<?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-21584228</id><updated>2012-01-23T01:14:47.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life as a Pharmer...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>131</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-8259936028350020883</id><published>2009-09-03T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T22:36:33.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woo... I m bac!!!</title><content type='html'>It had been more than one year since i last blog. A lot had happened, most significantly is that i started work already n now i almost finish my houseman... WOo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for y i stopped that typical reason is that i m too busy, swamp by work... bla.. bla... bla... But mainly is because i lose my mojo, i lose what inspire me to write, what push me to sign in n type...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until now i still not 100% recovered yet, so my writing may still sucks... Hahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learned a lot since start working, both work related and non work related. Mostly non work related. My thinking had been expose to new environment, people, and things. SHOCK! at first but numb-ing as it progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now currently waiting for my next posting place!!! I Wan go BAC!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pls dear mighty god let me go bac!!! PLSSSSS.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-8259936028350020883?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/8259936028350020883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=8259936028350020883' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/8259936028350020883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/8259936028350020883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2009/09/woo-i-m-bac.html' title='Woo... I m bac!!!'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-7456037401110020916</id><published>2008-05-28T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T23:42:23.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Narnia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yes, i m bac to blogging world after so long, many things had happened, namely: interview and convocation. Yea, i finally graduated as a pharmacist! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;O, bac to narnia, i went to watch narnia: prince caspian today at times square with wk and zy. Those that hope that i will talk about what the movie is about will be disappointed as i m not going to do that. U can check the storyline in other blogs or newspaper/magazine. What i want to talk about is my experience while watching narnia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;What happen was during the movie, they are 3 malays sitting beside wk. They look like same age as us around 20-22. N throughout the movie, they look very excited n very into the movie, they scream when something surprise happened, they cheer for the kings n queens of narnia (pls go see the movie to see who they are) and they even clap hands when Aslan come to the rescue and peter save the day. What my point is: I ENVY them! As much as i try to keep myself young(believe me, i did try, even with all those grey hairs), i m mentally old. I do not believe in santa claus, i know aslan is computerise effect, i know narnia doesn't exist, maybe i also dun believe that good will thrump evil anymore. Fairy tales and their value behind them will always be stories only. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But for them, yes, they may have the same thinking as me but i know there is a small part in them that fairy tales exist. That's why they are so into the movie. I feel older after the movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Current mood: feeling bad over someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-7456037401110020916?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/7456037401110020916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=7456037401110020916' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/7456037401110020916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/7456037401110020916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2008/05/narnia.html' title='Narnia'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-5310775637655210056</id><published>2008-04-10T09:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T11:04:56.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it really finished? Pinched me pls...</title><content type='html'>I finish my last exam as a undergraduate yesterday (hopefully is the last one, I will say a big NO-NO to resit, o mighty god let me pass...). It's a OSCE and is like there will be simulated patient there with different request for us to tackle, or in an easier way is an oral or practical exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i suck in communication, that is my biggest nightmare since i know that will be one of the component in the exam. I screwed up big time for the last two trial. For somehow when i step into the room i will freeze n my brain will blank: deleting every bits and pieces of information inside it. Yesterday is no exception. I knew i did badly, hopefully i can just squeeze through the passing mark (The big 50 gate) for me to graduate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, at the end of this mile stone, i somehow think bac whether i hav changed during these 4 years. I have to admit, these four years have been four long, hard years for me, the studying is jus horrific, it still sent shiver right from head to toe when thinking bac. Those study break have been terrible. During sem 4 when v have 8 module, that was the period i spend less time sleeping. Then sem 6 i suffer from insomnia.  During that period i felt intermittant and countless times of uncertainty, no confident and sometime even feel like breaking down n give up. I m amaze that i still in one piece n hold out until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As development as a person, i think i didn't change much during this period. Just as time go on i learned more and knew more n made minor adjustment to my thinking althought most of my IMU friend think my thinking is weird and should not be encourage and practiced. One major setback did happened on sem7. Althought that was my toughest part through my uni life but what can't kill u make u stronger (Thanx god i didn't kill myself, though depressed), i now can considered half cure but the memory will haunt me for years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But aside from sad incidents, i did hav happy memory in IMU. I met some nice friends who teach me, share n go through everything with me during my uni life. Our outing will never lack laughter. Even though sometime argument did happens but v always manage to solve it and stick together. Will write a post about IMU friends on a separate post. I met a lot of interesting people in IMU n somehow have a lot of sons and daughters dunno pop out from where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In summary, i did suffer in IMU but also did enjoy my uni life. I will definitely miss all these when i m working...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PLS let ALL OF US PASS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; so that v can work and can miss uni life, PLS, i m begging... PLS GOD... ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-5310775637655210056?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/5310775637655210056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=5310775637655210056' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/5310775637655210056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/5310775637655210056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2008/04/is-it-really-finished-pinched-me-pls.html' title='Is it really finished? Pinched me pls...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-1050072364823272176</id><published>2008-03-11T17:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T19:42:17.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Devil's deal...</title><content type='html'>How far will u go to achieve something? R u willing to sell your soul to the devil if can be exchange with anything that u desire?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do concede that i m not perfect. I sometime do things that i m not proud of to achieve my aim. But i will only go as far as my conscious allow me to go. Nowadays i saw people stepping closer and closer to the devil path just to achieve something and their reason is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"What's wrong with it, i wan to achieve what i set, if i dun do it; he, he, she or he will also do the same thing, then i wil be lagging already. What's wrong with the devil path, it's only a perspective of how u see things only. I m seeing it as angle's path, U R THE DEVIL!!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How far should i go? Confused...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-1050072364823272176?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/1050072364823272176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=1050072364823272176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/1050072364823272176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/1050072364823272176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2008/03/devils-deal.html' title='Devil&apos;s deal...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-4205765372098229004</id><published>2008-03-05T15:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T17:20:03.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still alive...</title><content type='html'>This was suppose to be a post on last Wednesday. Last 2 week has been hell. Below are the list of work that have to be done on the past two weeks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Industry attachment with full report&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;10 short care plan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 long case&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;study and sit for exam for evaluating pharmacology&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Integrated seminar &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Writing exercise for evaluating pharmacy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;All those work have to be finish in a 9 days window. It all ends today with integrated seminar presentation on asthma. I have literately abandon my life for all those works. And it's not like in exchange of no life i get good work rate. All i can say is work did in desperate time won't be as good as work done in long, relax period like some other lucky ones have the privilege of. U may ask: "Who u wan to blame for then? Since u are so not satisfy." I only can blame my luck. What i have learn in this attachment period is to be perseverance, in whatever that were thrown at u(me). YES, at times i feel bleak, i feel is like the end of the world, i feel that i m hopeless. But i know if i hang in there long enough eventually i will go through it. N luckily at last i did even is in a not the perfect way that i wan. Hopefully all w&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ill&lt;/span&gt; go well in the final few weeks of my uni life and i can graduate soon. I believe that i can. YES, I CAN.&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/21584228-4205765372098229004?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/4205765372098229004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=4205765372098229004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/4205765372098229004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/4205765372098229004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2008/03/still-alive.html' title='Still alive...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-6319332546270342063</id><published>2008-02-14T13:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T14:05:36.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>White lies...</title><content type='html'>Do u all believe in white lie? Or u all are like me-- a white lie will still be a lie, no matter how beautiful it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today someone lie about something to me. I feel that i m so stupid as the lier thought he/she can lie sucessfully even without covering properly. As if i m so naive and easy  to lie to. It's either:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) He/ she is a bad lier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) Aiya, Lg only ma, no need waste effort to make the lie look good. Waste time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouch, that damn hurting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the no good lier, try harder next time, K?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentine Everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-6319332546270342063?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/6319332546270342063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=6319332546270342063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/6319332546270342063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/6319332546270342063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2008/02/white-lies.html' title='White lies...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-3340456261677325447</id><published>2008-01-29T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T16:53:15.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clock ticking...</title><content type='html'>My fren once said: "Do u know that the time will still move evn if u do nothing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some serious thinking, i come to a conclusion that: yea, time still move even if v do nothing. From that i somehow realise that everything will past, by one way or another. Sometime i feel that i would just really do nothing and let time flew past me but that is not an option now. I feel so tired and pressured everyday that i might for once "exploded".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i will still try to hang in there, even if only a thread of line is holding me from become insane. Jus hope that time past faster and i will be still there...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-3340456261677325447?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/3340456261677325447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=3340456261677325447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/3340456261677325447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/3340456261677325447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2008/01/clock-ticking.html' title='Clock ticking...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-4741504287407791498</id><published>2008-01-09T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T17:08:30.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seremban</title><content type='html'>I m currently at seremban doing my rotation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Really no life now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Have to clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study then clerk case then do care plan then study&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head is full of drug name that i will be forgeting fast and then have to clamp bac in after i forget...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really torturing!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-4741504287407791498?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/4741504287407791498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=4741504287407791498' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/4741504287407791498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/4741504287407791498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2008/01/seremban.html' title='Seremban'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-1932061149551143969</id><published>2007-12-04T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T18:54:23.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard luck...</title><content type='html'>A long time i didn't scrap here already... Had been very busy with thesis writing and now since sem 8 had started life will be busier than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sem i will have a 9 week attachment in a hospital. Firstly i m being posted to Selayang hospital, then they move me to putrajaya hospital. Now they are THROWING me to Seremban hospital. No offense to Seremban hospital, i know Seremban hospital is a good hospital but it is just too far from where i m staying. Imagine that travelling... after a long day at hospital some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i choose to stay there, there willl be a huge chunk of money gone. So is IMU going to compensate me with any money? NO, they won't. They just assign and how i will be there is MY PROBLEM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just pure bad luck i had been assign there? I had never(but once) being assign to a near by hospital. It is always Klang, then now Seremban. Further and further. I now i will have no choice when i m working. I will be post to any hospital goverment want to throw me to but at least they are paying me. Not like now i have to PAY for getting up Super early then go attach until SUPER late!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's part of the training but it is so, SO suffering. Let's hope i will make most of it out of my SUFFERING this sem. I want to graduate next May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May what that does not kill me make me stronger, I will survive!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-1932061149551143969?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/1932061149551143969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=1932061149551143969' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/1932061149551143969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/1932061149551143969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/12/hard-luck.html' title='Hard luck...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-6568357439157816824</id><published>2007-09-26T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T20:04:04.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adrenaline</title><content type='html'>Yesterday i was at IMU to see the cheerleading competition. Overally the competition is very nice and it is not hard to see that they really take a big effort to train so that v can see what v saw yesterday. When i watch the competition, what i was thinking was: "Wow, what they r doing sure need a rush of adrenaline to help them to complete their part, don't they?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, human can complete a lot of things with a rush of adrenaline. What was the difference is that people choose to use it for different usage. Some choose to use it benefactively like in cheer leading, but some choose to use it the other way around--- in crimes... one have to choose wisely enough for its good use...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What? How i use my adrenaline? Sorry, but i m abnormal... I dun have any!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-6568357439157816824?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/6568357439157816824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=6568357439157816824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/6568357439157816824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/6568357439157816824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/09/adrenaline.html' title='Adrenaline'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-3024808330944180476</id><published>2007-09-18T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T18:02:28.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Allergy....</title><content type='html'>This is my diagnosis of the long term cough that is bugging me for the past months. What the doctor said is i have a sensitive respiratory tract since i was still small(o, he is our family doc, i had been seeing him since i was small) that's y that whenever that i m in close contact with dust and smoke there will be fluid accumulating at my respi tract then lead to the irritation of the respi tract which will lead to cough n when i said cough i mean excessive cough that u can't even imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short notes, allergy is due to histamine which is secrete from our body due to the stimulation of certain stimulant and in my case is dust and smoke. I m very prone to allergy not onli physically but also psychologically. This is because that after certain "mental trauma" that i experience the trauma will remain in my brain for a long, LONG time. Anything that can be related to those trauma surfaced and can act as stimulant that will lead to my release of "mental histamine" and lead to my unhealthy psychological state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, u may ask, "Then how to treat allergy? Both physically and psychologically?" My answer will be--- is the same method: the exclusion method. For example, if u are allergic toward apple, DON'T EAT APPLE altogether, if u are allergy toward lobster, DON'T EAT LOBSTER altogether. The same concept apply toward psychology allergy, if midvalley stimulate ur mental histamine, ban midvalley. If IMU make u sick--- QUIT IMU. But sadly life is not that simple, I can't exclude everything that i dislike... that's mean that i have to get hold myself of those trauma until there is a drug to cure mental allergy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-3024808330944180476?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/3024808330944180476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=3024808330944180476' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/3024808330944180476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/3024808330944180476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/09/allergy.html' title='Allergy....'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-5192106399759537324</id><published>2007-09-14T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T18:51:30.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down with flu...</title><content type='html'>The cough had been bugging me for quite sometime already. Last time around i dun care as its a tradition that i have marathon cough. I have a record to be coughing for even half a year. But this around i got yellow sputum which means got infection somewhere in my body. That mean that i need antibiotic... Somehow even that i will be practising &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;health care&lt;/span&gt; i m not that fond of western medication but i think i need to have some this time around... The cough n the constant running nose is very irritating and annoying... I think i over spend on tissue already. Darn it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me recover faster... =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-5192106399759537324?