<?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-9753926</id><updated>2011-10-11T07:50:08.110+08:00</updated><category term='story'/><category term='lodge'/><category term='work life'/><category term='acronym'/><category term='canteen food sux'/><category term='abbreviations'/><category term='copypasta'/><category term='Scouting'/><category term='crap'/><category term='food'/><category term='script'/><category term='lifeisshort'/><category term='motti'/><category term='apiit life'/><category term='Camping'/><title type='text'>nematodsa</title><subtitle type='html'>.. and probably some other stuff</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>151</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-6407137842169315233</id><published>2011-10-11T07:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T07:50:08.148+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copypasta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap'/><title type='text'>愛</title><content type='html'>愛需要傻勁，但不能傷害別人&lt;br /&gt;愛需要耐力，但不是一再的騷擾愛人&lt;br /&gt;愛有許多的能力.....&lt;br /&gt;能使人快樂，亦能使人痛苦，時常補給自己愛的知識，讓愛人與被愛都有福 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你不能決定生命的長度，但是你可以控制它的寬度&lt;br /&gt;你不能左右天氣，但是你可以改變心情&lt;br /&gt;你不能改變容貌，但是你可以展現笑容&lt;br /&gt;你不能控制他人，但是你可以掌握自己&lt;br /&gt;你不能預知明天，但是你可以利用今天&lt;br /&gt;你不能樣樣勝利，但是你可以事事盡力&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-6407137842169315233?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/6407137842169315233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/6407137842169315233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html' title='愛'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-1256070886316466174</id><published>2011-10-07T00:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T01:20:05.252+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifeisshort'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap'/><title type='text'>rainbow jellybeans.</title><content type='html'>What's the catch serving at an animal shelter when there is so many rejections ahead. Someone once told me "Really, there's no gold in it, why are you doing all this?" Well, truly said, I'm motivated by money, there is no longer any validity for me to contribute anything  more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, probably what I have done so far had zero contribution to everything there is now. People just came, idea just came out from the sky and puzzle just fall into  the right spots. Great! That just fit into my simple life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess what my friend told me was right after all. A shelter ain't a business, if you want to manage it, own it. Put in some economics and you will have one lead bullet to solve many issues that there is. So why all the efforts? Politicians wants quick solution, businessman wants profitable solutions, investors wants secure solution, since there is no political gain, no profit  and no gain, wouldn't it be off, or at least keeping my hands dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really kept me thinking for over an week, and I begin to slowly understand why people own their private businesses, why working adults does not like community work, why people like contributing for no reward, and why with all this hoo-ha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason is pretty simple. Because, there jellybeans at the end of the rainbow. Some like sitting on the bench looking at it, some like to find the jellybeans themselves, some like to find the leprechaun instead of the jellybeans, while some just ref it up and get more people looking for either the leprechaun or the jellybeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's my reason, looking back at first, it would be the leprechaun. There was once a tale of "find the leprechaun, find the smurf", I found my smurf, but it wasn't mine to keep. I remember someone said "Let them go. If they return, they were always yours. If they dont, they never were."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will my smurf ever be mine, only time will tell....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here's some &lt;a href="http://www.insidesocal.com/tv/tropic-thunder-gore.jpg"&gt;jellybeans&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-1256070886316466174?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/1256070886316466174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/1256070886316466174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2011/10/rainbow-jellybeans.html' title='rainbow jellybeans.'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-8990899281333656257</id><published>2011-10-03T00:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T00:39:17.394+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap'/><title type='text'>BSC</title><content type='html'>If there is once a time that I can be selfish, I would keep you in     my locker and not to let anything to harm you. So that I don’t need     to be jealous or pissed on anything that happen to you.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But I can’t, I like you not just because of who       you are, but also who you really are inside. I once use to think       that it is about the sacrifice that you give, but I was wrong, it       was about how much you can give, without losing your sight.     &lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I think I am still easily jealous and annoyed       when it comes to all these. Indeed I am, I am jealous because I       want to show you how well I can do what others can; I am annoyed       not to you but myself that I am not able to give you better, so       that you don't need to go through what I had been through.     &lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I know that I can’t replace him in your heart,       nor that I want to be him. I hope that you may know me of who I       am, not of what you think I am. I am like just like you, made of       blood and soul, and procrastinate a little bit more. Too, I will       bleed and cry, but to see you being hurt like this makes me       worried.     &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If you choose to forget, forget not your past,       because it that is what made you, the you that I would like to       spend my time with. Forget not the bitter sweet that you had, nor       the scar that it lives within you; forget the bitterness that you       are having so you may only remember the sweetness.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If there is no second choice, let me be it. If       it helps you in your future undertakings, do your best because I       have too much to hide, too little to share.  I can't tell you how       the real world works, how vulnerable we are or how much I had in       me. While off all the things I can give might not be better than       what others have, of all the things that I owned might not be       worth than what you have, of all the things,I can only give you       myself, my devotion and love. &lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;With love .&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-8990899281333656257?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/8990899281333656257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/8990899281333656257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2011/10/bsc.html' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/3821401296158061540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2011/09/waiting-for-next-kick.html' title=''/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-6576659144930400049</id><published>2011-07-09T23:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T23:08:41.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmn..film production...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IKv-AzpYnCg/Thhu-a_GSbI/AAAAAAAAAvE/lHzfDpP1WtE/s1600/Canal%252BPornMovie-721193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IKv-AzpYnCg/Thhu-a_GSbI/AAAAAAAAAvE/lHzfDpP1WtE/s320/Canal%252BPornMovie-721193.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627369753074354610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-6576659144930400049?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/6576659144930400049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/6576659144930400049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2011/07/hmnfilm-production.html' title='hmn..film production...'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IKv-AzpYnCg/Thhu-a_GSbI/AAAAAAAAAvE/lHzfDpP1WtE/s72-c/Canal%252BPornMovie-721193.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-8224529945160080923</id><published>2011-06-26T14:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T18:50:44.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sharing is caring..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.explosm.net/comics/2432/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Cyanide and Happiness, a daily webcomic" src="http://www.flashasylum.com/db/files/Comics/Kris/sharing.png" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.explosm.net/comics/2429/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Cyanide and Happiness, a daily webcomic" src="http://www.flashasylum.com/db/files/Comics/Rob/nailhead.png" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... even there's a nail in your face..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-8224529945160080923?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/8224529945160080923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/8224529945160080923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2011/06/sharing-is-caring.html' title='sharing is caring..'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/4681784980433398748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/4681784980433398748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2011/06/hot-day-stress.html' title='Hot day = Stress'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-8933546531081540284</id><published>2011-06-02T16:09:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T19:38:02.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paws Mission Adoption Drive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try 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width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-2214512554250689664</id><published>2011-05-21T21:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T21:37:16.785+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifeisshort'/><title type='text'>out of the box</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5xOINTL7u9Q/Tde_NRawRqI/AAAAAAAAArI/tFa4xm-gSBA/s1600/DSC02429-721415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5xOINTL7u9Q/Tde_NRawRqI/AAAAAAAAArI/tFa4xm-gSBA/s320/DSC02429-721415.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609162095648065186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIY pool table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9WohQoXNghk/Tde_Nq54JHI/AAAAAAAAArQ/nKdFB0PuLzE/s1600/DSC02430-722452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9WohQoXNghk/Tde_Nq54JHI/AAAAAAAAArQ/nKdFB0PuLzE/s320/DSC02430-722452.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609162102489490546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DWI bird in mall&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-2214512554250689664?