.. may what yu dream come true.. and what yu wished and hoped for can be a reality.. and also to all that fails to be a success in 2009, will learn and success in 2010.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/SzzT-1QHoII/AAAAAAAAADI/WCxOZTDzXXo/s1600-h/snapshot+(3).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/SzzT-1QHoII/AAAAAAAAADI/WCxOZTDzXXo/s200/snapshot+(3).jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moments in 2009 will not be forgotten, whether it's bad, good, sweet, nightmares, or whatever.. Let's cherish everything that happened last year.. and hope for the better this year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cant leave any memories aside.. it's embedded in our life and what can we do is look to the future.. May the memories remind us of who we are as a person, a friend, a brother/sister, a son/daughter, a husband/wife, a boyfriend/girlfriend etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I declared 2010 is Tahun Mesti Graduate.. Wahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know.. It's lame but who cares.. i know i don't.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Update~~: &lt;/b&gt;Lupak mok letak my New Year's Resolution.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. I got lots of resolution.. and I'll update from time to time.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Graduate this year...&lt;br /&gt;2. Dun want to be in any drama like last semester... lol.. hope.. *finger-crossed* ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-3194336571491799218?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3194336571491799218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=3194336571491799218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/3194336571491799218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/3194336571491799218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year-d.html' title='Happy New Year! :D'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/SzzT-1QHoII/AAAAAAAAADI/WCxOZTDzXXo/s72-c/snapshot+(3).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-6828205116043202482</id><published>2009-12-30T17:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T17:30:36.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Psychology Test..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;You love the crowd... a party animal! Too many “friends”, you can’t easily tell which among them is real and not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re usually expressive... Open about your emotions and most of the time willing to talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love deeply... you may flirt along and people think you’re a playboy/playgirl but the truth is: your heart belongs to only one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have so many ideas in mind... You’re creative and aggressive! If you want something, you’ll do anything to get it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re a stubborn sweetheart... You “love” him/her only because he/she loves you. If his/her flame puts out, you let go with no trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re intimidating! People have an impression that you’re elite—or if not, you simply look sophisticated. You gain praises but not companions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love actions... with the hero-like taste! You focus on your strengths and use them to protect persons/things that are important to you.&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Am I really portraying this kind of personality to yu guys?? Yu decide.. heh.. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Till then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;GOODBYE 2009!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-6828205116043202482?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6828205116043202482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=6828205116043202482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/6828205116043202482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/6828205116043202482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2009/12/psychology-test.html' title='Psychology Test..'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-8288855648409367487</id><published>2009-12-09T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T11:35:32.096+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='academic'/><title type='text'>Thank You..</title><content type='html'>Alhamdulillah.. I passed all the units for last semester.. Although they are not high enough for me to get my scholarship back, I think it's enough for me.. Guess I have to have a financial plan next semester... To those who will take supplementary paper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GOOD LUCK and ALL THE BEST.. :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I have a lot of things to blog about but whenever I want to start to write, I shut down.. lol.. I dont know and wonder why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until now, bye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-8288855648409367487?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8288855648409367487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=8288855648409367487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/8288855648409367487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/8288855648409367487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2009/12/thank-you.html' title='Thank You..'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-8296599416789997525</id><published>2009-11-30T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T10:18:54.405+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sport'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Beech..</title><content type='html'>Hey guys.. Well.. On 28th of November (Saturday), there is this rugby tournament at Esplanade Beach.. I involved in that tournament! Woohoo~! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposedly, each team must consists of 5 ppl.. but my team consists of 6 ppl; Cendol, Me, Syabil, Sedut, Karibi and Franklin. We have six because there is another team that only have 2 people. So they borrowed our teammate, Syabil and Karibi.. hehe.. Tompoq shud be in the team but last minute cancellation cos he went makan2 with Mr. Mawi kat Niah time Raya Haji. Demn it.. I wished I can go back Raya with my family.. but well.. I x perasan ada Raya Haji so yeah.. I called my mum during the night before Raya Haji and my mum asked me, "Kenapa x book ticket before 27hb?" I said that I x perasan got Raya Haji.. My mum terus cakap.. "Padan muka.." Huhuhu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the rugby tournament, it's a touch rugby tournament.. kat beach lagi tu.. so kitorg memang santai habes.. Seluar hawaii.. Pakai cap.. Shade.. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing supposedly started at 8.00-ish am.. but due to our lateness especially the thing officially started at 10.30-ish am.. lol.. mana x nya.. When we reached there, we saw a group of people already gathering.. So, sebab sudah lambat, we walked fast to the place.. The gathering memang meriah. I remembered Sedut mentioned, "Macam family day.. Bagus la MDRU(Miri Division Rugby Union) buat program.." When we arrived there, rupa-rupanya memang family day.. Haha! Our tournament is actually on the other side of the beach.. Luckily we do not go there and greet everyone.. We also led another team to the wrong place.. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there are 14 boys' teams divided into two and 4 girls' teams.. It was fun yu know.. Hanging out with fren is one thing.. but playing at the beach is so much fun.. albeit the weather condition that is super-duper hot.. I really2 have fun.. Jumpa kawan lama.. ada jumpa kawan baru.. Make contacts with other teams.. Memang bridge to know other people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the pictures taken by me (noted that I was playing, so not much of our team playing):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/SxMlLL1O6RI/AAAAAAAAABw/A7l_KI06QUw/s1600/PB280006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/SxMlLL1O6RI/AAAAAAAAABw/A7l_KI06QUw/s320/PB280006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Cendol and Syabil go to the 'family day' tournament. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/SxMmdL50ocI/AAAAAAAAACA/zuzRN1pOxrc/s1600/PB280043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/SxMmdL50ocI/AAAAAAAAACA/zuzRN1pOxrc/s320/PB280043.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Perkenalkan, my new friend.. Namanya Cheryl.. Anak sapa talak tau woo.. Umurnya baru 10 thn. but sudah pandai main rugby touch.. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Respect&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/SxMmZViHNNI/AAAAAAAAAB4/JX1RCmXtPnA/s1600/PB280042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/SxMmZViHNNI/AAAAAAAAAB4/JX1RCmXtPnA/s320/PB280042.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me with Coach Sedut.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/SxMnUWmBOnI/AAAAAAAAACI/swxUplnQQ2I/s1600/PB280060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/SxMnUWmBOnI/AAAAAAAAACI/swxUplnQQ2I/s320/PB280060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The team with Gala minus Karibi and Franklin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/SxMomFx5QJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/NKOoDYa-Qos/s1600/PB280068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/SxMomFx5QJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/NKOoDYa-Qos/s320/PB280068.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The champions of the day; Miri&amp;nbsp;Barracuda&amp;nbsp;I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(I forgot which girls team become champion)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/SxMqEdbMFXI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Ux_Xnp7d2xw/s1600/PB280067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/SxMqEdbMFXI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Ux_Xnp7d2xw/s320/PB280067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If not because of these two baduts, the event or the tournament become dull.. Haha.. They both from Belait I guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/SxMp0LWUcRI/AAAAAAAAACo/--iIHRx5pbg/s1600/PB280074.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/SxMp0LWUcRI/AAAAAAAAACo/--iIHRx5pbg/s320/PB280074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the girls' team from Miri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/SxMqKggtIqI/AAAAAAAAADA/S0i_TxmaigU/s1600/PB280073.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/SxMqKggtIqI/AAAAAAAAADA/S0i_TxmaigU/s320/PB280073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah.. Well.. Lol.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/SxMpsLucGBI/AAAAAAAAACg/N6ACD2K67fM/s1600/PB280079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/SxMpsLucGBI/AAAAAAAAACg/N6ACD2K67fM/s320/PB280079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Haha.. Wacky moments..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Forgot to mention that me and Sedut is the top try scorers in our team.. 4 tries!! Woohoo! Although they kept mentioning that my last try is the greatest.. I tried to become humble but yu know.. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I guess that's all.. I really really have fun during the tournament.. Although now my left hip seems too stubborn to move.. &amp;gt;_&amp;lt; Please pray that it can be moved again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-8296599416789997525?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8296599416789997525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=8296599416789997525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/8296599416789997525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/8296599416789997525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/beech.html' title='Beech..'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/SxMlLL1O6RI/AAAAAAAAABw/A7l_KI06QUw/s72-c/PB280006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-7015827125465868819</id><published>2009-11-26T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T02:07:51.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wutsup~</title><content type='html'>As the title suggests.. What's up y'all?!! Haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emm.. I'm using hotel's connection now.. Oh.. Have I told yu guys that I stayed in Imperial Hotel for awhile? If not, then yu are told now.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my 2nd day staying in the hotel.. Speaking of which, I want to share with yu a song by Richard Ashcroft.. Best wooo~ I hope that I can play guitar like him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mGUStbqAb2w"&gt;A Song For The Lovers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pokeh balik semenanjung for a week.. Baik gler woo dia.. The night before he flew back to semenanjung.. He treated us for how many hours playing game at the cyber cafe.. He also asked us to join him at the hotel.. And &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;he also treated us with buckets of KFC.. I bangun2 tgh hari ada KFC depan mata.. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy gila hari ni.. Arsenal menang.. Liverpool out.. Malam ni Manchester United lak.. Hurm.. Baju pon basuh kat hotel.. Free weh.. Instead of paying RM3 to the makcik jaga CV..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-7015827125465868819?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7015827125465868819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=7015827125465868819' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/7015827125465868819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/7015827125465868819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/wutsup.html' title='Wutsup~'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-3937825654049999177</id><published>2009-11-22T07:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T07:29:14.509+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Pre-Holiday Holiday..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Hey guys~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;How yu've been so far? I know.. I know.. Holiday is just beginning for like one week.. I'm sure that all of yu have all sorts of plans for yur holiday right? Whether it's with yur family or friends. Well, I am here in Miri until 5th of December.. Till then, I will enjoy myself to the fullest with my housemate, Cendol, Sedut, and Syabil including Aswad, Hafis, Pokeh, Chong, and Fuad.. and yeah.. sumtimes Hill.. haha.. (sorry guys.. menjaja nama korang di blogku yg tidak best ni :P)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Sedut and Syabil will be leaving Miri for good.. and I really hope they got what they wish for.. Kerja that is.. Boleh la belanja kitorg makan pulak.. Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Yesterday night, Chong brought his newly-bought XBOX 360 that he just bought from Bintang..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;*drools**slurps*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Yeah~ Manyak giler game wooo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Some of the games that come together with the console:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;1. FIFA 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;2. Fable 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;3. UFC 2009: Undisputed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;4. Gears of Wars 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;5. Assassin's Creed 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;6. Tekken 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;7. Halo (I forgot which one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;and I've been playing like 4 of these games.. It was so much fun.. Dari malam semlm until now weh.. haha~ Enjoy sakan.. I've become nocturnal just nice when the exam week is over... Woohoo.. And until now.. Main game jak.. No one wants to bring me out.. to anywhere.. huhuhu~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;My eyes won't shut... yet... maybe after I go to breakfast.. baru nak terlelap kot.. Hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Err... What else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ummm... That's all kot.. for today.. I guess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Haha~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Bye~ cheerio! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-3937825654049999177?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3937825654049999177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=3937825654049999177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/3937825654049999177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/3937825654049999177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/pre-holiday-holiday.html' title='Pre-Holiday Holiday..'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-3779659439787469077</id><published>2009-11-18T06:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T06:06:04.448+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='academic'/><title type='text'>Reflectance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yeah~ Exam week is over now..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Overall, for me.. Geology 202 is the toughest paper cos i'm not totally ready for that unit.. mana tak nya, the paper is on Monday.. and holiday mood kicked in already.. playing games.. playing guitar all night.. the other housemate pon cm2 gak.. Enjoy ja kerja mereka.. Mana mau saya tak jeles? :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tapi untuk paper2 lain.. i guess it's ok.. heh.. i'm not complaining much.. cos i'm not that prepared if yu want to compare with other guys..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ada stoli that i wan to share with yu.. it happened time last paper.. After almost completing my paper.. I asked to go to the toilet.. and so I went.. Sampai kat toilet punya la ramai org.. One ppl was waiting for his turn and another ppl was combing his hair.. I'm the third one.. I waited and then one toilet booth opened.. I gave way to that one person cos dia tunggu lagi lama.. Another toilet booth opened and there he was.. at first we looked at each other.. nak cakap tapi takot kantoi.. so yeah.. i just gave him a thumb up and smiled.. heheh.. i pon masuk la the booth.. suddenly i heard knock from the outside and calling my name.. Baru mok kemeh.. Hahaha~! This was the conversation that i had with him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A: *knock* Ghapam... Ghapam..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;G: *open the door* Ye.. Kenapa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A: err..errr..err.. Kau buat pasal metamorphic fluid tak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;G: Err.. Buat.. Kenapa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A: Kau tau boundary yang kat atas tu? Yang kat bawah tu wet solidus.. Yang kat atas tu ape?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;G: errr.. *takot kantoi so i spoke softly and not in a so-geli-and-gay-like-shit-way* Umm.. Brittle-ductile..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A: Haa? *cos he cant hear me*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;G: err.. *still takot kantoi and still spoke softly and still.. not in a so-geli-and-gay-like-shit-way* Brittle-ductile~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A: Haa? X dgr..