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/5192106399759537324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=5192106399759537324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/5192106399759537324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/5192106399759537324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/09/down-with-flu.html' title='Down with flu...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-6326356853621775649</id><published>2007-09-11T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T17:40:29.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yea rite...</title><content type='html'>last few days i have been questioned bout the fault language use in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N frankly i dun care less...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my blog, n if i can't express what i feel at that time then what's the point that i blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea RITE... I DUN CARE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-6326356853621775649?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/6326356853621775649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=6326356853621775649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/6326356853621775649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/6326356853621775649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/09/yea-rite.html' title='Yea rite...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-8793877657620777965</id><published>2007-09-05T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T19:19:31.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nationcom</title><content type='html'>This nationcom supplier is the one who is SUPPOSE to supplier internet coverage to our apartment n out of the blue it jus stop supplying the service which make me have a boring few weeks without any internet. i can't chat, can't search for information, can't blog hopping and most importantly is that i can't blog... I m currently typing this all out in the e lab in my uni. So, sadly announce: no pic... Speaking of uni connection, theirs also have their own shares of problems and are not pleasant to deal with. N just for the record i m studying at IMU which provide the well below average of internet service...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough of sucky internet provider service story. Let's have some update of my life. For once i m not planning to use any metaphore to convey my life nowadays. Yes, my life nowadays are quite bored and dull. I m almost done on my lab stuff where i still need to do 4 more samples to complete my data collection. I have think of starting my disertation but seriously  i found no inspiration or mood to start the writings. The information on noni fruits are quite hard to be found in internet, even if is can found the article will be not on the anticoagulation effects of the noni fruits itself... I know i will have a rough time finding some useful ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N life in vista also very boring... I have nothing to do when all my hardworking housemate either doing their labs or attending lectures... Boring kills... i have to content myself toward reading and watching old series... N, i really do tend to do my writing but... ai... long story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of series, yesterday i was wacthing grey's anatomy season two n i found something inside very interesting: a "dead" person awaiting to be certified is being wheel in the OR room, the attending doctor ask the resident to do all the necessary steps to save the patient when apparently that the patient has no hope of surviving. The resident ask the attending: "Y are v doing this? izzit for experiences?" The attending doctor ask the resident to think himself. At the end of the episode the resident finally know the answer: they did so so that at the end of their day they can tell the dead person's family that "they have try their best".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, what important in everyday life is to try our best in everything. I m still learning to do so. Quite often i think i didn't give my best shoot on everything because i m lack of confident. I need to build up my confident so that i wil have no regrets at the end. I swear i wil learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my social life, it can be said as interesting and also can be said as boring. This is because that yea, i have a lot of activities to attend to and lots of stuff to do but nowadays i feel fatigue n emotional while i do stuff. That sense of emptiness and loneliness is creeping up my sleeve and making me depress. My close frens will know y. But pls bear with me if one day u saw me walking like a zombie or have unpleasant face, just ignore it or say that: "O, li guo is PMSing..." i dun mind. Pls dun run away from me forever as i believe with time i will n can recover. N i m self declaring that i m OK, NO WORRIES(not that anyone cares, jus FYI onli).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O, n i did catch a hell lots of movie this few weeks, i watch: secret, ratatouille, rogue assassins, and perfect stranger. Among those, secret is the best. The storyline and the characters really attacts me a lot. Ratatouille is damn funny, i enjoy the movie a lot. Rogue assassins is a par movie for me as there is too much violent and bloody... As for perfect stranger... i will rate above average, although the plot is really interesting and the storyline have a twist at the ending part the movie itself fail to captivates me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's all for now gua... I think no people can finish this wordy post lo, just to test who really read all, pls type :"i finish all" at the chatter box beside... Hehehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-8793877657620777965?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/8793877657620777965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=8793877657620777965' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/8793877657620777965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/8793877657620777965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/09/nationcom.html' title='Nationcom'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-505036866151755827</id><published>2007-08-25T04:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T04:24:28.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, i mind... I do mind...</title><content type='html'>金莎 我介意:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"其实我的安静有迹可寻只是你不太留心而已"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"渐渐你成为我部落格里被别人阅览着的心情"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"我还是介意你的话总在无意间变化"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"该迁就还是一笑而罢"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I mind!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I really damn f***ing MIND!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-505036866151755827?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/505036866151755827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=505036866151755827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/505036866151755827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/505036866151755827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/08/yes-i-mind-i-do-mind.html' title='Yes, i mind... I do mind...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-5946113112743129743</id><published>2007-08-15T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T20:25:41.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The thin line...</title><content type='html'>The line separating these things are so thin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good vs Bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad vs Evil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thrifty vs kiam siap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love vs Hate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being down to earth vs Being fake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Competative vs Kiasu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated vs KIASU again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun care vs Give up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Care vs Controlling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the line? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Who draws the line?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  how thick/ thin is the line? n who's holding the ruler?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should i cross the line?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-5946113112743129743?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/5946113112743129743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=5946113112743129743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/5946113112743129743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/5946113112743129743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/08/thin-line.html' title='The thin line...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-4650398904721024942</id><published>2007-08-12T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T21:38:55.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choices</title><content type='html'>How to choose: between impossible and improbable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U teach me la!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sad...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-4650398904721024942?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/4650398904721024942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=4650398904721024942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/4650398904721024942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/4650398904721024942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/08/choices.html' title='Choices'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-475807096549187319</id><published>2007-08-02T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T23:14:50.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random post</title><content type='html'>On certain sometime, I was here: &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094108030272107138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/RrHoQ4fVcoI/AAAAAAAAAHM/eZIGBD3VeHk/s320/DSC00593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At there, i had a lot of things happen. Good or bad. I, for ther first time didn't sleep in 24 hours. But it was worth it as things are somewhat clearer after the trip even the mist there is thick as ever. (Just to make me remember in the future, some random words: walk, look, coin, side, never) O, v nearly "terbabas" at 2 occasion... Freaking scare...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another certain someday, WK treat us this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094110542827975314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/RrHqjIfVcpI/AAAAAAAAAHU/udnCyGkMClI/s320/DSC00622.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;at:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094111019569345186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/RrHq-4fVcqI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x47BZJR30lM/s320/DSC00621.JPG" border="0" /&gt;In my whole damn life i onli ate this brand twice. Yes, i mean i eat the brand. I confess the ice cream is damn nice but i still think the price is over price due to its brand. Partly i m eating the brand with the ice cream. (I still like the lemon plain water there big time)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That day i eat melon flavor one... N its really, REALLY good. The ice cream there is the best that i had encounter before... So, THANK again WK for treating all of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;N... at another random day, v are at Murni at SS2, according to HP Murni is another version of William, so v when to try out n i do feel very satisfy with the food at drink there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094115318831608498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/RrHu5IfVcrI/AAAAAAAAAHk/QtrTmrgzaNk/s320/DSC00624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The drinks v ordered: Ribena blend and Peach blend... The size that v order are Super big!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094116830660096706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/RrHwRIfVcsI/AAAAAAAAAHs/nelONst9yYo/s320/DSC00628.JPG" border="0" /&gt; As u can see from the picture, the glass is size is almost the same as noob's hand... it is so hard to make the glass to become this: &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094118213639566034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/RrHxhofVctI/AAAAAAAAAH0/VEp8vEUoVeg/s320/DSC00627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Especially after finishing this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094119399050539746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/RrHymofVcuI/AAAAAAAAAH8/gJZmgXraO-8/s320/DSC00625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is call Nasi Goreng Chicken Chop... I have to finish it in 10 minutes + cause it was going to rain by then... I was like... eat, eat and eat somemore... But it taste very, very good...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Random shot:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094120876519289586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/RrHz8ofVcvI/AAAAAAAAAIE/i2FzGuos3ns/s320/DSC00626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone struggling to finish his spaghetti: :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-475807096549187319?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/475807096549187319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=475807096549187319' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/475807096549187319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/475807096549187319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/08/random-post.html' title='Random post'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/RrHoQ4fVcoI/AAAAAAAAAHM/eZIGBD3VeHk/s72-c/DSC00593.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-3282376136773432922</id><published>2007-08-02T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T22:17:24.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hang in there? or jus throw in the towel?</title><content type='html'>Life have been hard these time around, with tons of free time that means that there will be tons of time for reflection and thinking of things that are put away during busy time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decision should be make n things to be settle... The answer should be a cystal clear n i should be firm on it, N this make it difficult... i always think: "What if this is not right? What this is just not meant to be? What if i become a burden?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang in there? or jus throw in the towel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confuse...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-3282376136773432922?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/3282376136773432922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=3282376136773432922' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/3282376136773432922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/3282376136773432922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/08/hang-in-there-or-jus-throw-in-towel.html' title='Hang in there? or jus throw in the towel?'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-6446506811328313896</id><published>2007-07-26T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T22:59:19.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What if...</title><content type='html'>What if u are the single piece of jigsaw that doesn't fits in the whole puzzle? Will u cut urself jus to fit in even if the big picture althought it will be odd and not look nice at all? Or u will jus give up and find ur own right puzzle to complete?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m puzzled...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-6446506811328313896?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/6446506811328313896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=6446506811328313896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/6446506811328313896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/6446506811328313896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-if.html' title='What if...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-1690653142801494273</id><published>2007-07-24T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T23:16:01.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Satey Kajang...</title><content type='html'>Last sunday, me, noob and hp went to eat satey kajang after some business at kajang... v went there at about 12pm and it was raining sparingly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090772313856897618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/RqYOcofVclI/AAAAAAAAAG0/gFtYFlUul9c/s320/DSC00588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The restaurant is situated right beside stadium Kajang. According to HP, there are a lot of restaurants that call themselves satey kajang there but onli that particular restaurant is recognise by the local as the "real" satey kajang. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090773881519960674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/RqYP34fVcmI/AAAAAAAAAG8/YdAyzycN2WI/s320/DSC00583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;These are the ketupats and cucumber slices with the satey kuah. I like the satey kuah a lot i can even jus consume the kuah alone...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And the main event:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090780684748157554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/RqYWD4fVcnI/AAAAAAAAAHE/j_wVTbUsCFo/s320/DSC00585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SATEY!!! The satey is BIG in size and is appropriate in price--- only RM 0.60 per stick...&lt;/p&gt;So what are u waiting for? Go for satey kajang NOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&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/21584228-1690653142801494273?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/1690653142801494273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=1690653142801494273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/1690653142801494273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/1690653142801494273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/07/satey-kajang.html' title='Satey Kajang...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/RqYOcofVclI/AAAAAAAAAG0/gFtYFlUul9c/s72-c/DSC00588.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-2875581572031742626</id><published>2007-07-19T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T22:09:05.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The reason of absence...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is this... The research project... I m now doing a research project on the noni fruit...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O, u probably haven't heard of noni before, noni is the hawaii name for morinda citrifolia. It is also known as mengkudu in malaysia, cheese fruit in Australia, and indian mulberry in india. It looks like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088904528470452482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/Rp9rtNtbqQI/AAAAAAAAAF8/M0sqgdYPThE/s320/noni1%2520(3).jpg" border="0" /&gt;This green things have been my center of life for the past month... It is torturing. But luckily i finish my presentation today therefore i only need to brush up my proposal then can pass up already. Then there is subsequent "Quality" time with the noni fruits again... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of the story of me and noni:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WK n me "stealing" noni from people house....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088905469068290322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/Rp9sj9tbqRI/AAAAAAAAAGE/f9aZ7nYyXpg/s320/DSC00563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The fruits that we "stole":&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088906332356716834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/Rp9tWNtbqSI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LYDJDD7UtPQ/s320/DSC00564.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The equipment we use to extract(take the component out of the fruit) the fruits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088906852047759666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/Rp9t0dtbqTI/AAAAAAAAAGU/hZqr36jD-68/s320/DSC00579.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The thing that use to evaporate the excess solvent... The rotaevaporator, from the name u know how it will function... it rotate and evaporates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088907354558933314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/Rp9uRttbqUI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Cp7O4GjhtRQ/s320/DSC00573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This thing is being use to preserve the extract that we make. It is call a freeze drier... The function can also be seen from the name: it freeze and will dry the component to be preserve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088907955854354770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/Rp9u0ttbqVI/AAAAAAAAAGk/80zrruwpXnI/s320/DSC00575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the picture that i m washing sea weeds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088908720358533474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/Rp9vhNtbqWI/AAAAAAAAAGs/aLOIkOu63yE/s320/DSC00566.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My part time job... &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok la, will update more when have time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-2875581572031742626?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/2875581572031742626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=2875581572031742626' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/2875581572031742626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/2875581572031742626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/07/reason-of-absence.html' title='The reason of absence...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/Rp9rtNtbqQI/AAAAAAAAAF8/M0sqgdYPThE/s72-c/noni1%2520(3).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-3284606456470383301</id><published>2007-07-10T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T22:55:09.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No good deed go unpunish...</title><content type='html'>Lately have been doing something right but it turn out to be wrong. Maybe it's not that bad to be a villian once in a while... Currently sulking and dun know when will it end...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-3284606456470383301?