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/2214512554250689664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/2214512554250689664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2011/05/out-of-box.html' title='out of the box'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5xOINTL7u9Q/Tde_NRawRqI/AAAAAAAAArI/tFa4xm-gSBA/s72-c/DSC02429-721415.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-8121223831682244416</id><published>2011-05-21T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T21:28:55.320+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifeisshort'/><title type='text'>RIP my K530i</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ITlYb5kSW6I/Tde3G4Tvx7I/AAAAAAAAAqo/OnDBUtaxTUI/s1600/DSC02412-746407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ITlYb5kSW6I/Tde3G4Tvx7I/AAAAAAAAAqo/OnDBUtaxTUI/s320/DSC02412-746407.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609153189735548850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i_OB_3bGMV8/Tde3Hdli3oI/AAAAAAAAAqw/Wfby19g_pOE/s1600/DSC02413-748600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i_OB_3bGMV8/Tde3Hdli3oI/AAAAAAAAAqw/Wfby19g_pOE/s320/DSC02413-748600.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609153199742312066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OPxlR0KOCIc/Tde3HgIWBAI/AAAAAAAAAq4/7XAGAGw53-E/s1600/DSC02414-750333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OPxlR0KOCIc/Tde3HgIWBAI/AAAAAAAAAq4/7XAGAGw53-E/s320/DSC02414-750333.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609153200425141250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ytym6WNlufM/Tde3IF806uI/AAAAAAAAArA/Lu5YXXi0ZOE/s1600/DSC02415-751841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ytym6WNlufM/Tde3IF806uI/AAAAAAAAArA/Lu5YXXi0ZOE/s320/DSC02415-751841.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609153210577382114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I&amp;#39;m glad as long as you leave in one piece.. T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-8121223831682244416?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/8121223831682244416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/8121223831682244416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2011/05/rip-my-k530i.html' title='RIP my K530i'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ITlYb5kSW6I/Tde3G4Tvx7I/AAAAAAAAAqo/OnDBUtaxTUI/s72-c/DSC02412-746407.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-1363650868271645094</id><published>2011-05-20T23:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T23:43:23.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it is a parasol.. !</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pXzxsMWTpwA/TdaMHYS6b4I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/iNH1W2WzXm4/s1600/woman%2Bwith%2Ba%2Bparasol-703876.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pXzxsMWTpwA/TdaMHYS6b4I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/iNH1W2WzXm4/s320/woman%2Bwith%2Ba%2Bparasol-703876.png"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608824444345282434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-1363650868271645094?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/1363650868271645094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/1363650868271645094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2011/05/it-is-parasol.html' title='it is a parasol.. !'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pXzxsMWTpwA/TdaMHYS6b4I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/iNH1W2WzXm4/s72-c/woman%2Bwith%2Ba%2Bparasol-703876.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-329944658560604068</id><published>2011-04-23T11:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T11:06:22.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gogh Tsunami</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UfRBbrhErPk/TbJCE20tX7I/AAAAAAAAApo/4BTCoiW92rE/s1600/Gogh%2BTsunami.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 230px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UfRBbrhErPk/TbJCE20tX7I/AAAAAAAAApo/4BTCoiW92rE/s400/Gogh%2BTsunami.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598609937978449842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-329944658560604068?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/329944658560604068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/329944658560604068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2011/04/gogh-tsunami.html' title='Gogh Tsunami'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UfRBbrhErPk/TbJCE20tX7I/AAAAAAAAApo/4BTCoiW92rE/s72-c/Gogh%2BTsunami.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-5915984048042558323</id><published>2011-04-07T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T14:13:17.228+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lodge'/><title type='text'>going to chempaka buddhist lodge?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PT1m95sK908/TZ3Y_vZaO1I/AAAAAAAAApg/BlxL9cv0mQQ/s1600/DSC_0969-734113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PT1m95sK908/TZ3Y_vZaO1I/AAAAAAAAApg/BlxL9cv0mQQ/s320/DSC_0969-734113.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592864901830425426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a map to help you out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KqF-22-l42o/TZ3Y_bT-EeI/AAAAAAAAApY/ddy6snRppqU/s1600/map-732556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KqF-22-l42o/TZ3Y_bT-EeI/AAAAAAAAApY/ddy6snRppqU/s320/map-732556.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592864896438899170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-5915984048042558323?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/5915984048042558323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/5915984048042558323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2011/04/going-to-chempaka-buddhist-lodge.html' title='going to chempaka buddhist lodge?'