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;G: BRITTLE-DUCTILE~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A: Oooh.. Ok2..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hahahahaha... Classic weh.. The best moment of my life.. Ppl asked me question.. About geology lagi tuh.. Hahaha.. I was smiling the whole way sampai la dekat depan my room.. hehe.. and I was so damn bored cos I finished answering the paper.. So i drew diagram of everything that i can think of.. *appropriate and relevant :P* and just submit the paper..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And here I am.. Being lazy now.. I still dont have any plans for holiday yet.. Kalau ada apa2 nak hangout ka, ajak la ok? I am planning on staying away from home for a while.. Maybe go to kl.. Have some fun.. Release some tension.. and then baru balik..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'll be staying here in Miri until 5th of December.. Actually I have a lot of plans but ya la kan.. when the plans involved ppl, we have to give and take.. Some jadi.. some tak jadi..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I had a conversation with my ex just now.. Miss her voice.. Lama tak dengar stories dari dia. &amp;nbsp;Really miss her tho.. miss the good times and bad times we had together although it's not for long.. ya la.. I was already leaving the high skool when we were together..&amp;nbsp;She will be taking her SPM today.. although yu will not read this.. My wish is that do your best for your SPM.. I know that yu can do it.. Yu proved it to me before and i'm sure that yu can prove it to me again.. Baca doa banyak2..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;err.. and same goes to yu Tengku Fatin Huwaina, Alyaa, Syafiah Mahfuzah and Ainaa Munirah.. hahaha.. come to think of it.. i close to girls more that i ever talk to my juniors yang laki2.. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;GOOD LUCK FOR YOUR SPM, ROSE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;and one more thing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;RIP MATTHEW JOSE KATTIKARAN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(15 NOVEMBER 2009)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I know that I'm not close to yu and we seldom talk.. but i'll always remember that yu r always smiling everytime we see each other. May God bless yu and yur family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&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/7431471131714230110-3779659439787469077?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3779659439787469077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=3779659439787469077' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/3779659439787469077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/3779659439787469077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/reflectance.html' title='Reflectance'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-8168182651090493243</id><published>2009-11-15T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T22:35:15.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kenapa~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Aduih.. Why at a time like this I'll get sick again? huhu~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Pening2 sudah ni..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Rasa mual ada lagi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Tambah nak demam ni.. Sejuk2 ni ntah biler la nk baik pulak...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Study x abes lagi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;No willing already...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;*fall*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-8168182651090493243?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8168182651090493243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=8168182651090493243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/8168182651090493243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/8168182651090493243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/kenapa.html' title='Kenapa~'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-3407224905928051616</id><published>2009-11-12T02:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T02:14:29.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still learning..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Ehehe... I got a new guitar.. My new baby..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Haha... I've learned new songs today.. Thanks to Aswad and Syabil... Memang recently, we hang out at our common area n melalak tgh malam until 3 am.. Hehe... Macam2 lagu kitorg nyanyi.. Mostly, i did the singing part while syabil main gitar.. Hehe.. But now since I got my new guitar.. Boleh la I practice.. Wehehe~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Most songs that I've learned are Malay Song.. Rock kapak weh.. Fuhh.. But Aswad ada ajar juak lagu2 english ni.. Nanti la i letak what songs that I have learned..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I know I'm supposed to be studying but.. dah tak masuk.. wat to do.. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I am planning to modify the guitar a bit.. cam lapuk da gitar nya.. ada part yang dah tercabut kene beli.. 1st string takde.. pun kena beli jugak. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Kenapa la mood nak main gitar time ni =.='' huhu~ tapi i dont care.. I'll do what I love the most 1st.. hehe.. Always like that.. Hate priorities.. Ppl shud do wut ever they want.. But ya lah.. have to face the consequences later on.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I will really take good care of this guitar.. I promise.. Thank you~ &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Ahahaha.. Buat cam gitar sendiri.. Hahaha.. Padan muka.. Dah tuan punya gitar malas belajar..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&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/7431471131714230110-3407224905928051616?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3407224905928051616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=3407224905928051616' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/3407224905928051616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/3407224905928051616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-still-learning.html' title='I&apos;m still learning..'