<?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-1752560965663679076</id><updated>2012-02-05T10:54:47.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The posts for the knowns.</title><subtitle type='html'>someone, something, some luck =D</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>165</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-3321234411337227951</id><published>2012-02-05T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T07:16:54.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Egotism</title><content type='html'>The separating line between you, and success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The egoistic you that forbids you from asking others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That prevents you from admitting your fault&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That makes you angry, when you are wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That makes you appearing like a total fool, while you are feeling righteous about yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;That holds you back from sending a friend request to someone you want to know so much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That deters you from doing things, you are far more capable of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That makes people view you in disdain, the stare of detest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The monumental wall that blocks your view towards a greater horizon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That narrows your mind, into a shallow, narrow little path&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Egoism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-3321234411337227951?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/3321234411337227951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=3321234411337227951&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/3321234411337227951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/3321234411337227951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2012/02/egotism.html' title='Egotism'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-4035584140890289313</id><published>2012-02-01T05:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T05:12:28.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dim gai?!</title><content type='html'>It has been quite some time since I last updated. Why? Because I find updating my blog on mundane routine seems unappealing.. But somehow, that's what my capacity is up to till now.[Or at least the capacity that I realize I can, not the hidden ones. haha ok what did I just type?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to Kuala Lipis on the CNY Eve, had shark fin soup, and I realized that most of my family members, especially the younger generations are actually aware on the initiation in banning shark fin soup, and thus my grandma substituted with fake ones, doesn't matter, tastes the same as the authentic ones. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about Ang Pau hunting? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A9AQ-yS4j5A/Tyk1nRu1-VI/AAAAAAAAARI/AYT3PhYiVyo/s1600/01022012243.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A9AQ-yS4j5A/Tyk1nRu1-VI/AAAAAAAAARI/AYT3PhYiVyo/s320/01022012243.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I don't know if this is less or a lot for you guys, but for me its quite a number, since I rarely home visit other people, this year exceptional case, because I left Kuala Lipis on the 4th day, and still manage to catch up with friends for house hopping session!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received a pleasant surprise on the way back from KL, a phone call conversation as follow unfolds :&lt;br /&gt;*CNY ring tone from my handphone*&lt;br /&gt;Me : *Answered lazily, just woke up from nap* 'yeah?'&lt;br /&gt;CIMB guy :'Ini Encik Fam Sze Zheng? '&lt;br /&gt;Me : *Mustered concentration* 'ya ya saya, awak siapa ah? '&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; lol&lt;br /&gt;CIMB guy : 'oh, ini dari CIMB, kami ada sesuatu hadiah untuk awak'&lt;br /&gt;*Starts to suspect whether if this is any con case or something*&lt;br /&gt;Me : 'Apa hadiah? Saya tak ada subscribe apa apa benda pun?'&lt;br /&gt;CIMB guy : 'Satu patung kecil jer, rumah encik [blablabla] kan? Saya nak letak dalam peti surat, tapi tak muat, nak buang ke dalam pulak, takut anjing itu akan gigitnya!'&lt;br /&gt;Me : *Realized he's not lying as I heard Rover[my dog] barking* 'ahhh, yaaa, kalau buang kat lantai memang dia akan musnahkan, haha, boleh tak letak kat rumah jiran?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case settled, and finally I got ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-77yVx6hLLqk/Tyk3JcakNeI/AAAAAAAAARQ/jZfA5ZZtnVM/s1600/01022012240.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-77yVx6hLLqk/Tyk3JcakNeI/AAAAAAAAARQ/jZfA5ZZtnVM/s320/01022012240.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Cute little CIMB sotong with its pirate-like hat! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went MidV today to spend my Rm200 vouchers, andd, I FINALLY GOT THE BOOK I YEARNED FOR! Books there are, but are there determination?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JcQ7paKlOqM/Tyk3gCEwcGI/AAAAAAAAARY/YM650CxtjK0/s1600/01022012241.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JcQ7paKlOqM/Tyk3gCEwcGI/AAAAAAAAARY/YM650CxtjK0/s320/01022012241.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One of the few bestsellers in the whole world, especially the 1st 2 books. Now that I realize I'm more inclined to go towards 'psychology, sociology, philosophy' section rather than 'general fiction, sci-fi and thriller' section that I used to be so attached to. Guess this is the best time to have such transition! =) Really hope I do spend time reading all those books!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And do you know what's best? After using the FREE Rm200 voucher, you get another Rm10 Book voucher rebate from MPH, not bad huh! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-up7K56A__68/Tyk4eQFsJkI/AAAAAAAAARg/S1E_zw86Mlg/s1600/01022012242.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-up7K56A__68/Tyk4eQFsJkI/AAAAAAAAARg/S1E_zw86Mlg/s320/01022012242.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You use free money, to roll free money, problem? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this, is because, Valentine's Day is coming =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7XFpdsvhZ-M/Tyk4wQSc-fI/AAAAAAAAARo/9UowfQ83-q8/s1600/01022012244.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7XFpdsvhZ-M/Tyk4wQSc-fI/AAAAAAAAARo/9UowfQ83-q8/s320/01022012244.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nahhh, its not related to me, its because Mr N left it in my bag. hahaha, well, good for Miss OMF xD Only those who know them knows what I'm talking. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about Valentine's Day. Hmmm... Recently I DO noticed that more and more people around us are getting preoccupied with his/her next half, well, frankly speaking this do make me ponder upon myself why did I not get one? Well I'm not saying that their action of coupling triggers me to jump into action and to find one, but, certainly there are some loneliness lurking deep inside me. But, frankly speaking AGAIN, I don't think I'm ready for any sort of relationship yet, I guess. The responsibility is big, the stake is high, and the damage is severe if it is not cared carefully.. But deeeeeeep inside, I know I want it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;What a conflicting emotion this is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-4035584140890289313?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/4035584140890289313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=4035584140890289313&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/4035584140890289313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/4035584140890289313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2012/02/dim-gai.html' title='Dim gai?!'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A9AQ-yS4j5A/Tyk1nRu1-VI/AAAAAAAAARI/AYT3PhYiVyo/s72-c/01022012243.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-7754518712895346163</id><published>2012-01-17T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T09:36:11.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>H-h-h-Wh-at?</title><content type='html'>I can't believe I stuttered with that unexpected phone call! Looks like that explains why XX are not attracted to me.. Hahaha.. Just find it amusing that I will get nervous being called by her. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QbfZi0jFCRw/TxWvf9NuAqI/AAAAAAAAARA/I0jIXQO1VNU/s1600/fluntering.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QbfZi0jFCRw/TxWvf9NuAqI/AAAAAAAAARA/I0jIXQO1VNU/s1600/fluntering.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just a random picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;If a girl calls your phone, would your heart skip a beat?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-7754518712895346163?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/7754518712895346163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=7754518712895346163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/7754518712895346163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/7754518712895346163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2012/01/h-h-h-wh-at.html' title='H-h-h-Wh-at?'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QbfZi0jFCRw/TxWvf9NuAqI/AAAAAAAAARA/I0jIXQO1VNU/s72-c/fluntering.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-612216027699037794</id><published>2012-01-13T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T05:59:31.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The determination that drives me</title><content type='html'>Is being busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, no kidding, not joking, nothing funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished my exam on the 9th, and I started to be a Pudge since then, ROTTING NON-STOP IN HOUSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I came to a bitter realization, where, what drives me the most, is being busy, and have short time in accomplishing tasks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I stepped home, the entire physical and mental state of mine went down, everything is dreamy~ relaxed~ and carefree~ WHAT KIND OF SORCERY IS THIS?! Masuk rumah, terus don't feel like doing anything and Bruno Mar's song keep having a permanent replay in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually sleep at 2am, managed to get up at 7am to get ready for class. Now? Sleeps at 4am, wakes up at 12pm, eat, gaming, and sleeps at 5pm, waking up at 10pm, continue to game or watch movie. Not bad huh? lol... Rot level maximum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually there are a lot of things to be accomplished for this one month break :&lt;br /&gt;1) To read a few books I bought from the BBW sales, at least finished reading two of em~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JWI_OAV9Z1c/TxA3orgZBSI/AAAAAAAAAQw/-0QGIsBaA70/s1600/13012012225.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JWI_OAV9Z1c/TxA3orgZBSI/AAAAAAAAAQw/-0QGIsBaA70/s320/13012012225.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finished reading those about maths, next up, philosophy about Xmas and myths behind wine appreciation!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;2) To read these New Human Revolution books, as to increase my knowledge towards my mentor Daisaku Ikeda and deepens me faith towards the Buddhism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFUSrtgS8AA/TxA3qTZevZI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/8qpg_Oh1FnI/s1600/13012012226.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFUSrtgS8AA/TxA3qTZevZI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/8qpg_Oh1FnI/s320/13012012226.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;6 books actually, 1st book on the way!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;3) Talk about faith, in UPM I will spend my time cycling to Sri Serdang just to go to student house for chanting purposes, for one hour! But in house, even though I have the leisure and comfort to chant anytime I want, but... The creeping laziness has overwhelmed me! Succumbed to internet instead! argh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) To finish 84Giga bytes worth of movies downloaded by my friends, lol Imba right? I've never saved so much movie in my life before, as I'm not really interested..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Last but not least.. To catch up with friends rarely in contact for few months.. But... Efforts are like water poured on yam leaf la.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ttdZJtf62s/TxA3iHpPkfI/AAAAAAAAAQo/ammuE-d_oXY/s1600/water-leaf2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ttdZJtf62s/TxA3iHpPkfI/AAAAAAAAAQo/ammuE-d_oXY/s1600/water-leaf2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mencurah air ke daun keladi... Haih.. kemon la!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;Anyway... Recently I find my mind to be corrupted, and its not a good sign, ohh those videos and links appeared in FB is really outta controlled.. And I realized that Japanese reality game show is nearing PORN level. lol seriously.. Imba.. Nurse crawling on a guy's torso part, revealing breast, taking his hand to caress it while wearing some imba short skirt... That's why I said my mind is corrupted, lol, keep watching this videos. Just for exposure ok! At least I'm not addicted to it! lol [maybe just some lame excuses]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I need to be busy in order to be productive. hmmm... For now.. Lemme play O2mania first la... lol&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-612216027699037794?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/612216027699037794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=612216027699037794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/612216027699037794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/612216027699037794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2012/01/determination-that-drives-me.html' title='The determination that drives me'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JWI_OAV9Z1c/TxA3orgZBSI/AAAAAAAAAQw/-0QGIsBaA70/s72-c/13012012225.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-4626172398028448674</id><published>2011-12-22T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T10:20:08.465-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unusually altered.</title><content type='html'>For the past 14 weeks, I think I had a lot of changes in terms of the way of how I think towards most matters.&lt;br /&gt;The first thing that I wanted the most after entering university, was to have my 1st clubbing session. Entering University somehow resembles a sign of liberation, a freedom for me to do things I want to do, without the supervision of suspecting adults. Note the word, 'was'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I doubt my prioritized-before desire, and start to think whether if its a good thing to do, or not. Maybe, it might not be a good idea after all. Why I want to go there in the 1st place, to experience pleasure? To blend into the euphoric atmosphere? Get wasted and probably doing some crazy stuff? Yes, I wanted to try how does it feel to be in the club, how is it to be intoxicated with alcohol and break the leash while dancing madly on the dance floor, how is it to be having fun all night long with friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, giving it a deeper thoughts, this culture is ominously likened to hedonistic practice, to obtain maximum pleasure, while minimizing pain. Is it good to do so? Is it morally positive to indulge myself in activities as such? How am I to spread positive values to others, while I'm not practicing it myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, the other part of me is conflicting hard and persuading me to have it a try! Split mentality. haha.. For what I'm sure, I will be there, just to see how is it, and refraining myself from committing any immoral activities. Now, do I sound like some old, nagging person that is advising his son? haha.. Seriously, this is one of the question that I want to solve as soon as possible. To follow the culture of the norm while understanding the underlying negative values, and, well, have fun? Or to be strict and absolute in own stance whereby activities as such will not be given even a second thought?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alcohol, Drug, Sex, its all in there, things that promises satiety to common mortals. Yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XSFDZwGC8iQ/TvN0LcVPKRI/AAAAAAAAAQg/RCZCHfSY9Oc/s1600/girls+clubbing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="192" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XSFDZwGC8iQ/TvN0LcVPKRI/AAAAAAAAAQg/RCZCHfSY9Oc/s320/girls+clubbing.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Somehow, I really can't relate images as above to anything near positive. But clearly, it is certainly tempting to join in the fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Do forgive me for my straightforwardness in my point of view regarding this matter. Its just a dilemma bugging me right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-4626172398028448674?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/4626172398028448674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=4626172398028448674&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/4626172398028448674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/4626172398028448674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/12/unusually-altered.html' title='Unusually altered.'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XSFDZwGC8iQ/TvN0LcVPKRI/AAAAAAAAAQg/RCZCHfSY9Oc/s72-c/girls+clubbing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-3162651519832264925</id><published>2011-12-14T23:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T23:32:15.822-08:00</updated><title type='text'>陪你去~看流星雨~</title><content type='html'>Ha, its not as nice as I imagined. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Just finished my Dikir ria practice at 1.10am, and on my way back to my hostel, saw OCP and soya going out of hostel and keep pointing the sky and I was like, 'OI SO LATE DON SLEEP DO WAT OH??' And OCP told me that the WHOLE facebook is saying that meteor showers are observed in UPM, so, join la mereka... Did some of the unusual things in my life though, lying down on tar road, staring blankly into the starry sky... hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw 'constellations' but in my opinion, it looked more like a 'divide' symbol than what OCP said as 北斗七星.. Keep talking crap to make time pass faster but still staring intently and suddenly....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Amin and OCP almost simultaneously : 'WHOAH!! WEIH U SAW THAT?! WHAOH!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Up on my feet* Me :'WHAT?! WHERE HOW?! Shittttttttttttttttttt I missed ittttttttttttttttttt!!!!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the desire in me to see another 'blinking' meteor intensifies. lol Why blinking? Because the meteor lasts for less than 1 sec, and its not even 'meteor shower', its more to like, 'meteor drizzle' or something, I mean, everytime it is observed, it is alone! FOREVERALONEMETEOR. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a dreading nearly 1 hour of wait, the effort did not go futile and I saw a faint flash of tail light, AT LAST!!! Hahaha, and I thought that its really not worth the wait just to see such faint light to pass through the sky for less than 1 second... And I thought it would be something like :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LAAbzTqdHKk/Tumg73A416I/AAAAAAAAAQM/EwuYhTEV92M/s1600/meteor_300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LAAbzTqdHKk/Tumg73A416I/AAAAAAAAAQM/EwuYhTEV92M/s1600/meteor_300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You know, those perfect image being implanted in us, that meteor shower would be something niceee, bright, longgg, romantic, and you get to have the time to wish like 30 wishes before its&lt;br /&gt;gone... but in reality.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1nYfnc-6Z9A/Tumhs_7YqKI/AAAAAAAAAQU/xafkTGCrUno/s1600/andre-j-580x386.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1nYfnc-6Z9A/Tumhs_7YqKI/AAAAAAAAAQU/xafkTGCrUno/s320/andre-j-580x386.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You saw it? That tiny little speck of faint light near bottom left corner? THAT'S WHAT WE ARE SUPPOSED TO SEE YESTERDAY! Super observant eyes baru boleh nampak... lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But overall, its kinda fun la, seriously, you don't really have chances to lay down on tar road, staring to the firmament with 4 'ma lat lou' right? haha... And the part where we shouted 'FUWAAA!! METOER RAIN EHHH..!! WALAOWEHH!! WAAAA!!' Although what we saw is something like the 2nd pic hahaha =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-3162651519832264925?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/3162651519832264925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=3162651519832264925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/3162651519832264925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/3162651519832264925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title='陪你去~看流星雨~'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LAAbzTqdHKk/Tumg73A416I/AAAAAAAAAQM/EwuYhTEV92M/s72-c/meteor_300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-8052053666009288590</id><published>2011-12-01T05:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T20:35:05.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attitude, etiquette, and education</title><content type='html'>For my 2nd assignment for Philosophy of Science, I've made some research about the current education system in Malaysia and to try to find out if it is in anyway related to any metaphysical elements, or aligned along with National Education Philosophy [&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;alsafah &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;endidikan &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;egara], and thus the spark of the idea to create this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on my findings, education system, as most has observed, is highly inclined towards intellectual shaping, and thus the term 'exam-oriented' education. According to &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;FPN&lt;/span&gt;, there are 4 golden rules to be applied in education, which is &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Intellect, Emotion, Spiritual and Physical.&lt;/span&gt; Ask yourself, during the years of formal education you had in the school, including pre-school, primary, secondary and even tertiary education, is all 4 aspects being concentrated equally?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6arIpMQyYT4/TuLg6ANNlrI/AAAAAAAAAQE/IzprBOWNDhQ/s1600/4.+falsafah+pendidikan+negara.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6arIpMQyYT4/TuLg6ANNlrI/AAAAAAAAAQE/IzprBOWNDhQ/s320/4.+fsafah+pendidikan+negara.JPG" width="226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The concept being shown in &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;FPN&lt;/span&gt; itself is actually a complete set of rules, if obeyed strictly, could be used to develop a balance individual in that 4 aspects. Unfortunately, it plays a minor role in implementing it in real life education. With my own experience, I can say that Intellect is, well, highly emphasized, Spiritual and Emotion is rather optional and subjective as it is not focused in curricular syllabus. Physical wise, when it is nearing major exams [UPSR PMR SPM etc], other secondary subjects regarded as useless[as it is not included in exams] will be exempted and being replaced by core subjects that will appear in exams. For Muslims, however, they have their Pendidikan Islam class, which, for me I think its good to let them know more about their own religion, while in schools where Christian is prevalent, Bible Studies or subjects as such are introduced. I think its relatively important to let every students to get exposed to different religion, and to study about the core value of that religion, because of the countless religion that exists in the world, the values are commonly the same, its just that the world-view, and epistemology of a religion highly differs between each other. Interfaith dialogues and teachings should be widely propagated and discussed with high sensitivity but zero prejudice! We should try to understand and respect one's religion view although it might be clashing with ours. Though religious subjects are being taught in schools, but it is merely a 'read and score' subject, the appreciation for it has long been gone. For me, to believe in the existence of metaphysics[The God] is really important, after all, 'Kepercayaan Kepada Tuhan' is the 1st line in our Rukun Negara, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mentality of the students, particularly in Malaysia, for education is that, 'We study to score, we study for exams!' How often could you see a student studying for the sake of increasing his knowledge and to satisfy his thirst of intellectual needs? And the common misconception and the general answer when being asked '&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;why we are supposed to study?&lt;/span&gt;' is : *Clears throat* 'T&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;o study is to get good results, enter good school, get a good degree that secures you a good job and ultimately a happy life.&lt;/span&gt;' Is that really the case?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to simplify it, &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;education = good money = pleasure = good life. &lt;/span&gt;Yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a thing that all of us should deeply ponder upon, good life is the goal of one's life, but is it in monetary terms? Or should it be in value creating terms? If we equate Pleasure as Happiness, and Happiness = Good life, then I'm pretty worried that our thinking has been intoxicated by the Hedonistic ideology..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF we are to pursue pleasure in our life [Satisfy one's need to survive, commonly physical matters, sex, hunger desires etc], why don't we stab 2 electrode in our excitation brain centre that activates hormone that causes exhilaration? Now that would save us from a lot of problem right? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying a lot from this post but I have not touch the main topic yet, sorry for my digress. haha, anyway, attitude, etiquette and education. Hmm.. do you agree that education is the core factor that causes the multitude of social problems in our societies nowadays?&amp;nbsp; With the argument that each and every of us received at least 6 years of formal education [in exception of a few that is in extreme poverty and has been neglected by government], and those who committed crime comes from those who received education before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, the most important things to do to curb crimes, is through education, not through enforcement. The principal of life, and the correct thought of why we should study should be instilled in early education! If we say, we study for the sake of a better future, in monetary terms. Yes I would not deny that, but that should not be the ultimate goal for education, don't you think so? If money is the final goal of life, why don't we rob, cheat and steal, neglecting rules and etiquette since that's what education is all about, to make money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We study for the sake of increasing our knowledge, why? So that we can think wisely, and to help others while creating positive values, knowledge is power, that I can't agree more~ Social problems that includes harassing, gangsterism, bribery and so on, in my opinion is caused by education system, further driven by social culture/tendency.&lt;br /&gt;A very simple analogy over here :&lt;br /&gt;A cop stopped you and decided to fine you for overspeeding. You are in the dilemma whether to give bribery, or not, you decided to not as it is illegal, and morally unacceptable. You told your friend, expecting some positive feedback from them, and what you got is that he/she will post-mortem that matter, saying that IF we are to commit bribery, we save the hassle to go to police station, giving out Rm50 saving Rm250 instead and doing the police some good by giving him an extra Rm50 revenue for his low monthly salary! Sounds legit? And the next time you are being stopped, you won't hesitate to bribe them anymore, yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Be97-NjPUpQ/TuLg1eVAuhI/AAAAAAAAAP8/ARNF0xcmTbw/s1600/bribery.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="230" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Be97-NjPUpQ/TuLg1eVAuhI/AAAAAAAAAP8/ARNF0xcmTbw/s320/bribery.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There are still a lot of issues and thoughts to come and I hope that you guys can think about it and do leave me some comments, thanks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Anyway, this is all my humble opinion, I do not mean to offend anyone or to act pro or whatsoever here. lol, Don't wanna sound too old lehh hahaha]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-8052053666009288590?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/8052053666009288590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=8052053666009288590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/8052053666009288590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/8052053666009288590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/12/attitude-etiquette-and-education.html' title='Attitude, etiquette, and education'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6arIpMQyYT4/TuLg6ANNlrI/AAAAAAAAAQE/IzprBOWNDhQ/s72-c/4.+fsafah+pendidikan+negara.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-4442318285964268292</id><published>2011-11-23T18:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T18:27:13.819-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fragmen Jiwa Merdeka</title><content type='html'>It has been a long and tiring week.. Me and few of my friends joined in a theater show named 'Fragmen Jiwa Merdeka' and guess what, no, I'm not a communist in there, no no, not those typical chinese orang kampung too, I'm........ THE JAPANESE ARMY GENERAL! lol man~&lt;br /&gt;It feels awkward as first, talking something jibberish and acting it as a command, but then, thanks to google translate I'm able to make audience gap in awe with my fluency in Japanese! [Padahal there were some part that I simply cakap jer~ lol]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The preparation for this theater did take some toll on us, especially sacrificing our rest time, and notably the time for us to do revision as the performing week coincide with second test, but nevertheless, I think I did well in test [I THINK], in fact I just finished my microbiology test like half an hour ago! Too bad, lost 4% in it already, sigh.. Lack of revision do inflict some pain on me =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the theater story, for me, this is really a great exposure! Never in my wildest imagination that I would be involved in such activities, to express anger, cruel and brutality in a proper manner. Equipped with bayonet, boots and a list of vulgar Japanese words and rushed to the scene =D I think the character suits me though, cruel and merciless. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rH4_UUKOlO8/Ts2n_zGdObI/AAAAAAAAAPk/sWb8AnkVx0s/s1600/308506_10150414499167276_664242275_8548086_1094846631_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rH4_UUKOlO8/Ts2n_zGdObI/AAAAAAAAAPk/sWb8AnkVx0s/s320/308506_10150414499167276_664242275_8548086_1094846631_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kharil as tali barut Jepun, me as general and soya as the rapist. lol man he really has the potential to do so! xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vp2vhp5SlSM/Ts2oDQZznJI/AAAAAAAAAPs/XSy1qB3DVik/s1600/318306_10150414501002276_664242275_8548102_1150195467_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vp2vhp5SlSM/Ts2oDQZznJI/AAAAAAAAAPs/XSy1qB3DVik/s320/318306_10150414501002276_664242275_8548102_1150195467_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The day of performance, changed my 'k-pop' hairstyle to 'hitler' style, 50-50 tengah eh! seriously imba haha.. Wait for more photos to come, as I'm waiting others to upload and tag me.. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh ya, one of the most excruciating pain in this theater is THE MAKE UP PART! Especially when the make up artist has to put eye-liner on me! My brain is calling my eyes to open while my reflex is closing the eyes.. lol... damn funny.. But, not bad, 1st time having eye-liner painted up in such pain, maybe its just that he's not pro enough. ha..&lt;/div&gt;This is just one of the MANY MANY things happening in UPM right now, I find myself weird for not creating an album just for UPM life, because usually the old me would do so, but now the urge of it is lessened.. hmmm..&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RwO9iaOPtNg/Ts2pluQpGnI/AAAAAAAAAP0/HdVz_wzW5XU/s1600/387640_10150395785024767_796639766_8210491_2048591924_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RwO9iaOPtNg/Ts2pluQpGnI/AAAAAAAAAP0/HdVz_wzW5XU/s320/387640_10150395785024767_796639766_8210491_2048591924_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We have our own chinese society [I don't know but is this racist sounding? lol] within a college, and within the chinese society there are a few splits of family, and I'm in the family of pomelo! As the father of the family..Well practically its quite childish, haha for me.. But it feels good to be stupid once in a while you know.. And the aim for this family thingy is to encourage the feeling of belonging in my second college and to have a better relationship with each other =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;[I do feel that my face looks quite similar with the picture. haha]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And and and! Now I understand the excitement of having a penpal! We are doing a program in my college named 风与蒲公英 where there will be messages written in the form of letter and to be read to a partner unique to you, but both you and your partner do not know who they are writing to! So, its a mysterious, anonymous fun relationship going on in there... haha, I shall not disclose my identity here, who knows if my partner is reading my blog accidentally right? lol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Next up, I will try to post topics about my thoughts towards social tendency and thinking towards 'unnecessary' subjects, I hope I can do that, since I do have some opinions about it, but its very unorganized and well, incomplete. Will try to read more books and enhance my critical critique and thinking skill!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Till then =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-4442318285964268292?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/4442318285964268292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=4442318285964268292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/4442318285964268292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/4442318285964268292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/11/fragmen-jiwa-merdeka.html' title='Fragmen Jiwa Merdeka'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rH4_UUKOlO8/Ts2n_zGdObI/AAAAAAAAAPk/sWb8AnkVx0s/s72-c/308506_10150414499167276_664242275_8548086_1094846631_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-4554726225460589208</id><published>2011-11-05T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T21:25:35.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mythbuster</title><content type='html'>Recently I've been reading a light material, see below!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w2DZfUdsCLw/TrYIKj493bI/AAAAAAAAAPc/FkusQg04Pco/s1600/books.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w2DZfUdsCLw/TrYIKj493bI/AAAAAAAAAPc/FkusQg04Pco/s1600/books.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Its a book I bought from BBWS, just Rm8 and you can discard lots of myth revolving around the globe, from mothers to son, from families to families. lol&lt;br /&gt;Stuff like:&lt;br /&gt;'Using handphone in longer period leads to brain tumour?'&lt;br /&gt;'Hair dyes causes cancer?' [lol vivian]&lt;br /&gt;'Chicken soup really helps in curing colds?'&lt;br /&gt;'Does alcohol kills brain cell?'&lt;br /&gt;'Do tall people lives longer than shorter people' [IN THIS CASE, YES! MWAHAHA, but slightly. lol]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lots and lots more urban myth and legend being explained scientifically and quantitatively..&lt;br /&gt;Just a light material before moving on to more serious topics, with this handbook you can always counter your mom's advice if its not relevant anymore hahahahaha xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel an ominous feel of loneliness creep within you sometimes, randomly,&amp;nbsp; especially if you've accomplished your hectic time tables and left with time of leisure [Holidays] For me, it is, and I find it hard to explain since I'm in constant communication with all other friends, well, virtually... But at least I won't talk to myself! Lol i saw a status update captured by others which has a saying like this:&lt;br /&gt;Miss A :'Sometimes I will talk to myself if there is nobody to talk to.....'&lt;br /&gt;*Under the comment's column*&lt;br /&gt;Miss A :'Hey... that's not a really healthy habit you know..?'&lt;br /&gt;Miss A:'No it isnt! Fuck u bitch!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol shit man.. I was like... wthhh, ok quite funny but I duno whether if its created just for entertainment purposes or the other way round, if she really acts like dat... wa lao, seriously need medical attention d.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, heard of the Seksualiti Merdeka HOOHAA going on in Malaysia, what do you think about it? Its a rather 'controversial'[inverted coma as it applies only in Msia] in this country, yes? It needs toleration and understanding from both sides, history has shown that going the hard way results in stronger retaliation, and noob leaders usually will bring to the fall down of a civilization, in this context country... Feel free to comment about that issue, because I really wanna know what you guys think about it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-4554726225460589208?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/4554726225460589208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=4554726225460589208&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/4554726225460589208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/4554726225460589208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/11/mythbuster.html' title='Mythbuster'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w2DZfUdsCLw/TrYIKj493bI/AAAAAAAAAPc/FkusQg04Pco/s72-c/books.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-9065780668634317344</id><published>2011-10-31T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T10:05:40.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11111</title><content type='html'>Food - 49.25%&lt;br /&gt;Reloads - 7.1%&lt;br /&gt;Stationary - 5%&lt;br /&gt;Inevitable-s[Includes fees, shirt, grooming etc] 21.8%&lt;br /&gt;Books - 14.5%&lt;br /&gt;Transport- 2.3%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all this sums up to Rm709.2 of my total expenditure for October. Is it a lot? Opinion in need whether if I overspent! But for this month memang its unavoidable since BBWS is around and I went there twice =l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the title has no relevance or whatsoever with this post, its just a... figure, perhaps? Its easy to break it though =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-9065780668634317344?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/9065780668634317344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=9065780668634317344&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/9065780668634317344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/9065780668634317344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/10/11111.html' title='11111'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-1248765003354369628</id><published>2011-10-21T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T08:11:15.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Over here</title><content type='html'>From the previous post, its some of my view about the assignment that I'm gonna do, and since then, I've been doing some research between Judaism, Christianity and Islam, still reading now though, and Theology is a subject, well, not as popular, but certainly not stale!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One week worth of holiday, mounting assignments, and the dread to go out with friends is soooo intenseeeeeeeeee!! sigh, but recently, something happened to my family that I wish not to disclose here.. but because of that, it would be wise of me to act prudent in spending my money.. Now Im having my own monthly chart of expenditure! Anyway, I seldom blog nowadays although I've got lots and LOTS to share, but I don't have&amp;nbsp; a camera with me =( phone's connection with PC is disabled, can't upload recent pics of mine up there... pics about bacteria, taken directly from microscope. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh, talk about being prudent, over here in my college, there are SO MANY examples of those needy... In comparison, I'm so so so much more fortunate than them.. Imagine to curb one's hunger just by imbibing water and white bread, and eating a proper meal only once a day, just to save some money... sigh.. they are really really strong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went Istac the day before, magnificent architectural design!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else? oh, Gona be emcee for an event tomorrow, nothing new.&lt;br /&gt;and urm... yea, 3 days of sleeping past 3 in the morning and having class at 9am will really take a toll on ur body, at least for me. =l&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-1248765003354369628?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/1248765003354369628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=1248765003354369628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/1248765003354369628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/1248765003354369628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/10/over-here.html' title='Over here'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-7729335974411712880</id><published>2011-10-08T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T11:25:16.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Philosophy of science</title><content type='html'>There had been some time, since I am so absorbed in something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interest that drives me to keep reading and knowing more, not for the sake of exam, but for the sake of quenching the thirst, the dread, thirst of getting more, and MORE knowledge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the origin of the word suggest, philosophia, it means, love of wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For centuries, even millennia.. the quest of human all over the world, is the same, to find the ultimate truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions over questions, queries over queries has been raised. Questions that can be asked easily usually has a difficult or unknown answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;How universe began?