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PT1m95sK908/TZ3Y_vZaO1I/AAAAAAAAApg/BlxL9cv0mQQ/s72-c/DSC_0969-734113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-8852161557566577177</id><published>2011-04-04T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T21:06:16.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragonfly in the office</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-17SpWV-s67o/TZnCSajM1AI/AAAAAAAAAo8/2u3S4wCD5Uc/s1600/DSC02047-776713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-17SpWV-s67o/TZnCSajM1AI/AAAAAAAAAo8/2u3S4wCD5Uc/s320/DSC02047-776713.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591714033977578498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qeIL7IBGoRo/TZnCSsjeWpI/AAAAAAAAApE/cfG2MCKHCo4/s1600/DSC02048-777848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qeIL7IBGoRo/TZnCSsjeWpI/AAAAAAAAApE/cfG2MCKHCo4/s320/DSC02048-777848.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591714038810565266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v7srqd5KW-Y/TZnCSw_oYXI/AAAAAAAAApM/Vu1ybgjPsGg/s1600/DSC02049-778760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v7srqd5KW-Y/TZnCSw_oYXI/AAAAAAAAApM/Vu1ybgjPsGg/s320/DSC02049-778760.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591714040002404722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Yes! It&amp;#39;s Real!&lt;br&gt;Dragonfly in the office.. &lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-8852161557566577177?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/8852161557566577177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/8852161557566577177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2011/04/dragonfly-in-office.html' title='Dragonfly in the office'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-17SpWV-s67o/TZnCSajM1AI/AAAAAAAAAo8/2u3S4wCD5Uc/s72-c/DSC02047-776713.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-9107441643068583963</id><published>2011-03-20T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T22:18:00.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>post at blog via email</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AXTkay2zAYs/TYYMmbHyZvI/AAAAAAAAAos/YY406cSFYfc/s1600/DSC_1010-780834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AXTkay2zAYs/TYYMmbHyZvI/AAAAAAAAAos/YY406cSFYfc/s320/DSC_1010-780834.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586166242054661874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wEHwdLX5610/TYYMmveCPZI/AAAAAAAAAo0/OUzFlegQnxs/s1600/DSC_1031-782038.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wEHwdLX5610/TYYMmveCPZI/AAAAAAAAAo0/OUzFlegQnxs/s320/DSC_1031-782038.png"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586166247516683666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;test test &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;so i ended working as a PRC&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-9107441643068583963?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/9107441643068583963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/9107441643068583963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2011/03/post-at-blog-via-email.html' title='post at blog via email'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AXTkay2zAYs/TYYMmbHyZvI/AAAAAAAAAos/YY406cSFYfc/s72-c/DSC_1010-780834.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-7179492920785303248</id><published>2010-11-03T23:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T02:49:51.709+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work life'/><title type='text'>hungry for jobs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;I still wanna be a creative!&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Still scouring for job and I did the usual one which bragging on jobstreet.com, hoping that I can find a right place in the society with the few (thousand) others job seekers. Even before graduate, one need to think about the competition already placed before them. Yes, competition; like it or not we are all f*cked, there is just too many people already and more are coming in. This makes me think of a scene in Shreak 3, where the babies just keep coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My resume is pretty much simple with 1 year experience in a data centre working as a donkey and spending few more years in the college as a monkey. Did involve in some ass kicking activities and some dead end jobs in between, and that's about it. (Probably that will not be the best answer that my future employer would wanna see.) I would guess that I might be just one of those few thousands that did the same, just different activities and some might even have a more ass kicking than mine. But how hard was it just to find a job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/TNGYW_8NsAI/AAAAAAAAAoU/S9e62vP3U6w/s1600/woot1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 360px; HEIGHT: 349px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535372937903583234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/TNGYW_8NsAI/AAAAAAAAAoU/S9e62vP3U6w/s400/woot1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The position of lecturers is selling hot, and they are looking for candidates who have professional knowledge and experience in "Entertainment and Exhibition Management", so if you had been working as a project manager and things not moving for you, jumping in to the education line is a good move, especially in college. Having the opportunity to go for college, I learn that Taylor's College &lt;strike&gt;girls&lt;/strike&gt; are known to be one of the few hot ones in town. Mini skirt, long legs, thongs, the party never stops. In fact I do dreamt about being a college lecturer, &lt;strike&gt;fooling around&lt;/strike&gt; educating young minds, &lt;strike&gt;enjoy the party&lt;/strike&gt; interacting with the students, and to organize some kick ass activities that life will never be the same. But probably not because organization wants professionalism and subculture should be kept as "known problems but part of life" issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can't be an ad man, maybe a comm man will be good. Yes its comm for communications, not con. Comm man seems to be more competitive than the others, simply because it is just a simple task to bring one's word across. Over 100 for a communications officer in running for mercy malaysia and over 200 for a PR executive for a shopping complex. Heck?