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/3284606456470383301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=3284606456470383301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/3284606456470383301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/3284606456470383301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/07/no-good-deed-go-unpunish.html' title='No good deed go unpunish...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-2485753175224038808</id><published>2007-06-26T08:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T08:51:54.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fatigue...</title><content type='html'>Holiday but i m still fatigue??? I should be well rest and well prepared for the start of sem 7 rite? But dunno y i just not feel like it. The feeling is like something is bugging me and zapping every little bit of energy inside me... Maybe i have been being in static for too long until i forget what is movement therefore i will feel fatigue everytime i physically move... But luckily i dun have mental fatigue... i think about quite a lot during this break n hopefully my thought can be turn into action once i have "remember" again how to move n move my lazy a** once more...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-2485753175224038808?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/2485753175224038808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=2485753175224038808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/2485753175224038808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/2485753175224038808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/06/fatigue.html' title='Fatigue...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-8630879701517838461</id><published>2007-06-10T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T17:48:31.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bowl...</title><content type='html'>Last, last, last, last, last, last... few weeks before this i went bowling with Alan n HP. We go there cause v are too damn bored staying at vista... This is roughly how HP BOWL. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074357696489385490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/Rmu9cJqE7hI/AAAAAAAAAFE/3nbk_eto4Tc/s320/DSC00514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me n My ball... Me n Alan call it lucky ball cause v will tend to get more pins to get down by using this ball somehow... No research done on that. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074363413090856498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/RmvCo5qE7jI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SMq1PPI1yQk/s320/DSC00054.jpg" border="0" /&gt; This is how the first game goes: I got a strike... YEAH!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074360926304792098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/RmvAYJqE7iI/AAAAAAAAAFM/QZby6T5Xuso/s320/DSC00515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;For the second game i get the lowest score of 55. Somehow i only can hit the pin on either of the try on each try. Dunno y... Weird...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074364791775358530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/RmvD5JqE7kI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Sjx8CyyjdkA/s320/DSC00517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After the bowling game v feel that v still need more "ball" stuff so v go for the smaller kind of balls-- pool. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074366243474304594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/RmvFNpqE7lI/AAAAAAAAAFk/QcqA2qNVXN4/s320/DSC00061.jpg" border="0" /&gt; This is how HP look trying to "pose" hitting the ball... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074368674425794146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/RmvHbJqE7mI/AAAAAAAAAFs/JquduAqzB3g/s320/DSC00066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;They say i hit the ball too fast until not able to take pic so this pic i purposely FREEZE for camera. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074368674425794162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/RmvHbJqE7nI/AAAAAAAAAF0/c7euu0RFS9w/s320/DSC00067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O, yea, i m still blogging from my fren's house. =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-8630879701517838461?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/8630879701517838461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=8630879701517838461' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/8630879701517838461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/8630879701517838461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/06/bowl.html' title='Bowl...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/Rmu9cJqE7hI/AAAAAAAAAFE/3nbk_eto4Tc/s72-c/DSC00514.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-5674300405126176163</id><published>2007-06-08T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T10:48:13.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Absentee...</title><content type='html'>Y n i absent for so long? one good reason is that i m having some freaking problem with my deskstop. I cannot log in anything that is need to be log in one lo. (I m typing this at a fren's house) SO: No blogger, no friendster, no MSN... That's sucks... Big time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, pls wait patiently o...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-5674300405126176163?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/5674300405126176163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=5674300405126176163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/5674300405126176163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/5674300405126176163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/06/absentee.html' title='Absentee...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-8101141676585253724</id><published>2007-05-25T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T16:12:19.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malacca 3...</title><content type='html'>**Edited**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the meal at nyoya's house... v buy some pineapple biscuit at nearby shop... According to yen wei that is the most delicious in malacca. What i found is that there is a new type of pineapple biscuit which is pandan pineapple biscuit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, v went bac to mahkota parade cause v want place that is air conditional. At that time, i m dehydrate and is craving from fluid... But at last i didn't get my cup of fluid n v head to A farmosa. At outside of farmosa, v met Benjamin n his frens. After that v went to a museum showing the history of malaysia n our independent...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068441836807027154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/Rla4_y-cedI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Q5sgFK5kxUE/s320/DSC00487.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Hp is mimicing the style of Tunku in the model...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068442223354083810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/Rla5WS-ceeI/AAAAAAAAAEk/6-PGNk6IoG4/s320/DSC00488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Yw and his "GUN"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068442708685388274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/Rla5yi-cefI/AAAAAAAAAEs/IBvHpTVRJkU/s320/DSC00489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Hp and Zy and their boat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068443163951921666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/Rla6NC-cegI/AAAAAAAAAE0/759EH8eRjnA/s320/DSC00495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Pseudo tunku HP and Fake Sir poh hon declaring the "independent of..."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the museum, v went to farmosa... There, i buy some key chains n yw n zy also buy something as gift...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After that, v went to the famous fruit stall again to treat ourselves with FRUIT, what else...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then, v go to bac vista n that's all for Malacca... Phew... that's tiring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-8101141676585253724?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/8101141676585253724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=8101141676585253724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/8101141676585253724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/8101141676585253724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/05/malacca-3.html' title='Malacca 3...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/Rla4_y-cedI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Q5sgFK5kxUE/s72-c/DSC00487.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-2554444325780112482</id><published>2007-05-25T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T18:01:40.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Extended...</title><content type='html'>Yeah, i pass another pit stop in "IMU Daytona" today and get my holiday &lt;strong&gt;EXTENDED...&lt;/strong&gt; From what i heard is that no one fail this sem... Which is GOOD. They say this is because there are no thick thick or big big slip or envelope there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sem result quite ok although but the result overall drop drastically. But i dun mind cause i pass n no need to resit. That is the most important thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i can now start do stuff that i plan...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-2554444325780112482?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/2554444325780112482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=2554444325780112482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/2554444325780112482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/2554444325780112482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/05/extended.html' title='Extended...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-2963332483862327468</id><published>2007-05-21T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T14:54:37.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday extended...</title><content type='html'>At least until Friday that is... Today is the day where everyone in B104 is waiting whether the phone will rang and said: "Mr/Miss XXX. u r required to go bac to IMU to attend viva..." I  m freaking scare also, that's y i went bac IMU to check n i found our notice board has this paper saying: &lt;strong&gt;"There is no people eligible for viva"&lt;/strong&gt;. When i saw that i was like: "what? what do they mean by no people ELIGIBLE for viva? Does that mean that everyone PASS everything? Or..." I not dare to even think of the other consequences... The onli good news is that i have my holiday extended... until friday. By then the result will come out n our verdict will then be known... I hope i pass all. I know i screw my MS(which most of my fren dun belief), but v will see on coming friday. Hopefully v &lt;strong&gt;PASS ALL&lt;/strong&gt; and get our holiday extended again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday in IMU is like playing Daytona racing, v need to reach certain pit stop in time to extend our holiday, if v fail to make it(TOUCH WOOD), v have to pick up our books n study again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O, god, PLS LET ME PASS!!! PLEASE!!! All the best Bpharmer!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-2963332483862327468?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/2963332483862327468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=2963332483862327468' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/2963332483862327468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/2963332483862327468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/05/holiday-extended.html' title='Holiday extended...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-6183455890664443975</id><published>2007-05-18T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T09:46:09.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointed...</title><content type='html'>Feel so disappointed at 8.48am today... i wait n wait n wait somemore for it to come... i check my e mail even 3 times per day but when this morning that i saw signs that i might get a reply i log in my mail asap n saw there is new mail...... onli to find out that it is onli spam mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is me, ignoring the famous quote by nirmala: "Assumption is dangerous" n make my own assumption times n times again so that i saw false hope, so that i carry on persuing what i m persueing... When to stop? n how? Will i still dare to hope next time around?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-6183455890664443975?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/6183455890664443975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=6183455890664443975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/6183455890664443975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/6183455890664443975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/05/disappointed.html' title='Disappointed...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-9219555264435261591</id><published>2007-05-18T08:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T09:37:37.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malacca 2</title><content type='html'>At the second day, v plan to wake up at 7 and leave for breakfast at 8pm... After waking up at 7am, i feel like to take what malacca looks like at the morning, so i have this: &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065696412107045202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/Rkz4DC-ceVI/AAAAAAAAADc/vs3az9jA1Fk/s320/DSC00433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As usual no one was puncture including me and v hav our breakfast at 10am at:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065695961135479106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/Rkz3oy-ceUI/AAAAAAAAADU/DC5LTA0TOLg/s320/DSC00451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is the Dim Sum shop recommended by Py yesterday. The dim sum there was nice but not special. After having dim sum v plan to eat nasi lemak that also recommended by py but v can find any stall that sell it although v are at that location... So v decide to skip it and ph and yw go to bank to take more "water" to refill their wallet... Then v are off to jonker street to try out the famous cendol at here:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065700054239312226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/Rkz7XC-ceWI/AAAAAAAAADk/piCIUUAVQBU/s320/DSC00469.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What special bout the cendol here is that it has cover with thick layers of gula malacca which make the cendol taste special, it look like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065700732844145010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/Rkz7-i-ceXI/AAAAAAAAADs/0gAp_J0WG2E/s320/DSC00454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;One thing special of the shop is that it's theme is "once in malacca...", therefore there are a lot of stuff they use long time before like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065703296939620738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/Rkz-Ty-ceYI/AAAAAAAAAD0/qFj8fIYQiTI/s320/DSC00464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065703803745761698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/Rkz-xS-ceaI/AAAAAAAAAEE/72xoW5jUAjo/s320/DSC00466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I rate the cendol there 8 out 0f 10. Before leaving, v take this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065705251149740466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/Rk0AFi-cebI/AAAAAAAAAEM/W_joUgt1ubk/s320/DSC00472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then, the next stop is to rest out stomach a bit n went for sorvenier hunting at jonker street. I didn't but much... Yw buy some coke... Before buying v saw some people given parking ticket... So ph run to check his car n buy parking ticket... Man, he can run...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Afterward v went eating again, "Ho chak" ma, what u expect... v try out mee siam n cendol(yes, again) at one baba n nyoya shop look like this: &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065707355683715522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/Rk0CAC-cecI/AAAAAAAAAEU/7Wbidt4S2Dc/s320/DSC00485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;What interesting is v met with 2 Mpharm rombongan at the same shop... The food there is nice n i rate the cendol there 8 out of 10 also. The cendol there is different from jonker street one but they have their own special taste as well...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ai... tired already la... Pls stay tune for shrek 3, OOPS... is malacca 3... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-9219555264435261591?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/9219555264435261591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=9219555264435261591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/9219555264435261591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/9219555264435261591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/05/malacca-2.html' title='Malacca 2'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/Rkz4DC-ceVI/AAAAAAAAADc/vs3az9jA1Fk/s72-c/DSC00433.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-7838564592810531544</id><published>2007-05-17T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T01:36:59.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malacca 1</title><content type='html'>Last week after exam, me, ph, hp, yw and zy plan to go malacca for a trip... The trip is mainly to hunt down the best food there. This is like a IMU version of "Ho Chak"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V start our journey at 1 pm at vista. V stop at Sri Kembangan for lunch then continue with our journey. V spend about 2 hours on the journey and reach malacca at about 4pm. Then our next task is to search for a place to stay. V first go to check on emperor hotel, then v decide to go to other hotel to check for their rate and condition... After much fuss and work, v finally choose: EMPEROR HOTEL!!! the first one v check on... That search cause us like 2+ hours n v settle down at bout 6pm. Then v start to take photo of malacca town from our room at 21th floor... V get:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065564028330080482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/Rkx_pS-ceOI/AAAAAAAAACk/VRT1cfjQM00/s320/DSC00385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Then after v settle down n watch the 6pm news, v decide to go mahkota parade to have a walk while waiting for our local tour guide: py. At first v plan to bowl there but due to some unforsee problem v change our plan to play video game. V played: Daytona racing, and virtue football... Then v go to but mineral water n i buy one cute doraemon...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At bout 9pm, v start our first eating pit stop at: Restoran Ban Lee Siang for satey celup &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065566725569542386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/RkyCGS-cePI/AAAAAAAAACs/TAfrH_Y8GDI/s320/DSC00453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Satey celup is like steamboat stuff in satey stick that v "celup" in a boiling pot of satey source. Then in the middle of our meal, py and ly join us. They are our local tour there... O, i ate 10 cucuk of satey celup there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, v wen to eat fruit at a famous fruit stall according to PH. He said the fruit there is big n sweet. He said that the business there is so darn good that the owner drive BMW just by selling fruit... This is how the stall looks like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065569654737238274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/RkyEwy-ceQI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Rtb-J50y7OM/s320/DSC00502.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I eat 1 big pear n i big slice of watermelon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then v went to have lala n sotong at a stall beside longkang... If u are lucky... u can even see rats running around... But the food there is nice... Here are some pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065581221084166418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="192" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/RkyPSC-ceRI/AAAAAAAAAC8/DMS0RyO2MnA/s320/DSC00416.JPG" width="285" border="0" /&gt;This is actually the sign board of the stall next to the stall v go. I take this as replacement for our stall as the sign board of our stall is taken away already as the stall is closing... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065582123027298594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/RkyQGi-ceSI/AAAAAAAAADE/1715koTOx7Q/s320/DSC00414.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The pail in the hole of the table is where v throw the leftover n shell...&lt;/p&gt;Then afterward v still plan to eat a lot of stuff but most of the stall is close already... Therefore v go for wind blowing at the shore... according to py, before this the shore is not bordered by rocks n people can go in n play water one but now it has become like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065583398632585522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/RkyRQy-ceTI/AAAAAAAAADM/VbxYe4G9fvE/s320/DSC00417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After satisfied being BLOWN by the wind, v follow py's car as she drive us through some spots that v will be visiting the next day... Then v part way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I would like to THANX PY n LY for being such good tour guide there...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After v bac to hotel, v play cards then go ZZZ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pls stay tune for our second day in malacca wo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-7838564592810531544?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/7838564592810531544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=7838564592810531544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/7838564592810531544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/7838564592810531544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/05/malacca.html' title='Malacca 1'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/Rkx_pS-ceOI/AAAAAAAAACk/VRT1cfjQM00/s72-c/DSC00385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-3362441407591807831</id><published>2007-05-11T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T01:11:54.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give and take...