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Who is the creator of everything?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why human ever existed in this world?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;These are a few examples of question that has been asked for so long, and till date, there's not a perfect answer for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the topic, the course I took for this semester is, Falsafah Sains, and the assignment given was... wait for it.... its......&lt;br /&gt;'Kosmologi Moden, Kristian, dan Islam : Satu kajian analisis Perbandingan'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within a month, I have to complete this FIFTY PAGES HAND WRITTEN assignment with intense research about the Genesis chapter in Old Testament, and also for the Koran itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And about modern cosmology, lagi interesting, gonna do some reading about Stephen Hawking, Penrose. Theory of Everything, Dark matter, energy, cycle of a star, mystery of black hole.&lt;br /&gt;The toughest part of it is to link it with the creation of the universe. Whether if the Big Bang, and Big Crunch theory is on par with either religion's version of creation of universe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, the lecturer managed to dig my curiousness by exposing me to different major agenda happening in the world with a hidden intention behind it. The truth obscured to the norm, but crystal clear to those who are able to think. The concept of mantics. The ability to think out of the box, and to figure out the paradox behind a scene, to distinguish reality from illusion. Its really fascinating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The alteration of history by the colonial forces, to prove that they are 1st grade human? That they are more superior than the other human race? We are being conquered, mentally by the Europeans, without knowing it. Symbols and traces of being colonized is everywhere, but we are just being oblivious, living life, just like another human being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lot and lots of it! Do you know that, the creation of jean symbolizes the equality between man and woman? And when a girl wearing it openly in a way suggest that she is publicly going against Christianity? In relevance of the story of Adam and Eve[Right?].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he talked about the Golden Phi too, that's why Maths is the language of the universe huh? Fascinating... Truly amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhh,its fun, but tiring. Good experience I guess =D gogogogo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-7729335974411712880?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/7729335974411712880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=7729335974411712880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/7729335974411712880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/7729335974411712880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/10/philosophy-of-science.html' title='Philosophy of science'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-8370547787378674082</id><published>2011-10-01T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T10:50:02.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Short update</title><content type='html'>Tired would be what's best to address me now.&lt;br /&gt;Finished 'family day ' training on Friday 1.30am. Had a meeting after that till 3am. To keep pace with others to get senior's signature and stuff like that, approached a senior in a group of 4 and tokkok till 530am.&lt;br /&gt;Due to the deadly effect of extra thick nescafe we consumed during the tokkok session, don't have the mood to sleep just yet. Watched laughing gor with roommate till 630am and collapsed. Till 10am. Went to the Mines at 12pm, bla bla bla and reached uni at 730pm. Had dinner, rushed to another meeting for Ethnic Relation proposal planning meet till 930pm and continued with family day training, till 1am just now. Why am I not sleeping now? its 1.48am, and seniors at ground floor are shouting and calling us to eat nasi goreng yong chow with nasi impit.Now that I've finished eating it,&amp;nbsp; I'm responsible to wake other juniors to clean up the mess and....... I have no idea when will that be since there are still leftovers which means I cant sleep just yet and tomorrow there will be another activity at 8am so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired would be what's best to address me now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-8370547787378674082?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/8370547787378674082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=8370547787378674082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/8370547787378674082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/8370547787378674082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/10/short-update.html' title='Short update'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-2852675871733415431</id><published>2011-09-30T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T20:34:14.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed</title><content type='html'>If you think you are, then you definitely are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well at least for me, I'm blessed, in so many ways, and this sense of gratitude intensifies once I stepped into my current residential college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have complete, functional, healthy hands and legs. The ability to walk around without the aid of others, the ability to walk up a stair without having people to carry me there. Having a cup of drink with one of my hand. I can clap loudly and stomp the floor whenever I feel like it. For him?&lt;br /&gt;For him, its so hard to even scratch the back of his head. Its so difficult to even eat, a spoonful of rice. with his 2 disfigured arms and legs, everything is a challenge to him, even hanging the matrix card to his neck requires some effort of controlling his arms and neck together.&lt;br /&gt;I can sit in balance in a car no matter how the car turn or brake, but for him? Easily toppled over every time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a system of functional muscles.&lt;br /&gt;Unlike her, she has degenerative muscle issues since young, can't even jog/walk long distance or any other activities that you think its normal for us. Not to mention the inability to participate in any slightly strenuous activities, like, bowling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to support my whole body weight just by using both of my hand when I want to climb on my bed. I don't have to hang on to the railing in the toilet while answering nature's call. I don't have to accept the cruel fate, or the consequence of wrong diagnosis by doctor that contribute to this abnormality. Disability of both legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can run, play, eat whatever however and whenever I feel like it! Not for someone.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not worried of hyperglycemia after eating 2 bowls of rice and a can of soft drink[ok la, kena jaga sikit la lol]&lt;br /&gt;I'm not afraid if I would be attacked by epilepsy suddenly if I'm fatigued or in contact with water sports.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not allergic to chicken [THIS IS A BIG RELIEVE THOUGH]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others with family problem, financial problem, health physical mental relationship stress YOU NAME IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The examples can go on and on and on, with the numerous individual I'm living with now having problem as such..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why, I am blessed, because I really am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-2852675871733415431?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/2852675871733415431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=2852675871733415431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/2852675871733415431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/2852675871733415431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/09/blessed.html' title='Blessed'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-6080956247281052048</id><published>2011-09-26T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T19:47:07.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, hey you, WADDYA SAY? cant HEAR YOU!</title><content type='html'>Talk about assignment, yeah I must admit that I'm not used to this kind of thing. 30 marks itself allocated for assignments, luckily in 3 parts la, if 1 part I memang GG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i)To translate an English journal of minimum 6 pages into Malay, write a comment about it for not less than 3 pages. Easy?Lots of reading I would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii) Choose a topic relating civilization/history and write an essay of about WTF20FUCHUKPAGES for it. Easy? Haven't scratch on it yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iii) Present either one of the assignment above in powerpoint form.This one still ok la..&lt;br /&gt;And this 1 of the subject, TITAS.&lt;br /&gt;For Hubungan Etnik, need to go about random places to observe about stereotypes between races, having interview and questionnaires to public. One of the seniors tried sitting at mamak store for FREAKING3HOURSWITH5-6CUPSOFTEHOAISLIMAU just to observe the racial and language polarity in a group. Fun? Mamak fun la, observe no fun.= =''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is already in week 3, some exams will be in the 5th week, and with the increasing block activities and other activities, this is totally different from what I've experience before this.Which is last minute work. Its all about consistency here. And networking. And communication skill. zz KI gila... Kemahiran Insaniah. lol~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it for now, I guess other mahasiswa-mahasiswi is just as busy as I am! but too bad, I'm the one loving to rant about.haha, ohh yaaa, the title, its just a defensive cheers for my 'lebah' group, just to captivate readers =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite, till then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-6080956247281052048?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/6080956247281052048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=6080956247281052048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/6080956247281052048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/6080956247281052048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/09/hey-hey-you-waddya-say-cant-hear-you.html' title='Hey, hey you, WADDYA SAY? cant HEAR YOU!'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-884233610936397135</id><published>2011-09-23T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T11:46:01.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fully utilize 24 hours a day?</title><content type='html'>Take a day as an example.. hmmm, alright, Thursday, the busiest day I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Class at 9-11am, then 12-2pm. Short break, traveled to medical faculty for SOH exhibition, on duty there from 3-5pm. Completed that, and dismantle everything followed by setting it up at engineering faculty for the next day's exhibition. It was about 6.00pm. Short break for dinner, went to panggung percubaan for UPM peace forum, being a backstage crew cum supporter there, till 9.15pm. Rushed back to my own college for 'family day' activity on next week, in which I took part as cheerleader and dancing team. Practice ended at 1am, reached room at 130am, wash clothes till 2am plus with my cracking back. Sleep. Did I mention that this is how things are going on lately, almost EVERYDAY?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-884233610936397135?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/884233610936397135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=884233610936397135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/884233610936397135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/884233610936397135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/09/fully-utilize-24-hours-day.html' title='Fully utilize 24 hours a day?'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-1056036338488821130</id><published>2011-09-20T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T10:05:05.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meetings meetings and MORE meetings!</title><content type='html'>Despite the fact that I'm only taking 14 credit hours for this Sem, I'm fully engaged in various activities that makes me feel sooooo... vigour! Never felt this good before. Tiring nevertheless, but I guess its worth it? I would rather use my time to do something that will bring me memories instead of doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt; MTP [Malam Tunas Putra] is a real good example, Im responsible for a MINOR SMALL PART of keyboard playing, which last about..... 20 secs? but because of that part I have to stay back for about 3-4 nights till 2-3am, and most of the time I've been spending there is to watch the others rehearsing dance, sing and stuff like that, and I would just repeat my part of play, dully. = ='' Now that's something of less value..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conjunction of UPM peace week, I supported them by watching 'Blood Diamond', that leaves me in great dilemma whether to get a diamond ring as an item of engagement or not in the future hahaha~&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, directly after that,&amp;nbsp; went for K2's family day meeting, volunteered as cheerleader, YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHH MANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN GOGOGOOG LEBAH!!! lol, and joined dancing and dikiria, I guess its the fun and chances to know each other more that attracts me, rather me actively socializing around than to stay passive.&lt;br /&gt;Oh did I mention that after 2 weeks staying here I didn't manage to get more than 5 contacts of chinese girls? A BIG SIGH! Same course punya girls berlambak la, since Im the wakil class, have to get their contact for easier communication, but, only 2 chinese girls in my course and 3 chinese including me. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME NEED TALK MORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, for those who are concerned with my course changing process.. Its.. On the way I guess, for now Im waiting for directions from a lecturer in the faculty of veterinary which coincidently is a member of Gakkai.. So... we shall see?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;All the best for the others as well!AzaAza Fighting! lol~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-1056036338488821130?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/1056036338488821130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=1056036338488821130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/1056036338488821130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/1056036338488821130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/09/meetings-meetings-and-more-meetings.html' title='Meetings meetings and MORE meetings!'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-8633550039954293570</id><published>2011-09-06T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T07:20:55.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, my name is Brian =D *ting!*</title><content type='html'>Now that's what I'm gonna say FOR ALL DAY LONG tomorrow~ lol&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget that magic touch *ting!* too! Smile, is infectious =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh I'm excited! Near ecstatic mood!! Goshhh! Tomorrow, the real deal~ Gets to blend into a society where the intelligence of the nation gathers. [lol like some superior genius society, MENSA meh!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeeeeeap, tomorrow will be the registration for fellow UPM-ians, and I'm one of them. Mixed feeling actually, but anticipation rules 80% of it! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y36EU1VmZTA/TmYrCHM5AeI/AAAAAAAAAPU/MK0zni0iw0E/s320/DSC04654.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;What I managed to cramp in.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Primarily clothes, foods, basic necessities.. I haven't even finish signing and filling in all the details =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... Good luck I guess? Not having the flare to blog. lol~ Till the next post! Chow~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-8633550039954293570?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/8633550039954293570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=8633550039954293570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/8633550039954293570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/8633550039954293570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/09/hello-my-name-is-brian-d-ting.html' title='Hello, my name is Brian =D *ting!*'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y36EU1VmZTA/TmYrCHM5AeI/AAAAAAAAAPU/MK0zni0iw0E/s72-c/DSC04654.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-6108161364095866030</id><published>2011-09-05T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T06:29:13.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Decided.</title><content type='html'>I don't know if this is considered rash?&lt;br /&gt;One comment in the public group can make up my mind?&lt;br /&gt;Actually what I wanted all along has been dormant in my heart, I knew it, but nothing triggered it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advices from people before gets faded away. But now, this is it, never gonna change again&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna be confused&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna be diverted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm CHANGING MY COURSE TO BIOTECHNOLOGY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just for those who don't know what's happening, I've been offered a Bac of Sc major in Bio degree in UPM, and now that I've made my mind to change course, but still, I'm open to opinions if you really have experience on the pro and cons between this 2 courses. Thanks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M1wv6pzqX-A/TmTOkENp5vI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/gIkn_LObFso/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M1wv6pzqX-A/TmTOkENp5vI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/gIkn_LObFso/s1600/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!! Fight for Victory !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-6108161364095866030?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/6108161364095866030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=6108161364095866030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/6108161364095866030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/6108161364095866030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/09/decided.html' title='Decided.'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M1wv6pzqX-A/TmTOkENp5vI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/gIkn_LObFso/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-5843748597466265954</id><published>2011-09-02T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T05:48:57.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frantic?</title><content type='html'>Time...... Goes by...... So slowly........... And time...... Can doooo... sooo much.....~~&lt;br /&gt;Unchained melody. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, guess everybody is getting geared up for the coming new life in Uni. Especially those getting into their respective Uni this sunday[Um Gia betul!], or those gonna go to a land... Far... Faraway... Never to be back again...[lol banished meh! wen ket]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally we can see updates like&lt;br /&gt;'Start packing already &amp;lt;3'&lt;br /&gt;'DUNNO WAT TO PACK AHHHHHHH, HOU FAN AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH'&lt;br /&gt;'Milo? Checked. Toothbrush? Checked. Extra undergarments? Checked. Saliva infested pillows? SUPER CHECKED'&lt;br /&gt;[Sounds exaggerated, bt yes, it is exaggerated lol] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : '_'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AQXmiUCHU24/TmDOhZTSXpI/AAAAAAAAAPI/3QCxC4wd3Xg/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AQXmiUCHU24/TmDOhZTSXpI/AAAAAAAAAPI/3QCxC4wd3Xg/s1600/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You know what's that? its POKER FACE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expressionless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prepared... 3 shoes, a bagful of clothes, sufficient undergarments, important documents... And..?&lt;br /&gt;A heart of preparation? lol. seriously, other than that, what I'm bringing else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh! I knoww, bought 2 pillows, 8 hangers, a blanket, 3-slot-powerpoint. yeap yeap, that's all, enough ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went and see chinese physician just now because of irregular cramps at my stomach, he said its indigestion and poor circulation. lol, need to cut down on meat and fried items, zzz that's equivalent to like eating ice kacang without ice. WHAT ARE THERE LEFT IN LIFE TO SAVOUR?! lol, exaggerating again~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Approximately in another... 107 hours I will be engaged in a whole new surroundings, knowing new people from different walks of life, getting to know so many things and experiences and the best thing is, TO REV BACK MY LONG RUSTED BRAIN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bU72cCzk1GA/TmDQXnWYvJI/AAAAAAAAAPM/yTd5pCWBNcc/s1600/poker-face-troll-actually-herp-derp-2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bU72cCzk1GA/TmDQXnWYvJI/AAAAAAAAAPM/yTd5pCWBNcc/s1600/poker-face-troll-actually-herp-derp-2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Why said so? Because I taught my cousin sister yesterday about chem, and its f4 electrochemistry, and WAAALAOWEHHHHH, confused between anode and cathode. GG BETUL!&amp;nbsp; =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, still having the same dilemma... To change, or to not change..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-5843748597466265954?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/5843748597466265954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=5843748597466265954&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/5843748597466265954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/5843748597466265954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/09/frantic.html' title='Frantic?'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AQXmiUCHU24/TmDOhZTSXpI/AAAAAAAAAPI/3QCxC4wd3Xg/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-1955671145050693876</id><published>2011-08-27T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T08:09:58.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Behaviour</title><content type='html'>Do you think your behaviour is pleasant to be entertained?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you think people nowadays from all walks of life are having aggression towards trifling events?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I say ALL WALKS OF LIFE, I do really mean it, in contrast of the public's perception of youth nowadays having bad attitude, even small kids as young as 7-8 yrs old, or the precious 'warga emas' of current society is having BIG FIRE! [Literally aggressive in Chinese]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you are having a good attitude? Or otherwise?&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm in no position to comment, just want to know what is your thoughts and opinions towards this trend in current society..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start debating in my comment box? lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-1955671145050693876?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/1955671145050693876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=1955671145050693876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/1955671145050693876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/1955671145050693876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/08/behaviour.html' title='Behaviour'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-2515099152606797015</id><published>2011-08-25T02:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T02:29:19.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>放手</title><content type='html'>我跟你说了放手, 不要, 再, 听, 你的借口&lt;br /&gt;我跟你说了放手, 不要, 再, 当, 你的玩偶&lt;br /&gt;我跟你说了放手, 不要, 再, 加, 我的伤口&lt;br /&gt;我跟你说了放手, 没人, 能, 再, 永远锁住我!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xrarxcSHf0Q/TlYV0XD-oxI/AAAAAAAAAPE/iycpvO_fypc/s1600/let-go.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xrarxcSHf0Q/TlYV0XD-oxI/AAAAAAAAAPE/iycpvO_fypc/s1600/let-go.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-2515099152606797015?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/2515099152606797015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=2515099152606797015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/2515099152606797015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/2515099152606797015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html' title='放手'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xrarxcSHf0Q/TlYV0XD-oxI/AAAAAAAAAPE/iycpvO_fypc/s72-c/let-go.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-4106466082692887597</id><published>2011-08-18T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T07:51:54.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rm10.50</title><content type='html'>Rm10.50 to buy a lesson of life, worth it right?&lt;br /&gt;Planned to have a badminton session today at 6pm, but missed it, why? Miscalculation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will let you to judge, the efficiency of our country's public transport.&lt;br /&gt;Destination : Epromode company [Located 2-3km away from Midvalley]&lt;br /&gt;From&amp;nbsp; : My house.&lt;br /&gt;Left my house at 3.00pm, bus arrived at 3.35pm, paid rm1.30.&lt;br /&gt;Reached ktm about 3.50pm, bought Midvalley to and fro ticket Rm5.20, missed the train by minutes, waited till 4.12pm till the next arrival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news, no delay, and comfortable spaces available.&lt;br /&gt;Reached Midv at about 4.45pm, walked pass a few individual that tapped on my shoulder insisting short and concise explanation which I brushed them of with 'NOT FREE THANKS'&lt;br /&gt;Hopped on bus, payed Rm2 and reach epromode about 5.10pm, deal with Alice and here comes the ASTONISHING NEWS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Its all in chinese though]&lt;br /&gt;Me: 'So err.. Ferlynne asked me to collect a cheque for her?'&lt;br /&gt;Alice :'Yeap, this is her RM20 CHEQUE'&lt;br /&gt;Me : '.........'&lt;br /&gt;Alice :'Oh and all these OMH[Oral health month] goody bags, its yours, dexter's and carmen's'&lt;br /&gt;Me :'Ohh ok, oh ya, how about my cheque?'&lt;br /&gt;A : 'ha? your cheque, not yet out la, out already I will tell you'&lt;br /&gt;Me : '.........!!!' [Started to get disappointed, as my main motive there today is to collect cheque ASAP]&lt;br /&gt;*Noticed there's still one more goody bag at the corner*&lt;br /&gt;Me: 'oh, who's bag is that?'&lt;br /&gt;A :'ohhh, that's khien khien, I'm passing to her this weekend'&lt;br /&gt;me :'HA..?! WHAT?! You are meeting khien khien this weekend?!'&lt;br /&gt;[FYI Khien2 stays at a place which is quite near my house]&lt;br /&gt;A: 'yaaa, so you can just take your own goody bag la, others I will pass to her'&lt;br /&gt;me :'...... seriously, today I came here for nothing?'&lt;br /&gt;A :'aiyaa, no la, at least you got the goody bag ma ahahahaha'&lt;br /&gt;me :'.........................'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after that it was already around 5.20pm, took the rapidKL bus spent me another Rm2 and got back to midV station again at around 5.35pm&lt;br /&gt;6pm came a train, packed with people and you can literally see people SQUEEZING out the way when the door opened, nearly triggered a fight, can't get it, because I was having my bulky bag and racket case with me.&lt;br /&gt;2nd train came at 6.45pm, and so this answered your question of my MISCALCULATION?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached kajang 7.20pm.&lt;br /&gt;So, I left my house at 3pm, reached my house [mom fetch from station] at about 7.50pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;TALK ABOUT EFFICIENCY OF PUBLIC TRANSPORT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;And so, what life lesson&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I mentioned about is my attitude. When I was waiting for those trains and buses to come on my way back, I was contemplating this whole event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;-This fuss and mess could all be avoided with a detailed conversation with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime;"&gt;-I could have save myself from all the sweat and being drenched in the rain, IF I called up to her and ask more about what I'm taking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: blue;"&gt;-I could have joined the badminton session IF I were not to go to epromode today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;RECKLESS AND LAZY WITH THE 'TAK APA' ATTITUDE BEST DESCRIBE THE TRIGGER OF THE CHAINS OF EVENT TODAY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Corrfd3axcs/Tk0azw07GlI/AAAAAAAAAPA/F8vGWvyv_CE/s1600/falling_man.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="277" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Corrfd3axcs/Tk0azw07GlI/AAAAAAAAAPA/F8vGWvyv_CE/s320/falling_man.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;Time for some self reflection. And again, Rm10.50 bought me a life lesson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-4106466082692887597?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/4106466082692887597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=4106466082692887597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/4106466082692887597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/4106466082692887597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/08/rm1050.html' title='Rm10.50'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Corrfd3axcs/Tk0azw07GlI/AAAAAAAAAPA/F8vGWvyv_CE/s72-c/falling_man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-5025354083009719579</id><published>2011-08-13T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T07:08:45.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nanyang artworks exhibition review.</title><content type='html'>To explain what is Nanyang style of artwork, it takes not only a few sentences, but a rather thorough understanding of the emergence of the word Nanyang and the history behind it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All sorts of things happen, whether if the factor causing it is malignant or benign. It started off back in WW2, when there were lots of chinese artisan and merchants flocked to SEA[ particularly Singapore and Tanah Melayu] to avoid the brutality of Japanese militarism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, one of the artist found that Singapore is a great place for cultural exchange because it is one of the main port centralizing east and west, and thus founded NAFA. Nanyang Academy of Fine Arts.&lt;br /&gt;Generally, you can say the style of Nanyang is the fusion of east and west style of paintings, while depicting daily 'mundane' events or occurrence in a manner which is very captivating.&lt;br /&gt;Even this sentence explaining Nanyang style is a bit too dull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q3Uj7hBi-gw/TkaEW57kJrI/AAAAAAAAAO4/sAycjAMtLAU/s1600/13082011107.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q3Uj7hBi-gw/TkaEW57kJrI/AAAAAAAAAO4/sAycjAMtLAU/s320/13082011107.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Captured at the centre of a painting, themed 'rain befalling on mountains'&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I took this just for the sake of my own entertainment, the real painting is really captivating! The details of it is just breath taking =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GaTKr4iq9Wg/TkaEaxjHHPI/AAAAAAAAAO8/98lXcESOij4/s1600/13082011108.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GaTKr4iq9Wg/TkaEaxjHHPI/AAAAAAAAAO8/98lXcESOij4/s320/13082011108.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ohhhh, and we had some discussion session with SEANAFA institution leader and NAFA president in this international conference room!!&lt;br /&gt;mannnnnnnnnnnnnn, the feeling of it, sitting in the same room with so many artist and VVIP, and to know the fact that a lot of highly prolific leaders had been here to discuss about various matter...&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha, suddenly feel powerful?&lt;br /&gt;And I like the speaker thing in front of me, macam dalam kabinet pulak...&lt;br /&gt;'YANG BERHORMAT, SAYA MEMBANTAH!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-5025354083009719579?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/5025354083009719579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=5025354083009719579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/5025354083009719579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/5025354083009719579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/08/nanyang-artworks-exhibition-review.html' title='Nanyang artworks exhibition review.'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q3Uj7hBi-gw/TkaEW57kJrI/AAAAAAAAAO4/sAycjAMtLAU/s72-c/13082011107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-3589544760857524426</id><published>2011-08-12T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T09:59:20.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Obstacles.</title><content type='html'>Its inseparable from our lives.&lt;br /&gt;With no obstacles we know no achievement.&lt;br /&gt;Its a matter of how elevated is your life state to view an obstacle, and how would you deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people easily get discouraged by events others think which is quite minor.&lt;br /&gt;Some not.&lt;br /&gt;Some magnify their own problems and usually think there are no other way out. Oblivious and just too obstinate to refer/listen to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some being too preoccupied with the matters in front of them, neglecting things that should be taken into consideration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I've said before, its a matter of how elevated is your life state, to perceive, and to react towards it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, you are standing in front of a big tree, &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;ITS BIG&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And now, you are standing on the 20th floor of an apartment, staring at the same big tree, &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;ITS NEGLIGIBLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same goes to the obstacles around us. IF we start to focus on 'ohh this is bad, oh I can't go through this, ohhhh this is hell for me' instead, we are going nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a healthy mind and a correct way of thinking is really crucial in helping us to go through obstacles. That is why, a correct philosophy is essential to be the prime point of thinking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, societies are corrupted. Noble visions and missions are being tested and attacked by the norm of the societies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;Being righteous means acting stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;Being honest means inflicting loss on our own&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;Standing out pointing the erroneous act means being hypocrite and begrudge the norm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;Helping others ending up being bullied by others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;In other words, being good will get envied/red-eyed/oppressed by the others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;And the word 'others' here are saying those with wicked, realistic, narrow-minded way of thinking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; I believe they don't even understand what is the purpose of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you see how twisted and ugly the heart of the societies are nowadays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh I'm digressing. That's why I emphasized on the importance of having a true and correct philosophy to based on, since most of the people nowadays based their thoughts and actions on the 'philosophy of money' rather than the 'philosophy of life'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'If I do this, will it do me any good? Will it make me any richer?'&lt;br /&gt;Instead of&lt;br /&gt;'If I do this, he will lead a better life, and I will be helping a man to stand up quicker.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SEE? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-3589544760857524426?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/3589544760857524426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=3589544760857524426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/3589544760857524426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/3589544760857524426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/08/obstacles.html' title='Obstacles.'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-4773072237481470679</id><published>2011-08-09T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T06:13:49.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another dream.</title><content type='html'>This time... We were walking down a deserted street... Chuckling and talking, while you are in my embrace... Clutched and hugged..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, lots of the energy emits from me, you were smiling, forcefully rather. Its as if you are with me just because I'm good to you instead of genuine love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your blank eyes were extraordinarily chilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that woke me up, feeling lost and lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-4773072237481470679?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/4773072237481470679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=4773072237481470679&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/4773072237481470679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/4773072237481470679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/08/another-dream.html' title='Another dream.'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-1276373758436646246</id><published>2011-08-04T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T09:27:43.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life improvement program</title><content type='html'>Yes, that's what it is called, and that aim is channeled effectively to us, at least, to me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had that camp in genting for 3D2N, just to answer a few of you that noticed I've gone missing for the past few days in FB. [IF YOU EVEN NOTICED ABOUT IT!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a few talk within that 3 days which comprised nutrition, yoga skill, business entrepreneur experience sharing, gynaecologists sex education and life appreciation talk by a famous tv host!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, to be exact, ALL of the speakers are of high status in society and they are really reputable! But a point to note down here is that, the humility they've shown to us was soooo good, even though they are rich, successful and being quite senior, they were still talking humbly and try to share whatever they can to benefit us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are several key points which are being reiterated even by different speakers, they are :&lt;br /&gt;i) Think positively, according to the law of attraction&lt;br /&gt;ii)Visualize your goal, do what you like, if not, like what you do!&lt;br /&gt;This really helps to answer the question I had earlier! Which is, to be idealistic? Or to be realistic! And I guess you know which I will choose huh?&lt;br /&gt;iii)You can, if you say you can. You can't, if you say you can't. Its that simple.[Simple to say, hard to execute huh?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, a pleasure to meet my accidental last minute add in roommate, william! He shared some of his life experience to me and its really nice to hear from him, opinions and the roads he ventured is really uncommon! But yet, he's making a fortune now and is currently employed to his dream job with a substantial income.. ahhhh, life is unpredictable, most importantly, BE HAPPY always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, its not easy to be happy always you know? Its a state of life, a way to conceive and perceive, and a way to react towards various stimulus. To be truly, and absolutely happy.. For those who hangs a smile on his/her face all the time while having negative thoughts are not truly happy. Sometimes, wearing a mask for a time too long will mould your heart into one too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3D2N in Genting with 3 stars hotel accommodation complete with 3 buffet meals each day and surplus of snacks in interval of the talk and chances to noe more people and having experience shared discovering yourselves more and value others and appreciate things more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and did i mention that its ALL FREE? =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-1276373758436646246?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/1276373758436646246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=1276373758436646246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/1276373758436646246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/1276373758436646246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/08/life-improvement-program.html' title='Life improvement program'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-6795180563584603918</id><published>2011-07-29T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T07:55:27.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miscellaneous</title><content type='html'>Went for X-ray few days back, it was a Thursday I guess. Awkward thing to have me undressed in front of a female nurse, and she keeps positioned my body by touching my waist. SOUNDS WRONG! Anyway, its really uncomfortable.. lol, dah laa lemak berlambak kat sana, all soft soft. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normal medical check up, healthy, average nothing special in particular though..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to visit UPM for the 1st time today and I must say, I'm thrilled to begin my new life in uni soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is less than 2 km, the faculty from my college I mean. [Note, college means hostel in Pub U's terminology. lol]&lt;br /&gt;And so I was thinking.... 'Should I ride... A bike? As in, cycle around the campus?'&lt;br /&gt;and Norman's reply was...&lt;br /&gt;'Don't be dumb laaaaa' [or something like that]&lt;br /&gt;lol, 1st year can't drive cars, even if we can, I don't have a car to drive, rely on the shuttle bus to travel around? hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there are really lots and lots and LOTSSSSS of news heard about the orientation week of various Pub U. Mostly, or rather, well, ALL sounds bad enough..&lt;br /&gt;The ragging was aggressive, as what I've heard la, and its a tradition being passed down to treat the junior?