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-2911814600542426071</id><published>2009-11-06T16:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T16:44:18.342+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Hope...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 13.5pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;"Right now...i just wanna thank yu. For the laughs. For the understanding. For the consideration. N mostly....for being there when i need to epxress my thoughts...anger....and pain. Thanks ghapam. =)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 13.5pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 13.5pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I really wish that I can be the person that I was before..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 13.5pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I really really hope that I can change again to where I was..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 13.5pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I hope that I can be the same person that is understanding, considerate..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 13.5pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I oso wish that I always there for yu to express yur thought, anger, and pain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 13.5pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;If only we can turn back time..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 13.5pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 13.5pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 13.5pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 13.5pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-2911814600542426071?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2911814600542426071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=2911814600542426071' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/2911814600542426071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/2911814600542426071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/hope.html' title='Hope...'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-8151691723373604264</id><published>2009-11-02T14:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T14:36:47.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yezzzaa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;All assignments have been submitted.. Yahoo~!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Now study mode kene masuk.. -.-''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-8151691723373604264?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8151691723373604264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=8151691723373604264' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/8151691723373604264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/8151691723373604264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/yezzzaa.html' title='Yezzzaa...'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7431471131714230110.post-2685694089238975480</id><published>2009-11-02T01:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T04:42:38.615+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Yuhuuu~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Haha... I cannot believe that i'll be blogging and now here I am.. hehaheha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Actually I had a blog before but.. ya la kan.. makin busy and all.. dun have time to update.. oso forgot the password oso.. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Yep.. Snip from My Life.. It's about my life and what's happening around me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i dun know what snip is so i define-google it.. n one of the definition really makes me laugh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;"Definitions of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;snip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; on the Web: minor surgical procedure wherein the vasa deferentia of a man are severed.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;hahaha.. vasectomy is oso called the snip rupanya.. haha.. *hadoih.. baru 1st post dah start pervert nye cerita =.=''*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;sumtimes there's sad moments.. sumtimes there's happy moments.. but recently.. most of them are gloomy and dark memories... =( sumtimes i can handle them.. but kadang2 i need a helping hand.. or helping hands to cheer me up and lift my spirit back again.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;apa2 pon.. i'll embrace them all becos it's my life wat.. haha! we have to go thru it either way..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;So, yeah... Welcome to my blog.. and sape2 yg kenal tu.. nak link boleh.. x mo pon x pe.. x heran pon.. :) the layout pon pakai template.. i'll change them after i learn from other blogger.. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/Su3R_NrGTJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/t8lKrXXK8IU/s1600-h/P6180133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/Su3R_NrGTJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/t8lKrXXK8IU/s320/P6180133.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399202412219485330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;owh.. and gud luck for final exam... may all pass.. whether it's flying colour or not..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;p/s: exam is coming near.. sempat buat blog tu.. :P n i need sum1 to teach me how to upload from flickr into this blog.. eheh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7431471131714230110-2685694089238975480?l=snipfrommylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2685694089238975480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7431471131714230110&amp;postID=2685694089238975480' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/2685694089238975480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7431471131714230110/posts/default/2685694089238975480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipfrommylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/yuhuuu.html' title='Yuhuuu~'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04085597165991034575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/S2BtTwcF7uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WpSGwRvEG78/S220/P6180133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NmMtfjsugp8/Su3R_NrGTJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/t8lKrXXK8IU/s72-c/P6180133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry></feed>