</title><content type='html'>"Give and take should be a mutual action, not forced, even if what that one give is good, valuble and even priceless, or else it will be a burden of the taker..." That's a line that i read from somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i start to wonder: what if a stranger hand me RM100 at some street to me, will i still accept it? I will probably say no to it and will think: "U think i fool a, what u want from me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i wonder again: Have i ever give someone something that someone does not wan at all even it is good for him or her? I think deeply and found out that yes, i may have done it once, nope... twice, nope.., probably a lot of time... consiously and unconsiously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U might have ask: "how u know that the taker dun wan ur give?" Apparrently, since i have doing that quite often and get reject a lot of times, i quite know the "standard" face and action they will do to stop u(me) from helping them... althought they do it mostly in polite fashion but i can't help thinking that what's wrong with me. Y people can be so cautious with me? Do i have any problems? Do i look bad? Do i need to learn how to mind my own business? or how to BACK OUT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tired... wan to sleep...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-3362441407591807831?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/3362441407591807831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=3362441407591807831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/3362441407591807831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/3362441407591807831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/05/give-and-take.html' title='Give and take...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-2903532706594841046</id><published>2007-05-09T08:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T09:10:38.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hangover...</title><content type='html'>I m now having hangover... Less than 24 hours after having thinking of :"What the hell does anti infalmmatory drugs means? NSAIDs? any anti inflam drugs?"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind feel blank while the sky outside look grey. It has been rainning over the night n now the rain drops and the breeze is still presentable... Y this doesn't happen over the last 2 weeks. I like weather like this- grey, windy and chill, exam or no exam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here m i thinking what now after exam, what do i really need to do, what do i need to do, what do i want to do, what do i can do, n what do i cannot do... Who say brain cells are useless during holidays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i really need to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clean my room, have a(preferable some) no pressure sleep n wake up naturally, live like a normal people once more, catch up with myself, n find out what i want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i need to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go settle my elective things, go settle my research project, go settle imu stuff, return stuff that i long borrowed, go change my dvd burner long impaired, go burn my stuff of the virused desktop, n flush everything in my desktop n make it virus n spyware free...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i want to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fulfilled the promised i made over my busy period, catch up with my long lost fren, watch endless tv drama cum series, play marathon computer game, online 24-7, chill while doing nothing, blank myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i can do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With so little time... I DUNNO what i can DO? DARN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i can't do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being stupid enough to think life like this will be long term, go overseas for holiday althought i SO WANT TO, express my own feeling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, so much things to do... Which one to do first leh???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAY, BPHARMER: v deserve it!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-2903532706594841046?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/2903532706594841046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=2903532706594841046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/2903532706594841046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/2903532706594841046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/05/hangover.html' title='Hangover...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-3281488443330050679</id><published>2007-05-08T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T00:32:41.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I m bac...</title><content type='html'>Someone say my blog no picture... this guy actually... so i decide... what the hack, here's a picture of HIM... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062220487727827362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="202" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/RkCetnm4yaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/_nPHw6Pn2Fg/s320/DSC00373.JPG" width="275" border="0" /&gt; Then here are some pic i wan to post some time ago but lack of time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062222008146250162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="216" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/RkCgGHm4ybI/AAAAAAAAAB8/PozDwKFy108/s320/DSC00355.JPG" width="296" border="0" /&gt;This is the steam boat v have at a restaurent call "Yuan"... but the main famous thing is not this... but this...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062223339586111938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="210" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/RkChTnm4ycI/AAAAAAAAACE/3UCPjnAZqU4/s320/DSC00354.JPG" width="268" border="0" /&gt;These chicken wings come in like 100 per time, but people rush like seeing gold each time... all will be gone in 30 seconds... but i really taste nice...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062225212191853010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/RkCjAnm4ydI/AAAAAAAAACM/7KxR9UgcHL0/s320/DSC00361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;N this is a picture i take in capri... It write: "One day i will become RED" Hopefully i will also become RED one day... NOt red for MU of course... MU sucks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062226612351191522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/RkCkSHm4yeI/AAAAAAAAACU/mP_y1xfV1uk/s320/Image022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This pic shows me, million, yes is MILLION... i double check... and Ee lin... This picture is to act as evidence that v give the money to IMU charity fund already... Hmm... picture evidence... a new one for me...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;N lastly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062227875071576562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="166" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/RkClbnm4yfI/AAAAAAAAACc/3Rv-y-6becA/s320/DSC00374.JPG" width="274" border="0" /&gt;This will be the chocolate bar i like the MOST for a long, long time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-3281488443330050679?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/3281488443330050679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=3281488443330050679' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/3281488443330050679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/3281488443330050679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-m-bac.html' title='I m bac...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/RkCetnm4yaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/_nPHw6Pn2Fg/s72-c/DSC00373.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-6414852485310692233</id><published>2007-04-29T07:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T08:04:54.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EOS exam coming...</title><content type='html'>EOS exam is tomorrow! Good luck everyone... Wish me luck!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-6414852485310692233?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/6414852485310692233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=6414852485310692233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/6414852485310692233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/6414852485310692233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/04/eos-coming.html' title='EOS exam coming...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-6913977956264142552</id><published>2007-04-22T08:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T08:07:14.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lines... Again???</title><content type='html'>People draw lines on people so damn fast, i m so impress with the speed... Or the line is there ALWAYS just i m blind to see it onli?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-6913977956264142552?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/6913977956264142552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=6913977956264142552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/6913977956264142552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/6913977956264142552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/04/lines-again.html' title='Lines... Again???'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-5944891754107684173</id><published>2007-04-22T07:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T07:58:00.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged...</title><content type='html'>Ok,  let's see... The tag sound like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Each one starts out by telling 6 weird things about themselves. People who get tagged need to write (in their own blog) 6 weird things as well and state the rules clearly. In the end, you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names. After you do that, leave each of them a comment letting them know you tagged them and the cycle goes on."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Interesting... 6 weird things..., ok here go:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. I like/love to watch football but i never played it on field ever... Maybe i feel that i will be easily injured and not able to finish the whole game...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. I have 2 "home" since childhood, i can choose where to stay everyday...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. I tend to use my right side of body to do whatever, eg. open door with right hand, picking stuff ect ect ect...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. I like to do blog hopping... A LOT...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. I have certain standard procedures when i wake up and before go to sleep...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. I cannot walk straight, i will either be more to the left or more to the right, that' y i always knock on people while walking...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ahh... ok, may be some of those are not that weird but i can't think too much... Have to conserve brain cells for EOS... DARN...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;O, i can tag 6 peoples? I choose: HP, ZY, WK, CC, WC and KS...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-5944891754107684173?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/5944891754107684173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=5944891754107684173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/5944891754107684173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/5944891754107684173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/04/tagged.html' title='Tagged...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-2674047287831198988</id><published>2007-04-11T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T00:46:01.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parallel line DUN meet...</title><content type='html'>This is how a parallel line looks like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051841369324516962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 109px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="203" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/Rhu-9ag19mI/AAAAAAAAABs/g4qsWgC1naA/s320/parallel.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still remember my secondary school math teacher said: "Garis selari ialah garis yang tidak akan bertemu walaubagaimanapun..." When i heard it i m like: "Yeah rite, never meet... who u are bluffing?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now i know it really can't meet... No matter how one try to curve the line to make it unparallel, it will still be parallel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-2674047287831198988?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/2674047287831198988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=2674047287831198988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/2674047287831198988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/2674047287831198988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/04/parallel-line-dun-meet.html' title='Parallel line DUN meet...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/Rhu-9ag19mI/AAAAAAAAABs/g4qsWgC1naA/s72-c/parallel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-2453325826475655210</id><published>2007-03-27T07:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T07:29:36.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dejected...</title><content type='html'>I m feeling so dejected... ejected... rejected...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-2453325826475655210?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/2453325826475655210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=2453325826475655210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/2453325826475655210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/2453325826475655210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/03/dejected.html' title='Dejected...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-2464714869769380660</id><published>2007-03-25T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T18:14:12.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is never fair? Izzit?</title><content type='html'>Yesterday i was watching Grey's anatomy on Star World n there is one going to wed couple where the husband to be is having aneurysm n may not make it to the wedding. After telling the diagnosis to the husband to be, is not him that get freak out but is the wife to be is freaking out. She is in denial at first, then on another scene, she show a doctor on all the wedding preparation receipts that she said that she see in magazine it teaches her that all preparation receipt should be keep just in case anything happen. Then lastly, there is a scene that her husband is in critical condition n the wife want to leave saying that: "I can't take it, n I don't want to accept it..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then while the abandoned husband is doing surgery, the interns discuss on his wife escape... Then one intern said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If she doesn't love him as much as he love her, then she doesn't deserve his love..." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But from what i experience, love is never fair, no one can guarantee that what one give will equivalent to what one receive back... N it  shouldn't be in my opinion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, is it TRUE?  My brain is keep having flash back of a scene that the abandoned husband &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;disappointing&lt;/span&gt; look when he found out that his wife to be leave him after the surgery... I feel like the husband...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-2464714869769380660?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/2464714869769380660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=2464714869769380660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/2464714869769380660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/2464714869769380660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/03/it-is-never-fair-izzit.html' title='It is never fair? Izzit?'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-2456920703971737009</id><published>2007-03-20T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T18:27:15.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and hospice...</title><content type='html'>Today i went to Hospice... finally after so many people said that they see light in the darkness there... Hmm... O, what is hospice? &lt;a href="http://www.hospismalaysia.org/"&gt;See this&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First v have a two hours LONG lecture on pain management with a lot of questions BEING ASK at us... I barely have answer for any of the questions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is the chatting session with patient, our patient is Mr. V, who has lung cancer since 6 years ago. From our conversation, i found out(from what v chat):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cigarette is not bad or else government have already ban it, it's not the tax, as government have to spend more than they take from taxes for diseases that associate with cigarette&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stress is nothing, n nothing should lead to stress&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;According to him, everyone wear mask, just when n what the mask is&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He is the pillar of the hospice(according to another patient)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He dislike doctor a lot&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He ask y v can't create medicine that destroy virus(hopefully one day there will be...)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He is SO +++&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fruit juice is very important(only freshly squash one)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;O, he ask me to EXERCISE...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It is faith for everything, if everyone is professional, who is going to sell nasi lemak?(nice one)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;N he know more on drugs than me: he know what statex is... WOW!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;N a lot more which i can't remember all...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Talking with him is quiet fun as i can see stuff that i usual see in a different angle, who cares whether is the right angle, as long that i see it another way round...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then v when for lunch, then come back n v have another patient to interview, he is mr. HH, he according to him he has prostate cancer but the chief complain is leg swelling... From our talk:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;He is active in sport a long time ago, but he choose love over sport&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He is ALSO very +++&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He love company a lot, but most of his family members n friend r busy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He adore hospice, he said that he is serve like KING there&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He went through more than what i can think of times 50&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Again, someone ask me to exercise, even walking will do, he say LAZY is the word for those, ok la, for ME that neglect exercise over anything&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lots more that i forget...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Talking to Mr. MM is also very enjoyable as he is very generous to share with us his life... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Generally my trip to hospice is an enjoyable one minus the stressful lecture... I feel enjoy to talk with people more experience than me coz i think they think more differently... I think hospice do a very good job as the only complain i get from the patients is that they can't come more often to there... Congrats whoever concern with hospice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-2456920703971737009?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/2456920703971737009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=2456920703971737009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/2456920703971737009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/2456920703971737009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/03/me-and-hospice.html' title='Me and hospice...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-820450992735458352</id><published>2007-03-08T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T00:06:55.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three days of exhaustion</title><content type='html'>Thanx to HTAR: Hospital Tunku Ampuan Rahimah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Klang base hospital has make me to wake up at 6AM every morning n drive a long, long journey through my sleepiness to KLANG!!! Then, v are being work till the limit by clerking cases and doing care plan for presentation. AHH!!! I so HATE the F**king, darn hospital...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are 4 things that i think worth a mention:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I almost make a patient weap during an interview, not that i do anything but she just remember some sad past of her. Luckily she didn't cry at last or i will be so guilty of being the first student that make patient cry.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I feel so sad that i have to continue on clerking case but not able to help one of the patient when his/her condition went worse. I can onli keep copying the damn clinical progression note...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I salute NURSES... This attachment have make me understand the importance of nurses in healthcare system. They are the closest one patient can get to. They are the LINK...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I... hate myself for not doing anything on something...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.s. I haven't meet with the legendary dr m***** yet... Wish me luck!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-820450992735458352?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/820450992735458352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=820450992735458352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/820450992735458352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/820450992735458352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/03/three-days-of-exhaustion.html' title='Three days of exhaustion'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-131188211185370363</id><published>2007-03-04T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T19:10:55.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phrase of the week...</title><content type='html'>One told me this: &lt;strong&gt;"It is not ashamed to be single and it is not all fun in having a relationship..