&lt;br /&gt;Concerns and worries are raising, since Miss T asked, and pointed out, she said 'I don't see any point in ragging, I don't see the point in humiliating people.'&lt;br /&gt;Nothing wrong with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now ask yourselves, I'm sure that most of you have gone through your secondary education phase, and for sure you've encountered various 'rituals' or 'traditions'&lt;br /&gt;Just to name a few, free whack, aluba, flour smeared face + egg... etc etc etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the intention is to, &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;'HEY I JUST WANT TO HAVE FUN, WHY SO SERIOUS?!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in a deeper depth, do you really want this to be done to yourselves? Do you feel happy when people aluba you? [OMG CRAZY AH?!]&lt;br /&gt;'OH yeah!! keep banging me, I'm feeling so high!!! Keep aluba me c'mon!'&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; [crazy&amp;nbsp; =.=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my point is, [digressed too much] why do it to others when you yourselves don't want to have it? What's the point of humiliating, causing distress, hurting, spreading animosity to others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;'JUST WANT TO PLAY MAA, WHY SO SERIOUS..?!!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't take for granted, until something happen, baru nak menangis meleleh leleh and regret what you've done, but then, its too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me if I'm wrong, I appreciate feedback, relevant ones of course.. especially those who did this to others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;And suddenly, I feel like saying. 'No, sarcasm is not the highest form of intelligence'. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-6795180563584603918?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/6795180563584603918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=6795180563584603918&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/6795180563584603918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/6795180563584603918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/07/miscellaneous.html' title='Miscellaneous'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-7726636993729726534</id><published>2011-07-24T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T08:48:53.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.....</title><content type='html'>I close my eyes... but I can't seem to see a thing...&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes... and... darkness envelopes from surrounding...&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes... and.... sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working for passion does not promise you a great future [money wise] yes I'm fully aware of it but... is it that bad? Is the condition in here really that disallowing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, passion is nothing, it can't feed your family. Vision is nothing but a thought, if you do not have money to support you. Ambitious is nothing but a dream, especially in this boleh-land where research expertise are limited and opportunities are somewhat biased.[No offense to friends I know, but sadly speaking, this is the truth.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be realistic, instead of idealistic. Can't a dream be the moving force pushing you forward? Is money the only necessary item needed in life? Money as the highest hierarchy in the pyramid? I hate to admit so, and I refuse to admit so. I shall not make money as my first priority in life, being enslaved by money, is sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, I'm a human, living in Earth, money is like the air we breathe, but its not why we live. I still believe in the core value of, helping others as a way of living life in the most valuable way! And there are really lots of exemplary people that I encountered, chucking aside the opportunity of profit or gaining by materialistic means, instead, helping others and doing their own part as a contribution of world peace..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I flying far. For now, I've set my mind, accept the course offered, and in the mean time, chant vigorously[I REALLY HOPE SO!], seek for more advices, and look for other options available!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is full of uncertainties huh? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-7726636993729726534?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/7726636993729726534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=7726636993729726534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/7726636993729726534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/7726636993729726534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title='.....'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-5908523464590297614</id><published>2011-07-18T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T07:51:30.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The great cloud of distress</title><content type='html'>Guess most of you all knows that I got into UPM to pursue the course 'Bachelor in Science [Honors] Major in Biology', right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUWAAAA, gila ahhh!! congratz laa!!&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was part of the furore, until i got what my biology tuition teacher had in her mind, the excitement was silenced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her advise knocked me back into senses. Keeping me aware that Major in Biology [pure science] is a course less favored, and generally catered to students who has average pointers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said, Biomedic/Biotech would be a course of higher competition, with a better and more diverse outcome in the future. But as I went to my school to collect my STPM cert today, some of my teachers said otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Major in Bio is good! You get to be an educator in the future! Good money, stable lifestyle..'&lt;br /&gt;'Biotech/Biomed is nevertheless a good course, but it is frequently underestimated in Msia, as most of them pursuing courses as such ended up being in sales line or in field that is completely different as this.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went through a few opinions from friends studying biotech, and I'm even lucky enough to get to dialogue with a senior in UPM which has just graduated in UPM studying the same course I'm gonna study!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said that, well it is quite general being Major in Biology, and he's now working in a blood test lab. Sigh, for now I shall just enter UPM and see how things revolve around there lor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing sure enough is that, I'm quite interested in genetics, and also technology involved in bio, interest can be traced back then in f6, where I read genetics and modern tech in bio BEFOREHAND! [The only 2 chaps that I read b4 teacher teaches. lol]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my interest lies in knowing more about stem cell, so, yea, I guess biotech and biomedic would be a better path for me to pursue rather than Major in Biology, which is good, but not appropriate enough for my visualized future I guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the hardest question asked on me was.. 'How do you want to live your life? What kind of life that you want? Layback, comfortable? Or competitive and rewarding? Facing public? Or experimenting in a secluded working spot most of the time?'&lt;br /&gt;Don't really have a definite answer but what I know is that I want to have a point of balance between all that, not too inclined to anything... Well its hard I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOTTA CHANT MORE VIGOROUSLY!! My daimoku is so weak. sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-5908523464590297614?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/5908523464590297614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=5908523464590297614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/5908523464590297614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/5908523464590297614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/07/great-cloud-of-distress.html' title='The great cloud of distress'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-3936294171647447171</id><published>2011-07-13T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T09:48:44.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 weeks of observation</title><content type='html'>For 6 weekends I've been working under BOSS brand in 2 variuos outlets, The mines-Giant and Bangi-Econsave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I would to share over here is the manners of the people around.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm not being bias or what but this is base on my objective observation without any alteration of the results. [SCIENTIFIC EXPERIMENT MEH!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, anyway, lets separate the group into Malaysian, and foreigners.&lt;br /&gt;Foreigners are in a way WAYYYY more polite than malaysians. They pay you the reverence sometimes you think its too much.&lt;br /&gt;Offer him a cup of coffee and he will thank you, further offer him 3 different variants of it without having him asking for it, he will say something like 'Oh wow well thanks you are being really nice, good luck in your sales!'&lt;br /&gt;Malaysians?&lt;br /&gt;Offer him the 1st cup and before you even manage to promote the 1st variant he will be asking 'heyyy, what about that 2 other flavours? can try right??'&lt;br /&gt;Alright, not ALL of em are like that, just generally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's one thing, another thing is that, parents, or should I say, a fully grown adult don't have the basic manners that they should possess. Ask for a sample, drink and throw, leaving without saying anything!&lt;br /&gt;Dude, at least a smile?&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm deeply aware that this is my job to give other people to try the sample of our products, but then, don't you think its something very basic to say thank you after accepting something from someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't blame the small kids for repeatedly taking samples for me, and I can't possibly abstain from giving them too, but, as parents, don't you think you should teach your son/daughters to be not that greedy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw glint of gluttons in their eyes. = =''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's another shameful behavior of most shoppers, they throw the cups wherever they want, even though we supplied them with MULTITUDE OF RUBBISH BINS! [ok exaggerates here, I'm a typical malaysian lol]&lt;br /&gt;Freaking stuff those sample cups at gaps between shelf, hiding it and throwing it around. sigh, that's truly sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing, change your mentality, and behaviour, positively please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-3936294171647447171?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/3936294171647447171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=3936294171647447171&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/3936294171647447171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/3936294171647447171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/07/6-weeks-of-observation.html' title='6 weeks of observation'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-6300189063538123232</id><published>2011-07-11T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T06:29:23.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I think that they think that we are retards.</title><content type='html'>Now I'm starting to feel and understand what Uncle Pat has said in his book - Teohlogy.&lt;br /&gt;Every time an announcement is made, it feels like being slapped in the face and being told : 'HEY YOU ARE A RETARD, JUST FREAKING ACCEPT IT ALTHOUGH THIS IS A MADE UP STORY!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how would we response?&lt;br /&gt;'Owh... ok lor, as long as I can still live on, ok lor, no problem lor...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this statement from our beloved You-Know-Who [not Voldemort. lol]&lt;br /&gt;He said : 'There was NO PHYSICAL CONTACT between the police task force, and the demonstrators.'&lt;br /&gt;or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh, well, that's really enlightening, broken legs, bleeding head is all caused by? They tumble and fall themselves? Videos and images circulated, is all made up and false?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but to anticipate, the statement claimed by the Mr H, ex education minster allegedly says that the REAL footage of the whole incident for 709 will clarify all the clouds of doubts and various offensive comments done by international and local media.&lt;br /&gt;Wow?&lt;br /&gt;That's really confident.&lt;br /&gt;And he said something about, being NOT APOLOGETIC AT ALL for this is not his fault or what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't help to anticipate..&amp;nbsp; While the trepidation is building up, what we can do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay around, and look like RETARDS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-6300189063538123232?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/6300189063538123232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=6300189063538123232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/6300189063538123232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/6300189063538123232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-think-that-they-think-that-we-are.html' title='I think that they think that we are retards.'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-4835467077992678181</id><published>2011-07-08T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T06:43:03.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big head prawn</title><content type='html'>What would you bring for a badminton session?&lt;br /&gt;Bottle - To prevent dehydration&lt;br /&gt;Extra shirt - To change after that sports, soaked like mad&lt;br /&gt;Wallet - To pay for the rent&lt;br /&gt;Watch - To keep in time&lt;br /&gt;PsP - To kill boredom while waiting for bus/people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, WHERE IS MY RACKET?! wth, forgot to bring racket but brought all those unnecessary stuff = =''&lt;br /&gt;Luckily cheng managed to get another spare racket in the nick of time, if not really watch them play for 2 hours only. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow me to digress, concerning the rally for tomorrow.. hmm, I'm not really into it, just want to be a mere bystander and not to be influenced by both parties propaganda. Well, I'm not in any stance to comment about it but, I DO HOPE THAT, nobody gets hurt and no bloodshed will occur. Its worthless. And by having conflict as such and resulting in casualties actually reviews the stupidity on how they act and react. = =''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh, and another thing, this is totally random. I got to know from someone that being emo actually attracts people and make others actually CARE ABOUT YOU MORE?! So I reckon why are there so many people emo nowadays.. lol... Hidden agenda behind the scenes. lol, till then. Have fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-4835467077992678181?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/4835467077992678181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=4835467077992678181&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/4835467077992678181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/4835467077992678181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/07/big-head-prawn.html' title='Big head prawn'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-3716081030296870008</id><published>2011-07-07T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T23:16:32.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Passion</title><content type='html'>熊熊烈火, 微不足道&lt;br /&gt;细水长流,才是可靠!&lt;br /&gt;然而,又有几个你我会是那样呢? 感叹啊..!感叹!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;论何事都应由心而发, 对吧?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that I notice, people nowadays lacked the passion within, no matter what they do, they do it for the sake of materialistic benefits.Ｇｅｎｅｒａｌｌｙ　ｓｐｅａｋｉｎｇ．That's the perception I have towards people nowadays, especially youths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many of us would actually spend time to understand a cause, and to contribute even a little bit of us into it?&lt;br /&gt;Even so, most of us would adopt the attitude of 三分钟热度．．　What appears to be a really enthusiastic individual in the beginning would end up defeated by the grinding of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, I shall take myself as an example, I promised myself to achieve certain things, and to discipline myself, but most of the time, desires triumphed over constrain. = =''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still learning, still failing, but never to give up!&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been so madly engrossed to a matter that even after years you are still attached to it? For me, nahhh... None. Well, maybe yes, but its a thing of past and I shall mention no further..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, and me, we all have a common responsibility, which is to make people around us happy! No matter what you are where you are and how you are, as long as you are a human, you are to make others happy, and, make this, a passion of yours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha, again a post with no central theme.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-3716081030296870008?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/3716081030296870008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=3716081030296870008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/3716081030296870008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/3716081030296870008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/07/passion.html' title='Passion'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-7449774776487975143</id><published>2011-06-26T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T09:41:50.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'Confinement'</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;I woke up at 7.40am today [lol foong. hahaha]&lt;br /&gt;anyway. this totally disrupts the flow of my post. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a boundary to human's potential, possibilities? I wonder..&lt;br /&gt;How you assert a situation, relies totally on how you perceive that matter.&lt;br /&gt;You make it big, then it would be big&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, by treating a problem, as not a problem, would aid to the situation?&lt;br /&gt;Of course, not by neglecting it and having it dug down undone&lt;br /&gt;Instead, have a view outside of your own perspective, sighting a broader horizon, creating a new vista!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being trapped in your own low life condition, magnifying an issue, creating problems out of trifling matters, that's pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;Suffering is one of the norm of human life, with no suffering you know no happiness, but, should you stay and linger around in that state?&lt;br /&gt;When all hopes seems to be dimmed, its time to listen to yourselves, or rather, open your hearts to others who really care about you. For me, as I'm a buddhist, I will start chanting and praying, for it will ease my trembling uneasiness.&lt;br /&gt;For you? Who believes in no god, and to an extent that, maybe you don't even believe anyone you know, and that includes your relatives.&lt;br /&gt;You see, you are confining yourself within your own small, tiny, miniscule little world..&lt;br /&gt;Bearing a mask facing others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p7IKb4bdxGc/TgdfgoHEWCI/AAAAAAAAAOs/tyyWXvYnDcQ/s1600/stock-photo-a-businessman-sits-at-his-desk-holding-a-home-made-smiley-mask-in-front-of-his-face-look-i-m-1485194.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p7IKb4bdxGc/TgdfgoHEWCI/AAAAAAAAAOs/tyyWXvYnDcQ/s320/stock-photo-a-businessman-sits-at-his-desk-holding-a-home-made-smiley-mask-in-front-of-his-face-look-i-m-1485194.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Creating a wall for those attempting to dwell in your heart, to defend yourself against probable random assault? Making those who actually care about you grope in darkness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1hOqiCy4sBk/TgdgT3e1c6I/AAAAAAAAAOw/hy0xMTeszb8/s1600/Bethanywall.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1hOqiCy4sBk/TgdgT3e1c6I/AAAAAAAAAOw/hy0xMTeszb8/s320/Bethanywall.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes your way might work, but what you give is what you got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g2fmybKm3-M/Tgdgf1HHJHI/AAAAAAAAAO0/c1SgzROO2Rk/s1600/force_field_th.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g2fmybKm3-M/Tgdgf1HHJHI/AAAAAAAAAO0/c1SgzROO2Rk/s320/force_field_th.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are defending yourself, against?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I think, life is of limitless possibilities. To be defeated by such matters, how can you face others that received way greater suffering than you had?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OPEN UP YOUR EYES, WIDEN YOUR FRAME OF TOLERANCE, LOOK AROUND YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;Look at others who suffered, feel their pain and have empathy for them! And you will know, how fortunate you are to have a living like this. You might be tormented within, but you are the one that can only free yourself from the anguish felt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-7449774776487975143?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/7449774776487975143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=7449774776487975143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/7449774776487975143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/7449774776487975143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/06/confinement.html' title='&apos;Confinement&apos;'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p7IKb4bdxGc/TgdfgoHEWCI/AAAAAAAAAOs/tyyWXvYnDcQ/s72-c/stock-photo-a-businessman-sits-at-his-desk-holding-a-home-made-smiley-mask-in-front-of-his-face-look-i-m-1485194.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-1658986753065470417</id><published>2011-06-14T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T10:05:24.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream</title><content type='html'>Read Meg's blog and she said something about dream.. lol, i had a weird one too today.&lt;br /&gt;and its seriously random where i have no idea where and how come that dream can come into my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it goes like this...&lt;br /&gt;i was in a middle of the TKD tournament... [The idea of taekwondo comes in might be the effect of watching a knockout video in fb the day b4]&lt;br /&gt;im not fighting, bt instead, im coaching, a fren of mine, DISTANT fren. And she's a small little gal, and she learns no martial art, lol.. in fact, im totally clueless on how she can even appear in my dream as i pay no slightest attention to her recently!&lt;br /&gt;and i was like saying to her : 'hey when u face the opponent, u must do like this like this', and out of the sudden, i ran from the ring and jumped about 5-6 metres to the air, and do a freaking imba somersault[this must be a dream no doubt! bt it seems to be perfectly logical though. lol] and roll on the floor. and after that i woke up. haha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, ths is it, taddaaaaaa! lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-1658986753065470417?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/1658986753065470417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-7094187792738795173</id><published>2011-06-10T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T08:33:14.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>心理测验</title><content type='html'>哇..好久都没玩这些小孩子的东西了哈哈&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;试试看, 觉得蛮准一下, 就在这边分享咯 [Typing in chinese memang dreadful, please forgive my finger's ineffectiveness lol] terbaca dari blog &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;susan&lt;/span&gt;. hahaha, so, credits to her? =D&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it goes like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一、 现在有两颗鸡蛋，一颗是生的，另一颗是熟的，而现在有四个地方让你放鸡蛋，那请问你会将蛋放在哪里???（可以放在同一个地方，也可以放不同地方，但必须 记住"生"和"熟"分别放在哪里喔！）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;1.树上 2.水中 3.土中 4.口袋中&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;一、对爱情的看法及态度 生的蛋表示婚前、熟的蛋表示婚后&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;树上——表示眼光高而且很会挑&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;水中——表示爱情观是一切随缘&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;土中——表示爱情观滥情&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;口袋——表示爱情观很专一&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;二、在奇幻的世界中，长了一棵恐怖的树，因 为它有一个血盆大口，可以把人给吞下.你认为这棵树是利用什么方法来让人接近，进而捕食呢??&lt;br /&gt;1、用美妙的歌声使人心醉&lt;br /&gt;2、模仿对方恋人的声音&lt;br /&gt;3、散发迷人的树香&lt;br /&gt;4、利用飞翔在他周围的小鸟使者&lt;br /&gt;5、什么都不做，只是静静等待好 奇的人走过来&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;二、你会为什么原因而撒谎？以及你所撒的谎究竟伤人有多深？&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime;"&gt;1、用美妙的歌声 使人心醉&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime;"&gt;会为了讨人喜欢而撒谎，若以日行一善的精神来看， 很多事情你应该都会给予添油加醋，当然这并不算什么恶意的谎言，但如果谎言逐渐扩大的话，就容易在众人面前丢脸，即时你没有说谎，有很多事情也会因为过份 的夸大而让对方有所误解，所以，你对于任何事情都要谨言慎行。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime;"&gt;2、模仿 对方恋人的声音&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime;"&gt;会  以认真的态度说谎，是个撒谎高手。当然，这谎言不管是善意与否，在还没被揭穿之前，是很少人会因此而受伤的，之所以如此说，是因为一旦这个谎言被识破    时，就会让人遭受很重的的打击，而这也是这类撒谎高手的特征，正因为你是这类型的人，所以大家对你的印象会有股深怕被出卖的感觉，而这种感觉会越来越强，   所以，为了自己，即时只有千分之一被识破的可能，也绝对不可以撒这个谎。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime;"&gt;3、散发迷人的树香&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime;"&gt;你不会利用谎言去伤人，可称得上是诚实的人，开门见山的说，你是个不善于说谎的人，只要你想说谎就会被别人看穿，也因此，你的名誉不会受损，反而会有很多 人认为你很这样很可爱。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime;"&gt;4、利用飞翔在他周围的小鸟使者&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime;"&gt;有  撒谎时喜欢找代罪羔羊的倾向，为了使谎言变得有说明力，你是否常使用“因为某某人说。。。”或是“从某某人那里听来的。。。。”等语句呢？如此以来，当   谎言被识破时，那个人的信用也跟着完蛋了，所以当你在编造谎言时，这个责任应该由你一个人来承担，如果把别人也卷入你的谎言中，那就太令人难堪了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime;"&gt;5、什么都不做，只是静静等待好奇的人走过来&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime;"&gt;属于绝不撒谎，忠厚老实的人。最痛恨的就是欺骗别人，也正因如此，即时对方不想听的事实，你也毫不隐瞒的全盘托出，结果通常是伤人很深，在必要时，你也要 机灵的学会撒谎。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;三、人吃饭的习惯是自小养成的，从其中也非常容易表现出一个人的性格。在使用刀叉时，您是如何切割、叉起的呢??&lt;br /&gt;1、从左端开始切，一块一块的吃&lt;br /&gt;2、从右端开始 切，一块一块的吃&lt;br /&gt;3、把全部切成小块后，再一块一块的吃&lt;br /&gt;4、从中央开始切，一块一块的 吃&lt;br /&gt;5、只切一小块吃&lt;br /&gt;6、吃法经常改变&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;三、测量你的性 格&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;1、从左 端开始切，一块一块的吃&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;最普遍的情况，这种人非常重视形式，喜欢一般认为合理及正常的事，有一种强加自己的生活方式或思想向别人推销的倾向。若是觉得自己想的说的正确无误，就很 难再去听取他人的意见。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;2、从右端开始切，一块一块的吃&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;性格比较温顺，也是较易为对方着想的那一类人。一般认为，此类的人较易和他人亲近而打成一片，即时心里有什么不愉悦之处，也不会表现于外，通常都能和谐相 处。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;3、把全部切成小块后，再一块一 块的吃&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;自己想要的东西无法立刻得手时，就会急躁不安的类型。想要做的事情，不管遭受到多少反对也会一意孤行。另外，这一型人喜欢照顾、安慰别人，当他人有烦恼时 不会置之不理，而会伸出援手。对于人的喜恶会明显的表示出来不加掩饰。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;4、从中央开始切，一块一块的吃&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;属于才干型的人，常会因考虑其个人本位之种种而较自私自利。若有什么想做的事则会毫不犹豫地去做，是座而言不如起而行的那一型人。比较善于社交，广结人 缘。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;5、只切一小块吃&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;是一个道地的现典主义者。能使生活和自我相互调和，并且有社交性，和谁都可以说上几句话并应对自如。工作能顺利完成，关键在于能与他人通加合作。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;6、吃法经常改变&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;性情易变，所以经常会无法适应人群，在工作或私生活上也是如此，常因无法与他人合得来而造人误解。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;四、现在伸出你的双手 选出你最喜欢的一只手指 不分左右 只能选一只喔！&lt;br /&gt;1、拇指&lt;br /&gt;2、食指&lt;br /&gt;3、中指&lt;br /&gt;4、无名指&lt;br /&gt;5、小指&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;四、了解自己对什么角色比较看重&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;1、拇指——父母&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;2、食指——兄弟姐妹&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;3、中指——自己&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;4、无名指——情人&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;5、小指——小孩&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;五、如果你戴著一顶" 红"色帽子，你会搭配什么色系的饰品??&lt;br /&gt;1、红色&lt;br /&gt;2、灰色&lt;br /&gt;3、蓝色&lt;br /&gt;4、绿色&lt;br /&gt;5、黄色&lt;br /&gt;6、紫色&lt;br /&gt;7、咖啡色&lt;br /&gt;8、黑色&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;五、测试你的EQ并代表你的心情&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;1、红色&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;你有非常积极进取的个性，充满活力、朝气与热情，你对人生满怀希望，期待自己迈向成功的人生，你永远不在乎挫折，跌倒了会再站起来拍拍灰尘往目标前进&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;2、灰色&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;你很重视自己份内的工作，从来不会把工作推给别人， 无论多么的辛苦也希望自己完成，你的品位及做人做事原则与众不同，不过有时缺乏周详的考虑。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;3、蓝色&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;你是个典型的实行家，善于参与你喜爱的活动而且确实采取行动，执行能力强，但不善于发号施令，要小心因参加太多活动而忽略了生活品质，使自己所爱的人离 去。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;4、绿色&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;你喜欢享受新奇的事物，对朋友来说，充满情感的你常有热心过度的现象，帮助别人之时，常常给人有好管闲事的印象而惹人生气，喜欢享受大自然生活，适合旅行&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;5、黄色&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;你喜欢过富丽堂皇的生活，注重面子，讲究排场，由于你的努力上进，成功与胜利的祝贺经常萦绕耳边，你对人生充满期待，采取乐观进去的态度。做事有魄力，能 够独当一面，只是缺乏规划能力，应当多听听幕僚的意见&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;6、紫色&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;你喜欢充满刺激、具有挑战性的生活。懂得把握自己的机会表现魅力，生活美满且多姿多彩，因为你是热情又好奇的人&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;7、咖啡色&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;你是个重视名誉和尊严的人，习惯在平淡的生活中求取进步，对人非常宽厚，从来不在乎周遭的朋友有什么过失，你只是安分守己的过生活，是个平凡可靠的人。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;8、黑色&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;你的思考条理分明，非常具理性，乐于为人服务。有许多理想和梦想没有实现。你现在想认真完成一些工作来弥补未完成的梦想，有认真工作接受命运安排的性格。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;六、用你的直觉排出下面你最喜欢的物品的顺序...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.山 2.海 3.花 4.火车&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;六、你选择另一半的考量顺序&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;山——健康&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;海——内涵&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;花——外表&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;火车——性&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;七、想一想当你肚子有点饿，又不会太饿。而 你手边又有一堆录影带、港剧时，你会拿下列哪一样食物来活动唇齿??&lt;br /&gt;1、糕点、饼干类&lt;br /&gt;2、披萨&lt;br /&gt;3、炸鸡、汉堡、薯条&lt;br /&gt;4、牛肉面、饭类&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;七、测出你个性的特点&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;1、糕点、饼干类&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;你的个性天真、活泼、恬淡，又容易相处，且性情温和，乐于助人，是个标准的乐天派。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;2、披萨&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;你具有艺术家的自傲性格，叛逆味道极重。最好收敛点你的自以为是。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;3、炸鸡、汉堡、薯条&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;你是个标准的现代人，你讨厌孤单、害怕寂寞，感情脆弱的可以，一般而言你缺乏冲劲。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;4、牛肉面、饭类&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;你有些愤世嫉俗，所以你对于与他人之间的礼貌往来，及社交活动，都显得不耐烦和排斥。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;编后语：是不是很神奇呢？结合了性格色学，情感色学……如果你也觉得很神奇，一定不要忘记分享给你的好友哦~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-7094187792738795173?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/7094187792738795173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=7094187792738795173&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/7094187792738795173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/7094187792738795173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html' title='心理测验'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-1953021511205471009</id><published>2011-06-07T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T10:45:19.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rot</title><content type='html'>A process of deterioration, decaying or decline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well seriously, I'm a person with low motivation to do things that I'm supposed to do. [Reading, house chores, piano, exercise etc etc]&lt;br /&gt;And this seemingly endless holiday does NOTHING to fight against it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go somewhere else as long as I'm not in house to start gripping a book and actually start reading it.! Weird huh?&lt;br /&gt;At times, I would travel all the way to town by bus, find a comfortable place [Well preferably oldtown/starbuck] and spend a few hours there just to have a meal and treat that place as a mini library, haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess the waiter there recognize my face already. lol. Anyway, that's one of the way to 'force' me, well to move me into action of reading! If not, I will be instead being sloppy around in house. Sticking to the bed.sofa/couch/anything sleep-able like a freaking bee towards honey. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I have to bulk up and start doing things I should do! I want to have the school start now!! So that my life will get more interesting than its mundane routine repeating itself endlessly like what's happening right now = =''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hxw-ZmmbFXU/Te5jofMsWSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/zF3-PtMDso0/s1600/PUDGE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hxw-ZmmbFXU/Te5jofMsWSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/zF3-PtMDso0/s320/PUDGE.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Rotting like a pudge..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-1953021511205471009?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/1953021511205471009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=1953021511205471009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/1953021511205471009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/1953021511205471009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/06/rot.html' title='Rot'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hxw-ZmmbFXU/Te5jofMsWSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/zF3-PtMDso0/s72-c/PUDGE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-8801202535225685307</id><published>2011-05-29T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T06:45:42.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Humans vs animals.</title><content type='html'>Have you ever think, what differs us from animal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O4r6huDMa-M/TeJD5y3GEtI/AAAAAAAAAOg/CkvkPGEDR8s/s1600/FINAL_dog_man_doctored_picture1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="275" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O4r6huDMa-M/TeJD5y3GEtI/AAAAAAAAAOg/CkvkPGEDR8s/s320/FINAL_dog_man_doctored_picture1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I find this particularly amusing. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, back to my central point. What's the difference between humans, and animals?&lt;br /&gt;No no no, not biologically/physiologically.. Morally, ethically!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dogs pee around, humans don't! [Well, generally]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can conceive, process, and react, the main advantage of being a human, the possession of a brain. Other living organism on this planet might have advance neural system but none as subtle as human's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that's biologically, I'm slapping my face with my own words, being contradictory here.haha~&lt;br /&gt;So, we can response to stimuli, think ahead, and react well, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why are there people, who has the shape of a human, but heart/attitude/actions like an animal?&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok, maybe I'm being a bit too harsh here.. but then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think, besides brain, our soul is what constitutes the difference between humans and animals! Animals have instinct, not soul. They exist in the world, to survive, reproduce. Seems to me like its the end of it for the job of an animal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, why human are here, in this world-Earth, anyway?&lt;br /&gt;We serve to survive, to reproduce, that's all too? So you saw that equation already? Inconceivable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh my fleeting ideas are all around randomly, there's no central idea to this post I guess?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. ahh.. err.. OH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered, I would like to mention winyee's effort over here. [Seemingly small, but highly rare!]&lt;br /&gt;She went to a night market, and because of the insufficiency [or rather, none] of dustbin over there, she brought the containers/plastics/remainder of her food ALL THE WAY back to her hostel to dispose it! Now, that's something we should really reflect upon ourselves, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask yourselves, how many of us could do what she did? although its something REALLY simple, well, simple yet seriously inconvenient. Choose, to bring back all the way back home to throw the rubbish, or to dispose it right away, there and then.&lt;br /&gt;We might think, 'well, the bandaraya are paid for these anyway, why would I care?'&lt;br /&gt;Or&lt;br /&gt;'Everybody is doing it la! You are plain dumb for not doing it too!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be frank, I'm seriously revolted with the 2nd thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These people, swayed by the norm like a rootless grass, can't think for themselves and make the correct decision!&lt;br /&gt;Scenario 1: &lt;br /&gt;'Heyyy, all my friends are having Iphone2, it would be a SHAME for me to not have one, although I seriously don't see the advantage of having one' *starts creating more and more reasons to acquire one*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenario 2:&lt;br /&gt;'I think its bad to pay bribery'&lt;br /&gt;'DUDE..!! *with imba expression*, don't be a saint! Just pay they rm50 and its all settled, nobody is as dumb as u la!'&lt;br /&gt;'oh.. really? yeah i guess i shud pay bribery then..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things done by the norm is not necessarily good things, or right things to do.&lt;br /&gt;We see a lot of people smoking, we see a lot of people being numb towards the evil around and stay quiet being oppressed, we see, a lot of evil deeds, plot carried out, but still, we are here being incredulous of the possible changes we can make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINK..! HUMANS!! You are the advance organism with wisdom veiled organ--- THE BRAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y8Ym-0Amq04/TeJN6ALdU7I/AAAAAAAAAOk/fr3o47f4T8U/s1600/homer-simpson-wallpaper-brain-1024.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y8Ym-0Amq04/TeJN6ALdU7I/AAAAAAAAAOk/fr3o47f4T8U/s320/homer-simpson-wallpaper-brain-1024.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not yours... Or is it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-8801202535225685307?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/8801202535225685307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=8801202535225685307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/8801202535225685307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/8801202535225685307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/05/humans-vs-animals.html' title='Humans vs animals.'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O4r6huDMa-M/TeJD5y3GEtI/AAAAAAAAAOg/CkvkPGEDR8s/s72-c/FINAL_dog_man_doctored_picture1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-6104475468902269755</id><published>2011-05-25T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T08:27:43.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arts and culture.</title><content type='html'>What is the importance of arts, and culture? Like, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this phrase from a dancer, I forgot her name. 'What constitutes you, as a Malaysian, if its not by culture?'&lt;br /&gt;So, what makes a Malaysian, a Malaysian? Skin colour? Place of birth? Races?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider this scenario. A boy born in Malaysia, moved to US and came back after 20 years, he's nothing more but a Malaysia-born-American right?&lt;br /&gt;Even if someone is not aboriginal, if he masters the language and knows the culture and histories of Malaysia extensively, he's a Malaysian then, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, why arts and culture are important?&lt;br /&gt;Especially art pieces, its the crystalisation of thoughts, efforts, time, desire and hope from an artist.&lt;br /&gt;Some appreciates it but most do not.&lt;br /&gt;They see it as mere items, profitable items intended for business.&lt;br /&gt;Some see arts as accompaniment, or ornaments. Just a collection for satisfactory purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Society nowadays are more inclined into the advancement of science and technology [generally], who would ever spend time to appreciate, or even to hold back just a minute to ponder upon the real meaning behind the gradually fading arts and culture we are having now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in no way expert in arts and culture, but I'm learning on how to appreciate it, because arts and culture are the essence of the human, the root of the society we are living in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art and culture, it serves as an international language, transcending national barriers, knows no limit. It doesn't cater for specific ethnic, skin colour, nation, races etc etc.. Its for EVERYONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The power of arts and culture might not be as prevailing as issues like politics, or economics, but it certainly changes the heart of humans and it acts as the basic force to trigger a wave of change. An era of peacefulness relies heavily on the propagation, toleration and comprehension of arts and cultures of different parts of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think? I used some thoughts in here from the book&amp;nbsp; &lt;the dialogue="" the="" with="" youth=""&gt; by Daisaku Ikeda. I find it useful, because it really causes me to ask myself, why is arts and culture is so important, anyway?&lt;/the&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-6104475468902269755?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/6104475468902269755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=6104475468902269755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/6104475468902269755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/6104475468902269755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/05/arts-and-culture.html' title='Arts and culture.'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-7383719130935421942</id><published>2011-05-23T06:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T06:35:55.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW SONGS!</title><content type='html'>ehhh please enjoy my latest updates on the Ipod! hahaha, i mean the one at the RHS of this page =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-7383719130935421942?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/7383719130935421942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=7383719130935421942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/7383719130935421942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/7383719130935421942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/05/new-songs.html' title='NEW SONGS!'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-176983058155892962</id><published>2011-05-19T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T04:14:57.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Droplets of liquid.</title><content type='html'>What a liberation!&lt;br /&gt;It has been some time, since I last running around under the downpour, to be drenched and soaked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart pounding harder and harder each moment.&lt;br /&gt;The soul yearning to yell, stronger, and stronger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The warmer you get inside, the colder you felt, as the gripping chill freezes you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And till a point that you no longer has the breath to run anymore. You stayed, and you savour the icy drops flowing down your face..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obscured specs, rumpled hair, dripping shirt and heavy jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels great alright! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u7ssZKX6X3g/TdT7mLrBMFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/5ngWo0JKl3A/s1600/girl-in-the-rain.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u7ssZKX6X3g/TdT7mLrBMFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/5ngWo0JKl3A/s320/girl-in-the-rain.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-176983058155892962?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/176983058155892962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=176983058155892962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/176983058155892962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/176983058155892962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/05/droplets-of-liquid.html' title='Droplets of liquid.'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u7ssZKX6X3g/TdT7mLrBMFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/5ngWo0JKl3A/s72-c/girl-in-the-rain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-2452356934480405818</id><published>2011-05-14T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T09:21:22.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Affection</title><content type='html'>There are times where the sense of being secluded settles in, causing me to be perturbed.&lt;br /&gt;In some very small actions where you might think it is no big deal, where you think nothing's wrong with it, I might take it seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Sensitive?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, but this sensitive side of mine can be categorized as a negative face of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times, where I feel really tired to be the one initiating..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I want to be initiated, you know?&lt;br /&gt;Now I know how YOU[That someone] feel when similar things happens to you, seems like all effort poured in sees no effect, futile, disintegrate into nothingness, null, void.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times, where, my cheeks are too tired to be crooked into a smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-2452356934480405818?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/2452356934480405818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=2452356934480405818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/2452356934480405818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/2452356934480405818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/05/affection.html' title='Affection'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-2989402476793692222</id><published>2011-05-11T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T10:59:39.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ten World.</title><content type='html'>This is one of the teachings that I find it quite interesting, and maybe some of you could find yourselves in some of the categories sometimes =D&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, its gonna be slightly long, hope you guys are patient enough to go through it =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten states of life inherent in each individual, and through which one passes from moment to moment. The ten states of life are :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hell&lt;/b&gt; : A state in which one feels totally trapped by one's circumstances, sometimes dominated by frustrated rage and the impulse to destroy oneself and everything else. In this state, one is devoid of freedom, has very little life force and undergoes extreme and indescribable suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hunger&lt;/b&gt; : A state characterised by an insatiable desire for food, sex, power, wealth, fame, pleasure and so on. One in this state is tormented by relentless craving and the inability to relieve it, even when one's desire is achieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Animality&lt;/b&gt; : A state governed by instinct, in which one has no sense of reason or morality, and lives only the present. One in this state fears the strong, despises and dominates the weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Asuras[Anger]&lt;/b&gt; : A state dominated by the selfish ego, competitiveness, arrogance, and the need to be superior in all things. Hell, Hunger, Animality and Anger are called collectively the four evil paths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Humanity&lt;/b&gt; : In this calm state, one can pass fair judgment , control instinctive desires with reason, and act in harmony with the environment. However, it is a sensitive state and one can easily find oneself in Hell if it is disrupted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Heavenly beings [Heaven]&lt;/b&gt; : The pleasure one feels when one's desires are fulfilled. Unlike the true happiness of Buddhahood, however, this state is temporary and disappears with the passage of time, or even the slightest change of circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The majority of people spend most of their time moving back and forth amongst these six lower worlds, governed totally by their reactions to external influences and therefore extremely vulnerable to changing circumstances. The four higher worlds, or 'noble paths' are characterised by the fact that one needs to make effort to manifest them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Voice-hearers[Learning]&lt;/b&gt; : A state in which one seeks some skills, lasting truth or self reformation through the teachings of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Caused-awakened[Realisation] &lt;/b&gt;: A state in which one discovers a partial truth through one's own observation and effort. The worlds of Learning and Realisation are closely related, but have the defect that in these states people can easily become self centred and arrogant, thinking they have nothing else to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bodhisattvas :&lt;/b&gt; In this state, one not only aspires for enlightenment oneself, but also devotes oneslf to relieving the suffering of others through compassionate, altruistic actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Buddha [Buddhahood]&lt;/b&gt; : The state of true, indestructible happiness, a condition of perfect and absolute freedom, characterised by boundless wisdom, courage, compassion and life-force. Since each state mutually possesses the other ten, in this state even the four evil paths reveal their positive and fundamentally enlightened aspects. Thus, our understanding of &lt;b&gt;Hell &lt;/b&gt;becomes the basis for compassion, &lt;b&gt;Hunger&lt;/b&gt; is transformed into the desire to help others reveal their own Buddhahood, &lt;b&gt;Animality&lt;/b&gt; reveals instinctive wisdom, and &lt;b&gt;Anger &lt;/b&gt;fuels the passion for peace and freedom in society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you guys think? Do you feel that you are in some realm / state of life constantly? or is it changing?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-2989402476793692222?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/2989402476793692222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=2989402476793692222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/2989402476793692222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/2989402476793692222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/05/ten-world.html' title='The Ten World.'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-4856353235374997098</id><published>2011-05-07T02:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T02:35:28.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Facial</title><content type='html'>1st time in my life my face is caressed by a beauty for almost 2 hours!! *Excited*&lt;br /&gt;lol hahahah&lt;br /&gt;Mom was going to sg chua, she asked if I wan2 have a facial treatment or not, I said, cincai laa aiyaa, no harm done trying oso.&lt;br /&gt;Plus today got 50% off, initial price was rm168, after discount rm84, not bad lorrrr..&lt;br /&gt;Seriously LOTSSSS of procedures!&lt;br /&gt;I remembered a few was..&lt;br /&gt;-Cleansing&lt;br /&gt;-Keep wiping with some cool gel&lt;br /&gt;-Pressing those blocked pores [OUCH!! INI PROCESS SAKIT DEY! When she reaches my nose, cant really breathe normally, have to control my breath haha]&lt;br /&gt;-Massaging&lt;br /&gt;-Ultrasound&lt;br /&gt;-Mask&lt;br /&gt;-Toner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 2 hours laying down there and have my face owned my other people haha..&lt;br /&gt;Rather awkward actually, I felt my ears turned hot and red when she first touch my face lol wth., nvm, shall get use to this feeling =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facial is fun!! lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-4856353235374997098?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/4856353235374997098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=4856353235374997098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/4856353235374997098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/4856353235374997098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/05/facial.html' title='Facial'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-5334244981587131600</id><published>2011-05-06T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T08:42:53.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Desertification of Human Spirit.</title><content type='html'>I came across this phrase during the SOH exhibition..&lt;br /&gt;'In a broader sense, desertification of the planet in the deepest level shows the desertification of human spirit.'&lt;br /&gt;Able to digest it?&lt;br /&gt;It means that, the deterioration of the planet, the emerging and expansion of desert all around the world, can be rooted down to the insensitivity, or the lack of empathy in human spirit, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched a video, sourced from FB. A young girl being 'raped' in front of a hotel, it was morning, and there were A LOT OF PASSER BY. That man was so desperate that he go and ripped the girl's clothes off and start licking her BxxBs, that girl was unconscious, mayb drunk, or possibly drugged&lt;br /&gt;But&lt;br /&gt;-no one even stopped and looked at them&lt;br /&gt;-no one even stopped and asked if everything's alright&lt;br /&gt;-no one even stopped and question if this is socially right to do this&lt;br /&gt;In their eyes, they are invisible. Nothing happened, at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this another video I came across where there is this man and woman fighting on a street.&lt;br /&gt;Well, not much of a fight because the guy was practically pummeling the woman and kicking like she's some lifeless sandbag&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me, no matter how wrong could it be, it MUST NOT BE SETTLED with such violence, as it will bring more violence as aftermaths! Yea probably the girl cheat on him on something, or there was some complicated house affairs, but still..&lt;br /&gt;And again, there were like 20-30 people watching that brawl, NONE helped. NONE.&lt;br /&gt;Through that vid, I can sense the grayness in their eyes.. The coldness, and the none-of-my-business-better-not-drag-shit-on-me attitude...&lt;br /&gt;This is quite sad right?&lt;br /&gt;I believe to help someone, 1st of all, of course, you must consider the safety factor 1st, and if you initiate a movement, there will be people following you as well, just like domino!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, quite disappointed.. Although I'm talking a lot here, I seriously hope that I can spring into action IF I'm to encounter any conflict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A heart to help is all it needs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-5334244981587131600?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/5334244981587131600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=5334244981587131600&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/5334244981587131600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/5334244981587131600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/05/desertification-of-human-spirit.html' title='Desertification of Human Spirit.'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-6086725187800047615</id><published>2011-05-02T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T06:03:18.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Colgate</title><content type='html'>I shall summarize my experience for the past few weeks into one short simple post, if not, you guys would have start mouthing bubbles while trying to finish it. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st stop, PENANG!&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh, what could best describe penang other than the word F.O.O.D? We stayed in a hotel which is nearby a few restaurants, so, supper is a daily routine for us there.. Hmmmm, nothing much happened there actually. But since it was the first marquee event, I became the ARMPIT RAISER and lost my voice for the 1st day! [Only a selected few understand what armpit raiser means though]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more details about this armpit raiser thingy:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.facebook.com/brianfam/posts/10150181624464101?ref=notif&amp;amp;notif_t=feed_comment#!/photo.php?fbid=10150149027727338&amp;amp;set=t.736009100&amp;amp;type=1&amp;amp;theater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. What else? owh, we played DARE OR DARE in the hotel for the last day before going back to KL. It was INSANE! lol, can't reveal much here though. lol but there are a few things I've never done in my life, done. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When everybody is having their own sweet time having some rest, I proceeded to Klang as my 2nd stop to attend the mini marquee event, which is only held responsible by me and Jia wern.. It means that, I'm away from home for nearly 2 weeks! wow~ hahaha, and just to emphasize the fact that I'm all alone =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there's one seriously interesting event took place there.&lt;br /&gt;There was this uncle, which is.. err.. I duno, inquisitive? he asked about EVERYTHING IN THIS EARTH.&lt;br /&gt;He asked that, do you think the cows 1000 years ago is the same as now?&lt;br /&gt;Then since he's crappy, HE MET THE RIGHT PERSON! [lol?]&lt;br /&gt;I said stuff like evolution la, urbanization laa and talked about how come now got burger then last time no burger? Because human is getting smarter and wants to improvise [!!]&lt;br /&gt;then he asked me, 'so, last time don have car? don have shopping complex all these?'&lt;br /&gt;I was like &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;WTH?! U CAME FROM MARS OR SUMTHING? &lt;/span&gt;but of course, maintaining my calm-professional-detailer-poker-face I replied him 'yeahh, its all about the brain~' lol...&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, very bizarre. lol, like, seriously lol!! [!!!] [just to express my astonishment, and get this style from &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;nancy&lt;/span&gt; haha]&lt;br /&gt;And you know what? our conversation lasted for almost &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;AN HOUR!! &lt;/span&gt;Dude! It would be better if its a she! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.facebook.com/brianfam/posts/10150181624464101?ref=notif&amp;amp;notif_t=feed_comment#!/photo.php?fbid=10150149028542338&amp;amp;set=t.736009100&amp;amp;type=1&amp;amp;theater&lt;br /&gt;They forcing me to take pic with that uncle lol.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the last station would be in K.terengganu, just came back and reached home today =)&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much in KT, except the thing that there's no night activity in KT!&lt;br /&gt;Their CC has to operate secretly after 12, imagine that? We have to go to CC to print out something, it was 1 in the morning and we have to like, roll up the rollershutter quietly just to like, somehow sneak in the CC, wa lao eh, freaking worried suddenly got some police come in a raid us or sumthing lol.&lt;br /&gt;Lekor rebus... sucks, &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;BIG TIME!&lt;/span&gt; [Style daripada norman]&lt;br /&gt;And the best thing about this KT trip is that we played 'the murderer' for the whole night before flying back to KL.. crazy, all x mau tido.. omg that game seriously manage to make my stomach cramp.. haha&lt;br /&gt;so that's all i guess for the few trips i've been through throughout April!&lt;br /&gt;May is coming and there are already plans ahead, stay tuned! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-6086725187800047615?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/6086725187800047615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=6086725187800047615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/6086725187800047615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/6086725187800047615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/05/colgate.html' title='Colgate'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-7803167789749810438</id><published>2011-04-26T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T21:22:23.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holes</title><content type='html'>There is this story recurring in email LONNGGG TIME AGOOO, saying a short story between a father and his angry son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Jack[cliche name lol] is a very angry boy, and he constantly gets frustrated/annoyed/anguished/enraged by small petty things. His father tells him that, everytime you get angry, hammer a nail on a board of plank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The number of nails hammered were numerous at first, but as days gone by, the child managed to control the devil within and decrease the frequency of hammering..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So one day when he ceased the act of hammering and become a good boy, his dad asked him to remove all the nails he once knocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9SHNznf6cAk/TbeZd2scp6I/AAAAAAAAAOY/P4Iek-k4JEU/s1600/article-page-main-ehow-uk-images-a07-87-dg-fill-holes-textured-wall-paint-800x800.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9SHNznf6cAk/TbeZd2scp6I/AAAAAAAAAOY/P4Iek-k4JEU/s1600/article-page-main-ehow-uk-images-a07-87-dg-fill-holes-textured-wall-paint-800x800.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Holes are left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guilt felt was immense.&lt;br /&gt;What this story is trying to tell is that, what we've done in the past will certainly cause some consequences and in some cases, its irreversible..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-7803167789749810438?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/7803167789749810438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=7803167789749810438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/7803167789749810438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/7803167789749810438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/04/holes.html' title='Holes'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9SHNznf6cAk/TbeZd2scp6I/AAAAAAAAAOY/P4Iek-k4JEU/s72-c/article-page-main-ehow-uk-images-a07-87-dg-fill-holes-textured-wall-paint-800x800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-789771710435668733</id><published>2011-04-19T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T10:10:06.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As I promised.</title><content type='html'>This is.. well, actually supposed to be together with my previous birthday post, but urm, well, I urm... somehow DROPPED OUT the topic, so yeah, here goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yvz7m2o0apE/Ta2-a8Di5II/AAAAAAAAAOI/ug2hDoA9gq8/s1600/DSC04586.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yvz7m2o0apE/Ta2-a8Di5II/AAAAAAAAAOI/ug2hDoA9gq8/s320/DSC04586.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My first ever hand made and customized birthday card received! The ribbon is kinda cute though. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PwvCRYVjLhQ/Ta2-x_cIv9I/AAAAAAAAAOM/F06zs8AJAw8/s1600/DSC04587.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PwvCRYVjLhQ/Ta2-x_cIv9I/AAAAAAAAAOM/F06zs8AJAw8/s320/DSC04587.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Going in, having a few random white dots and lines up there, with some random bird singing and wishing me? [lol, imagination yang teramat sangat kaya.]&lt;br /&gt;Ok la, at least she drew the cake and birds herself ok! which i think i cant do it. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zoW1dWJHppY/Ta29phkDu2I/AAAAAAAAAOA/rl0ZL-MzW2Q/s1600/DSC04588.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zoW1dWJHppY/Ta29phkDu2I/AAAAAAAAAOA/rl0ZL-MzW2Q/s320/DSC04588.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That's not all, this birthday card comes with a 3D feature! flipping open the yellow page just now with the cake and birds, and you will get into this secret page of her wishing me to have my wish come true. which is to attain slim and slender body, LIKE HIM?! lol.. ohh, make me jealous jer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, double surprise when this birthday card came in the form of letter, haahaha, dah la jarang receive letter, excited~ haha thanks Miss A, your effort is highly appreciated =)&lt;br /&gt;Will keep this in my drawer with all other belongings of mine that I treasure =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;Something random :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cl4Ue6OqqtE/Ta2-B9OPWCI/AAAAAAAAAOE/9GPGnuY_gs0/s1600/DSC04591.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cl4Ue6OqqtE/Ta2-B9OPWCI/AAAAAAAAAOE/9GPGnuY_gs0/s320/DSC04591.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proud laa, hahaha.. after this exhibition, I'm gonna do some presentation about Salvador Dali's lead crystal sculpture. He's a world renowned 20th century artist! And, have to absorb lots of things to start guiding people through those artwork!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G9GdN_4QwZU/Ta3BisUaEUI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/RKE48CJHlBI/s1600/Salvador-Dali-Painting-002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="229" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G9GdN_4QwZU/Ta3BisUaEUI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/RKE48CJHlBI/s320/Salvador-Dali-Painting-002.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One of his famous paintings, although this time we are gonna exhibit his sculpture, not his painting. But as you can see, his work is, well.. kinda abstract. and this picture actually gives me some sense of uneasiness.. hmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-789771710435668733?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/789771710435668733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=789771710435668733&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/789771710435668733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/789771710435668733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/04/as-i-promised.html' title='As I promised.'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yvz7m2o0apE/Ta2-a8Di5II/AAAAAAAAAOI/ug2hDoA9gq8/s72-c/DSC04586.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-6902187341631773985</id><published>2011-04-11T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T10:00:28.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday to me =D</title><content type='html'>well, it was a rather surprising one i would say =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning, we [alex me and yap] had a simple tkd demonstration in a primary school, and i must say, small kids are easily amazed, lol.. just a few planks breaking and self defense moves can make their mouths gaped in awe =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, went midV to treat alex something good after that performance, since I owed him a meal because he intro-ed me the GAB job, since lasttt time.. haha, although its my birthday but i treat people pulak. lol, nvm, as long as everybody is happy =D&lt;br /&gt;And I had fun eating too! since Ive never been in that shop before~&lt;br /&gt;sushi tei~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vGCUoISB5bA/TaMvKq2GBEI/AAAAAAAAAN0/hm2yPALmyUg/s1600/30032011035.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vGCUoISB5bA/TaMvKq2GBEI/AAAAAAAAAN0/hm2yPALmyUg/s320/30032011035.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Can u see HOW THICK that unagi is??? ooohhh! scrumptious! Really full in a whole bite of it =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WlWyqdAU6Mk/TaMvNxZPlcI/AAAAAAAAAN4/j0S94WOrkI8/s1600/30032011037.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WlWyqdAU6Mk/TaMvNxZPlcI/AAAAAAAAAN4/j0S94WOrkI8/s320/30032011037.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had this curry rice with fried chicken fillet, its something like a mixture of mamak curry and maggi's MSG's taste, taste nice nevertheless. Cant take my hands off curry. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SGclEQ179bA/TaMvP_ysf7I/AAAAAAAAAN8/FX7bJAkJuiI/s1600/30032011038.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SGclEQ179bA/TaMvP_ysf7I/AAAAAAAAAN8/FX7bJAkJuiI/s320/30032011038.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Since its my birthday, so just indulge myself in stuff I usually wont buy, haha, this gelato fruit drink thingy cost me rm15! wa lao, a few slurp and its gone~ lol.. orange and dragon fruit mixture, taste like orange juice only though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened next, went to some japanese items selling shop since SA wan2 buy some sweet, then went back kajang.&lt;br /&gt;And so I thought that's it for my bday, not really exciting/special/happening but its actually ok for me since I don't really look forward for my bday haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mana tau at night, yap called me as say wan2 come to my hse to save something.. so, ok lor, after he entered my hse d, mayb after 30 mins or so, suddenly he said my neighbour calling me.&lt;br /&gt;That time i was in the kitchen washing my dishes, TOPLESS, and, without thinking much, clumsily fumbled around the nearest pile of shirts available and wore it[luckily] to meet my so-called-neighbour, but to be surprised by 2 leng lui holding a candle-litted cake =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had some nice chatting session and stuff like that, the cake doesnt matter, at all, but the sincerity you guys had for me, I'm really happy with it =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks! hahaha.. up next will be my trip to penang and klang! seriously lots of things to tell, so I got a bit lazy to blog bout it hahahaha, till then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-6902187341631773985?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/6902187341631773985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=6902187341631773985&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/6902187341631773985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/6902187341631773985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-birthday-to-me-d.html' title='Happy birthday to me =D'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vGCUoISB5bA/TaMvKq2GBEI/AAAAAAAAAN0/hm2yPALmyUg/s72-c/30032011035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-3244218790048837685</id><published>2011-03-24T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T22:52:55.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Obsession.</title><content type='html'>Is obsession something good?&lt;br /&gt;It drives you and leads you faster, but accompanied by inevitable sense of insecurity and over expectation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To talk about it in a different aspect.&lt;br /&gt;Obsession in relationship, in love.&lt;br /&gt;You will tend to expect more than what your partner could give, that's realllly bad right?&lt;br /&gt;Being so freaking obsessive that you are so engrossed in how your partner thinks and what your partner does ALL THE TIME.&lt;br /&gt;To the extent that it progresses from caring -----&amp;gt; unnecessary paranoia. A disturbing relationship..&lt;br /&gt;And there are even cases where you actually hope for some kind of repayment, a compensation for the sacrifice you had for him/her. But often ending up in disappointment as your partner does not realize your intention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a sentence that I truly agree upon&lt;br /&gt;有时并不是对方不关心你, 而是你把对方看得太重!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a problem I had since young and I realize this is bad. like, SERIOUSLY BAD.&lt;br /&gt;I can feel the toll of this issue even though I'm not in a relationship currently, how can my future partner withstand this strangulating nature of mine??&lt;br /&gt;I think the way out for this obsession issue, is to be more carefree, and to put more trust in your partner? Yeah, to be confident, that's the word for it&amp;nbsp; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only in relationship, being overzealous or obsessive in your workplace might cause trouble too!&lt;br /&gt;Dismissing the process and emphasizing the outcome, this way could cause a lot of friction and your PR might be bad? In a bad way la... And I guess obsession is part of the ways how perfectionist lives with too, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I guess obsession is a tool used to create more damage than to create value, that's what I personally think laa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, 2 post in a day, I guess this is my 1st time.. Just to kill my time. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-3244218790048837685?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/3244218790048837685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=3244218790048837685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/3244218790048837685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/3244218790048837685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/03/obsession.html' title='Obsession.'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-8687359691929748291</id><published>2011-03-14T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T09:49:42.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A new vista?</title><content type='html'>NUS?&lt;br /&gt;NTU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Spore recently to survey their U since they are having their open day. I must say I was impressed by the faultless facilities available there, am talking about NTU cuz didn't have time to tour around NUS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that bothers me now, which was actually brushed out from my thoughts but later reignited by that korean make up lover Miss M.Y, is money. And, my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, LETS SAY if I managed to enter either U in Spore. [Which is a slim chance there], and to complete the life sciences degree for 4 years. The tuition fee itself cost me about few hundred K of RM d.. And if I take loan, I can always pay it back while I'm working. But what could a degree holder work as in Spore? Max about, say, SD3-4k? dats already quite generous to myself for an assumption.And to let you guys know the fact that houses or estates in Spore is crazily expensive. A medium sized room that fits about 2 beds and a small cupboard cost u SD500 per month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To settle down there? Or to come back malaysia and work? Earning Rm but paying debt in SD? Ouch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to change my attitude, because I know, IF I'm to enter there, for sure there will be no more procrastinating for me in order to catch up with the rapid foot pace..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH SAYA TAK TAUUUUUU&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-8687359691929748291?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/8687359691929748291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=8687359691929748291&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/8687359691929748291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/8687359691929748291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/03/new-vista.html' title='A new vista?'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-7282854298163390713</id><published>2011-03-07T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T08:45:29.829-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jogoya!</title><content type='html'>Went Jogoya with kw, foo and TJ, couples day out? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall make this post more interesting by uploading more pics, let them do all the talking =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat commuter to kl sentral, then had monorail to bukit bintang, I FORGOT HOW TO GO!&lt;br /&gt;Resulting in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-2x_cNw_xZsk/TXT-GKPuwrI/AAAAAAAAAMc/AnATAU_95Yc/s1600/DSC04449.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-2x_cNw_xZsk/TXT-GKPuwrI/AAAAAAAAAMc/AnATAU_95Yc/s320/DSC04449.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sweaty figure once reaching the mariotte hotel... TJ masih ada mood haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-03r8DX2kRYg/TXT93kvDLjI/AAAAAAAAAMY/tH5tzZQWqdw/s1600/DSC04448.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-03r8DX2kRYg/TXT93kvDLjI/AAAAAAAAAMY/tH5tzZQWqdw/s320/DSC04448.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Foo and kw, sudah kelaparan cuz jogoya onli opens at 11.30! half an hour of waiting is so dreading huh? lol, anyway, foo's priceless expression haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Z5lagL3YcVU/TXT-V29RvBI/AAAAAAAAAMg/a5uI8TQbLYw/s1600/DSC04451.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Z5lagL3YcVU/TXT-V29RvBI/AAAAAAAAAMg/a5uI8TQbLYw/s320/DSC04451.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;5 mins before 11.30am, sudah tentu masuk toilet gao dim everything baru go in 'berperang!'. lol, cant miss the chance to take pic again tho. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-HEiegJo24pY/TXT_HaGkCUI/AAAAAAAAAMs/f34p0Yln2QY/s1600/DSC04460.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-HEiegJo24pY/TXT_HaGkCUI/AAAAAAAAAMs/f34p0Yln2QY/s320/DSC04460.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1st thing to eat! tomyam soup! to invigorate my senses~ haha, love the fish and the bamboo seafood in it lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-nu5wm7yIQYM/TXUBEVX0VVI/AAAAAAAAANQ/eVnnvhxrlOA/s1600/DSC04515.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-nu5wm7yIQYM/TXUBEVX0VVI/AAAAAAAAANQ/eVnnvhxrlOA/s320/DSC04515.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-yITgjunPno8/TXT-2FlO30I/AAAAAAAAAMo/iwx8iNfoaU8/s1600/DSC04457.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-yITgjunPno8/TXT-2FlO30I/AAAAAAAAAMo/iwx8iNfoaU8/s320/DSC04457.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Fry items!! But it started to revolts me when I'm very full haha, its slightly too oily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-2PTotcLMqE4/TXT_32JUlCI/AAAAAAAAAM4/ipoi4TuN2xQ/s1600/DSC04482.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-2PTotcLMqE4/TXT_32JUlCI/AAAAAAAAAM4/ipoi4TuN2xQ/s320/DSC04482.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Nancy's 'cendol' hahahaa, actually its japanese mee soba, weird taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-sl_klbIUnI8/TXUAGMJztxI/AAAAAAAAAM8/dL_19N-tVYo/s1600/DSC04485.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-sl_klbIUnI8/TXUAGMJztxI/AAAAAAAAAM8/dL_19N-tVYo/s320/DSC04485.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ais kacang! Yang tak menjadi.. haha, put too much ingredients inside in wrong proportion, not as nice as normal ais kacang lol. somehow reminds me of wye kit and his air kapur. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-zlk98TF0v2s/TXT_pVs6RuI/AAAAAAAAAM0/x3FKnxaa7aM/s1600/DSC04480.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-zlk98TF0v2s/TXT_pVs6RuI/AAAAAAAAAM0/x3FKnxaa7aM/s320/DSC04480.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1st time trying this, not too bad actually~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-hUv-idjS5Fc/TXUASeDdlKI/AAAAAAAAANA/Tpe5xA_-kzM/s1600/DSC04491.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-hUv-idjS5Fc/TXUASeDdlKI/AAAAAAAAANA/Tpe5xA_-kzM/s320/DSC04491.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is AWESOME!! As what TJ said, the layers of the flesh can be seen distinctly, means its very fresh.. sauteed lightly in their special soy sauce with the freshness of this fish is what it takes to draw your breathe =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-h_PqMvX2yAw/TXUA2-ZljlI/AAAAAAAAANM/Eg7fDhSuXwA/s1600/DSC04514.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-h_PqMvX2yAw/TXUA2-ZljlI/AAAAAAAAANM/Eg7fDhSuXwA/s320/DSC04514.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This came out only when we were about to leave. Its called as.. err.. Asian special dunno what bread dunno what pudding.. BREAD PUDDING?? weird! and it contains alcohol~ x try it tho haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-8qqAEP-6tLk/TXUBSMHl9ZI/AAAAAAAAANU/_SC-TJ6_rlE/s1600/DSC04517.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-8qqAEP-6tLk/TXUBSMHl9ZI/AAAAAAAAANU/_SC-TJ6_rlE/s320/DSC04517.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;waaa ini dish memang... its supposed to be some small lil fish kena deep fry. but when we eat it, WE FOUND NOTHING but the fried flour of it! its like eating a whole stick of oil lol yucks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-LZmo-WX3KPs/TXUBdqbsHHI/AAAAAAAAANY/WRVGMANI_cw/s1600/DSC04523.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-LZmo-WX3KPs/TXUBdqbsHHI/AAAAAAAAANY/WRVGMANI_cw/s320/DSC04523.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Picture of the day, I upload this cuz i look nice in it while TJ looked ROUND in it xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Pwj1Jr3u9qk/TXUB4AiPc9I/AAAAAAAAANc/4xoygup0ask/s1600/DSC04525.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Pwj1Jr3u9qk/TXUB4AiPc9I/AAAAAAAAANc/4xoygup0ask/s320/DSC04525.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And of course, AWWW~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after that quick lunch [yea its quick cuz we were in it for about 2 hrs only], we triggered our photoflash mode!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took so many pics that eventually the smile is getting more and more awkward. lol, but its fun oso la, so long x play zi pai d hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-AmS1J0unrHk/TXUCoxVdX0I/AAAAAAAAANk/lJR-nSSiC1k/s1600/DSC04551.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-AmS1J0unrHk/TXUCoxVdX0I/AAAAAAAAANk/lJR-nSSiC1k/s320/DSC04551.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Skill saya yang agak tak bagus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-LKvyWUmGLeo/TXUDAF1GaoI/AAAAAAAAANo/_H8PZmTOooI/s1600/DSC04555.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-LKvyWUmGLeo/TXUDAF1GaoI/AAAAAAAAANo/_H8PZmTOooI/s320/DSC04555.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Skill TJ yang agak noob...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan yang terakhir sekali...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drums rolling*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-k5knVl-tOts/TXUCRo7Z8aI/AAAAAAAAANg/TQ8s0q6ifRc/s1600/DSC04546.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-k5knVl-tOts/TXUCRo7Z8aI/AAAAAAAAANg/TQ8s0q6ifRc/s320/DSC04546.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Skill kok wai yang tak menjadi langsung!! lol... this was taken accidentally anyway, hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-BoqAmaicpao/TXUDY22A2NI/AAAAAAAAANs/di5fMxDxTNA/s1600/DSC04564.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-BoqAmaicpao/TXUDY22A2NI/AAAAAAAAANs/di5fMxDxTNA/s320/DSC04564.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And eventually i got so tired of taking noob pics, i got slightly frustrated! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only 2pm+ when we left Jogoya, so we decided to go Times to have a movie..&lt;br /&gt;Again, we got lost in SG WANG lol wth... memang teramat sgt noob yang tidak sekali tahap terhingga menlampau lampau kao kao... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-p6cjEAw2NE0/TXT9oEoc-UI/AAAAAAAAAMU/pE31NCNvYA0/s1600/DSC04570.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-p6cjEAw2NE0/TXT9oEoc-UI/AAAAAAAAAMU/pE31NCNvYA0/s320/DSC04570.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Watched 'I'm number 4'&lt;br /&gt;Not too bad seriously, worth a watch =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-3N6dWK8Lq9Q/TXULQ2mYvrI/AAAAAAAAANw/--yIzT_4BSA/s1600/DSC04524.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-3N6dWK8Lq9Q/TXULQ2mYvrI/AAAAAAAAANw/--yIzT_4BSA/s320/DSC04524.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyways, I personally like this pic cuz both of us look nice, hahaha, ok la TJ, at least a gud image of u in here ma rite =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a fun day no doubt! And i was worried that the number of ppl for the day would bring down the whole mood of the group! Obviously, I'm wrong =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-7282854298163390713?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/7282854298163390713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=7282854298163390713&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/7282854298163390713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/7282854298163390713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/03/jogoya.html' title='Jogoya!'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-2x_cNw_xZsk/TXT-GKPuwrI/AAAAAAAAAMc/AnATAU_95Yc/s72-c/DSC04449.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-908225181829265049</id><published>2011-03-06T01:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T01:12:10.065-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obstructions.</title><content type='html'>Glad to inform you guys that all 5 of us got the Colgate job =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now there are some difficulties.. This friday is the event training day, which is not only about regurgitating the script as what we'd done before and this coming wednesday..&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;I have to go Spore on that very day too! To check out more about NTU... shit mann..