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;dun know y he/she tell me that cause for starter i didn't show that i m ashamed of being single... Is he/she think that i m ashamed? N certainly do i know that fun isn't all that is in maintaining a sucessful relationship. But i truely think that fun is definately an important ingredient in it or else who will spend all the effort in maintaining one? I feel so frus when getting lectures just because that i m a noob in this type of situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i heard that, i think... Is that TRUE? Pratially true? or NOT TRUE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pls do help me out if u know the answer o!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-131188211185370363?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/131188211185370363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=131188211185370363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/131188211185370363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/131188211185370363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/03/phrase-of-week.html' title='Phrase of the week...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-2257981343745251260</id><published>2007-03-03T07:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T07:32:04.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Habit</title><content type='html'>Just how long one have to take to change/forget certain habits: To change one excessive eating habit, to not think that one can do everything, to not step in places always on the right foot, to not think that the world in beautiful, to stop caring on someone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just how long one have to take to to make new habits: to eating healthily n accordingly, to stay content, to think positively, to move on in life, to learn how to do constant study, to keep quiet, to be normal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the antidote is TIME, but who know the dose n tau?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-2257981343745251260?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/2257981343745251260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=2257981343745251260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/2257981343745251260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/2257981343745251260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/03/habit.html' title='Habit'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-1025652674278913961</id><published>2007-02-28T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T21:58:43.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Focus</title><content type='html'>The theme of these few weeks is to stay focus. Things starts to get busy and i have to stay focus to manage the things that come in one by one or multiple by multiple. But focus isn't one of the things that i m good at therefore i m suffering now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-1025652674278913961?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/1025652674278913961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=1025652674278913961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/1025652674278913961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/1025652674278913961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/02/focus.html' title='Focus'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-6730232073514102027</id><published>2007-02-22T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T21:21:39.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird feeling...</title><content type='html'>Feel tired and exhausted althought didn't do much physically demanding today... Feel weird... What i have done today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drive to find the way to the---no one want to go tengku ampuan rahimah hospital&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go home, eat, watch crap tv&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then go 1U watch Ghost Raider(sleep at the early part of the show)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then eat at Pizza Hut&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;See nothing physical demanding rite? Then y m i so TIRED?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maybe is mentally fatigue gua... I need rest... MENTALLY before heading back to IMU!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-6730232073514102027?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/6730232073514102027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=6730232073514102027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/6730232073514102027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/6730232073514102027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/02/weird-feeling.html' title='Weird feeling...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-8515754551255709773</id><published>2007-02-20T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T19:17:23.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My mystery...</title><content type='html'>My mystery is: why am i so freaking like to eat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To everyone out there who wan to know why i SO like to eat, even if:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I m freaking fat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I m hypertensive&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I know i can't eat too much for my health well being&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I know my BMI &gt; 30&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All people i know ask me to stop eating &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;The answer is eating help me pass my "low time" in my life. Eating is not to fill up my stomach but to fill up my mind with something and inject those "endorphin" that i need during my sad time to pull me through the sorrow... I still can recall that once i m so quarreling with someone at sunway pyramid then what make me calm is a cup of Mc D shake.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I so need my food(dessert) because my life is so saddening... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For now, food is STILL and will be my antidote... Unless something/someone else pop up in my life and save me...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-8515754551255709773?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/8515754551255709773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=8515754551255709773' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/8515754551255709773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/8515754551255709773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-mystery.html' title='My mystery...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-1412846650150233404</id><published>2007-02-18T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T19:57:14.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If...</title><content type='html'>Will i still be "i" if things are not quite the same?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if i m not that enormously huge?&lt;br /&gt;What if i m not that freaking poor?&lt;br /&gt;What if i m handsome?&lt;br /&gt;What if i m self exploded with confident?&lt;br /&gt;What if i m not that grumpy?&lt;br /&gt;What if i m good in talking?&lt;br /&gt;What if i m half full not half empty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone tell me that i m now what i m because of what i m before... Or literately... I m shaped into what i m now... Some small changes in anything that i have mention before may change the now me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... I m force to be me? What m i will be if i have the chance to choose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will i still be "me"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Happy CNY everyone!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-1412846650150233404?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/1412846650150233404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=1412846650150233404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/1412846650150233404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/1412846650150233404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/02/if.html' title='If...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-7578282386471588071</id><published>2007-02-16T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T20:01:10.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epoxy eye...</title><content type='html'>Today i went into MPH to rest my legs... YES, to rest my tired leg... after 3 hours of crazy shopping at 1U. I wonder how women did shopping that frequent and enjoy it at the same time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i was saying... i was at MPH then cc brought bac two books... One is a book on "how to..." And one of the chapter is on: "How to make gal/boy fall in love with u with ur eye"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the solution is: "The epoxy eye"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the book, epoxy eye is a type of eye that u shower on the person u so called want to impress... How to do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When talk in a group of 3 or more peoples, focus only on the person that u wan to impress, whether he/she is talking or not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Focus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Focus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. More focus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If u think it is rude to the speaker(which i think so), u can try to focus on the person u wan to impress on every end of every certain point by the speaker...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The catch is written lastly that this epoxy eye thingy onli works on those that dun have strong dislike toward u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, people who want to try it out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEWARE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-7578282386471588071?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/7578282386471588071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=7578282386471588071' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/7578282386471588071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/7578282386471588071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/02/epoxy-eye.html' title='Epoxy eye...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-4755983322627981713</id><published>2007-02-14T20:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T20:23:41.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I m now...</title><content type='html'>Doing my laundry on Valentine nite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lame rite?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-4755983322627981713?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/4755983322627981713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=4755983322627981713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/4755983322627981713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/4755983322627981713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-m-now.html' title='I m now...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-5049907765042876800</id><published>2007-02-11T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T16:01:45.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tyre Curse...</title><content type='html'>That is my third puncture in 6 months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was driving to my fren's house after a game of basketball, n while waiting for my fren, my fren notice that my left back tyre puncture... AGAIN!!! It is unbelievable!!! How can that be...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luckily(or unluckily) there is a tyre shop just around the place i found my tyre brust... each of the 3 time i found the brust. Maybe this is the evil plot of the tyre shop to brust my tyreby spraying nail nearby their shop... Maybe... NAA... no really as two out of 3 times that i can find even the small nail. So, what's my problem? Is it really the tyre curse? Who know how to break it?(Pls kindly leave the antidote at the chatter box or comment section)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly, today i heard one of my fren say: "Marriage is not a two people thingy but a two family thingy..." That left me wondering... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-5049907765042876800?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/5049907765042876800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=5049907765042876800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/5049907765042876800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/5049907765042876800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/02/tyre-curse.html' title='Tyre Curse...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-3516397415700096970</id><published>2007-02-09T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T19:52:14.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Self pity...</title><content type='html'>Today i glance over one page of the star R.A.G.E. section, it is about the the A-Z on overcoming stress... i quicky peek out that there is one line that write: "Pick urself up from self pity..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self pity... that something that i do... &lt;strong&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/strong&gt;... I like to put myself in all those thought that i m not worth this n that n then pity myself on missing on every single little stuff in life. That's an act of weakness. I keep repeating these type of s**t stuff n pity my self every now n then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dun have any solution on how to picking myself up from self pity or even dun know how to stop myself from self pity-ing myself subconsciously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let just hope i can stop doing that... &lt;strong&gt;FAST&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-3516397415700096970?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/3516397415700096970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=3516397415700096970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/3516397415700096970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/3516397415700096970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/02/self-pity.html' title='Self pity...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-5245534620265876180</id><published>2007-02-07T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T17:37:47.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do u know?</title><content type='html'>Whether Aunty Mary had died...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether is jam, butter or half butter half jam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N what time it is now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-5245534620265876180?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/5245534620265876180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=5245534620265876180' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/5245534620265876180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/5245534620265876180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/02/do-u-know.html' title='Do u know?'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-4178664622883467667</id><published>2007-02-06T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T17:47:15.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG, I did it again...</title><content type='html'>Once again my reflex deceive me from doing the normal thing. When i will learn to use my brain...Darn it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-4178664622883467667?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/4178664622883467667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=4178664622883467667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/4178664622883467667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/4178664622883467667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/02/omg-i-did-it-again.html' title='OMG, I did it again...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-6188347291624860089</id><published>2007-02-05T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T21:25:53.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I m "rubber", what are u?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today someone tell me: "I m like a tame kitten, but don't u ever step on my tail, or else u see how u will become..." He say that if he is ever harm then all white n black side will on my trail to hunt me down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028039254846383858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="207" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/RccvEAXWpvI/AAAAAAAAAA8/DXefm0AiILg/s320/kitten.jpg" width="220" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Him???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Hmm... that's scary... I wonder what will i be then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i think: "He is tame kitten then what i m...?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N THINK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i come to the conclusion that i m rubber, not the durex type of rubber but rubber band type of rubber. It is elastic... but till a threshold only. U can pull me If the threshold is reach, then the consequence will be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The rubber band snap,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The rubber band become another shape which is not elastic at all... N will never be again...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028039748767622914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/RccvgwXWpwI/AAAAAAAAABE/zR6eiSdbV0I/s320/180px-Elastic_money.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Try me...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-6188347291624860089?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/6188347291624860089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=6188347291624860089' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/6188347291624860089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/6188347291624860089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-m-rubber-what-are-u.html' title='I m &quot;rubber&quot;, what are u?'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/RccvEAXWpvI/AAAAAAAAAA8/DXefm0AiILg/s72-c/kitten.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-1316730706518336661</id><published>2007-02-03T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T14:25:47.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How earth moves...</title><content type='html'>Earth moves around the sun in predictable fashion while my life also move around something 24/7... It has become so predictable that i can't not think: "Gosh, m i doing it again?" Maybe it is time to make some changes to my "routine" and for once live for myself and feel good for myself... I miss that alot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eye still red, the eye drop doesn't do its magic stuff yet but i feel better minus the irritation, itchy, tired, blur eye vision that i have. I m thankful that i still see stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O, last night i almost knock on another car bac. I was driving n driving n suddenly the car FAR, i mean FAR, FAR breaks... So i also break lo. What happen is that my break somehow not that good that i nearly knock the other car "tail". That was close... Thank God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N... i still have mountain of work to be done namely: toxicology report, CTT essay, portfolio, n next week got test somemore...... S**T!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was i thinking while typing this all...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-1316730706518336661?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/1316730706518336661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=1316730706518336661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/1316730706518336661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/1316730706518336661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/02/how-earth-moves.html' title='How earth moves...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-3348748827742234369</id><published>2007-01-31T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T18:55:17.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Charles Darwin...</title><content type='html'>One of the person that i dun like. I dun like him because that he come out with the evolution and natural selection theory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to him, all life will undergoes "natural" selection where the fits live and the unfit being eliminated. The K elimination depend on the ln2/T1/2... Oops, i mean depend on the degree of the awkwardness of the so called unfit. I wonder sometimes that y can't all live peacefully, fit or unfit to contemporary, who are v or even Darwin to decide?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O, pls save me from being eliminate from the vicious darwin evolution!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-3348748827742234369?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/3348748827742234369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=3348748827742234369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/3348748827742234369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/3348748827742234369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/01/charles-darwin.html' title='Charles Darwin...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-1104923377374643994</id><published>2007-01-29T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T23:20:03.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blur...</title><content type='html'>Today i went through CPK exam with this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025470808568800978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 113px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 101px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="144" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/Rb4PEwXWptI/AAAAAAAAAAg/PpdClHnwCA4/s320/DSC00214.JPG" width="245" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, it is i think conjuctivitis or more commonly known as "red eyes". It make my eye watery, red, n burning kind of sensation... I feel terrible going through the whole examination... I can't concentrate n my vision is so blur due to the watery eye... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Therefore i have to went to the pharmacy to ask for something: N they give me this:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025471611727685346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="200" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/Rb4PzgXWpuI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZEARESBrYdk/s320/DSC00215.JPG" width="140" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its active ingredient are: dexamethasone n chloramphenicol... Lets hope that make my eye fine...