&lt;br /&gt;x kan laa call nicole to change the date of training just to suit my personal timetable? I'm the one working! not boss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if mom can go with bro while I stay in Msia? But to ask about all those education thing is my job actually = =''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then.. with my result and attitude, how to sustain there la... memang x bercadang wan2 study there d, jz to oblige my uncle that STRONGLY RECOMMEND me to go there and study zzz sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APA MACAM SEKARANG??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-908225181829265049?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/908225181829265049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=908225181829265049&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/908225181829265049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/908225181829265049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/03/obstructions.html' title='Obstructions.'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-5582492824497287343</id><published>2011-03-03T04:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T04:53:47.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its good to get occupied</title><content type='html'>Don't worry readers, I got over it already.. Previous post was a crystal of pure anger and frustration, and now that everything eased down, so nothing is not under control..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I decided not to go already, to bear with the guilt of mom not allowing me to go and have fun the same time? Nahh, can't do it.. But its ok la, I understand her situation, and at least I still can have fun in KL area? lol, next tuesday movie spree, and the following day food spree haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently got caught up with this Colgate project.&lt;br /&gt;Should elaborate more here.&lt;br /&gt;A few of us from the KHS went to interview, and was shortlisted as the candidate for Colgate roadshow, and we have to memorize WORDS BY WORDS from the Marquee Script, its not like MUET speaking you know, you can't use your own words, haha.. Because they say that script is from the legal firm la this la that la, lol.. So, just hafal a few pages of words lor..&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be D-Day to determine whether if we are eligible to work for that event or not, IF we really got that job [PRAYING REAL HARD] we got to travel to P.Penang, K.Terengganu and Klang! and the fun part is everything is done with friends, haha.. I bet we are gonna have a good time ther =) IF we get la.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, there will be the SOH[Seeds of Hope] exhibition in April at the Gakkai Cultural Centre, and I will be one of the exhibition guide there.. This time, it would be great difference from what I did back then in high school! Although its the same exhibition, but the spectators are from different walks of life! Adults, elite groups, small kids, housewives.. And I'm sure the challenge for me to convey the message will be bigger but I shall embrace it without fear! 24 panels here I come! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there will be a HSD[High school division] meet on the 18th of March, which, I'm gonna take part in it to judge a debate whether if the education system in Msia should be exam orientated or not.. The pro and cons of it la, and to make a all rounded up conclusion at the end of it.. So.. yeah, some memory power too~ haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that being occupied makes us being more active and to live life in a better manner, I don't like the feeling of being lazy around the whole day in house.. Wake up, wait for tired, eat already, wait for hungry.. You know, its like, seriously.. wasting the time of youth which is the golden era of one's life??? Although I have such opinion, I do procrastinate all the time and being lazy due to lack of motivation and I HAVE TO CHANGE THIS ASAP!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-5582492824497287343?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/5582492824497287343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=5582492824497287343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/5582492824497287343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/5582492824497287343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-good-to-get-occupied.html' title='Its good to get occupied'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-7402026379313034565</id><published>2011-03-01T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T07:14:44.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FREAKING CONSTRICTIVE!!</title><content type='html'>I'm typing this post in a very frustrated mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foong invited me to go and play at the Asean Water Park thingy.&lt;br /&gt;With some of the Jalan 4 gang and his UTAR friends, and i think, hey! this shud be something fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mana tau, mom don let&lt;br /&gt;Reason?&lt;br /&gt;That is a area with pond with it, DANGEROUS&lt;br /&gt;While trying to convince me that its dangerous, she used one of the drown case news in the papers today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;FUCHUK!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WALAOEHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;How old am I already? And still, I can't go to all those places alone??&lt;br /&gt;I can go with the condition that she will be joining together..&lt;br /&gt;Please la, I don't want to ruin the fun just because i want to join ok..&lt;br /&gt;zzzz&lt;br /&gt;Its ok for me and my mom to go for a trip together, but this trip is like, ALL-TEENS-TRIP and its organized by someone else, wa lao.. breathless at the thought of this lasso..&lt;br /&gt;Imagine I want to go clubbing and my mom wants to tag along because ITS DANGEROUS THERE, with the drugs and thugs! wth wth wth!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I have to click 'not attending' at that event. Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;I understand her worries, but i think its going over the limit, its getting near to paranoia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude! I'm gona go somewhere far someday! And now I cant go to a pond with friends?? Plain ridiculous..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she go and say, 'you ah, always got outing here and there! j4 fren la, hi skool fren la, SGM fren la yu hua frens la!'&lt;br /&gt;WTF&lt;br /&gt;macam la i keluar every single day and come back at midnite?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And those places that she lets me go is like, mid valley? Time square? = =''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quarreled, and she keep saying, 'now don't respect me dy la, always do decision only tell me, that's not asking for approval, that notifying'&lt;br /&gt;OK FINE! I WON'T GO! HAPPY? SATISFIED???&lt;br /&gt;Lemme just rot in house!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-7402026379313034565?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/7402026379313034565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=7402026379313034565&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/7402026379313034565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/7402026379313034565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/03/freaking-constrictive.html' title='FREAKING CONSTRICTIVE!!'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-206835163325710706</id><published>2011-02-26T06:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T06:04:55.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Path to be taken..</title><content type='html'>Went through foo's blog and looking at her effort in researching what courses and universities appropriate for her makes me feel so.. unproductive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been being lazy around for a couple of days..&lt;br /&gt;Not doing my bed&lt;br /&gt;Not cleaning the house&lt;br /&gt;Not practicing the piano&lt;br /&gt;Not doing ANYTHING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so lazy that I just skipped my lunch and breakfast by oversleeping the whole day... = =''&lt;br /&gt;All my juice of laziness oozing out dy.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, not like others.&lt;br /&gt;Norman taking up short courses about financing stuff&lt;br /&gt;Other people working hard everyday to earn extra pocket money..&lt;br /&gt;ME? sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for the MCA talk a few days back with Amy, Jia Yee and Norman. It was really informative and worth time spending listening to it, but because of that talk, it crushes my hope to enter those renowned university in Msia, like those UKM UM UPM and UTM.. They are research U and they offer less place to undergraduate compare to other U..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hard, cold wave crashing a small fragile hut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, my uncle living in Johor is encouraging me to apply for NTU dengan semangat berkobar-kobar yang tidak terhingga paling yang teramat tidak terhitung sekali.&lt;br /&gt;He said NTU has the best facility and lecturer and its better than NUS, if you are interested in research and stuff MESTI KENA MASUK NTU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I do have my own realization that saya baru dapat C point F G, there are more and more brilliant minds out there that is MORE hardworking, SMARTER, more athletic and more presentable than me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am I suppose to secure a place in there if the competition is so intense?&lt;br /&gt;So pessimistic, I know I must strive for whatever possibilities, but sad to say I'm not ambitious enough, which, this is one of the thing that I dislike about myself. Having a dream, an ambition, a vision, and a mission for ourselves is one of the greatest motivation you can get not from anyone, but from your own! Usually those with great dreams will do whatever it takes to achieve it, but my future seems to be so obscured by uncertainties..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I must emphasize on the objectives ahead!&lt;br /&gt;Usm application sudah gao dim! [yeah~]&lt;br /&gt;Left UPU&lt;br /&gt;-Find suitable courses&lt;br /&gt;-Understand and dive into my heart to know what I'm interested in. [Of course, with the aid of google.]&lt;br /&gt;-Apply for NTU and understand the terms and condition there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially M.Yoong is supposed to go there, and I feel glad that at least there's someone nice that I can refer with [well she's a perfectionist and she will go through all those TnC stuff and just brief me about it. hahaha]but too bad, now that she abandon the idea to study there. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I smell iron, from my nose! OUCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-206835163325710706?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/206835163325710706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=206835163325710706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/206835163325710706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/206835163325710706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/02/path-to-be-taken.html' title='Path to be taken..'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-4072465646854199907</id><published>2011-02-24T03:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T03:58:14.999-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ching!!</title><content type='html'>My hair!! Had a haircut just now..&lt;br /&gt;And no don't get it wrong, I didn't had it bald! Although the title 'CHING!!!' [sound effect] suggested so.&lt;br /&gt;But of course, made some changes from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HPckniw_5Oc/TWZF7E5pHCI/AAAAAAAAAMM/cFKM_BOJYsY/s1600/DSC04436.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HPckniw_5Oc/TWZF7E5pHCI/AAAAAAAAAMM/cFKM_BOJYsY/s320/DSC04436.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Fringes to the left, with imba thick-coconut-like top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBff-JAHRi8/TWZGLBSzTkI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/AcVF_roNM58/s1600/DSC04443.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBff-JAHRi8/TWZGLBSzTkI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/AcVF_roNM58/s320/DSC04443.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Something lighter, and able to feel the breeze easily.. lol, no more playing with my hair after this I guess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know if this hair style suits me, but just wanna make a change since it has been YEARS I've been in that previous hairstyle. haha.. And oh ya, I said I wanna dye my hair, that was before STPM... How come I still don't have the initiative to do so ah? lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-4072465646854199907?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/4072465646854199907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=4072465646854199907&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/4072465646854199907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/4072465646854199907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/02/ching.html' title='Ching!!'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HPckniw_5Oc/TWZF7E5pHCI/AAAAAAAAAMM/cFKM_BOJYsY/s72-c/DSC04436.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-6924126825945788023</id><published>2011-02-22T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T09:14:59.632-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When hopes are accompanied by fear.</title><content type='html'>When people have high hopes on you, the fear starts to creep in you.&lt;br /&gt;The fear of disappointing&lt;br /&gt;The fear of losing&lt;br /&gt;The fear of not achieving&lt;br /&gt;The fear, for seeing the faces, of your parents, teachers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The face of shock, of bewilderment, of unbelieving, and of disappointment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As there is great light, darkness follows. There will be no light, if darkness does not exist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright folks, I got my result! And to be frank, its not my desired result but who are to be blamed but Brian Fam Sze Zheng?&lt;br /&gt;For his obnoxious attitude of being last minute all the time?&lt;br /&gt;Although it's above average score, but, humans are greedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really disappointing to see a non-sharp head in my exam slip.. No I'm not trying to show off here, please~ there are like, so many 4.0 out there!&lt;br /&gt;Talking about that, do I even stand a chance to get scholarships?&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhh about scholarships, I don't even have a clear view on what I'm pursuing! What I know is that I'm gonna do something related to Bio, which is? [No idea]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of going NUS, advised by uncle to go and have a try for the application, no harm done right?&lt;br /&gt;But for my result and my attitude, how am I to survive there? Heard from mic that in order to have the scholarship there we have to face an entrance level exam, and to maintain &amp;gt;3.5 CGPA for every test? That's just so not me.. although I realize I have to obliterate this parasitic laziness in me ASAP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just applied for USM few hours ago, with much uncertainties unsolved, I proceeded.. Since there weren't many choices available. That 8 choices fits my snugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm not sad or what, just slightly disappointed for myself. For those who got desired results, congratulation and wish you guys tread a great path ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who didn't perform well, don't be defeated by this devilish paper. Its just a paper that plays a minor role in your life, its not like the test of destiny or something, [I lol-ed when i typed this haha]&lt;br /&gt;So, don't give up because God has a better plan ahead for you [quote from yeeth =) ] and strive forward ferociously like a lion king roaring with conviction!!&lt;br /&gt;This is a test for your endurance for life, &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Miss M&lt;/span&gt;. =D Cheer up kay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-6924126825945788023?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/6924126825945788023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=6924126825945788023&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/6924126825945788023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/6924126825945788023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/02/when-hopes-are-accompanied-by-fear.html' title='When hopes are accompanied by fear.'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-5078146435975845560</id><published>2011-02-19T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T06:16:33.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Public swindler</title><content type='html'>Why the title?&lt;br /&gt;because....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CrIH3nW1jp4/TV_OpZIy6vI/AAAAAAAAAMI/gedzfsfFNmE/s1600/DSC04441.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CrIH3nW1jp4/TV_OpZIy6vI/AAAAAAAAAMI/gedzfsfFNmE/s320/DSC04441.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Please note the titbits.&lt;br /&gt;Titbits, rm10 per packet, can't be rejected and its INSIDE the package of 32++&lt;br /&gt;And most of you must be wondering what titbit on earth that cost us rm10 per packet? Big? Nice?&lt;br /&gt;Its actually mixed muruku with some mimi sticks that is worth AT MOST rm3!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Lobster cracked? wen ket!! Its the white colour roda thingy snacks you can find ANYWHERE that worth at most rm1 or rm2...&lt;br /&gt;zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ys9oV-BIjDU/TV_Oa_5dNuI/AAAAAAAAAME/yH9z7u3DbEM/s1600/DSC04440.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ys9oV-BIjDU/TV_Oa_5dNuI/AAAAAAAAAME/yH9z7u3DbEM/s320/DSC04440.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Total cost, for FOUR person! just to emphasize my point.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we had a really great time singing there, or rather, shouting for me.. me, hui ying, karmun and jay, damnn.. Hui Ying has that VITAS-LIKE VOICE!! she's really good in reaching high pitch voice.. Me? deng ngang xiong only laaa lol, karmun asked if I wanna go to toilet or not when im singing high pitch haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheng, very confident ahhh you! I noe laa I don sing as WELL as you!!! lol xD&lt;br /&gt;[Ah he wont read this anyway except if other readers remind him to. lol]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, seriously in love with the song 'un-break my heart', my climax for the day =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-5078146435975845560?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/5078146435975845560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=5078146435975845560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/5078146435975845560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/5078146435975845560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/02/public-swindler.html' title='Public swindler'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CrIH3nW1jp4/TV_OpZIy6vI/AAAAAAAAAMI/gedzfsfFNmE/s72-c/DSC04441.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-160294417519316199</id><published>2011-02-18T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T19:08:56.608-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>-Had a few REALLY fulfilling dinner, I think I gained weight =( Gonna work out more often!&lt;br /&gt;-Gonna attend new Muay Thai class in kaki gym, hope it suits me and the people there friendly!&lt;br /&gt;-Love the feeling of texting girls late night, even its not someone special, but still, yeah~ =D&lt;br /&gt;-Skype and dota! Perfect applications combo! lol&lt;br /&gt;-Had a new spec, thick frame *woohoo~* back to my nerd image and I'm loving it =)&lt;br /&gt;-Reading a few courses about their description and spec in the future, but still, the vision hasn't land on me yet...&lt;br /&gt;-Recently, fell in love with David Archuleta... Well, again.. lol&lt;br /&gt;-Monday is not really D-Day for me, at least for now, still don't feel the bite yet.. Maybe a few hours before getting the result then I will tremble in fear and nervously?&lt;br /&gt;-I got a new calculator phone, which, I'm not so used with the connections settings YET, making the yellow man keep swindling my money everyday = ='' [Rm 3-5 everyday u noe!! wa lao pain...]&lt;br /&gt;-Hopes that Monday everyone will get their desired result, and to enter university and courses destined for them! For them and me, to excel and be successful in whatever we are studying or doing!&lt;br /&gt;-Also, for the coming interview on Friday, I seriously hope that each and everyone of us that goes for that interview [khs-ian onli la] manage to get that major project! And I will be flying like a G-6.. lol&lt;br /&gt;-Set my ringtone in hp as 'xiao ao jiang hu', which received several complaints that it is very eerie, especially when it rings at late night. lol [because it involves flutterzunge and overblowing]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;-Actually , just want to have this post for you guys to view my blog, so that :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;i) My digit counter will increase&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;ii) And for you guys to listen to the playlist at the right hand side of this blog, go for bruno mars's song, omg that 2 girls is just so cute, esp when she's eating the pear or apple, she's like a hamster hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;-Oh yea one more, I personally find that Foo is really good in making artwork that she can even modify her talent into decorating shoes maybe? Lol hey I'm half serious here ok? hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;-TJ! I love your blog, full with pictures and love, and your culu-ness mwahaha =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;-Meg, wa lao, emo kia, lol, dah la emo, x mau share your source of emoness some more, go main jauh jauh with jia lei la u&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;-Amy, blog, certified dy? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;-Michelle, brave asss!!! traveling alone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-160294417519316199?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/160294417519316199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=160294417519316199&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/160294417519316199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/160294417519316199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/02/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-5046600936367580871</id><published>2011-02-06T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T06:09:58.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anticipation kills.</title><content type='html'>Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Since the event that took place during my 2011's CNY weren't really that exciting, I should look forward towards the forthcoming event rather than to look back at my dull holidays..&lt;br /&gt;But because of this 'dull' CNY holidays, I managed to finish 2 characters in Kingdom Hearts-Birth By Sleep! =D awesome game!&lt;br /&gt;Next stop, FF7 as recommended by Lilian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is gonna be a week saturated with activities!! Well, at least at the end of this week la..&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm gonna take care of my grandpa which is currently staying with me for the next few days till wednesday. Inject insulin thrice a day, settle his phlegm problem and to take care of his movement.. He's already 90+ and his auditory capability is near zero, have to write chinese words in a big piece of paper in order to communicate with him. haha&lt;br /&gt;Makes me wonder, if I really want to live that long? For me, I think an age of about 70+ is quite enough, live a life worth living, and leave no burden to the future generation. Don't take me wrongly, I don't mean that my grandpa is a burden to me now, this is my own visionary. I don't want my children or grandson to get vex about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh, back to my main topic!&lt;br /&gt;This friday.. Movie spree! Gonna watch 2-3 movies in a row! It has been quite some time since I last tried that.. And I made it an open invitation in Facebook, and invited more than 30++ ppl, wonder if there are even 10 ppl able to make it though.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday! House skipping part 2! [Suggested by alex, cofounded by me, propagated by cheng] before heading to jia wern's hse for CNY steamboat! which will eventually go on and last till late evening and continue yum cha or home visit before returning home!&lt;br /&gt;Sunday!! BBQ in my house! Since there are several requests that they want to come to my house, and its been a REAL LONG TIME since I do any big scale gathering or whatsoever. Gonna call my J4 and KHS friends, reckon its gonna be 20++ Not really sure if my house can accommodate that number of people comfortably.. And the amount of food.. owh, this is killing me! hope everything goes well that day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I want to reconcile with you all, like, ASAP...! haha =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-5046600936367580871?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/5046600936367580871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=5046600936367580871&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/5046600936367580871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/5046600936367580871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/02/anticipation-kills.html' title='Anticipation kills.'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-1522712478673176014</id><published>2011-01-28T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T09:09:29.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epic story exclusively in Tesco Kajang.</title><content type='html'>1st of all, some random stuff before I start my epic story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TULytBCPvPI/AAAAAAAAALw/MIg2CbR8bdA/s1600/DSC00584.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TULytBCPvPI/AAAAAAAAALw/MIg2CbR8bdA/s320/DSC00584.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Don't you think specs with thick frame suits me WAAAAYYYY better than the current ones that I'm having?? (Seriously, I need opinion &amp;gt;&amp;lt;) Got this lens-less spec from rabbit, just wanna have fun, haha  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TULyukrNNFI/AAAAAAAAAL0/5z3FrOwIF-A/s1600/DSC00579.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TULyukrNNFI/AAAAAAAAAL0/5z3FrOwIF-A/s320/DSC00579.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaahh, they are selling Jolly SAHNDY, instead of Jolly Shandy. Saaaa-hnnn-dy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, to our main course!&lt;br /&gt;There was this one uncle, at the age of about forties came along to our booth, so i started asking him if he's interested in our promotion today, rm88.88 per carton.&lt;br /&gt;and he said, 100 cartons can ah?&lt;br /&gt;I was like, 'are u kidding me?' bt i said, 'yeah sure, since tesco no limit oso..'&lt;br /&gt;then bla bla bla, he wanted 120 cartons of tiger beer, 60 cartons of guiness stout.&lt;br /&gt;And lemme remind you, beer IS NOT CHEAP, he bought other things in bulk as well, and for beer alone it cost him about rm18k, WA SAI, crazy laa!&lt;br /&gt;so, here goes, we were using this bellboy style trolley [those trolley which those hotels use to load and unload ur luggage] to transport those beers that he wanted, and its about 60 cartons here. I must tell you its NOT LIGHT. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TULyxKaufDI/AAAAAAAAAL4/kF498hAJEkI/s1600/DSC00583.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TULyxKaufDI/AAAAAAAAAL4/kF498hAJEkI/s320/DSC00583.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Above: Khor forced me to take this pic, lol.. [this is 2nd round of transporting, after the epic incident anyway]&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;So, if u do notice, the wheel for this trolley is not customized like other normal trolleys, the wheels, are ROUND!! [lol?] those normal trolley wont budge even one bit if its on the escalator because their wheels have some kind of space to cling on the surface of the escalator, not for this case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TUL035zh1KI/AAAAAAAAAL8/_tlgfIvkjhI/s1600/IMG_1979.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TUL035zh1KI/AAAAAAAAAL8/_tlgfIvkjhI/s320/IMG_1979.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Pic : the left side of the pic is the type of escalator that we used earlier on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it goes like this.&lt;br /&gt;Marks : B-brian, K-khor, U-uncle M- random malay promoter&lt;br /&gt;*approaching the escalator*&lt;br /&gt;B- eh.. slow slow ah.. a bit dangerous lehh..&lt;br /&gt;K - ok ok..&lt;br /&gt;The trolley went slow... because the starting of the escalator is of gradient zero..&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly, the escalator inclined, the trolley gets VERY HEAVY SUDDENLY, started to accelerate down.&lt;br /&gt;B - Argh..!! *Right hand holding the trolley, left hand gripping the belt of the escalator, right leg bent, left leg extended straight just like playing tug of war, still skidding downwards nevertheless*&lt;br /&gt;K - Brian, tahan it!! Want to fall dyyy!!! [Right hand holding the belt of the escalator, left hand blocking the toppling beers, both legs busy juggling because its travelling down]&lt;br /&gt;*Trolley skidded faster!!*&lt;br /&gt;B- ahhh shit! my left leg cramp dy!! [I think i heard a slight chuckle from khor though, lol]&lt;br /&gt;[Some random malay promoter came to the scene!]&lt;br /&gt;*holds one of the corner of the trolley*&lt;br /&gt;M- 'awak pegang sana!'&lt;br /&gt;U - *Rushed up to the scene from ground floor, supporting khor at his side*&lt;br /&gt;U- 'its ok one, no problem~'&lt;br /&gt;waaaaaaaaaaaa... it was really an experience I never had, whole body sweating from the thrill of it! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine the consequences of those beer toppling over! Crashing down on khor, messing up the place, hurting other customers, big loss that we can't compensate even with our salary..&lt;br /&gt;Seriously I'm really thankful that nothing serious happened.. ha~&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I still need opinion on the thick frame spec! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-1522712478673176014?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/1522712478673176014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=1522712478673176014&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/1522712478673176014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/1522712478673176014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/01/epic-story-exclusively-in-tesco-kajang.html' title='Epic story exclusively in Tesco Kajang.'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TULytBCPvPI/AAAAAAAAALw/MIg2CbR8bdA/s72-c/DSC00584.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-5146959126041106403</id><published>2011-01-23T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T08:01:27.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting conversation exclusively only in Tesco Kajang.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mbl notesBlogText clearfix"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marks :&lt;br /&gt;K = Khor&lt;br /&gt;B = Brian&lt;br /&gt;W = wen ket woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W :&amp;nbsp; *Pushing a trolley towards me, handing out a piece of cropped newspaper*&lt;br /&gt;W: I want to have a Carlsberg 15, its Rm 49.99 right?&lt;br /&gt;B : Oh sorry! It's already sold out *giving my apologetic smile*&lt;br /&gt;W  : What? how can you say its all sold out? Do you have the wordings  'while stock last' here? No, right? So, I want to have my Carlsberg 15'&lt;br /&gt;B  :But there are no more stocks available even for Tiger Beer 15', the  crowd came and gobble up everything and before 2 o'clock, everything is  sold out!&lt;br /&gt;W: I still want my Rm 3.33 per can Carlsberg 15', NEVER SAY NO TO A CUSTOMER.&lt;br /&gt;B:  Er.. Alright, I've got a better suggestion for you, why don't you head  to the customer service center to see whether if they can sort out  something for you? Because we are just promoter, we are not responsible  for the stocks and stuffs like that.&lt;br /&gt;W: Aren't you the person in charge here? Why are you pushing me to someone else? Give me the check range.&lt;br /&gt;[I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THE HECK IS CHECK RANGE]&lt;br /&gt;B : Er.. Alright I will go to the customer service center to see what I can do to help you. *forced smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[After 10 mins]&lt;br /&gt;W : So, do you have any solution for me now? Can I get my Carlsberg 15'?&lt;br /&gt;B  : Miss, I'm so sorry to tell you that we cant produce any Carlsberg 15'  for you currently because the whole warehouse does not contain the  stock.&lt;br /&gt;W : Warehouse?? *In a freaking sinister slang*&lt;br /&gt;B : I mean the whole gudang laaaa&lt;br /&gt;W : So, how you want to provide a solution now?&lt;br /&gt;B  : I'm sorry but I can't really help you in this matter, if you feel  dissatisfied with my service you can always lodge a report against me at  the customer service center.&lt;br /&gt;W: Do i get my Carlsberg 15' after I make the complain?&lt;br /&gt;B : Er.. No?&lt;br /&gt;W  : Then what's the use of doing so? And why are you directing your  customer into some futile attempt that brings no benefit for them?&lt;br /&gt;B: But we can't really produce the carslberg 15' as you wish! *slightly frustrated now*, we are just promoter..!&lt;br /&gt;K  : Yea we are only responsible to replenish the stock, help customer to  carry cartons of beers to their cart and check pricing, about the stocks  and all we cant really do anything..&lt;br /&gt;W : So low level only ah?&lt;br /&gt;B  : *Fire burning heart now, but still act cool* Yeah our job scope is  just that small that's why I said you should head on to the customer  service earlier on.&lt;br /&gt;W: You are aware of the pricing of today's promotion right?&lt;br /&gt;B: Yes i'm very clear of it.&lt;br /&gt;W: Your company didn't train on how to handle a customer like me? &lt;br /&gt;W :Alright you know what? I don't want to waste my time here anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There  are some parts where I can't really remember so I just edit here and  there, and this woman is SERIOUSLY bongkak! From her intonation and her  gesture = ='' wa lao, fire attack heart lehh!!&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/1752560965663679076-5146959126041106403?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/5146959126041106403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=5146959126041106403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/5146959126041106403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/5146959126041106403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/01/interesting-conversation-exclusively.html' title='Interesting conversation exclusively only in Tesco Kajang.'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-3488295046053799265</id><published>2011-01-17T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T08:47:45.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DotA</title><content type='html'>Is an acronym for Defense of the Ancients. It is perhaps one the most famous games around Asian countries, from the hits of the log ins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I would like to talk about dotA PLAYER instead of the game itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Generally.. Most of the dotA players can't TYPE good English.. As in, yea, seriously broken English&lt;br /&gt;= =''&lt;br /&gt;'This item buy, how o?' &lt;br /&gt;'Waa he very geng lor, I killing him no die'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Vulgarism is a must in the game, you are a freak if you don't curse in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Racism is practiced widely and openly there, someone with some malay username will be having this consequence for 99% of the time.&lt;br /&gt;'Kick him la, he malay babi la!'&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, you got the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-If we do some slight mistakes causing mishap on your partner, well, you will most probably be cursed till your father's father's grandparent's ancestor's parent's......... generation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Some dotA player are just plain dumb and full with seriously idiot speculations.&lt;br /&gt;One of the most common accusation is maphack, which means we can spot another person where ever he is.. And this is seriously ANNOYING because they don't analyze and terus jump into conclusion.. swt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Most of the players are so attached to dotA that they can abandon msn, sms, outings, trips, house chores, meals or even TOILETS! [well, this includes me to some extent. lol]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Some players just LOVE to show off and brag to others about their skills in dotA, as if that's the only thing in his life that he is able to brag about. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TTRyftxr3FI/AAAAAAAAALs/BM24RdFN9KM/s1600/dotaallstars5v5bykunkka.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TTRyftxr3FI/AAAAAAAAALs/BM24RdFN9KM/s320/dotaallstars5v5bykunkka.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;But too bad, I'm just in it =l Pull me out from this quicksand!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-3488295046053799265?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/3488295046053799265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=3488295046053799265&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/3488295046053799265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/3488295046053799265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/01/dota.html' title='DotA'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TTRyftxr3FI/AAAAAAAAALs/BM24RdFN9KM/s72-c/dotaallstars5v5bykunkka.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-1172970766478156655</id><published>2011-01-14T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T07:13:57.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>14/1/11</title><content type='html'>Sick!&lt;br /&gt;It's so very tiring and burdening to work especially when you are controlled by disease..&lt;br /&gt;For the whole day, sore throat, light headed and wobbly leg.. lol&lt;br /&gt;With the addition of the cruel cold-air-blasting AC and the mind-wrecking repeating soundtracks, its all killing me!&lt;br /&gt;Ergh.. Seriously hope that everything will be ok by tomorrow since there will be representatives from GAB to aid us in promoting our products, which means that i've to be in my optimum performance.&lt;br /&gt;and quote from meg, no more cobra around.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;Today will be the first day where I omit dotA as part of my night routine, gotta sleep earlier! lol, nights folks =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-1172970766478156655?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/1172970766478156655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=1172970766478156655&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/1172970766478156655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/1172970766478156655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/01/14111.html' title='14/1/11'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-4361393416614388840</id><published>2011-01-11T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T07:53:32.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>L.O.V.E</title><content type='html'>Lust&lt;br /&gt;Obsession&lt;br /&gt;Vex&lt;br /&gt;and finally... Extermination?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that all love is about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just read about the topic of 'love' in the 'Conversation between youth' from Daisaku Ikeda..&lt;br /&gt;I really love a few quotes being shown there, I will just translate it into English, because that book is in Chinese..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Treat love as a type of wine, nurture it within you, and develop yourself into someone that he/she would admire someday.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'When you are in love, you don't look into each others' eyes, instead, both of you look at the same direction together.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'If you treat marriage and love as two different things, then you are being very unfair to your partner.'&lt;br /&gt;(I personally think that this is something that MOST of us don't even consider to ponder upon!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You don't mould yourself into someone else just to fit in into a relationship, that's plain pathetic!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just have the sudden impulse to post this, no its not an indication that I'm desperate for a partner. Its just that the youth nowadays don't really appreciate love as what it is. It is supposed to be something really bahagia[I forgot the English word for this] and should be appreciated greatly!&lt;br /&gt;But youth nowadays just wanna have couple because it is the trend to do so. Otherwise, they are just plain curious and attempt to have a taste on the forbidden fruit.. Just to satisfy their earthly carnal desire, that's what I see and that's what degrading the value of love nowadays. Making the matter worse, girls don't really seem to mind it! Well, some la, those girls who don't cherish their own life and have no idea on how valuable it is to have a reputable name..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is foolish to go couple, just because other people around you started to do so and you just wanna follow the trend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah, I shall wait for my fate, and in the mean time, develop myself into a better man, for my future, and for my future partner =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-4361393416614388840?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/4361393416614388840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=4361393416614388840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/4361393416614388840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/4361393416614388840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/01/love.html' title='L.O.V.E'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-6901047962156494928</id><published>2011-01-08T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T08:00:44.942-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHE</title><content type='html'>She.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who has a long, slender leg&lt;br /&gt;Brown hazel eyes with the stare of the untouchable&lt;br /&gt;Plush, smooth long hair of flowery scent&lt;br /&gt;Slight smile on face which kills you all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, who can it be?&lt;br /&gt;The one for me&lt;br /&gt;To sing 'Love the way you are'&lt;br /&gt;With 100% sincerity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's a monster~~&lt;br /&gt;Oh~&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful monster~&lt;br /&gt;yeah~&lt;br /&gt;And I don't mind, in fact I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling the love already! haha.