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Actually i have a lot to voice up today but dunno y i m so not in the mood to blog now lo... Therefore that's all for now i think...&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/21584228-1104923377374643994?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/1104923377374643994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=1104923377374643994' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/1104923377374643994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/1104923377374643994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/01/blur.html' title='Blur...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/Rb4PEwXWptI/AAAAAAAAAAg/PpdClHnwCA4/s72-c/DSC00214.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-5123659006616489316</id><published>2007-01-27T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T20:48:48.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keys...</title><content type='html'>O! I left my car key inside the car n lock it AGAIN... yesterday. It's the N time that i have done such thing lo. But luckily this time my car is just situated outside my house n i can go in n take the car keys n save my sorry a**... Not like last time i have to call my parent n there hav to come with the spare keys from home to where i park my car... (LRT station, herbal revival...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N then the "music" begin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How many times i have to tell u that DON'T put the key inside the car n the lock the car... BLA... BLA... n more BLA...?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like i purposely do that! I ACCIDENTALLY lock my keys inside onli ma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someone will invent something to help me on NOT to do that again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-5123659006616489316?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/5123659006616489316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=5123659006616489316' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/5123659006616489316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/5123659006616489316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/01/keys.html' title='Keys...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-8943431654272500914</id><published>2007-01-27T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T20:41:19.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CPK</title><content type='html'>Clinical Pharmacokinetic is one of the hardest module that i ever encounter lo. So many formula, so many graphs, so many numbers, so many figures, so many complicated theory... So many so many...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CPK is so PK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best in the test on monday everyone... Good luck...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-8943431654272500914?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/8943431654272500914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=8943431654272500914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/8943431654272500914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/8943431654272500914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/01/cpk.html' title='CPK'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-4597387804190081860</id><published>2007-01-25T07:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T07:44:05.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23</title><content type='html'>I m Officially 23 today? 23? I m 23 already...? Time flies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun know what i have accomplish in my life till now or m i at the right track on what i m heading to in the first day. Nowadays i jus live my life one day per time. Onli look forward to near future but not long, long future. I not dare to dream greatness like most of the young ones but onli content to live a peaceful life. Maybe that's the sign that i m ageing already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday wishes a? Aside from world peace , end of poverty, no more disease, no more patient in hospital, no more tragic... Is that i wish that someone will remember that today is my birthday... By own realisation of course. A simple sms will do. Or i m jus asking too much? Maybe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-4597387804190081860?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/4597387804190081860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=4597387804190081860' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/4597387804190081860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/4597387804190081860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/01/23.html' title='23'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-7104804167439154371</id><published>2007-01-22T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T20:02:59.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silent...</title><content type='html'>What if suddenly i can't speak anymore? Is that mean that i can keep quiet whenever, wherever? I think that's the only way to keep my big mouth shut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By that, at least i no need to be bother on tomorrow PBL cause i can legally keep quiet... Or i wil still do that even if i can speak? Only god know...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-7104804167439154371?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/7104804167439154371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=7104804167439154371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/7104804167439154371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/7104804167439154371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/01/silent.html' title='Silent...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-1426809702678843386</id><published>2007-01-20T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T20:49:40.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie day, yeah!</title><content type='html'>Today i squeeze my timetable so hard to find time for this movie: "Death Note 2: The Last Name". I m so lagging on my school work n study... Darn it! &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022089561205286578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="182" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/RbIL2QXWprI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uqxKZtNBiHo/s320/index_03.jpg" width="390" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The story continue as Light "Kira" continue his journey to create utopia with the help of the death note.(Previous story pls see &lt;a href="http://l2g.blogspot.com/2006/11/licence-to-kill.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;) while "L" continue to find out n proof who is Kira to stop him/her. But the fun part of this sequel is that there are two "Kira"(At some point of the movie 3)! There are two death note n the another book is pick up by a teenage actress  Misha whose also hate criminal as her family were kill by a criminal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The story goes on as the race to catch kira continue: Who will be checkmate? L, Kira? Who's right? who's wrong? Who is the LAST NAME on the Death Note? Quick go visit ur nearest cinema o! These is quite a good movie, i personal rate it 7/10.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Personally, i m confuse on who's rite or wrong after the movie... Should there really be a "Kira" to bring justice to us all? Or the current law is sufficient to protect us? I don't think that Light do the wrong things. Jus he did it with a wrong method... When will criminal cease n stop completely??? I also want utopia...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-1426809702678843386?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/1426809702678843386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=1426809702678843386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/1426809702678843386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/1426809702678843386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/01/movie-day-yeah.html' title='Movie day, yeah!'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2OE7ex3x48/RbIL2QXWprI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uqxKZtNBiHo/s72-c/index_03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-1314154251385032283</id><published>2007-01-19T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T23:28:11.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflex...</title><content type='html'>Reflex is stereotype response that depends on the stimules, it usually occur bypassing the brain for the optimum speedy response... As it bypass the brain, my lecturer said is a "brainless action".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how many "brainless action" have u done lately? Are ur reflex arc working?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my reflexes are in good condition...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-1314154251385032283?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/1314154251385032283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=1314154251385032283' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/1314154251385032283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/1314154251385032283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/01/reflex.html' title='Reflex...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-1501535691334050215</id><published>2007-01-19T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T23:19:30.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One at a time!</title><content type='html'>I so admire peoples that are good on multi-tasking. I never be one of them. I can only do one thing in a time... I do my assignment one a time, i see the slide during lecture but miss out on the what the lecturer saying, i talk to people one at a time, i listen to people one at a time, i love people one at a time, i response to situation one at a time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, is: &lt;strong&gt;ONE AT A TIME!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will never be the musti tasking guy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-1501535691334050215?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/1501535691334050215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=1501535691334050215' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/1501535691334050215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/1501535691334050215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/01/one-at-time.html' title='One at a time!'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-7181909972644413315</id><published>2007-01-16T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T22:43:19.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Distance</title><content type='html'>What is the perfect distance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too far will be just too far to have any effect. But too close may yet be too close until lead to disasterous effect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the perfect formula, i wonder?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-7181909972644413315?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/7181909972644413315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=7181909972644413315' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/7181909972644413315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/7181909972644413315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/01/distance.html' title='Distance'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-6715145166737685028</id><published>2007-01-13T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T22:00:26.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sui day...</title><content type='html'>Is today... Today i drive to jusco n carrefour to copy info on household cleaning prop to check on their respective toxic effect n...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My tyre puncture: second in 4 months... n it will cause me a whalloping RM 100... S**t!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When i m copying info in carrefour, i m stop by a "carrefour guy" who say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are u copying our prices of stuff n give to XXX YYY."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I answer:"Nope, i m doing a research on the cleaning solution, just wan to copy some info..." (while showing him the paper which doesn't contain any sort of figure)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He: "U can't do that(after looking at the non digit paper), u have to apply XXX YYY permission to do that!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I(thinking): "Hey, bull s**t la u, i m so not a coporate spy lo, F**k off"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I(saying): "o, so sorry, v dunno, v will leave soon..."(while cursing him in the heart)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So damn sui...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n lastly... When is the last time u escape a chat with:" I have to do something, i m busy, sorry i got company..." when the awkardness of the chatting becoming sky rocket high?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get those quotes while chatting with one of my fren lo, so sad to think that our conversation have become awkward(at least for him/her) until he/she have to "escape" from me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a sui day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-6715145166737685028?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/6715145166737685028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=6715145166737685028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/6715145166737685028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/6715145166737685028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/01/sui-day.html' title='Sui day...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-3760955515954992942</id><published>2007-01-11T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T19:15:21.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Amazing Race...</title><content type='html'>Today i watched "The Amazing Race". The Show is about 10 teams of 2 that fight through 15 country around the world completing tasks on the way to be the first one who get through the cheque flag n win 1 million dollar. At certain stations, the last team that reach the pit stop will be eliminated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the race, teams apply strategies: some form alliance with other teams(but somehow those alliance will break sooner or later as they all want the same things- the $1 million), some play clean n some play dirty n some play with both...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then ask myself: "If i m in the race, how will i play?" Should i play dirty to win, play clean n get eliminate empty handed or i can survive playing clean until the end n win?(WK will probably laugh here as i think he wil think that playing clean will never win)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that if i m in the race i will probably play clean... Not that i have morale or what but only that i know i will fail even if i play dirty: so is better to fail clean than dirty isn't it? =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm la, i think i think too much, jus a stupid tv show...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-3760955515954992942?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/3760955515954992942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=3760955515954992942' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/3760955515954992942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/3760955515954992942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/01/amazing-race.html' title='The Amazing Race...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-5147475623658845084</id><published>2007-01-10T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T17:40:49.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Win-win" situation...</title><content type='html'>Someone will never lose: they are always "win-win". Whatever u did is a big wrong-wrong to them, depending how they verdict u. Which is however they like... They are in cruise control. They always WIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unbeatable!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-5147475623658845084?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/5147475623658845084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=5147475623658845084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/5147475623658845084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/5147475623658845084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/01/win-win-situation.html' title='&quot;Win-win&quot; situation...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-1379588611159296634</id><published>2007-01-09T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T17:21:21.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday Blue....</title><content type='html'>I feel the BLUE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-1379588611159296634?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/1379588611159296634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=1379588611159296634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/1379588611159296634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/1379588611159296634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/01/tuesday-blue.html' title='Tuesday Blue....'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-1944647678462032236</id><published>2007-01-06T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T20:27:35.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry...</title><content type='html'>When u are window shopping at malls like 1U/midvalley what's ur first reaction when some promoter come to approach u n ask u to sign up for whatever thingy(eg. credit card, stremyx...)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run like the wind? Wave the almighty "NO" hand signal? or take the other road when see the promoter by far? For me, i will take the alternative road(if available) or walk quickly via them to escape the famous quote: "Miss/Mister, can i take some of ur time? V are... bla...". I take those approach as i think that if i stop n listen to all that what they will get is a big NO as i m broke n not capeble of joining, signing up on whatever they r promoting. It is better for them to reserve their energy to others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at the curve today, with HP doing some window shopping... As it was weekend, there are lots of promoter that promote stuff of their own. I, as usual, apply those 2 strategies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it works well until v avoid one of the promoter that approach us,v wave no even before she start speaking, n while smiling away i heard her mumble: "I haven't even start talking yet...". That make me think: they are also onli working. Is it correct for me to wave them off just like that even before hearing anything? They must feel dejected always as i think most of the people will wave them off also... I can only say that i m sorry lo, for all of the promoter that i have wave off ever: "SORRY!" It is not a gesture to snub them nor make them feel bad but i m jus not capeble lo to being promote of anything...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-1944647678462032236?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/1944647678462032236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=1944647678462032236' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/1944647678462032236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/1944647678462032236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/01/sorry.html' title='Sorry...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-1441672498840865544</id><published>2007-01-04T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T21:43:23.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Key n Lock theory?</title><content type='html'>I first heard of this theory when i m form 4/5 when i m learning about enzymes. Key n lock theory means that that are only certain substrate that only can activate certain enzyme: like how keys can unlock certain locks onli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nowadays key n lock theory have been use in a lot of occasions in our life... People tend to make their own assumption n link things that they think is the key n lock together... For example, today i heard my lecturer said that people tend to think people study at private uni are "suppose" to be rich. What??? Where the h**k that the can make such association. Yes, i do admit that some of the people that study at private uni are rich but i believe that mostly they are not. Take me for instance: i have to loan almost 80% of my fee from our beloved PTPTN just to get in IMU... (Yes, i pay for all the suffering...).Once i graduated i will be burden with a heavy debt. How rich can i be? Those linking are so UNTRUE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, assumption that people make are mostly untrue, y can't people work via evidence base so that the real keys may find their respective locks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m still waiting for my key...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-1441672498840865544?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/1441672498840865544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=1441672498840865544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/1441672498840865544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/1441672498840865544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/01/key-n-lock-theory.html' title='Key n Lock theory?'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-6086147307079010400</id><published>2007-01-03T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T22:49:19.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem start...</title><content type='html'>Sem 6 finally commence after "long awaiting"... The worst part of starting a new sem is to have to clean my room that is not occupied for 5 weeks of holiday... That take me a loooooong time to do so... N to make things worst, many of my wooden furniture have growth fungus... I have to risk myself from infection to get rid of those stupid fungus!!! SO DISGUSTING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after sem 6 seems RELATIVELY not that pack compare to sem 4/5. But u never know what Bpharm is hiding. Maybe sem 6 will be yet another hardest sem for me in IMU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life have been hard this few days(for me of course), I m constantly MISSing something...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-6086147307079010400?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/6086147307079010400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=6086147307079010400' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/6086147307079010400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/6086147307079010400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/01/sem-start.html' title='Sem start...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-3605824402764868236</id><published>2007-01-01T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T19:33:41.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's another NEW Year!!!</title><content type='html'>Hello, 2007!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday nite i was having yam cha session with: WC, IH, CC, M, VL, AK, Mo at Sri Hadamas's Coffee Bean... We are there at about 945. Then after ordering our drinks( i have a large latte to keep me awake coz i need to drive afterward), v find our seats n CRAB! Time flies when v crab as the time slowly creeping toward the end of 2006. Then at precise 12 sharp, the fire works was lighten up the dark sky. It was beautiful... The onli down side was the fireworks were quite low n the building(taller ones) block the lovely scene. Anyway it's ok to me as i m there not mainly for the fireworks nor the count down but some quality meeting time with my long MISS frens... O, that was also the first time i spend new years eve with my frens =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reach back home at about 2am. I can't sleep due to the lagging caffeine effect from the latte... Was at bed thinking about 2006, all the ups n downs(mainly downs)... I think i slept at 3 something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to a BRAND NEW YEAR!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-3605824402764868236?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/3605824402764868236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=3605824402764868236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/3605824402764868236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/3605824402764868236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-another-new-year.html' title='It&apos;s another NEW Year!!!'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-330776141179540527</id><published>2006-12-31T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T13:08:12.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Count down?</title><content type='html'>Every year new year eve, people will go count down, at bukit bintang, the curve, Times square, 1U, KLCC, ect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, i dun like the crowd, some say that is the crowd that make the occasion merry or have that festive feeling but i dun feel so. For me, is not what occasion that count or where u celebrate... Is with who u are celebrating with... With the right person, everywhere will be "Times Square... ..." Beautiful fireworks, cheerful crowd is nothing to me if is not share with the right person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun want to be at just anywhere, with anyone, jus somewhere, or with someone... I wanna to be with THE ONE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-330776141179540527?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/330776141179540527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=330776141179540527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/330776141179540527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/330776141179540527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2006/12/count-down.html' title='Count down?'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-7366742411871198258</id><published>2006-12-31T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T12:54:47.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2006... A year gone already... Again!</title><content type='html'>What i have done this year? I can't think of anything that i m proud of to say about 2006. My year is compress of IMU, study, exam, then holiday when i do crab stuff n the imu, study, exam all way long again... But nevertheless 2006 have been a fine year for me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Still living n breathing(Thanx GOD!)&lt;br /&gt;2. IMU haven't succeed to kick me out... YET?&lt;br /&gt;3. Went through numerous episode of sad n unhappy period in one piece&lt;br /&gt;4. M still a big crying baby even that i look OLD&lt;br /&gt;5. Still suck at most of the stuff i do&lt;br /&gt;6. M thankful that i have a supporting family n frens&lt;br /&gt;7. M still alone&lt;br /&gt;8. M still FAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back at the year i feel empty. Let just hope that my 2007 will be live it at the fullest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR everyone!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-7366742411871198258?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/7366742411871198258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=7366742411871198258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/7366742411871198258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/7366742411871198258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2006/12/2006-year-gone-already-again.html' title='2006... A year gone already... Again!'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-1788761732922355306</id><published>2006-12-29T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T12:57:41.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new year resolutions...</title><content type='html'>1. Get lighter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Lower my BP by 10 mmHG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Don't get kick out by IMU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Exercise more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Exercise more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. EXERCISE MORE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Learn to love myself,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. N love others as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Find THE ONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Be more of a people person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Be good not BAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Learn to control my temper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Be more sincere to MYSELF&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-1788761732922355306?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/1788761732922355306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=1788761732922355306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/1788761732922355306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/1788761732922355306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-new-year-resolutions.html' title='My new year resolutions...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-885055334969983547</id><published>2006-12-26T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T21:18:40.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insomnia Blue...</title><content type='html'>For sure there wil be no insomnia during holiday... Just want to write on the insomnia blue during the two weeks of exam. I never thought that i will have insomnia althought that i m fragile to pressure(like most of my close fren know). This is due to my 22 years of my life experience: I control my sleep, i want to sleep, i slept. That how the sleep system of me goes for 22 years. But finally the sleep system finally crack under the sem 5 exam thanx to--- the one n only most difficult pharmacy course in the whole wide world(to me), Bpharm at IMU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all start at the beginning of the exam, due to some exam strategy, i should have more sleep during the first few days of the exam then the sleeping hours will be cut down gradually as the exam goes on. But that "genious plan" doesn't seems to work like what it should be. I lose sleep on the first day of the exam(due to pressure, not study). I slept only a few hours. Then the second day i thought i regain my sleep control after i slept soundly but it come back to haunt me on the 3rd day of the exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started when i decide to sleep earlier- at 11pm at precise that day. Then, at 1am, i m awaken by the sound of basketball?? Yes, my apartment have a mini set of basketball. That start my sleepless nite. I try to go to sleep afterward by i feel palpitation(one feel own heartbeat), n flatulent(stomoch gas) once i lie down flat. I m rolling around my bed but i jus can't sleep. I listen to the ticking sound of the clock n i thought:"S**t! If i not sleep now how can i do the paper n then how can i have the energy to study for the next paper, n the next paper..." It is like a neuclear chain reaction: once i insomnia, all things will ruin. That thinking doesn't help me sleep either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U may ask: "Exam period can't sleep good ma, more time to study lo!" That come to my mind at first, but NO! I can't study when insomnia. I feel tired n saturated with notes n just wan to sleep. I can read but i saw alphabet, not words or meaningful sentence which will not help me on the exam the next day--- AT ALL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happen at the end is i only sleep like an hour--- on a sitting position at my desk! That sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the subsequence days, I also suffer from psychology insomnia: insomnia that cause by the effort to make him/herself sleep due to previous insomnia event. I try a lot of method: drink milk before sleep, destress n lots n lots of method. I even go to see a doc for hypnotic: i get zolpidem but luckily i don't need it as i finallt make it to sleep through non medical method.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That exam period is so damn stressful... U know what cure my insomnia once n for all???: holiday!!! No IMU means no report, no lecture, no portfolio, no PSD, no PBL, no workshop, no bla bla bla... In short: NO IMU= NO STRESS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-885055334969983547?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/885055334969983547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=885055334969983547' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/885055334969983547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/885055334969983547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2006/12/insomnia-blue.html' title='Insomnia Blue...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-4019060055806295420</id><published>2006-12-24T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T20:36:14.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve...</title><content type='html'>What m i doing for Christmas eve? Having fun in a rave party? Making a big sock so that it fits the HUGE present Santa bringing me? Decorating the house for Christmas? Nope, nope n NOPE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what i m doing? Actually i should be preparing to go to a yam cha session while waiting for count down, n then see the fireworks but sadly it have been cancel due to not enough kaki... So here m i... Doing a post in my blog... Then most probably will spend my 22nd Christmas eve alone watching Christmas eve special n dreaming of what i might have done if i can experience Christmas for once at any place where snow... A white Christmas... So nice, but i know is too much to ask for... After all, i have been NOT that good this whole year... So most probably no present for me... Next year maybe i should be better person... Or can i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all who celebrate Christmas: MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-4019060055806295420?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/4019060055806295420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=4019060055806295420' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/4019060055806295420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/4019060055806295420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-4768830555310574258</id><published>2006-12-20T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T23:17:19.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is like a box of chocolate...</title><content type='html'>Just finish watching Forest Gump... I know it's quite an old movie but since i dun have the chance to watch it before so what the heck, i wan to watch it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenny(gump's girl fren in the movie) always said: "Run, forest, run...". It trigger me to think, whether is it really the best solution when facing a problem is to run away from it... not stay strong n face ur problems... Has what i have been doing for the past 22 years wrong? That's a big problem, so: Run, L2G run... Run from what bugging u, run from imu, run from ur problems, RUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another part of the movie that make me think is the part when Gump eventually get damn rich but he doesn't feel happy at all... He can have the whole world but can't find anyone to share his happiness with... That's sad... V always think happiness come with wealthiness, but it's no so... Having someone which is important to u is worthless... Hold on tight on who u still have......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, i think that being not smart sometimes are better than being smart... They will have less things to worry of n they are more sincere n truthful than all those who are so called genious...&lt;br /&gt;I like being stupid...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-4768830555310574258?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/4768830555310574258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=4768830555310574258' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/4768830555310574258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/4768830555310574258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2006/12/life-is-like-box-of-chocolate.html' title='Life is like a box of chocolate...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-7431337101220723245</id><published>2006-12-20T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T22:57:10.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired...</title><content type='html'>Just pure tired. Mentally and physically...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-7431337101220723245?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/7431337101220723245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=7431337101220723245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/7431337101220723245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/7431337101220723245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2006/12/tired.html' title='Tired...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-5158732591097091996</id><published>2006-12-19T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T21:59:09.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's life without... Work...?</title><content type='html'>Just finish one episode of one japanese drama. In the drama, one of the character said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Usually people live to 80 years old, the first 20 years is to learn, the next 40 years is to work  like mad n the last 20 years only can enjoy ur life... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that the truth? So i have already pass the learning part n now i should be work my a** off? But i m still studying wo... Does that mean my last 20 years of enjoy life will be shorten replace by mad working? So kesian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, i feel confuse as usually i will heard people said that u should enjoy every second of ur life but with that theory then v should enjoy our life via working(in my case in studying?). I never enjoy studying. It's like the hardest things to be done in the world for me... But when i feel like stopping there will be thinking of obligation of picking up the f**king book n force my sorry a** to buck up n study again. I m oblige to study... So damn sad... I once heard that study should be fun but that never my case...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will my suffering end? Perhaps the last 20 years?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-5158732591097091996?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/5158732591097091996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=5158732591097091996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/5158732591097091996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/5158732591097091996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2006/12/whats-life-without-work.html' title='What&apos;s life without... Work...?'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-8000965205329214488</id><published>2006-12-14T09:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T12:38:58.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slow kill...</title><content type='html'>Y dun jus kill off my hope... Is it that enjoying to see the hope inside me fade off bit by bit... So cruel...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-8000965205329214488?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/8000965205329214488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=8000965205329214488' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/8000965205329214488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/8000965205329214488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2006/12/slow-kill.html' title='Slow kill...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-6278318593935511899</id><published>2006-12-12T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T22:05:54.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One more try, pls...</title><content type='html'>That's the scenario for me, when i m into something, i will try n try n try. Sometime the feeling of failure sucks n i just want to pull out to take back any pride n energy that left in me(if there is still any...) but i just somehow doesn't learn. I will be drag into trying yet another time and again greet by failure... Yet somehow i think that there is still hope n want to try again... There is like there are some people telling: "Dun give up yet, one more try n maybe that will do it..." But always the try will end with failure n the cycle begin again... I still believe in... one day miracle will happen...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-6278318593935511899?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/6278318593935511899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=6278318593935511899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/6278318593935511899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/6278318593935511899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2006/12/one-more-try-pls.html' title='One more try, pls...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-114731834368934868</id><published>2006-12-10T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T21:49:12.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How long have it been...</title><content type='html'>How long have it been since u are touch by some small things in life, how long have it been since u cry due to some touching scene in drama, how long have it been since u last tell someone u love her/him/them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having to survive in this world, sometime one have to act like one dun care to protect ourselves... When v overprotect ourselves then v become from cool to cold n then robotic and lastly heartless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's for me how overprotective people evolve...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m COLD but not HEARTLESS! I feel but not express...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-114731834368934868?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/114731834368934868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=114731834368934868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/114731834368934868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/114731834368934868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2006/12/how-long-have-it-been.html' title='How long have it been...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-3638224509862950516</id><published>2006-12-10T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T21:32:11.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Small things in life...</title><content type='html'>Sometimes v take most things for granted. V forget that how lucky v were to be walking, to be talking, to be breathing, to be living, to be eating(even the food s**k), to be studying n to be still able to be complaining for all those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;unhappiness&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;... sounds like me). V should be grateful with what life give us with an open mind... Which i m still in the process of learning how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finish a book entitle:"Tuesday with Morrie".  It is about a old professor that have the illness of Alt. Support Lupus(ASL) where his muscle will slowly degenerate n then finally... u know... die... The book is about the 14 weeks of meeting of Morrie with his ex-student. They talk about: death, family, friends, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;marriage&lt;/span&gt; n other aspect about life... I like one of the theory: When v learn how to death, v learn how to live... The concept is that v live like v are going to die then v wil live with no regret. It's also means that when v are facing death, v seen things differently, all that is important suddenly become not important anymore n otherwise what unimportant suddenly become important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is like what House said in one of the episode:  “The great thing about telling somebody they’re dying is it tends to focus their priorities.  You find out what matters to them.  What they’re willing to die for.  What they’re willing to lie for..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It trigger me to think whether i have been living a "fake" life... Is this what i want? Is that that important? Should i done that so that i dun regret later in life? What have i left out lately? All those are unanswered... I m lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book really trigger me to think during this lazy holiday period. Let hope i can become a better man after solving all those question...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-3638224509862950516?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/3638224509862950516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=3638224509862950516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/3638224509862950516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/3638224509862950516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2006/12/small-things-in-life.html' title='Small things in life...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-7890193025294902775</id><published>2006-12-08T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T22:36:05.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D day...