&lt;br /&gt;This post is so jumpy and random that I don't really know what I'm writing!&lt;br /&gt;Anything came across my mind is written here without any second thought!&lt;br /&gt;Guess looking at too many couples make you wanna have one too. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-6901047962156494928?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/6901047962156494928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=6901047962156494928&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/6901047962156494928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/6901047962156494928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/01/she.html' title='SHE'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-288492269662726463</id><published>2011-01-07T07:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T07:42:32.758-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short update on the recent me.</title><content type='html'>Well as you guys know, I'm working [nothing unusual] as a promoter promoting liquor~&lt;br /&gt;but of course, my job is NOT as fulfilling, meaningful, cultivating, and satisfying as FOO NANCY'S!&lt;br /&gt;For more info, please log on to www.realityisbetterthanfantasy.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;Help her to promote her blog shun bian~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my job is all about convincing HOW CHEAP is the beer now and all. Although I know its gonna get cheaper nearing CNY though. Of course, not all users are dumb, they know this fact too. And there are even some uncles, chinese obviously, who remember the price of EVERY SINGLE BRAND OF DIFFERENT SIZES beers for the last CNY!!&lt;br /&gt;I must give them credit for the memory, lol. Can't argue with them after they stated the fact. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the 1st day, it was SERIOUSLY EXCRUCIATING for me to bear! Specifically my leg! Feels like its detaching from my torso.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;2nd sudah used to the ache and sore, so its ok laa..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, proud to get the highest sales amongst Jusco, Tesco Semenyih and Tesco Kajang~ woohooo~ although most of the strollers here in Kajang are mostly Malays, but our sales are still better =p&lt;br /&gt;But yea, mayb its because the Chinese in Semenyih is just too calculative *A flash of kok wai came in* woops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, so, its a short update.. Gonna shop for CNY clothes soon during my holidays! Who wanna follow me and bear the pain of me choosing attires?? =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-288492269662726463?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/288492269662726463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=288492269662726463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/288492269662726463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/288492269662726463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/01/short-update-on-recent-me.html' title='Short update on the recent me.'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-4802962092248730709</id><published>2011-01-04T08:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T09:06:33.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final day of the odyssey!</title><content type='html'>Our &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;final destination&lt;/span&gt;[sounds wrong~] before heading home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached there at about 4pm, missed the chance to eat my chicken riceball!! ARGH!!&lt;br /&gt;My main intention to go there is to have a grip at this saliva-inducing-delicacy.. But too bad, luck wasn't on my side = ='' The shop closed.&lt;br /&gt;Bro said there are a lot more other shops which sell this chicken riceball, but those are ciplak punya, taste quite noob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then we managed to go to one of the famous attraction there, no not A Famosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TSNPojYirII/AAAAAAAAAK8/OZreCFOadpc/s1600/DSC04311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TSNPojYirII/AAAAAAAAAK8/OZreCFOadpc/s320/DSC04311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558373923216862338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lao Qian Ice Cafe. lol, in chinese it is actually pronounced as conmen cafe! Well, there's some truth too since the item there are quite expensive. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot of things sold here! Cookies, coffee, honey lime, junk foods, anything you name it!!&lt;br /&gt;And one of the most famous-must-try item here is their cendol durian!! Very strong aroma of durian combined with the unique taste of Gula Melaka, its nice! A great treat especially for durian lovers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TSNQRfE_avI/AAAAAAAAALE/1KkcLk1EndQ/s1600/38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TSNQRfE_avI/AAAAAAAAALE/1KkcLk1EndQ/s320/38.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558374626435754738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ya you can't see the durian paste here, but it is all inside it! woohoo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TSNQzv2e88I/AAAAAAAAALM/iOuO4hmOBMU/s1600/DSC04309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TSNQzv2e88I/AAAAAAAAALM/iOuO4hmOBMU/s320/DSC04309.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558375215053861826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Had this instead, the coffee is really not bad! While the waffle is just plain normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And coincidently there was a pasar malam there that particular day, managed to snap a photo that really made me went LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TSNRjR-2aJI/AAAAAAAAALU/OZLMtwYDzZY/s1600/DSC04313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TSNRjR-2aJI/AAAAAAAAALU/OZLMtwYDzZY/s320/DSC04313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558376031669610642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Click to have a clearer view =D But credits must be given for their creativity though =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, managed to try eating something I never even dream about it before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TSNSW4M5_-I/AAAAAAAAALc/5Y-QwfLCZBA/s1600/DSC04314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TSNSW4M5_-I/AAAAAAAAALc/5Y-QwfLCZBA/s320/DSC04314.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558376918102441954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Duck's tongue!! And its not cheap!! 6 for Rm8!! Taste like chicken leg. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas tu, we went for an aerial view for the whole Malacca town via the Menara Taming Sari building. Its a tall tower with a revolving rounded seating for us to sit and to have a overall view over Malacca. Rm10 per ride, worth it i would say =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TSNTFtgd1YI/AAAAAAAAALk/T82ZZxr0CT4/s1600/DSC04330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TSNTFtgd1YI/AAAAAAAAALk/T82ZZxr0CT4/s320/DSC04330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558377722685543810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Menara Taming Sari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we had a NOOB satay celup as dinner. OMG their satay paste is WORSE than normal lok lok satay paste we can find ANYWHERE! For that reason I shall not post its pictures up. Really la, wasted my stomach space and added a few layers to my abdomen == ''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, this is a short post, overall, this is how I had my transition from 2010 till 2011. New year resolution? Have a few but its not solid and I have no dedication over it yet! Shall not reveal it here haha =p&lt;br /&gt;How you had yours? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-4802962092248730709?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/4802962092248730709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=4802962092248730709&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/4802962092248730709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/4802962092248730709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/01/final-day-of-odyssey.html' title='Final day of the odyssey!'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TSNPojYirII/AAAAAAAAAK8/OZreCFOadpc/s72-c/DSC04311.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-5148882700336470000</id><published>2011-01-03T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T17:53:26.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Universal Studio!</title><content type='html'>Again, as I had mention earlier, this is gonna be a LONGGGGGGGGGG post!&lt;br /&gt;Reader's hazard, please read at your own risk! For those who has &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;oh-this-is-freaking-long-im-gonna-faint-syndrome&lt;/span&gt;, sry =D&lt;br /&gt;This will be the sequel for my previous post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the 2nd day, we headed for Spore's Sentosa Island!!&lt;br /&gt;In there there's this world renowned spot called Universal studio..&lt;br /&gt;Never to my wildest imagination that this studio thingy is actually more like some theme park&lt;br /&gt;The entrance fee is 70SD, after conversion which cost me about rm150, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;OUCH&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;But I can ensure you its worth thinning your wallet for this =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TSHjmDAw46I/AAAAAAAAAKc/rWm77zE4wU8/s1600/DSC04203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TSHjmDAw46I/AAAAAAAAAKc/rWm77zE4wU8/s320/DSC04203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557973657934947234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Setibanya di destinasi tersebut~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is actually a place where all the movies produced by the producer 'Universal Studio' comes together.&lt;br /&gt;Before going there, I thought its gonna be some lame day keep taking pictures with some noob cartoon character, well, this US[universal studio] managed to prove me wrong! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall tell you guys what impressed me the most, because if I'm to list down EVERYTHING that i experienced there, you guys are gonna move the mouse the  right top corner and left click. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i) Stimulus driven presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We entered a place which looks like a warehouse&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;in front of us there is a pool of water, with some ships floating and opposite us there's a big monitor screen in the form of 3 big glass mirror, showing the view of NY city outside which is having a heavy storm.&lt;br /&gt;It goes like this, as we enter the warehouse, there are slight wind and stuff, then there's an old fashioned TV in front of us saying that we are in NY city now and its experiencing a 3rd degree storm rage.&lt;br /&gt;Then the TV [its actually a news program or sumthing like that.] announced that, the storm intensifies and it reaches a national alert of 5th degree.&lt;br /&gt;And this is where the show starts, gale setting in, blowing of the ships and triggered some mechanism that made the pool of water [its actually just a section of river] BURST INTO FLAME!! And here i meant REAL flame, because i can feel the heat blast to my face! then, the window i mentioned earlier flew off, exposing the realistic view of NY city under attack by the raging storm! It all feel so real, there's even rain water drenching in, with the lightning and sound and heat and flame and all..  Its just, WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;ii) 4-D show of Shrek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We entered a rather big auditorium, had our 3D glasses and prepared for the adventure ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TSHsOjJ53AI/AAAAAAAAAK0/dcsd5IRxh4c/s1600/DSC04259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TSHsOjJ53AI/AAAAAAAAAK0/dcsd5IRxh4c/s320/DSC04259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557983149851008002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Upon entering the auditorium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4D its just another addition of physical stimulus plus the already existed 3D.&lt;br /&gt;But this 4D show is just SO REAL and surprising at every corner!&lt;br /&gt;For instance, there's a part where there are a lot of spider dangle around and fall down, at that moment there's water squirting at our feet and with the realistic 3D effect the whole crowd goes *GASP!* hahhaha!! That was a real nice moment.&lt;br /&gt;There's also a part where 'The Donkey' in the Shrek movie, at some flower and spit it out, the moment he spat it out there's water squirted at our face! Yucks!  It's really real and unexpected haha, even the whole row of chair goes moving in a riding motion as the movies has a scene where Shrek is riding a horse, not bad huh? I would say its way better than genting's haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;iii)Aqua-dunno-what show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright 1st of all, please don get me wrong and I have to hereby reiterate that we are in S'pore, not Thailand! lol~&lt;br /&gt;Its some water show with a story line. I'm amused by the way they present it and their coordination of the fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TSHqCtgdPXI/AAAAAAAAAKk/8TvphDF3O8o/s1600/DSC04277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TSHqCtgdPXI/AAAAAAAAAKk/8TvphDF3O8o/s320/DSC04277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557980747448270194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The setting of the show.&lt;br /&gt;It's something like this :&lt;br /&gt;A pirate go and steal some pearl from the hero and heroin, both of them fight and tadaaa, the justice prevails~ lol, quite short huh?&lt;br /&gt;This show involved aeroplane, minigun, shotgun, grenades, rocket launcher, jet ski and highly flammable liquid. lol&lt;br /&gt;Its hard for me to describe it all using words but all I can say is, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AWESOME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1v) The revenge of the Mummy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is no doubt the BEST rides I've ever had in my life! Credits to Mic Y for promoting this strongly to me in my chatbox previously haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TSHrJdTvi_I/AAAAAAAAAKs/JGCITJYsb5s/s1600/DSC04264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TSHrJdTvi_I/AAAAAAAAAKs/JGCITJYsb5s/s320/DSC04264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557981962870688754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The rain didn't dampened my spirit to play even a bit! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ride, it introduced us a storyline before starting the ride, I think this is the main difference they have compared to other rides in other places. In other rides, they just give the thrill, the 'ooohhhs' and the 'aaaahhhhs'. But for this, there is some story for it and I find it quite, well, creative. haha&lt;br /&gt;It involves rotation, backward sliding, sudden jerk and stop and stuff like that haha..&lt;br /&gt;There's a part where we traveled to a point facing 3 sides of wall, and suddenly all those mummy bugs appearing and the coaster suddenly slide backward!&lt;br /&gt;There's also a part where there's flame at the top of the wall where we are having our ride and again, its REAL FLAME because I can feel the heat blasting to my face!&lt;br /&gt;Nice laa~~&lt;br /&gt;Oh there's more, you know, there will be coordinator controlling the controls for all rides right? At there, before we start a ride they will have their thumbs up and smile to us saying have fun, and after ending the ride they will smile at us and clap hand! Able to find this in Malaysia? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;v)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The knight show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Its actually an interactive show between the audience, a hostess and the visual ahead&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;There's a screen in front of us showing donkey in The Shrek keep talking and interacting with audience with the aid of the hostess..&lt;br /&gt;And the hostess SERIOUSLY reminds me of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;YEE THONG!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;-She has the same tiny cute eyes =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;-When she's saying something and try to be 'serious', she goes kerut dahi and give that eyebrow expression, ahh, hard to describe in words. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;-She's good in English!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;She really knows how to bring up the liveliness in the hall!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;There's a part where she said :'Alright everyone, *in a very cheery tone* to experience The Knight Show in 3D please retrieve your 3D glasses underneath your seats!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;[Crowd goes searching under their seats, well, including me. Everything is possible in there you know. lol]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;The hostess :'I'M JUST KIDDING!! MWAHAHAHAAH' lol!! damn!! wakanabeb! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;vi) The monster's musical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's supposed to be fun. Because its a bunch of zombies dancing hip hop and singing hitz song in rock and roll style, but too bad. I yawned and nearly fall asleep. Sorry xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is about it laa, for the other rides and stuff, its quite common and its not THAT thrilling.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I went Geylang that night, guess what I did? lol~&lt;br /&gt;For those who dunno what on earth Geylang is, its a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;red zone&lt;/span&gt;. Go google about it, I wish not to further describe it here. lol.&lt;br /&gt;Alright alright, stop fantasizing already! I went there for dinner, and the dinner was nasi lemak, lol damn, go S'pore to eat nasi lemak hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;An incident happened there. As you guys know, there are a lot of China's Chinese immigrants in that area, and THEY THOUGHT THAT THEIR ROAD IS THEIR GRANDPA'S. So they tend to walk very out, and being inconsiderate to other road users.&lt;br /&gt;There's this scene where one Singaporean terus honked him and walked out of the car and pushed him, lol, ganas punya singaporean eehhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, told ya its gonna be LOOONNNG!! The last post will be on tomorrow!! That will be for my 3rd day! Trip in Malacca!! Alright, till then! have fun!! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-5148882700336470000?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/5148882700336470000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=5148882700336470000&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/5148882700336470000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/5148882700336470000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/01/universal-studio.html' title='Universal Studio!'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TSHjmDAw46I/AAAAAAAAAKc/rWm77zE4wU8/s72-c/DSC04203.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-4849768328603785266</id><published>2011-01-02T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T10:18:39.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'>31/12/10</title><content type='html'>I'm gonna divide my experience for the previous few days into 3 posts to correspond with the dates so as to not agonize my readers too much by my long winded depiction for the on and offs I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the 1st day, which is 31/12/10.&lt;br /&gt;We headed to my mom's friend's house located in Nilai, because we are going to be transported to S'pore via car. 5 of us, Aunty M, Uncle AS, mom, me and bro.&lt;br /&gt;Had some normal breakfast at Nilai before heading off to Johor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Johor at about 1pm, went to a famous Bak kut teh shop.&lt;br /&gt;They used charcoal to cook! fuhh~ And what amazed me was actually their service.&lt;br /&gt;People were queuing up outside the shop, and the shop owner[as well as the main chef] keep entertaining them by talking and keep giving them smile despite the fact that he's cooking a few pots of bak kut teh simultaneously under the intense searing heat given out by the stove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TSC6bRila5I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/rCW_dekT524/s1600/DSC04120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TSC6bRila5I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/rCW_dekT524/s320/DSC04120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557646917902887826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its seriously hot just to stand near it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dishes arrived in less than 20 minutes. And I must say, its quite.. err.. special? The taste of the bak kut teh differs greatly with the normal BKT we get in kl or anywhere else, the soup here is quite clear and taste like.. herbs lacking the dong guai smell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TSC7NuzUrkI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/TtJbi70FX0o/s1600/DSC04123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TSC7NuzUrkI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/TtJbi70FX0o/s320/DSC04123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557647784751181378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2 pots of BKT and a pot of yellow wine chicken, WHICH, has no taste of chicken at all, it tasted like ginger soy sauce chicken to me more lol. But its worth a try anyway~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to our hotel to check in before heading to S'pore.&lt;br /&gt;The plan of the day was to countdown for the night, which I think its a great choice to make because the fireworks view displayed when the clock struck 12 in the midnight was just spectacular! I will leave that later on anyway =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a bit too lazy to upload my pics up here in blogger [Sorry sam!! =p], so I shall just&lt;br /&gt;describe what I think about the 1st day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I see that a lot of singaporeans tend to walk a lot faster than us, even their escalators are faster! damn!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can say that 90% of the girl I met there had make up.[Well maybe they are foreigners from Thailand or Indonesia?] But they look breath taking nevertheless! xD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Girls tend to overdress[they dress like its their prom night even if its a shopping complex! Ok la, dat shopping complex a big high class punya la, sumthing like pavillion.], while guys just dress dengan sangat fili feleh. lol&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SHIT!! I SEE A LOT OF GIRLS SMOKING!! Saham jatuh menjunam mendadak dengan max gila!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The night view in S'pore in quite nice, their lighting is not bad.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TSC_D676qsI/AAAAAAAAAKE/jRlWAYmWcCU/s1600/DSC04147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TSC_D676qsI/AAAAAAAAAKE/jRlWAYmWcCU/s320/DSC04147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557652014256270018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once more I MUST emphasize!! The girls there are pretty!! But I think most of them are from Thailand though.. cuz its like :&lt;br /&gt;me: *whoah! leng lui!!* *smile at the coming girl thats gonna pass by me*&lt;br /&gt;random gal : *smiles* *after passing by* *chatter wildly in some alien language with her friend.*&lt;br /&gt;lol, and they SERIOUSLY look like chinese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea there's one more, I wanna have a group pic that includes everyone of us, so I wanna have other ppl to hold the camera.&lt;br /&gt;I spotted 2 security women standing there chatting, so I just braced myself to ask them a favor.&lt;br /&gt;Is it true that policeman cant help others to take photo? Cuz i saw there's an arm at her waist.&lt;br /&gt;So, I asked for their help, and one of them was eating and said 'I'm eating lah.'&lt;br /&gt;Wow.. that really shocked me  = = Was stunned for 1.23 seconds before asking the other policewoman to take. she just shook her head and waved me off.&lt;br /&gt;WAT. THE. FANTASTIC???&lt;br /&gt;damn, that was rather astonishing = =''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh there's this particular building which I love a lot! Because it is quite rare in sight, I mean in the sense of architectural view. Its like a plane without wing crashed into 3 buildings while joining them?? [lol?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TSC_v4ywrEI/AAAAAAAAAKM/_jQSLoAuF9M/s1600/DSC04166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TSC_v4ywrEI/AAAAAAAAAKM/_jQSLoAuF9M/s320/DSC04166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557652769595239490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Quite nice huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh! The building that we went to wait for countdown, its a rather high class place, forgot what's its name, but its situated in the Marina Bay. All the shops and outlets there employs promoter which wears coat and they do have those professional looks lol.&lt;br /&gt;There is a casino situated in the building, the funny thing is, Singaporeans have to pay 100SD to enter while foreigners can omit that levy fee. SHIT! Keep sucking our money!!&lt;br /&gt;Talk about sucking.&lt;br /&gt;There's this uncle keep saying its some feng shui pattern or some force field for the casino, thats why they build this water vortex. Literally in chinese it means that they are sucking our water [money] down! lol damn!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TSDA1plMUZI/AAAAAAAAAKU/zFzLEomzlF4/s1600/DSC04139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TSDA1plMUZI/AAAAAAAAAKU/zFzLEomzlF4/s320/DSC04139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557653968102642066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The mentioned water vortex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the countdown event, I didn't record it down because I wasn't in a nice angle for recording and my camera is quite sucky. lol, if you are interested to have a look, go here!&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9J9Si9mUKm0&lt;br /&gt;Its worth a watch, believe me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's about it for the 1st day of my trip!&lt;br /&gt;Be prepared for my 2nd post, its gonna be a LOOOONGGGGGGGGGGGG ones cuz its about the UNIVERSAL STUDIO!! weeehoo!! *raises both hands*&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned readers =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-4849768328603785266?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/4849768328603785266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=4849768328603785266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/4849768328603785266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/4849768328603785266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2011/01/311210.html' title='31/12/10'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TSC6bRila5I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/rCW_dekT524/s72-c/DSC04120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-4344490065511787317</id><published>2010-12-29T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T07:52:29.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>29/12/10</title><content type='html'>Woke up early[9am] today although I slept at 4am the morning before. Before I slept sengaja go and kacau Amy by sending her msg, x sangka, not even a reply after 12 hrs lol.&lt;br /&gt;Wake up d terus do all the house chores, sweep, mop, laundry and those trifling stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Had a NUTRITIOUS breakfast [well, at least, partially nutritious] which comprised of freshly blended tropical fruit mixed juice [guava, apple, pineapple and pear] and some fried nuggets. lol, just want to clear of my fridge before heading off Spore maa! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a sing K session with Mr C and L, miss L and L. lol Initially we promised to be there at 1pm but MR C said it was too early, ended up having us waited for him for almost half an hour ++!  = =''&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, had a great time singing with them and I think I'm in my real-high-pitch-soprano form today. hahahahaha, go and challenge all those imba high pitch song, feels so nice to sing loudly just to reach those notes although my voice is shaky hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Mr L just knows how to heat up the atmosphere =D although its FREAKING cold in there, sub-zero temperature, lol, and the AC's system is centralized, can't be tuned.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm talking about the Musicbox in MP, aside from its sucky mic and fragile-looking cabinet, the price and atmosphere seems to be ok to me haha. Its cheap! Rm10 for almost 4 hours!! Because they let us sing extra one hour and don't ask me why, mayb it has something to do with my face? *Raise and drop both eyebrows*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas tu, went back, after awhile pulak headed to Sir D's house for TKD instructor meeting. It was SERIOUSLY invigorating and inspiring! I can't deny the fact that he's charismatic and knowledgeable in his field though. If everything goes well, it will be perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, did I mention about Kingdom Hearts and Monster Backyard... Damn.. both of this game is just so addictive = ='' Yesterday after YC session in Hailam kopitiam, come back sudah mau tumbang punya, but that PSP with KH in it somehow managed to revitalized me and keep my senses up to 4AM. lol.. And, RATIONALLY/LOGICALLY, someone who sleeps at 4 usually would have crave for more slumber but instead, I woke at 8 to check out of Monster Backyard upgrade process.. lol, lifeless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, mistaken the date to go to Spore, its 31st, not 30th. lol, Sudah mau pack all my clothes just now until my mom asked me if I'm ok or not hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-4344490065511787317?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/4344490065511787317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=4344490065511787317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/4344490065511787317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/4344490065511787317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2010/12/291210.html' title='29/12/10'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-3025287282950156184</id><published>2010-12-26T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T08:04:16.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>26/12/10</title><content type='html'>I can summarize today into 2 words. Drive, and eat. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to A.Sally's house in PJ, I drove! woohoo~ Not alone of course, not the right moment to do so, still kena nag like there's no tomorrow from my mom *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;Then from there, rest awhile then terus go Klang and go A.Chin's house pulak. Drove there again, and I must say, KL's road sign is SO SO misleading!! = =''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The haul I got today was:&lt;br /&gt;-Rojak with potato and its kuah that contains curry leaves, dahl, and traces of tomyam taste??&lt;br /&gt;-Red wine Mee Suah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, 1st time in my 19 years of experience of eating rojak... Solanum?! Oh I mean, Potato?! It taste good though, with the unique of the kuah provided..&lt;br /&gt;The kuah, I mean, Dee Kuah, oooh~ spicy, aromatic, attractive, addictive, seductive[lol?] it taste so good that you can practically eat it with ANYTHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For that Red wine Mee Suah.. Don't get deceived by that seemingly subtle yet logical food. [That's what I've been through, got con lol] Its just normal noodle in normal clear soup with a hint of wine and some fried ginger. Taste different though, although the side ingredients are almost the same as what you can find in normal hawker stall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pictures available since I'm just too lazy to capture and post it here xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xmas! It was a day earlier.. Oh what a normal day to have, since I'm not celebrating it, and I'm not invited to any gathering or whatsoever [oh so saddening..] Played Monster backyard and Dota for the whole freaking day! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got my birthday present that was delayed for almost 9 MONTHS the day before Xmas! So, that's considered something surprising huh? Thanks Miss A, Devil to Kill Somebody =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, I just signed up for Adsense, any good souls that are helpful enough to tell me the difference between Nuffnang and Adsense? Thanks=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-3025287282950156184?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/3025287282950156184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=3025287282950156184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/3025287282950156184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/3025287282950156184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2010/12/261210.html' title='26/12/10'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-3122896369500570275</id><published>2010-12-25T03:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T03:34:27.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MV outing</title><content type='html'>Tron and The Social Network is..&lt;br /&gt;worth a watch?&lt;br /&gt;But certainly not in cinema.. lol&lt;br /&gt;Nothing exciting that day actually.. except for the graceful morning~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, Brian was waiting for his fellow friends to go to MV by KTM together as he was the EARLIEST to reach there.&lt;br /&gt;So, he sat on the bench after slotting the ticket into that aged machine, reading a book to rekindle the past memories of STPM [lol?]&lt;br /&gt;Then there's this Indian man of age around mid fifties came to the corner, poking his pole at the floor.&lt;br /&gt;And I noticed there's no one accompanying him, so I asked what is he up to. He said he has to travel to Seremban which is at the opposite site of the train station, and so I offered him a 'ride' lol.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh.. The feeling is just so nice.. And he's so very strong and determined!!&lt;br /&gt;To travel around with public transport ALONE, [he's a massage therapist] and to be a strong survivor..&lt;br /&gt;He reminds me of those beggar, young people who gives up, people who suicides, those that blame everyone for everything that happens on him/her.&lt;br /&gt;Their courage and determination is nothing but a speck of dust if its to compared with his!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, live your life courageously and roar like a victorious and fearless lion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, coming back to that MV story. lol.. It was boring I think partially of it is caused by the inability of me to shop that day which is caused by two limiting factors&lt;br /&gt;-Insufficient fund&lt;br /&gt;-Lack of intriguing items at there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I'm able to retain the thickness of my wallet by a bit. lol..&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, even around 4 o'clock the KTM 's traffic is so FUCHOKE-LY crazy. The 1st ride, gaycent and meg the sexy beast [why? she wore bare back dat day. lol] managed to somehow squeeze in, so they all chow 1st, leaving the rest behind.. traitor!! lol&lt;br /&gt;Then 2nd train came pulak, no matter how oso must 'diffuse' in rite? [Actually it should be categorized as active pump since the concentration of human in train is higher than that of the station] and so we just try our best to go in, hahaha managed!&lt;br /&gt;but all of us went static at one point because there is no space to even scratch your TOOOOT!&lt;br /&gt;Miss F and Mr T was practically hugging each other, well I have totally no idea whether if that's intentional or accidental though =p&lt;br /&gt;luckily i'm tall enough to be able to grasp some fresh air from the air vent rather than to sniff other's arm pit HAHA! lol, kk jz kidding lol~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, changed the BGM since they are so many complaints bout it lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-3122896369500570275?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/3122896369500570275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=3122896369500570275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/3122896369500570275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/3122896369500570275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2010/12/mv-outing.html' title='MV outing'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-239961068110762072</id><published>2010-12-22T01:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T01:21:10.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUCCESS!!</title><content type='html'>Yeah baby~&lt;br /&gt;I got the job as GAB promoter!&lt;br /&gt;Never heard of this GAB before? think again.&lt;br /&gt;1, 2, 3&lt;br /&gt;its Guiness Anchor Berhad. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I got an opportunity to get extra allowance before CNY so that I can spend on things I love by my own without wanting money from mom =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, of course, thanks to Alex who gave me the chance for the interview, and every each of you that I called owe me one! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, had quite a day with Yap, Liew, Khor, Kok Wai, Meg, Jia Wern and Ah Lui. To go and interview and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Initially it worries me because they need only 6 people but due to some miscommunication but we end up there with 8 fella. And I was afraid that the effort we paid to go all the way there to PJ is futile! But everything went well eventually  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to celebrate with dotA!!&lt;br /&gt;More outings to come! Thurs gonna go swim [too bad, only a few joining]&lt;br /&gt;Friday go the mines!&lt;br /&gt;Saturday go BKB and YC for Christmas! weeehoo! Paintball!! Bila! Just gotta plan for it! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;I want to do so many things, its just that I got limited financial support and time lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, try to wave your hand like an orchestra's conductor while listening to the BGM, seriously you can feel the flow of it, hahaha [this is so totally random yes i know! haha]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-239961068110762072?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/239961068110762072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=239961068110762072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/239961068110762072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/239961068110762072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2010/12/success.html' title='SUCCESS!!'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-3595779301628561970</id><published>2010-12-18T23:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T23:46:34.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I disappointed them</title><content type='html'>I skipped my EG exam today. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;After sessions of trainings and reading.. I came to a point of realization whereby, I'm actually not really into arts, huh? Well, I like to look, and for some paintings, at least I will appreciate.. But to go in details and scrutinize every single subtle, intricate feature of it, I'm afraid I'm not the one to do so.. Maybe I shall put myself in a field that I'm keen of, and to contribute to kosen-rufu through there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time really waits for no one.. Everything is changing!&lt;br /&gt;For example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TQ22mmlfDTI/AAAAAAAAAJg/kLnOelanPgE/s1600/DSC04112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TQ22mmlfDTI/AAAAAAAAAJg/kLnOelanPgE/s320/DSC04112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552294689926745394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I was 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TQ23R8W8xfI/AAAAAAAAAJo/EqZHJnGQ6Ec/s1600/33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TQ23R8W8xfI/AAAAAAAAAJo/EqZHJnGQ6Ec/s320/33.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552295434505733618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Current state of Brian.&lt;br /&gt;After 13 years~&lt;br /&gt;I got a weird feeling, hard to express through words after seeing the difference of this.. I dunno why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I was scavenging through some of the old pictures.. And I noticed, our parent, was once like us too.. having funny pictures, smiling and laughing crazily.. ahh... Just like us.. And time makes them into someone like them, now.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, not really sure what I'm trying to bring out anyway.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah oh yea! this pic is for the passport renewal purpose, gonna go s'pore for countdown this year.. =D&lt;br /&gt;But not really anticipating it actually, dah la the currency there is about 2x our Rm, and the culture and food there is of less difference compared to Malaysia.. But nvm laa, jz gonna have fun taking pictures there I guess, especially in the universal studio, here I come~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.. The pain on my back is getting apparent as days pass by.. Especially rainy days! Sigh, I hope that muscle strengthening exercise could ease the ache there, because its making me really slozzy[sloppy and lazy]!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-3595779301628561970?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/3595779301628561970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=3595779301628561970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/3595779301628561970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/3595779301628561970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-disappointed-them.html' title='I disappointed them'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TQ22mmlfDTI/AAAAAAAAAJg/kLnOelanPgE/s72-c/DSC04112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-5686841547967537702</id><published>2010-12-17T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T07:47:38.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unleash the beast within!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;16/12/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;8.00am - chanted Nam-Myo-Ho-Ren-Ge-Kyo 3 times, lifting my pencil and gave it all out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;8.30am - Dripping sweat with endless sighing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;9.45am - Stuffed my IC back into my wallet.. and.... I'M FREEEEEEEEEEE!!! *Jumps up breaking ceiling*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The red-horned, glinted eyes, furious and trembling being in me is tearing the Brian into someone else!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;10.15am - Reached sg.chua badminton court, blow water wif vincent the gay, william the wushu master, wye kit the wen ket, kok wai the ham sap cock and Liew the boss of blacks while waiting for the court to open..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;anyway, at dat time, norman is SUPPOSED to be with us, but he fetched a girl with him and both of them is staying in the car till 11+. Menurut pandangan kok wai, norman is releasing his stress! sounds wrong huh? lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;11.00am - 1.30pm : Excreting excess nitrogenous waste, water, and mineral salt via skin through the action of maneuvering and balancing the coordination between the torso and appendages with the aid of a racquet and a coc.. i mean shuttlecock. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;In other words, Im playing badminton. lol.. anyway, got pawned by others in badminton, not in form, AT ALL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;[sorry wye kit, for the 2 smashes at the neck lol.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;2.00pm-5.00pm : Straight after badminton we went to a renowned[kononnya] CC in Semenyih. Played for 3 hrs of dotA and CS... GOT PAWNED AGAIN!! sigh really x song laaa, must train harder to own them back! =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;5.00pm-6.00pm : Went kok wai the hamsap's house to have a rejuvenating bath b4 heading to the class party! His house is not bad =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;And so we eventually reached the climax of the day, the class party!! yeeehaayy~! Karamjit came 1st, followed by Puan Sabariah =D Pn Asiah FFK me cuz she has to go PJ.. lol, not blaming u teacher, don worry haha... Mr Soh reached later on and start to talk about what we gonna do during holidays! No idea, gonna see how it goes but for now I'm pretty sure I'm gonna do nothing beneficial lol.. play game 1st! hehe! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Pn Chew became the spark light when she came the latest cuz she forgot the time! lol.. And Michelle got attracted to her like a bee to a rose[oh such a wonderful comparison here~] since she missed her so much =) and they keep talking about Chem stuff, which slightly annoyed Meg which has not even the slightest bit mood discuss bout it, I shrugged, she smiled. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so that day ended like that.. Oh not to forget that i slept at 2 cuz playing dota lol..&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, gonna start packing and clean my disposal site[my study room] tomoro. [the 18th]&lt;br /&gt;Can't relax 100% cuz i'm still having an exam this Sunday WHICH I DID NOT PREPARED AT ALL because STPM was b4 this.. sigh..&lt;br /&gt;But today's sing k's session gave me a gud laugh and a great excuse for me to scream to the top of my lungs =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-5686841547967537702?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/5686841547967537702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=5686841547967537702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/5686841547967537702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/5686841547967537702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2010/12/unleash-beast-within.html' title='Unleash the beast within!'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-6810784681927274428</id><published>2010-12-09T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T07:46:49.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moments before breaking free of the shackles of examination =)</title><content type='html'>2 more papers left!&lt;br /&gt;And I'm gonna be someone I've never been!!  [lol?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall.. I'm not really satisfied with my own performance for my exam.. I could have done better.. But what could I say? I did not persevere as others did.&lt;br /&gt;Most of my friends studied like there's no tomorrow and tying a white cloth on their forehead with 'KAMIKAZE' printed in red.&lt;br /&gt;Me?&lt;br /&gt;I'm having fun with my seductive and deadly dotA, which it draws me into an abyss of darkness, leaving me deafened by consciousness later on = ='' sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who knows? If there are SO MANY people out there taking STPM, it might, it MIGHT just happened that MOST of them has the same problem as mine, pulling down the graph, and voila! I got some good results?? [Blind hope.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got approached by my ex-primary school friend of mine lately, suggesting to me that selling water machine is one of the most lucrative job available..&lt;br /&gt;Dude, 6-8k per month with 0% investment, how could that be not tempting?&lt;br /&gt;But its not as easy as you think though, to sell off 18 units of it that worth about rm2k each.. Its like approaching 18 household in a month with all of them agreeing to install the water machine!&lt;br /&gt;But still, i'm not losing hope yet though, maybe if we work it out, something good might just happen, the company is not established for nothing you know? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing much to be said... I guess I'm losing my flare in blogging.. ugh this is bad. = =''&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-6810784681927274428?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/6810784681927274428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=6810784681927274428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/6810784681927274428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/6810784681927274428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2010/12/moments-before-breaking-free-of.html' title='Moments before breaking free of the shackles of examination =)'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-416397821844603610</id><published>2010-08-29T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T01:31:16.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dialogues</title><content type='html'>Culture can really unite people huh?&lt;br /&gt;Today I spoke to a few person that is of other nationality&lt;br /&gt;-Taiwanese&lt;br /&gt;-And others are Arab&lt;br /&gt;Sadly enough none of them are XX! sigh.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, although I didn't really know them before this but I was able to communicate with them smoothly with minor language barrier via the exchange of experience about culture [In my case, FOOD of course! haha]&lt;br /&gt;What you expect? You think I'm gonna talk about some super ancient civilization or history about their and our country intensely? lol, of course not!&lt;br /&gt;Talked about food in Taiwan, in Libya and stuff like that... Now that I know, although Malaysia's size is about ~10% of the size of Libya and having the population of about ~25mil, guess what's their population?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~F.I.V.E.M.I.L.L.I.O.N. only!!&lt;br /&gt;wow damnnn, so sikit orang, haha.. ok, its some new stuff for me, and i showed the 0.o face to him haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A conclusion they made is that the food here is the better compared to their country's and they say that civilian here in Malaysia are comparatively more naive than that of their country's? I highly doubt that though. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh! The way Arab speaks, iss sooo interesting!!&lt;br /&gt;They always have a lot of pronunciation starts with 'schn' or 'th' and it started of in some super soprano high voice [Just like the starting of the song in my blog] for their sentence haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step up 3 is a truly must watch movie for those who loves hands-waving-booty-shaking body-trembling-soul-soaring moves! lol&lt;br /&gt;I would rate his story line as WEAK, because there aren't any serious conflicts or what not, and the flow is quite predictable actually..&lt;br /&gt;What makes the whole show, a show, is the abundance in dancing and battle scene which made me goes AHHHH~! [ok that sounds gay though]&lt;br /&gt;haha, SERIOUSLY! Their moves are so cool that at one point I felt like standing up and follow the music! Let me see you pop~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm what more... oh, the curry in Ichiban Ramen, don't try it dude, I can cook like 23x better than that  == '' and that set of meal robbed me Rm 20 literally ugh... Imagine how I can spent that money in pasar malam instead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glynn!! heh heh......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-416397821844603610?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/416397821844603610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=416397821844603610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/416397821844603610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/416397821844603610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2010/08/dialogues.html' title='Dialogues'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-403639633166423187</id><published>2010-08-20T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T06:30:18.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My turn to crap</title><content type='html'>Guess what, I won myself an 'award' being one of the best actor for the sketch, haha, vids are on FB, lazy to upload, and results in getting myself a thesaurus, which I think it comes in quite handy, to make your sentence having subtle meaning haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there are some 'BLOOD FEUD' going on in school.. If you ask me, its NOTHING big actually, its just that pride and ego takes over one's consciousness and worsens a matter, ugh, ego, what a bad quality to have it on. To actually think that you are of higher superiority than other, shallow. Although at times we tend to be like this too, consciously or unconsciously, we must eradicate this, at once! Learn to be humble, and yes, I'm learning =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's one chinese proverb saying something like 'the longer you spent with someone then only you will get to know one's real attitude'&lt;br /&gt;Can't agree more.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we get to be deceived by that individual's seemingly kind-nice-benign nature but deep down inside...... We never know. But I still believe that if you treat others sincerely, MOST OF THE TIME, most of the time la, not everytime, lol.. they will treat you back sincerely too =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and one more thing, recently I found out some natural, affordable, abundant revitalizing and neutralizing recipe [lol], for more info, please refer to the note attached in my fb profile, haha, its this short then, till the next time, bye~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-403639633166423187?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/403639633166423187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=403639633166423187&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/403639633166423187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/403639633166423187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-turn-to-crap.html' title='My turn to crap'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-6875126270242978337</id><published>2010-08-05T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T08:22:52.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conviction</title><content type='html'>How often can we say out loud, in a determined manner, or rather, defiantly to our own lazy nature, that, 'I WANT TO DO THIS!' ? Not always huh? *self reflecting*&lt;br /&gt;EVEN IF, we did set up a goal, a target, a mission or anything synonymic with it, how long can this spirit perpetuate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a rather motivating and fruitful meeting just now. What Angela [our SD leader] said was truly realistic rather than ideological, to be moved at the point when you are moved, and that's not enough! And to set a goal for self, there and then, and as you promised yourself to achieve something, you are somehow FORCED to fulfill the promise you self promised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A light that shines in the dark, the darker the surrounding, the brighter the source illuminates. To be changed and altered and influenced and somehow distracted by the surrounding is just a weak reason showing you are not disciplined enough to do what is supposed to be done. And THAT, is the current most likely major and greatest threat facing us, the youth and teens. Being an adolescent should be the golden era of a man's life, the vigor, valor, aggressive qualities that should be in us to create a memorable, reputable and invaluable history in this span of time. Instead, most of us [well, sadly enough, including me] are swayed by the waves of reluctance, of sedentary, of comfort and of no value. Again, this must be changed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CONVICTION!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DETERMINATION!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SELF-DISCIPLINE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Work hard to achieve it! Let's work on it together! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-6875126270242978337?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/6875126270242978337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=6875126270242978337&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/6875126270242978337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/6875126270242978337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2010/08/conviction.html' title='Conviction'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-7594633848554202101</id><published>2010-08-03T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T20:33:40.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sticky</title><content type='html'>There are things bugging me nowadays&lt;br /&gt;I know I have to scrap it off before it incorporates in me&lt;br /&gt;Being helpful is great, but know our own limit is of greater importance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-7594633848554202101?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/7594633848554202101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=7594633848554202101&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/7594633848554202101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/7594633848554202101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2010/08/sticky.html' title='Sticky'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-7224523613175349770</id><published>2010-07-31T23:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T23:49:48.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not too bad for a quiz that asks absurd questions lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label1"&gt;Other people find you very interesting, but you are really hiding your true self. Your friends love you because you are a good listener. They'll probably still love you if you learn to be yourself with them.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label2"&gt;You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label3"&gt;You prefer to get to know a person very well before deciding whether you will commit to the relationship.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label4"&gt;Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex. In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive, so you will find yourself with plenty of dates.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your views on education&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label5"&gt;Education is less important than the real world out there, away from the classroom. Deep inside you want to start working, earning money and living on your own.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label6"&gt;You have plenty of dream jobs but have little chance of doing any of them if you don't focus on something in particular. You need to choose something and go for it to be happy and achieve success.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label7"&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label8"&gt;You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label9"&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-7224523613175349770?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/7224523613175349770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=7224523613175349770&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/7224523613175349770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/7224523613175349770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2010/07/not-too-bad-for-quiz-that-asks-absurd.html' title='Not too bad for a quiz that asks absurd questions lol'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-8846807594817939704</id><published>2010-07-28T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T06:29:53.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seed of Hope</title><content type='html'>It is in every single individual that existed, existing and going to be exist-tified.&lt;br /&gt;Had an exhibition on27th July, dated few days back, I would say its a success! Not a big one for sure, but certainly its a great kick start for all =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TFAoxkGuIJI/AAAAAAAAAJA/_MdRoboBCH0/s1600/DSC02974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TFAoxkGuIJI/AAAAAAAAAJA/_MdRoboBCH0/s320/DSC02974.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498939976989941906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The last panel giving chance to every visitor to leave their impression notes.. Of course, there are some that's quite dumb lol, I shall save my breath [or finger's energy?] from describing all their notes lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TFAryjYy3vI/AAAAAAAAAJI/qIpzcZjjWnw/s1600/DSC02975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TFAryjYy3vI/AAAAAAAAAJI/qIpzcZjjWnw/s320/DSC02975.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498943292512067314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A total of 2 panels, one for BM and one for BI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I would like to express my deepest gratitude to ALL my friends and exhibition guides, facilitators, teacher advisers, SGM EG group, mom etc and etc [winning nobel prize meh! crazyyyy] without them, it is virtually impossible to have this to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flow for that day was rather smooth, everything was under control until the clock strikes at 2, and the flooding of afternoon session's student! omg, the CHAOS they bring in!!&lt;br /&gt;'bang bang, pompuan tu cun ah, ada bf tak?'&lt;br /&gt;'why do we have to eat A VEGETABLE, instead of VEGETABLES?'[its one of the phrase in the panels]&lt;br /&gt;some even go to the extent that they kacau those exhibition guides, and they were just 14 yrs old max! ahhh crazy.. and i had to be the one that resolves the conflict, charging in taking the spotlight when the EG [esp gals, FYI, my current skool is a BOY skool, all teramat sgt despo] got HARASSED by those visitors. *backswing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just a very brief 'what-is-this-exhi-all-about' intro here:&lt;br /&gt;This is an exhibition that is created and propagated by the collaborative efforts of SGI[Soka gakkai international and Earth Charter International]&lt;br /&gt;Generally, it tells us what threats are mankind currently facing now, such as&lt;br /&gt;i) Nature's degradation&lt;br /&gt;ii) Extreme inequalities between human&lt;br /&gt;iii) Weather shifting patterns and climatic abnormalities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, 1464 BILLION USD was spent in 2008 for military expenditure, while onli 1.86 billion USD is sufficient to help ppl all around the world to have a basic shelter, clean water and safe food to eat.&lt;br /&gt;The funding used in military is TEN TIMES higher than the money allocated for the welfare of human being that is supposed to be prioritized.. Can you make sense out of this seemingly absurd but real statistic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the core message that this exhibition wants to bring out to the visitors is that everybody has the power to change everything, even if it starts with only ONE.&lt;br /&gt;The element for this is to be empowered, in this exhibition, there are a few examples where individuals taking actions at a local level which eventually inspires a lot of  people and make their action a globally moved effort later on.&lt;br /&gt;You can be a housewife, a student, a clerk, or anyone! But nothing can stop you from dominating your own path of life =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TFAs4cyX6ZI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Ui-83ZSZeQ0/s1600/DSC02977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TFAs4cyX6ZI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Ui-83ZSZeQ0/s320/DSC02977.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498944493331147154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Remember my previous post about my possession? ta-daaaa! =D&lt;br /&gt;I love the quality of the sound, texture wise, I still cant really feel the difference haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-8846807594817939704?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/8846807594817939704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=8846807594817939704&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/8846807594817939704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/8846807594817939704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2010/07/seed-of-hope.html' title='Seed of Hope'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TFAoxkGuIJI/AAAAAAAAAJA/_MdRoboBCH0/s72-c/DSC02974.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-3168696173564118561</id><published>2010-07-21T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T10:27:27.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts.</title><content type='html'>When obstacles avalanches, things tearing apart, you mend it back, instead of disposing it, you try hard to save it from the fate to be nothing but nothing. Although it creates less value than what it is supposed to be, but something is better than nothing.[Related to something that's happening right now.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so weird that when you are doing nothing, and midnight strikes, all the emotions surge your heart, that is why I have the sudden impulse of typing something, even if it bring no sense to most reader, lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way, something seriously random! My mom woke up just now [1.24am] and shouted 'abi abi, fai dit hei sen lor! qi jor!'&lt;br /&gt;I was at the computer room and heard faint shout from my mom and I tot some cockroach fly on her or sumthing, then listen properly haha...&lt;br /&gt;then I responded with = ='' [ok she cant see it oso] 'mii ahhh.. yi ga yat dim gei jek la... wa laoo.. hoi fen laaa' lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my main line.. Hmm, what I was saying.. ahhh, yea, the lonesome in me when darkness and coldness strikes! Dunno why.. really feel like having someone to talk to or even to text.. but how come when other ppl is texting me I don't even give any effort to reply them? [subject is a girl.]&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly thought of mic's quote, 'I WAN2 PAK TOR!' [you said this rite? lol]&lt;br /&gt;then thought of yee's status in fb : 'love is nothing but the tricks hormone are playing on us, it is 99% imaginary and 1% true, and that 1% is pain that love inflicts on us.'&lt;br /&gt;waaa hou sem ah~&lt;br /&gt;that statement is very very pessimistic yes i noe, but somehow it carries some truth behind it.&lt;br /&gt;Love is like a fire? It feels warm to be around with, but when it goes out of control it engulfs us and we are reduced into nothing but ashes. The feeling of despair for those who had been disappointed by, is not much better than a pile of reduced ashes. ahh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone is around for you, it wont stay forever in that way for you, treasure, cherish, and be gratitude.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-3168696173564118561?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/3168696173564118561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=3168696173564118561&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/3168696173564118561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/3168696173564118561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2010/07/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts.'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-556587192957962293</id><published>2010-07-05T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T07:26:17.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New possession</title><content type='html'>Its gonna be mine... soon enough! and when that happens, I'm gonna be posting up her picture in every pages available! she's a beauty~ ahhhh~*sigh admiringly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got my mid-term result, which is rather VERY non-satisfying. 4 B+, a pointer of 3.33. And how on Earth could that kind of result bring me to Nanyang U? My dream is drifting away from me.. away, and never to be back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhibition is going to be a reality if nothing obstructs the progress. Now I'm cracking my head to distribute shifts, languages and panel's selection to all my Exhibition Guide member, but still, I'm really do appreciate what they did for me, especially the AJKs..&lt;br /&gt;-Cheng&lt;br /&gt;-Ivy&lt;br /&gt;-Vincent&lt;br /&gt;-Amir&lt;br /&gt;-Yuen Jing (managing the whole lower 6!)&lt;br /&gt;Just to name a few, and of course, everybody's effort is highly appreciated and I thank you guys whole heartedly here =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YMD and HSD meet gonna come soon too! ahhh plan Plan and more PLANS!!&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I can only go for such meetings and events.. I'm not joining this year's P-53..[It is merdeka day celebration for the 53rd time FYI] Due to time constrain, and well, my susceptibility to procrastinate.. oh, cant resist virtual temptations, how weak I am... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh! ok, im working in Metro Point every Sunday now in conjunction with the flea market there started last 2 weeks, promoting Wendy Dance Centre.. so, for those who are interested in dancing or even workouts, why not give us a try then? =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-556587192957962293?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/556587192957962293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=556587192957962293&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/556587192957962293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/556587192957962293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2010/07/new-possession.html' title='New possession'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-5425642210508452494</id><published>2010-06-11T04:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T07:18:46.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fellow inhabitants</title><content type='html'>We bear the responsibility to protect and ensure the sustainability of future generations. You might ask : 'Why do I even care? The Earth is deteriorating, so?' And THAT'S, actually the MAIN problem that humans are facing now&lt;br /&gt;- lack of awareness,&lt;br /&gt;-do things which only convenient them the most&lt;br /&gt;-does not care what's happening in the surrounding with that ever growing 'TAK APA' behavior.&lt;br /&gt;or better yet if I put it in this way, nihilism. The total rejection of religious and moral beliefs, very thought of life as a meaningless ordeal and it has nothing to be proud of. If they don't cherish their own life, would they care about their surroundings, or even to take the challenge to make the world a better place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is a rotten and unhealthy ideology that should be vanquished at all cost!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, coming back to the central idea of my post today.&lt;br /&gt;In recent decades there are frequent drastic and extreme climatic changes. Yes, I'm well addressed that there are climatic changes and global warming even in Ice Age! but the frequency of recent storms and unpredicted weather behaviour is exceeding the normal data as recorded ages ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TBIeCF_FMDI/AAAAAAAAAI4/MTHSaR1Y2K8/s1600/57211928.fourpeaks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TBIeCF_FMDI/AAAAAAAAAI4/MTHSaR1Y2K8/s320/57211928.fourpeaks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481476717778645042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Picture showing snow at the four peaks of Mazatzal, which is a DESERT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.tianchad.com/2009/03/hailstorm-in-malaysia-today.html&lt;br /&gt;this is a blog showing the hailstorm in MALAYSIA! yes you see it right, in Malaysia, which is a highly unusual sight to be seen, although hailstorm in other countries is has bigger impact than it has on here, because of the size of the ice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, most of us would just shrug it off saying its just one of the common cycle in mother nature's calender, why? Because it would be the most convenient and logical solution to these inexplicable phenomena!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why we should stand up, do something out of the norm that leads to contribution not only to ourselves, but to others, societies, and in a larger scale, the world! And the precise term for this action is to have our own human revolution..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My quiet little human revolution [Which i hope it can somehow spark some thoughts and give some little inspiration to readers!!] :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i) My hope for now, is to have my skool to ban the usage of plastic cutlery in canteen!&lt;br /&gt;Seriously it is a sore to my eyes to have to see the rubbish bin full of non-recyclable, non-reusable items such as plastics and plastics spoons where all this could have been avoided if we care to use metal spoons and cups instead of all those non-reusable items.&lt;br /&gt;What I did towards this realization is to start with my own, that is to use metal spoons whenever im having meal there and try to tell others to follow my way, so to reduce the garbage formed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii)To use tupperwares, tiffin carriers instead of plastics and polysterene.&lt;br /&gt;For this, i have to express my deepest salutation to a middle age woman in malaysia. [sry i don really noe the biography of this lady as i heard her achievement through my friend.]&lt;br /&gt;She boycotted products that are packaged in plastics and try to minimize the usage of plastic in every single aspect of her life. As she quoted :'We live through the years without plastic, so, why not?'&lt;br /&gt;in other words, WE WON'T DIE DUE TO DEFICIENCY IN PLASTICS!&lt;br /&gt;its just a matter of convenience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, to list down what i've done and what i hope to be done will make this post to have words of avogrado constant [lol?]. So, to sum up everything, I hope that everyone of us will take up the challenge and step out the 1st step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might be thinking 'oh, what contribution can I made, im so small, powerless, and im just alone, what possible effect could i bring towards the world'.&lt;br /&gt;IT IS tempting to feel powerless when we face such gigantic issue, but we are the one responsible to do something towards it, so, instead of backing out, we should uphold the challenge with great enthusiasm and courage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm well accustomed that its not easy to step out of our comfort zone and do something that is totally new and might even be criticized by the norms, but, our miniature efforts if accumulated and widespread, the power of unity would be unimaginable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's not be disempowered and overwhelmed by the complexity or the seemingly hopeless crises that arouses, instead, let's think ahead, make appropriate and correct ways to help contribute towards the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As what President Ikeda[A poet, philosopher, author, founder of SGI and a world reputable and renowned man]  quoted : 'A great human revolution in just a SINGLE INDIVIDUAL will help achieve a change in the destiny of a nation and, further, will enable a change in the destiny of all humankind.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, start doing something today!!&lt;br /&gt;-Switching off lights when its unnecessary, avoid the usage of electrical appliances that consumes a lot of energy [air cond, you can always take of ur shirt if u feel hot! lol]&lt;br /&gt;- support local products instead of imported products as they are shipped through a long journey[which consumes A LOT OF energy] before reaching our hands.&lt;br /&gt;-support vegetable, reduce the consumption of meat [especially cows! because it takes a lot of energy to rear a cow than to plant a carrot!]&lt;br /&gt;-try to recycle, do everything appropriate towards the restoration of this world's optimum health =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few quotes that i find quite encouraging and meaningful :&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wangari Maathai [Earth Charter commissioner and nobel peace prize laureate]&lt;/span&gt;  :'It's very, very important for us to take action AT THE LOCAL LEVEL. Because someimtes when we think of global problems, we get disempowered. But when we take actions and local level, we are empowered.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eleanor Roosevelt :'You must do the thing you think you cannot do.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. and so, there's one more from Maathai which i partially remember, its sumthing like this :'Imagine there are thousands, or millions of people out there doing the same thing, the power is unimaginable..'&lt;br /&gt;And im referring this quote to both destruction and restoration, please ponder, and spread the words!! thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-5425642210508452494?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/5425642210508452494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=5425642210508452494&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/5425642210508452494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/5425642210508452494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2010/06/fellow-inhabitants.html' title='Fellow inhabitants'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TBIeCF_FMDI/AAAAAAAAAI4/MTHSaR1Y2K8/s72-c/57211928.fourpeaks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-1985358283102508053</id><published>2010-06-11T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T18:39:07.102-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fellow inhabitants</title><content type='html'>We bear the responsibility to protect and ensure the sustainability of future generations. You might ask : 'Why do I even care? The Earth is deteriorating, so?' And THAT'S, actually the MAIN problem that humans are facing now&lt;br /&gt;- lack of awareness,&lt;br /&gt;-do things which only convenient them the most&lt;br /&gt;-does not care what's happening in the surrounding with that ever growing 'TAK APA' behavior.&lt;br /&gt;or better yet if I put it in this way, nihilism. The total rejection of religious and moral beliefs, very thought of life as a meaningless ordeal and it has nothing to be proud of. If they don't cherish their own life, would they care about their surroundings, or even to take the challenge to make the world a better place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is a rotten and unhealthy ideology that should be vanquished at all cost!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, coming back to the central idea of my post today.&lt;br /&gt;In recent decades there are frequent drastic and extreme climatic changes. Yes, I'm well addressed that there are climatic changes and global warming even in Ice Age! but the frequency of recent storms and unpredicted weather behaviour is exceeding the normal data as recorded ages ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TBIeCF_FMDI/AAAAAAAAAI4/MTHSaR1Y2K8/s1600/57211928.fourpeaks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481476717778645042" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TBIeCF_FMDI/AAAAAAAAAI4/MTHSaR1Y2K8/s320/57211928.fourpeaks.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 212px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 427px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture showing the presence of snow in the Mazatzal Mountains. Which is a DESERT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xG_orGqMKV8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a link showing the severe hailstorm in Oklahama, yes hailstorm is nothing new for us, but hailstorm THIS size?&lt;br /&gt;anyway, there was a hailstorm in malaysia[WHICH IS HIGHLY UNUSUAL] but too bad I cant find the footage of it.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While all these climatic events are taking place, most of us just shrug it off and say its just another normal day in mother nature's cycle. Because this would be the most convenient and APPARENTLY most logical answer to those weird phenomena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why we should not do things that are convenient to us, instead, do things that contributes to not only yourself, but to others, and of course in a larger scale, the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not feel disempowered or overwhelmed when global crisis and seemingly immense and complicated trouble occurs, we, as human always has the unlimited potential raging in us to surmount against the obstacle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My own quiet little human revolution.. [which i hope it can somehow spark some thoughts and be somewhat inspiring or motivational!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-One of my greatest hope in school, is to ban the usage of plastic spoons!&lt;br /&gt;the 1st step im taking is to use metal spoon every time i'm having my meal there, and try to tell the others to do the same too. Seriously its a sore to the eyes to see the rubbish bin full with plastics, plastic spoons and all others non-recycleable, non-reusable items when it can all be avoided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-To use reusable containers or tiffin carriers instead of plastics or polysterene.&lt;br /&gt;For this case, I have to give my highest salutation to a middle age woman from which i heard from my friend. [sry, don really noe the biography bout this woman.] she minimize the usage of plastic in her life by boycotting anything that has a lot of plastic for its packaging. A quote from her, 'we are able to live through out the years without plastic, so, why not?'&lt;br /&gt;in other words, WE WONT DIE FROM INSUFFICIENT OF PLASTIC!!&lt;br /&gt;this non-degradeable item is consuming a lot of spaces for garbage disposal purposes, plus, the weak mentality of malaysians that do less to segregate recycleable items and pile up everything in only one rubbish bin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok if i am to list down all the things that im doing and i wish to do, this will be a post of words having avogrado constant...&lt;br /&gt;wat im trying to tell u guys is that, PLEASE, start from your own, one, can DEFINITELY make a BIG difference.&lt;br /&gt;A human revolution can ultimately change the destiny of the WHOLE MANKIND. Starting from self, to family, community, nation, worldwide, and finally, to the whole mankind..&lt;br /&gt;This is what President Ikeda, a scholar, philosopher, educator, author and worldwide renowned great man quoted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start today! switch off light when its unnecessary! Try to avoid the usage of any electrical appliances that consumes high energy! [high energy demands more energy input and more heat is contributed] remember, you are not alone.. you might be pondering what all this is about? What can I contribute to the world if I'm the only one doing all these things? You might even wonder upon the thoughts that you will be labelled as 'mr green freak' for being conservative and aware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see? You see how the world is going on now? The rightful, justice and good hearted person will always be outcast and labelled as weird, while those following the norm, doing things that may not be right will be acceptable and mutually believed to be correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are human, we are different from animals in the sense that we have thoughts while they have brain, we have soul while they have only instinct. THINK, before you act! Do not follow the norm blindly, be righteous and stand up when you think you are right! Do not be defeated by evil forces[sounds cartoon-ish. lol], or influence from friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we as youth do not have the capability to analyze and contribute to the society, who would?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-1985358283102508053?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/1985358283102508053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=1985358283102508053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/1985358283102508053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/1985358283102508053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2010/06/fellow-inhabitants_11.html' title='Fellow inhabitants'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/TBIeCF_FMDI/AAAAAAAAAI4/MTHSaR1Y2K8/s72-c/57211928.fourpeaks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-4491636064081715035</id><published>2010-06-06T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T01:35:23.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunway lagoon</title><content type='html'>1st of all, sry, im not posting this for the sake of promoting (which, they STRONGLY encourage us to do haha)  bt jz to tell my experience in sunway lagoon yesterday, that differs TOTALLY from what i've been experiencing all along the previous years.. (twice only to be exact haha)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, jz a brief intro on wats revolving there yesterday.. sunway lagoon(SL, make it short) acquired the award of being the best water park or sumthing in the past 3 yrs, 2007,2008 and 2009, and they are determined and zeal to make the 4th a reality this year.. and so, they invited bloggers and non-bloggers (i jz join, without stating im one haha, and i don qualify to be one oso, wif my poor language and inactive participation in this blogger's world) to let us help them promote SL to the world.. and make the public vote them.. or sumthing like dat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, in reward, they gave us...&lt;br /&gt;1)FREE admission to ALL parks for that day.&lt;br /&gt;2)FREE flow of nasi lemak + teh tarik + coffee in the "Lighthouse" (Not to forget the sotongS and rendangS!) before the race.&lt;br /&gt;3)FREE buffet&lt;br /&gt;4)2 FREE tickets for every participant for ALL parks which has its validity till Nov..&lt;br /&gt;*practically flinging a towel and jumping all around now* lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the event we had that day was something like the Amazing Race. we had a few stations and we have to figure which station to go from the clues... and some of it is REALLY wen ket..