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday have been the D day of all Bpharmer... Which include me... Is the result day. I m damn nervous the day before... Wake up at 6am cause cannot sleep. I have to suffer throught tons of insecure n anxiety from 6am to 5 pm when the long awaited result finally came out. Dunno y they set the release time at 5pm... To see how student suffer looking at the ticking clock slowly moving to 5 pm? To torture student mentally? I m so stress out waiting for it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally when i get the slip, i try to feel whether the slip is thick(according to "expert", thick slip means bad cause they attach the resit timetable with the slip). My first thought is "Phew, is thin..." N after i open the slip, the magic sentence appear: "Congratulation, u have pass all.. bla...bla... bla..." These sentense is vote the most wanted sentense in every IMU Bpharm student. Then only i feel relieve... From all those torturing n sleepless nights... Like what i predict, i just manage to pass PHP with a C+, but who cares... As long as my holidays is extended... I m safe for another sem... N the prize is... further torturing semesters at IMU. Which i will fight through(hopefully... finger cross)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, holiday extended... Yeah!!! N the cycle of lazyness can be continue for a further three weeks...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-7890193025294902775?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/7890193025294902775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=7890193025294902775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/7890193025294902775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/7890193025294902775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2006/12/d-day.html' title='D day...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-7450916552381883756</id><published>2006-12-08T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T22:18:34.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lyrics...</title><content type='html'>This shall be the first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt; words appear on my blog... I like this song a lot especially the below part:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"我不要听借口 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我只想一人走掉 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;把泪留在街角 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我不过希望你会听到 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;爱情化作一片片冰雪单调&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;不用你多说 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我现在通通都了 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我不要求什么 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我只想不被打扰 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;把爱留在街角 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;就当你永远不会看到 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;记忆化作 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;极光出现那一秒 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我开始微笑 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;以后会努力过得 很好"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The song is by F.I.R. n entitle: "北极圈". I thought i can be like what the last part of the lyrics which said: "I started to smile n i will try my to live a good life"... But i m wrong... I m still that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pathetic&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;geek who live a lousy life...&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/21584228-7450916552381883756?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/7450916552381883756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=7450916552381883756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/7450916552381883756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/7450916552381883756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2006/12/lyrics.html' title='lyrics...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-5779329232866097533</id><published>2006-12-03T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T14:39:34.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How many the best there is???</title><content type='html'>Everyone in the whole wide world want the best: the best education, the best family, the best job, the best coffee, the best car, the best service and the best male/female to be their partner... Just how many of us can be THE BEST? In my shallow brain, the best means: ONE person, ONE thing n ONE event... So how can v all be the best n want the best?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be frank, I m not where near the BEST. I m not even close to 2nd, 3rd..... 1000000th... At first i m content to be the 100000000000000000000000000x  th, but nowadays i found out that people will look for the best out of u. N then if it is not found in u then they will be disappointed... Since when the world have been like that? I m force to work my AS* off just to go up a few stair in the so call "ranking list". Can't people just leave me alone n let me live my pathetic life... I feel tense and pressure when facing circumstances that i have to perform to certain standard: in exam, in social life, family expectation, and even facing myself... I m sick n tired off it. Is it that hard to accept a so,so person a near failure person? I M tired...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-5779329232866097533?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/5779329232866097533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=5779329232866097533' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/5779329232866097533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/5779329232866097533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2006/12/how-many-best-there-is.html' title='How many the best there is???'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-116488724139065934</id><published>2006-11-30T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T19:47:21.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Licence to kill...</title><content type='html'>Today i watch two movie with the same theme- Licence to kill. Yes i watch both of those movie ALONE. Pathetic? To some extend... but i quite like the idea as i can do it spontaneously without all the planning and phone calling (Sorry CC, v watch other show next time).Ok, back to the movie... I watch Death Note and Casino Royal. Yes, they both have the licence to kill...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For death note, it is a story on a undergraduate that pick up a death notebook that can be use to dictate life and death of human being. Once he write the people name with his/her image in head the person will be gone in 40 sec. The guy name Light want to create Utopia through killing all the criminal with the death note. There are 2 side: one agree on those killing and the oppose side object n think that it is uncivilise/"unethical" to kill criminal. The story progress as a team of police lead by a mysterious private investigator "L" try to find out n capture "Kira"(Light). For the ending of the movie please visit ur nearest cinema or buy ORIGINAL VCD/DVD from the supplier(hehehe....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i think of the first movie is who are us to decide who live even if they are criminal? We human are so vulnerable. Is justice really that unreliable this day? Is justice protect those who are capable of using the law? What is right or wrong these days? or all can be put under the grey area. I think i have to do a lot or thinking after that movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the 007 movie... hmm... Let put it this way, the new Bond give me a feeling that he is.. USELESS. He is just a handsome(i dun think so...), egoist, self centered, gambler and heavy drinker. His action are so damn less n not cool at all compare to the old Bond. O, n he get cheated by the so called "bond gal" which he later refer as B**ch... Hmm... Licence to kill... More to licence to ill for me as he is poison in one part of the movie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... Tomorrow the viva list will be out... Scary!!! Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-116488724139065934?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/116488724139065934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=116488724139065934' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/116488724139065934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/116488724139065934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2006/11/licence-to-kill.html' title='Licence to kill...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-116480533689321943</id><published>2006-11-29T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T21:02:17.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Genting Trip...</title><content type='html'>Right after Community Pharmacy paper. V went up to genting to so called released our stress. V started with a lot of travelling, public travelling: star lrt, putra lrt, bus and then the most frightening of all (at least for me) is the cable car. As i m scare to height, it is a torture for me to stay in a "box" that's moving HIGH above the ground with a thin line. OK, laugh that u may but cabel car is jus not my favourite. Hmm... Next time i may try going up by helicopter? I wonder......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V reach there about 8pm. Then v look for Chin Yee to find their room as v originally want to crash in their fren's room for the nite to be exempted from the rental. But after v saw the room... emmm... No offence but the room is jus too small for 6. But nevertheless I hereby thanx Chin Yee for the generous offer. I salute our other batch mate that can fit 10+ person in one room- that a genting record i think. Therefore v start our search for our own room. Finally v found a room at the first world hotel with the price of RM186 per nite. After putting all our stuff, surprisingly v all lay down and watch "The Beginning" at our room.... Pls dun ask me y, i also dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally after the show, v went out loitering around. Then v take our i think so is supper at Kenny Roger. I crave for those delicious side dishes but due to some unforsee circumstances i have to give up 2 out of 3 of my favourite side dishes. Then v take some pictures out side. The weather is freezing cold. Then v went to the casino. That's my first time there... Sadly the guard at the entrance think i m too OLD until i didin't get check for ID whereas all my frens get check. Hmm... It's that an advantage? U tell me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the casino where people BURN their money... I saw so many differ types of peoples. V are like newbie or noob as poh hon always in the casino. O, btw, poh hon didn't make it inside since he is still underage and dun have an old face like me. V, noobs walk around n try to figure how all these works, what the theory behind each game and what's the mechanism of action and side effects of the drugs... OOPS... of the game. Then v stop at a table of big small game. Actually there is more than big or small there is lots of combination that one can burn, oops... bet their money on... YW is obsess(in my opinion) with the game and there was a theory of there will be never a continuous 5 game of big or small... The accuracy of theory is still under investigation. Anyway v went back to our room without burning 1 cent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's conclude the first day of trip to genting, the next part will be post asap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. all the pics are with WK. Maybe i will post it up once i get hold of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-116480533689321943?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/116480533689321943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=116480533689321943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/116480533689321943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/116480533689321943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2006/11/genting-trip.html' title='Genting Trip...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-116478488487545619</id><published>2006-11-29T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T15:21:24.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday! But for how long??</title><content type='html'>My actual holidays start two days ago. Holidays are luxuries. Holidays are days that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I dun have to set alarm clock to wake me up in the morning&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I dun have to STUDY!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can play endless computer games&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can online 24-7&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can eat, sleep, play and eat... and the cycle of sin repeat itself&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can NOT think of IMU&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can do NOTHING&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can catch up on my japanese drama&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can do whather i WANT!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;BUT... How long of these days that i can still have as the result wil be release just around the corner. SIGH! May all almighty god help me to pass all module. I just wan to PASS only and get my holidays life extended. Yes, u can curse me for not getting A. I dun care as long as i pass all module even with all C. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just flip pass some picture of my old school- SMKB. Miss those life a lot... IMU sucks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-116478488487545619?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/116478488487545619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=116478488487545619' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/116478488487545619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/116478488487545619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2006/11/holiday-but-for-how-long.html' title='Holiday! But for how long??'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-116412045035978084</id><published>2006-11-21T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T22:47:30.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of Exam!!!</title><content type='html'>YEAH!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-116412045035978084?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/116412045035978084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=116412045035978084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/116412045035978084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/116412045035978084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2006/11/end-of-exam_21.html' title='End of Exam!!!'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-115988425366762286</id><published>2006-10-03T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T22:04:13.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Industry attachment...</title><content type='html'>I m being post to a two weeks stinct at a pharmaceutical factory call herbal revival. It produce herb supplement like gingko extract, milk thistle, red clover, and glucosamine. Generally it is tiring because of the works and journey... will blog more on it when more free/more energetic... now i just feel sucks!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-115988425366762286?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/115988425366762286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=115988425366762286' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/115988425366762286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/115988425366762286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2006/10/industry-attachment.html' title='Industry attachment...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-115971753950275839</id><published>2006-10-01T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T23:45:39.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day...</title><content type='html'>i went through the sg buloh road 3 times just to find out where the damn herbal revival is... I spend about 5+ hours to do that. F**k u... stupid factory...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N... since i m 80% and 70% a (2) according to the specialist (sorry HP, more jargon... i jus can't help it), i decide it's time to move on... Although I feel so bad, sad n reluctant but it will be meaningless if i stay on just to get hurt relentlessly n annoy people repeatly... That's not fair to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me pls... anyone!!! i feel so down...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-115971753950275839?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/115971753950275839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=115971753950275839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/115971753950275839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/115971753950275839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-day.html' title='What a day...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-115962470750543565</id><published>2006-09-30T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T21:58:27.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Devil Wears Prada"... I m wearing...?</title><content type='html'>That's what i watch at the last day of SEM 5. I can't believe that that's the first time i m in the cinema to catch a movie in months... I choose that movie firstly because of the catchy title: The Devil wears Prada... I wonder how it can be... then i saw the poster:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 327px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="178" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6640/2184/320/untitled.jpg" width="204" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It further increase my urge to see this movie... Anyway, v are there at 9 and there is a show at 920. V manage to get "good seating" even v come late, that's incredible(or is it?)...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, the movie talk about a journalist wannabee, Andrea Sachs join a fashion magazine to become the 2nd assistance of a fashion icon- the dragon lady, Miranda Priestly... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6640/2184/320/untitled2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The beautiful Andy and the dragon lady(From left to right)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After a tough few weeks, Andrea start to get the better of her jobs through some good luck and help. But as this happen, her personnel life is falling apart: she become more distance to her friends, family and even her boy friend-Nate. I can still remember that at one scene one of the character said: when ur life is falling apart, that's when u r getting a raise/promotion... That's sucks...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally as andrea knows more n more about the dark side, she has a choice to make: to be a devil that wear prada or human that wear fidalio(yw's brand). To know the ending pls go to the nearest cinema to catch the movie... Trust me, i worth every penny u spend. Anyway, i m proud of Andrea's choice... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As for me, myself, to be the devil or not, to wear prada or not... I dare not to be at the dark side. I believe in what i believe in. I believe in justice and world peace... Even if most of us say that's bull s**t. I still believe...&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-115962470750543565?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/115962470750543565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=115962470750543565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/115962470750543565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/115962470750543565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2006/09/devil-wears-prada-i-m-wearing.html' title='&quot;The Devil Wears Prada&quot;... I m wearing...?'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-115928897184117767</id><published>2006-09-27T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T00:42:51.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>T.O.D...</title><content type='html'>Certified, "Time of Death": 11.25pm, 25 September 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try, i beg, i fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that does not meant to be seems not meant to be... i m so work out and pissed. I m sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime i think that i m not even in the picture. I m no one to someone. I m sick of it till "death"... I need a new heart. My heart "fail"...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-115928897184117767?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/115928897184117767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=115928897184117767' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/115928897184117767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/115928897184117767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2006/09/tod.html' title='T.O.D...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-115893499262267040</id><published>2006-09-22T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T22:23:12.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One way traffic...</title><content type='html'>It doesn't work. At least for my side...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-115893499262267040?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/115893499262267040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=115893499262267040' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/115893499262267040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/115893499262267040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2006/09/one-way-traffic.html' title='One way traffic...'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21584228.post-115892884966033021</id><published>2006-09-22T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T20:40:49.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me..."me...serable"</title><content type='html'>Miserable is what that should be label on me. I tend to live miserable, i tend to act miserable, i tend to talk miserably, i tend to do miserably on everything... "Me"serable me!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21584228-115892884966033021?l=l2g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/feeds/115892884966033021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21584228&amp;postID=115892884966033021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/115892884966033021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21584228/posts/default/115892884966033021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l2g.blogspot.com/2006/09/memeserable.html' title='Me...&quot;me...serable&quot;'/><author><name>L2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13150164200498395659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