&lt;br /&gt;like this :&lt;br /&gt;1)Unity is the key of LONGetivity... yes u get it right, its the hanging bridge! cuz its LONG! lol..&lt;br /&gt;2) Find the native weapon! (wif an axe as the picture beside it) and its in the wild wild west place.. swt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, pretty much, quite ez and stuff..&lt;br /&gt;the onli hard thing in those task is that u have to be decisive, act fast, and delegate and segregate ur team member to make thing works faster and more efficiently!&lt;br /&gt;we can even 'borrow' public members to join us if the task needs more ppl than wat we had that time...&lt;br /&gt;and to beg around to CUT queue (thumbs up for michelle.L) thats jz so cool haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few things that i've never attempt in my life was attempted yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;1)Kissing a snake on its head. (Those big yellow snake u can expect in malacca)&lt;br /&gt;2) Run around SL finding for clues, asking ppl like some mad woman losing her child. (lol?)&lt;br /&gt;3)Shoot up to the sky higher than 5 storey building(or more) and have to keep looking down to read the clues hidden&lt;br /&gt;4)Flying fox! (ok this is so not special for u guys, bt that's the 1st time in my life!)&lt;br /&gt;5) Tried jumping on a trampoline!! pe-doink, pe-doink (ok don worry, it is still there intact, no holes)&lt;br /&gt;6)Archery!! inches from bullseye!!!(again, cant deny the fact that mic.L and winky get 1 bullseye each, and 1 more from outsider due to her 'cute'-ness? LOL)&lt;br /&gt;7)Lastly... this is rather embarrassing...*holding up a silk handkerchief with thumb and index finger of both hand near the mouth while smiling sheepishly *I... Bathed there... and..... ok, wear back my jeans without my undergarment and sit ktm back home... WOW! lol.. cuz i din expect that we will get wet! i tot its jz some amazing race stuff and so i bought a set of attire WITHOUT the undergarment... lol damn... feels quite AIRY down there... hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.. so thats about it i guess..&lt;br /&gt;For wat i can see from Sunway lagoon, its actually quite good, and there's a lot of improvement and development going on.. the onli thing i hate about SL is the LONGGGGGG queue we have to endure jz to have a few seconds of ride...&lt;br /&gt;bt overall, its rily fun! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-4491636064081715035?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/4491636064081715035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=4491636064081715035&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/4491636064081715035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/4491636064081715035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2010/06/sunway-lagoon.html' title='Sunway lagoon'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-8111598898589623554</id><published>2010-04-17T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T06:23:52.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting breakthrough</title><content type='html'>Honestly, I was amazed by my own calmness. haha..&lt;br /&gt;We had Biology practical practice on Friday, mice dissecting event! woohoo~ but, that was not the compulsory experiment, that's why we used preserved(super dry, shrunken, kinda waxy) lil white mice.&lt;br /&gt;And now to explore the private part of flowers, I was like, 'ugh wth? flower pun tgk ke...' lol&lt;br /&gt;For next week, we are gonna create dichotomous key for snails...&lt;br /&gt;and i remembered how strong the shell of the snail is attached to its body! crazy!&lt;br /&gt;try to imagine this:&lt;br /&gt;i) A snail attached on an inverted rubbish bin (conventional black,large, empty plastic rubbish bin)&lt;br /&gt;ii) tried to lift the snail off&lt;br /&gt;iii) the whole bin was lifted&lt;br /&gt;lol crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-countdown, 12 more days to have mid term exam. one of the major factor that's making my hair falling down everyday? lol&lt;br /&gt;-countdown,  10 more days before reaching the due date for exhibition guide member recruiting. Seriously, i hope my fren can fight alongside with me in this challenge, to work together hand in hand creating something awesome from scratch =)&lt;br /&gt;-countdown, 3 more days for the INFLUX of lower six. kok wai is gonna have a big head then! same goes to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. *sigh* why cant i be more motivated and hardworking! im just too dependent on something sometimes. no frens-cant study, no library-cant study, hot-cant study, pencil not sharp-cant study(lol wth?)&lt;br /&gt;damn.. damn!! michelle, don be so hardworking can o not!! u r freaking me out arghhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and recently.. im addicted to gossips.. like, wth?? b4 this im jz INTERESTED in it but now, its a whole new level lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to relate back to my title of the day, actually, there's no direct correlation oso.. this post was supposed to be brought out weeks ago, jz dat im too lazy to complete it haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owh, ya 1 more thing, im satisfied with my performance in muet speaking exam? (guess so)&lt;br /&gt;at least i didn't stutter with words and performed badly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wow, seriously, there's A LOT of ppl that's interested in photography, as in, the art of photography, not jz plain, simply taken photos. not bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, it will be long, savour =D (although this is not juicy at all)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-8111598898589623554?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/8111598898589623554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=8111598898589623554&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/8111598898589623554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/8111598898589623554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2010/04/interesting-breakthrough.html' title='Interesting breakthrough'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-1002840856978308168</id><published>2010-04-04T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T08:04:15.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent me.</title><content type='html'>There has been a lot of happenings in just a week. Sports day, my birthday, piano fiesta and elephant sanctuary.. and it all lead to the flooding in my facebook profile haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cbc84bd0785600f5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcbc84bd0785600f5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331090618%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D23E43E092402DC01E75CB246599AD52AE443401F.34707093DE8BA828CC57DBA3911A05869A275093%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcbc84bd0785600f5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dp0iKlrfsS4t4J6-o-zF2NQZ5yFc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcbc84bd0785600f5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331090618%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D23E43E092402DC01E75CB246599AD52AE443401F.34707093DE8BA828CC57DBA3911A05869A275093%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcbc84bd0785600f5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dp0iKlrfsS4t4J6-o-zF2NQZ5yFc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the performer that i LOVED the most (in the piano fiesta event)&lt;br /&gt;seriously, her music touches my heart&lt;br /&gt;I remembered once when i was down(cuz of hw stress or stuff like dat) and got no mood to do anything, then this enchanting melody of her was played, elegantly, beautifully~ wow..&lt;br /&gt;It brings me back to life!&lt;br /&gt;she's my classmate =D&lt;br /&gt;*sigh admiringly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, actually, most of the pictures are uploaded in facebook, so, its kinda like fb substituted the role of blog?(just creating a bullcrap to cover up my lazy act) lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for my vid, i didn't record my own vid for dat day itself, haha, no confidence lol. had my play recorded back in home.. and had it uploaded in fb yesterday =D (please do comment! haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, the thing that is haunting me now is.. the ever nearing exam that is marching relentlessly.. Especially the science subject and maths! *sigh* or actually u can just say im worried about EVERY subject.. even MUET, have no confidence in writing and speaking.. my teacher commented me that im having A LOT of grammatical errors during writing an essay... erghhhh, I really gotta improve my writing skills! read more? anyway, please do correct me if im having any grammar mistakes during conversation or stuff like that, its ok i wont be TOO defensive, don worry~ hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the other subjects, its not easy too, there's SO MANY things to cover.. including wat we'd learned in lower 6 (which, i had kicked it all outta my mind) ergh... i still remember the scene when our chem teacher called us to set the target for our mid term test&lt;br /&gt;teacher : so, wats ur aim for mid term test? must not be lower than 75 ah! cuz u get 75 for march exam!&lt;br /&gt;me : ....... *wrote the figure 7 and 5 forcefully*&lt;br /&gt;see, the pain to even write out my hope... ergh.. i rily hope i can cope up with all the activities im having and still manage to excel in my academics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my face's condition is worsening, any1 can recommend me any gud docs? no, i don wan2 go for facial treatment, docs would be the best.. and if u r recommending specialist, please laa don recommend those too expensive punya! mom don let.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its already april, its so soon, its so unexpected, its so uninvited.. *murmurs murmurs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-1002840856978308168?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/1002840856978308168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=1002840856978308168&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/1002840856978308168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/1002840856978308168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2010/04/recent-me.html' title='Recent me.'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-7672982987448385331</id><published>2010-03-25T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T08:42:00.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pooooofff.... (kepamcitan yang teramat sangat)</title><content type='html'>seriously, this is an EXHAUSTING week..&lt;br /&gt;mentally, physically, and emotionally...&lt;br /&gt;not to mention, the ongoing events in KHS for sports days is wearing me off, there are several few more factors that leads me to the title above..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, i notice how sly a person can turn into when its about winning and losing(don worry, its not u guys lol)&lt;br /&gt;its a f5 fella, participated in the lontar peluru event (same as me) who signaled the person who is supposed to give the measurement(his fren, f5 too) to have the point further back.. its SO obvious cuz i was responsible to pick up the metal ball and saw all their gestures..&lt;br /&gt;the greed in him, and the desire to win the competition SO MUCH misdirect him into cheating.. hyena is the word for him? (ok mayb its a lil' bit too heavy) lol.. pls take note that this is jz a VERY small, minor, unimportant event in skool lvl, and he did such stuff.. shame on him huh?&lt;br /&gt;bt, too bad, he lost to me =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, guess wat? im appointed as the commander for kindersley?! (my sport's house's name)&lt;br /&gt;fuhhh, imagine, x pernah kawat b4 in my life, and jz practiced for like, 2-3 times in BSMM and now i give command?? lol, kinda funny if u ask me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this saturday.. haih...&lt;br /&gt;this sunday... haihh.. pun x tau got o not, so rush...&lt;br /&gt;next monday.. YEAH!! yeahh baby yeahh!!!&lt;br /&gt;next tuesday.. i hope there will be something... yea... something..&lt;br /&gt;next wednesday, la la la la la la~~ standing, we are standing~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there will be not many 'NEXTs' left from may..&lt;br /&gt;where the nightmare begins to unfold itself..&lt;br /&gt;my trembling lips and heaving chest of speaking, when pointing out ideas.. IS KILLING ME!!! ok at least its killing my grades lol..&lt;br /&gt;the ability to speak fluently, grammar-error-free sentence is certainly a major obstacle for me, and for that, im trying my very best to rectify it starting like, ages ago lol.. no la, starting in lower 6.. trying to improve my conversing skill, cut down usages on 'la', 'lo', 'meh', 'ah?' etc etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for other subjects, i hope my discipline wont fail me! mid year exam is lurking menacingly fast.. and all those subjects i USED to master WAAAAAY back in lower 6.. here i come~~~ NEC here i come for u every thurs and fri!! and, MEWAH CLUB!! here i come for u every thurs!!! too bad gay, if there's no gals u have to face me for 3 hrs? lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomoro there will be tug of war competition, im gonna get screamo-activated by myself =D gotta get get~ gotta get get~&lt;br /&gt;anyway, sunday, fiesta concerto~ a state of peace in mind is wat i nid the most, luck wont do anything good in it, skills matters&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-7672982987448385331?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/7672982987448385331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=7672982987448385331&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/7672982987448385331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/7672982987448385331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2010/03/pooooofff-kepamcitan-yang-teramat.html' title='pooooofff.... (kepamcitan yang teramat sangat)'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-2852832569389581771</id><published>2010-03-16T07:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T07:44:26.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok...</title><content type='html'>Ok, seems like the previous post has no effect on me AT ALL. lol.. I shall rekindle the passion of writing!! Oh C'mon... I need more stimulation...!! (This sounds weird anyway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life, as in now, hmmm well, how should I phrase it? err well, there's no drastic changes, YET! (As I expected I would), and that's rather, well, pathetic.. = =''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still busy with school's work load and stuff.. And now that I decided to go to library twice every week for revision/completion of homework, hope that it can ease the difficulties of me understanding what's trying to be conveyed by teachers in school. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh.... I wanna be emo.. (already am, slightly) Cuz that is the main element that triggers me into writing, and post posted would be in higher quality and captivates more reader, rather than some random craps created jz to make this blog 'SEEMINGLY' alive.. lols.. (wen ket?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is something superficial deserves to be envied? I should have clear my thoughts on this like, AGES ago.. like, DUDE! its jz soooo SUPERFICIAL, why do I have to care so much anyway?! *bangs head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have entrust her with more faith? Or its just simply that the other part of me wanted to let go, already sick with this feeling of self hatred inflicted by her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally LOVE someone's pm in msn, 'sosickwituandyourlies, feltsostupidtobeloyaltoyoufor569days.'&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, nice one, somehow i jz get wat he means, i jz get it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over and over again~ this is the sad song that keeps playing with my heart, keeps fooling with my soul, over and over again~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noe im imperfect, nobody is!&lt;br /&gt;bt i demand more attention, yes u can say that im selfish&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wish i could be loved MORE, cared MORE, and appreciated MORE, by u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i noe im insensitive, or dull u might say&lt;br /&gt;bt well im trying hard, to cut this spiky edge of me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bt mayb sumtimes, im just thinking too much.&lt;br /&gt;being realistic is not my key characteristic, too bad&lt;br /&gt;I tend to imagine, and when im running wild in it, cold wave of reality hit me hard back into senses. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ur name will be clicked AUTOMATICALLY, when it popped out at the left bottom corner of my screen, and here goes, the ever-silence of dree, its killing me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be having a +ax^2 graph as my exterior, bt who noes, its jz a mere exterior, a pathetic epidermis that masked that -ax^2 soul of mine. who would imagine, a fragile soul concealed in a seemingly strong physique? (god knows wat im talking here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its BAD to be jealous, DUMB to be envious, STUPID to be selfish and FOOLISH to be angered by trivialities, bt, im not strong enuf to not to be gripped by this devilish grasp of devil, obscuring my vision, lowering my soul... =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-2852832569389581771?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/2852832569389581771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=2852832569389581771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/2852832569389581771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/2852832569389581771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2010/03/ok.html' title='Ok...'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-7735351616169242912</id><published>2010-02-02T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T07:38:56.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reviving the dead.</title><content type='html'>The blog, I meant up there.&lt;br /&gt;Still, as usual, there are LISTS of tasks on hand now.&lt;br /&gt;F6, memang laa..&lt;br /&gt;But&lt;br /&gt;I can choose either to grumble about it and do nothing over it&lt;br /&gt;Or&lt;br /&gt;I can brag it out as challenges I am to overcome and be proud of it! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, let me be random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I shall talk about the resolution I made for myself for this year! haha, since I made no resolution before this, I find it, erm, how to word this... urmm... special! yeah, that's the word, I find it special for me to have such AIM in this particular year.. hmmmm, why?&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea? Maybe I'm just trying to be more organized, being sluggish and aimless, is, well, pitiful in some sense... (No offense meant, I'm referring to myself.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-To be brave and outspoken, speak up against the norm when there's mistakes in it.&lt;br /&gt;-To be able to take up challenges and complete each task and adversities taken successfully&lt;br /&gt;-To be more motivated in an activity, being proactive and creative.&lt;br /&gt;-To improve my linguistic skills (esp English, now that I notice that I'm actually just average in it..)&lt;br /&gt;-To help and treat others well(appropriately) and also to develop strong friendship!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be tough and fun! Are we ready? I hope we are =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, do you guys know that eg actually stands for exempli gratia? (This is so totally random haha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-7735351616169242912?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/7735351616169242912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=7735351616169242912&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/7735351616169242912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/7735351616169242912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2010/02/reviving-dead.html' title='Reviving the dead.'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-8778029141906032578</id><published>2009-12-27T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T00:07:57.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>K-trip, FUN-NEY AH NOW?!</title><content type='html'>ok ok, im just WAYYYYYYYYYYYY to lazy to blog dats y i delayed the post till now xD..&lt;br /&gt;as u guys noe, i went for a 2d1n camp at shah alam taman pertanian aka K-trip on 26th and 27th..&lt;br /&gt;and following me was gay-cent and CHENG-dol hahaha, damn, new names in jz 2 days, efficient!&lt;br /&gt;wat do i think about the trip, hmmm&lt;br /&gt;-Extraordinary&lt;br /&gt;-Not as smooth as planned&lt;br /&gt;-Fun!&lt;br /&gt;why extraordinary? aha, nice question there~&lt;br /&gt;this is the 1st time i have to go to some place WITHOUT transport arranged, means that, we have to reach our destination at our own ways, wif only 80bucks per group(4 fella) we have to go to various spots, take pics as evidence, and follow the track all along till we reach shah alam, something like AMAZING RACE if u ask me, but well, not as stressful n rushing as the real life program though =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it started from jln reko(we were not given ANY clue about where we shud head, we were jz given some random pics and we are EXPECTED to recognize those place, fuhh~ baffled when i 1st saw the clues haha)&lt;br /&gt;jln reko-&gt;ukm-&gt;stadium bukit jalil-&gt;mid valley-&gt;UM-&gt;kl central-&gt; and finally, shah alam station!&lt;br /&gt;we have to plan, constrict our budget, having buns and air sirap tembikai as lunch! (imagine me, having that as lunch, deserve some applause rite? lol)&lt;br /&gt;trepidation ahead awaits, lets go!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/Szmz0rpoipI/AAAAAAAAAH4/aYyX1f_FhlI/s1600-h/DSC03052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/Szmz0rpoipI/AAAAAAAAAH4/aYyX1f_FhlI/s320/DSC03052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420561344169020050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is UKM, in front of the chanselor hall or sumthing like dat, i get to noe this pic is UKM because i zoomed in and manage to read the word universiti kebangsaan malaysia xD&lt;br /&gt;and of course, one of our group member is a student in UKM's law faculty, 1st spot, kacang jer~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/Szm01bJEk0I/AAAAAAAAAIA/Ds2e2CavUWY/s1600-h/DSC03055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/Szm01bJEk0I/AAAAAAAAAIA/Ds2e2CavUWY/s320/DSC03055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420562456428974914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then, here we are, in front of the bukit jalil dunno wat club belia dan sukan malaysia.. i have NO idea where this is initially, luckily one of my team member(andrew) pandai and went here b4.. ok la, i admit, im have weak acuity in direction haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/Szm1OCfOkqI/AAAAAAAAAII/VAyfd4KWr3E/s1600-h/DSC03063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/Szm1OCfOkqI/AAAAAAAAAII/VAyfd4KWr3E/s320/DSC03063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420562879307748002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lepas tu pulak, it was a picture wif robinson, borders and some random patterns on it... again, HAVE NO IDEA where it is.. and guess its somewhere near mid because of the word ROBINSON, tengok tengok, down from ktm go across the road and VOILA, here we are at our destination~ weee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/Szm14XRybbI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/GOHx4XWEqfw/s1600-h/DSC03065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/Szm14XRybbI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/GOHx4XWEqfw/s320/DSC03065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420563606443027890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ahaa, this time, its MY turn of contribution~ i looked at the pic and recognized it once i saw it! its the inner deco of xmas inside mid valley! cuz i jz went there recently... ooo, andrew's stomach... ooops, sry! xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/Szm2d-FO9WI/AAAAAAAAAIg/p0N22PcX1lo/s1600-h/DSC03066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/Szm2d-FO9WI/AAAAAAAAAIg/p0N22PcX1lo/s320/DSC03066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420564252514514274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha.. this is one embarrassing part... we have to like, take pic in front of the bus stop as evidence we actually reached there, bt then, so many ppl eyeing us wif the look of = =. and i guess they are trying to convey that, 'wat?! bus station, take pics?' lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/Szm3UF_DyKI/AAAAAAAAAIo/6f024fIKAM0/s1600-h/DSC03071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/Szm3UF_DyKI/AAAAAAAAAIo/6f024fIKAM0/s320/DSC03071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420565182349035682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and we went UM, its getting a T632 and T631 to arrive there(see! i memorized it all! *exulted*)&lt;br /&gt;nothing special happened here anyway.. owhh, 1 thing, universities are GIGANTIC! lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/Szm4CR4IW2I/AAAAAAAAAIw/t9B2gID7XU8/s1600-h/DSC03075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/Szm4CR4IW2I/AAAAAAAAAIw/t9B2gID7XU8/s320/DSC03075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420565975815183202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our last stop, kl central b4 we head to shah alam ktm and eventually reach our final destination- taman pertanian shah alam~ (woooo)&lt;br /&gt;dunno why, bt i love this pic a lot.. hmm, clueless, don ask me hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is day one, and we are already havin much fun!&lt;br /&gt;too bad day 2 is not as surprising as day 1.. hmm&lt;br /&gt;bt the nice part is, the 1st night we had sharing of thoughts session together, great to noe others expectations on self in the near future, or their dreams and hopes and wat they think about themselves now, its gud to share =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andd ohhh! one more thing, currently addicted to the phrase...&lt;br /&gt;FUN-NEY AH NOW?!&lt;br /&gt;and owh!!&lt;br /&gt;we formed FB =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-8778029141906032578?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/8778029141906032578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=8778029141906032578&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/8778029141906032578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/8778029141906032578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2009/12/k-trip-fun-ney-ah-now.html' title='K-trip, FUN-NEY AH NOW?!'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/Szmz0rpoipI/AAAAAAAAAH4/aYyX1f_FhlI/s72-c/DSC03052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-7128211693409425121</id><published>2009-12-20T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T08:39:06.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'>17th, 18th, tries of the never been tried.</title><content type='html'>I shall make it short, am in no mood to blog actually, but LAGI no mood to revise maths.. so.. yeah, this is it.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went MV on thursday.. to buy present for Mr.G, he's one rich fella, have no idea to buy what at all! So we(me and miss N) just stroll around probably waiting some enlightenment coming from nowhere to make me have some idea of getting what for him, lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we started the random, motiveless walk, we went to GSC and tempah-ed avatar 2 tickets for 1330. There's so so SO many more movies I haven't watch yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'd came across so many shops, but still don't know what to get for him, YET, erghh... A boy, rich, 1992, gonna go Aus next year, smart, what to get?&lt;br /&gt;perfume? Teddy bear?(LOL) Crystal? Shoes? Attires??&lt;br /&gt;Then last last because of time factor we simply went to Topshop and bought a sweater for him, RM123&lt;br /&gt;And I have no idea why I acted dumb that time, the conversation goes :&lt;br /&gt;Cashier : Do you have member card?&lt;br /&gt;Me : Errr... nope? Can I use student card instead?&lt;br /&gt;lols, crazy at that time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 45 more minutes left before the show start, so we went to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/Sy5ET_W_nnI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/c6wBXupddIk/s1600-h/DSC01995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/Sy5ET_W_nnI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/c6wBXupddIk/s320/DSC01995.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417342511989366386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ooooh~ the Spaghetti FARM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To have :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/Sy5FIansO8I/AAAAAAAAAHY/C3sPtTnAyzc/s1600-h/DSC01991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/Sy5FIansO8I/AAAAAAAAAHY/C3sPtTnAyzc/s320/DSC01991.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417343412660353986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Note : It's not as tasty as it looks, features might be deceiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there was this FRIENDLY aunty(from singapore) that chatted non stop once she sat on the bench beside our table. She kept condemning about the taste of the spaghetti, which, I agreed to it to a full extent haha, nice woman she is =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we proceed to, Avatar~ oooh~ its really nice you know, well, I would rate it a 8 out of 10. yeah, graphic wise is overwhelming and the story line is rich too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas tu, me and miss N pun balik, end of story for 17th.. Now, what's the relation of this post with the title??&lt;br /&gt;I'm just trying to say that this is the one first time that I tried 1-1 with a girl(although it is most probably quite common in you guys. haha) and don't worry, I'm still single and AVAILABLE =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, after Mid I rushed back to Mr.K's house to bath(actually more to like wet my body and dry it in within 4 minutes = ='') in order to make it to Mr.G's birthday at Fortuna Palace *doing the woo la la dance~*(Note, Mr.G is only 17 and he's having his birthday party at a luxury restaurant.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party is NOT about the dinner but it starts AFTER the dinner, where one whole gang of boys went overnight at Mr.K's house, and this is where and when all the mayhem started =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/Sy5JkPeRrKI/AAAAAAAAAHg/wirwxBvI2BE/s1600-h/DSC02038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/Sy5JkPeRrKI/AAAAAAAAAHg/wirwxBvI2BE/s320/DSC02038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417348288750922914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We played poker with REAL chips and REAL $$, in other words, ILLEGAL GAMBLING, lols.. But don't worry, initial bet is not even in two figures haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/Sy5LmtKQd3I/AAAAAAAAAHo/AEBllVfS75c/s1600-h/DSC02048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/Sy5LmtKQd3I/AAAAAAAAAHo/AEBllVfS75c/s320/DSC02048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417350530103015282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had liquor, err, vodka and whisky(Black label) to be precise. Everybody started to get high already (especially me? haha) And Mr.K was like half shouting the whole time after he had his 3rd cup of raw whisky haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/Sy5OUxKEqxI/AAAAAAAAAHw/jzdqvRmgyfo/s1600-h/DSC02041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/Sy5OUxKEqxI/AAAAAAAAAHw/jzdqvRmgyfo/s320/DSC02041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417353520473221906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Holding the bottle of whisky was mr.J a.k.a Skrey(I think the name is somewhat cool though) He managed to bottled up for like, 3-4secs I guess, and that is enough to bring an amateur down, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually there's A LOT MORE of pics and vids taken that night, but it is just WAY too explicit for readers to have it.. haha.. So anything 'em hem' that happened that night should just be kept in the right way. *cough cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what's the tries of the never been tried for this?&lt;br /&gt;1st time being light headed&lt;br /&gt;1st time drinking vodka and whisky in a considerable amount and purity.&lt;br /&gt;1st time playing poker with chips!&lt;br /&gt;1st time getting buck wild with friends (examples are not shown and is not appropriate to be do so, lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't worry, I'm not saying that gambling, drinking, doing crazy stuff is GOOD, it's just that I wanna have different exposure, I still have my conscience on and am still able to think, well, straightly =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And owh! Guess what? I had deleted dotA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-7128211693409425121?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/7128211693409425121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=7128211693409425121&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/7128211693409425121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/7128211693409425121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2009/12/17th-18th-tries-of-never-been-tried.html' title='17th, 18th, tries of the never been tried.'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/Sy5ET_W_nnI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/c6wBXupddIk/s72-c/DSC01995.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-5276586877568682141</id><published>2009-12-09T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T23:46:27.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time's trip =)</title><content type='html'>And it was somewhat special too, I decided to make it a THEME outing, bt of course, something normal jer... red and black outfit, bt onli 50% of the fella wear dat colour.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;Reached ktm kajang at about 0930, yee and me the 1st! together!(yippee!) and followed by the others, some went there by car, to avoid being 'sardined' i guess, lols..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally, there's nothing REALLY epic happened yesterday (eg: i found RM1k on the floor, some super duper hot chicks saying HI to me, i getting numbers from random unknowns etc etc)&lt;br /&gt;BUT! there are a few stuff dat caught me in surprise, haha..&lt;br /&gt;-William has ear holes! (notice, PLURAL)&lt;br /&gt;-There are ppl who are sporting enough, to wear red and black! Which, i tot they wouldn't even give a shit about it haha (making me have to belanja norman a teh ais! lol, luckily he owe me 10 bucks so i no nid to belanja him mwahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;-I bought the WRONG ticket, mau pergi times square beli mid valley's pergi balik ticket pulak = ='' (wasted my 4 bucks there lol)&lt;br /&gt;-I MET MAI!! AFTER SO MANY YEARSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS (2 years i guess), and i found out that, she grew?? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the final, most epic of all that stood out the most was... meg's case!!! (seow ying FRI)&lt;br /&gt;*clear throats* let me have the honor of revitalizing what happened in GSC yesterday (note, i altered some of the conversation as i don have a computer's memory, lol)&lt;br /&gt;Time: About 1.30&lt;br /&gt;Event : The gang is ready to enter the cinema to watch NINJA (note: 18pl)&lt;br /&gt;As we passed on the ticket, there are 2 fella checking there, when the woman tore off the part of the ticket where they wanna keep it, she keep asking whether if we are all above 18, I was actually in a jolly mood as ALL of us IS indeed 18 and keep saying wow, we look lot more younger than wat we are? lol&lt;br /&gt;so after the young lady's check up point, here comes the 'big boss', there's this indian fella, who's around mid twenties, demanding us for our IC, or student cards to prove that we are eligible for the entrance. So i was like,'ok laa no hal, all of us 18 dy wat' *flashing my student card*&lt;br /&gt;then tiba2, meg realized that she forgot to bring her IC and any other card that is able to prove that she's 18, she told the fella, the fella called her to wait there, don enter yet, and here goes the conversation....&lt;br /&gt;IG = Indian guard&lt;br /&gt;IG : 'eh pink colour ah moi, jgn enter dulu, awak tunggu sini'&lt;br /&gt;Wye kik : '*half whispering* screw him laa seow ying, enter onli la! don care!'&lt;br /&gt;Me :'........'&lt;br /&gt;IG:'*noticed that meg was ignoring him**shouted*woi saya suruh awak tunggu kan?!'&lt;br /&gt;me:'she's the same age as we are, we are all classmates.'&lt;br /&gt;IG:'i don care, as long as she is not able to prove that she's above 18, she cant enter' *continues to check other customer's IC*&lt;br /&gt;meg :'sneakily walked out of sight and jogged quietly into the cinema'&lt;br /&gt;IG:'*noticed she ran away*INI AH MOI BANYAK MASALAH LA! ORANG SURUH TUNGGU LARI BUAT APA?? *talked to his partner* awak check dulu saya mau masuk dalam tangkap dia keluar. saya x peduli, nanti saya tgk dia saya halau dia keluar terus!'&lt;br /&gt;*meg got caught and just being escorted out*&lt;br /&gt;the whole gang:'........*speechless and clueless*'&lt;br /&gt;some of us followed her out to see if we can help&lt;br /&gt;meg:'look, im studying in high skool kajang, currently in f6, bio class,  cant u just check my ic number using ur database?'&lt;br /&gt;IG:'no'&lt;br /&gt;me:'*serious face, talking to IG*ok, is there any way that we can settle this?'&lt;br /&gt;IG:'*stern face*no, she can onli enter if she's able to show her IC here.'&lt;br /&gt;and kok wai went to the ticket selling counter, tell the ticket fella the whole situation and managed to get REINFORCEMENT from them, lol?? he's great&lt;br /&gt;*after 3 minutes or so*&lt;br /&gt;IG :'ok when's ur bday?'&lt;br /&gt;meg :'xx0x1991'&lt;br /&gt;IG:'ok u can enter'&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY, i was showing the 'WHAT THE FUCHUK?!!! +  SHOCKED + HUH!??' face,  so easily can let us enter dy?? then wats wif the persistence u demonstrated to us just now?? = =''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think its the management that talked the things out, guess they don wanna make the issue big and scratched their image/reputation? hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaaa, dats the onli big event that occurred yesterday... and owh, im quite WOW dat i din enter borders, for the 1st time! cuz everytime i go mid/times, for sure i will enter borders/mph.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well, was quite satisfied too! =) my catch for the day~~ hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SyCjuVRAEfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/d2vqNFFohO4/s1600-h/DSC01984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SyCjuVRAEfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/d2vqNFFohO4/s320/DSC01984.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413506768477098482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oversize bkb outfit from EP, cost me RM110 after YES discount + digi rewards discount from kok wai hahaha, this is nice =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SyClAf4pGkI/AAAAAAAAAHI/bS8hXFu1K2k/s1600-h/DSC01985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SyClAf4pGkI/AAAAAAAAAHI/bS8hXFu1K2k/s320/DSC01985.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413508180076993090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At last i found this!! although actually i wanted to have the both side oso hollow de.. haha.. RM15, managed to bargain wif the shop owner to lessen the price by 3 bucks lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-5276586877568682141?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/5276586877568682141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=5276586877568682141&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/5276586877568682141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/5276586877568682141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2009/12/times-trip.html' title='Time&apos;s trip =)'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SyCjuVRAEfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/d2vqNFFohO4/s72-c/DSC01984.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-8201158129835297612</id><published>2009-12-02T22:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T22:43:02.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastination</title><content type='html'>Routine for the day:&lt;br /&gt;Wake up at 2, PM, eat, watch tv, play com, dinner, play com, watch pps, play game, sleeps at 3, AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Task on hand:&lt;br /&gt;PLC&lt;br /&gt;Bio project (ecology study)&lt;br /&gt;Revision (i forgot about 70% of wat i've learn, especially maths = ='')&lt;br /&gt;Planning of exhibition&lt;br /&gt;Planning of k-trip&lt;br /&gt;Planning of an event day&lt;br /&gt;Piano performance practice (performance is in dec)&lt;br /&gt;owh, how can i forget bout this, diet? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Task completion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;1%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall comment:&lt;br /&gt;I should leave this column for readers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-8201158129835297612?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/8201158129835297612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=8201158129835297612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/8201158129835297612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/8201158129835297612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2009/12/procrastination.html' title='Procrastination'/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752560965663679076.post-1840354060927387682</id><published>2009-11-24T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T08:45:10.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chicken pox is dreadful, pray HARDLY that you got it during your childhood, believe me..  = =''&lt;br /&gt;don worry, im not gonna have pictures of the hideous me in this moment.. thats jz wayyyy to obscene lol..&lt;br /&gt;the feeling is like whole body having pimples.. damn, and u cant scratch it... even at the head(the hair part) oso got! sleep pun sakit..&lt;br /&gt;dah la chicken pox&lt;br /&gt;combo dengan sore throat and demam.. wa lao eh...&lt;br /&gt;pain pain pain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752560965663679076-1840354060927387682?l=wheresecretspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/feeds/1840354060927387682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752560965663679076&amp;postID=1840354060927387682&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/1840354060927387682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752560965663679076/posts/default/1840354060927387682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheresecretspills.blogspot.com/2009/11/chicken-pox-is-dreadful-pray-hardly.html' title=''/><author><name>Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283659527208418249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWaOnmdM0OE/SibNvoFAAKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1bFn0ARoytQ/S220/P4020006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