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/TNGYXKaP3JI/AAAAAAAAAoc/VvpfxQ4I_Sc/s1600/woot2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 358px; HEIGHT: 291px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535372940713909394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/TNGYXKaP3JI/AAAAAAAAAoc/VvpfxQ4I_Sc/s400/woot2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, WTF guys. Not WTF to those applicants but WTF to those company, such force is good to build WOM. If I were the marketing guy of Mercy, I will channel those force in sending the mission statement out, do some in-branding and collaborate with the society to break the spiral of silence, conduct a strategic networking program and merge it with gurilla force and spread the wonder of humanitaries. If I were in MidValley City, heck you got twice the force of those in Mercy, and think of the impossibilites that can be done. Do really see a waste if such resources are not being used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job hunting/ serching/ scavanging might be the worst thing that you ever faced in building a career. Probably the wosrt is NOT not manage to find a job, but the process of it, where you got turn down that you are out of the league, you begin to see that your savings dropped everytime you went for an interview and time spend waiting and wasted in the process. To prevent all these, it is common that one stays with a company, until  they find another nest and then only dropped the bomb that they are leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone were those days when you can smile and chat freely with your employers that you are about the leave and tell them about your plans in the future. I wonder why can't people do that anymore. Maybe I will find the answer when I quit my job next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-7179492920785303248?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/7179492920785303248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/7179492920785303248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2010/11/hungry-for-jobs.html' title='hungry for jobs'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/TNGYW_8NsAI/AAAAAAAAAoU/S9e62vP3U6w/s72-c/woot1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-1309730811252139000</id><published>2010-10-22T01:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T02:03:36.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vacancy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/TMCAbAwskDI/AAAAAAAAAoM/AmapTvyDjjo/s1600/vacancy+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 283px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530561543960039474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/TMCAbAwskDI/AAAAAAAAAoM/AmapTvyDjjo/s400/vacancy+4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-1309730811252139000?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/1309730811252139000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/1309730811252139000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2010/10/vacancy.html' title='vacancy'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/TMCAbAwskDI/AAAAAAAAAoM/AmapTvyDjjo/s72-c/vacancy+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-6336266624590988571</id><published>2010-10-10T02:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T02:15:21.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/TLCwvwzN2fI/AAAAAAAAAn8/UU39WWbPMl0/s1600/play1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 291px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526111077383657970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/TLCwvwzN2fI/AAAAAAAAAn8/UU39WWbPMl0/s400/play1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My second piece of artwork after my shameful resume.. any comments?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-6336266624590988571?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/6336266624590988571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/6336266624590988571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-second-piece-of-artwork-after-my.html' title=''/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/TLCwvwzN2fI/AAAAAAAAAn8/UU39WWbPMl0/s72-c/play1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-502548982662785897</id><published>2010-03-13T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T12:58:21.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aaaaaa............</title><content type='html'>i wish i have a bandana, then i can go to panama to eat some banana and listen to santana, or should i learn cantata, use it with kannada to perform in canada or maybe manama.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-502548982662785897?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/502548982662785897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/502548982662785897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2010/03/aaaaaa.html' title='aaaaaa............'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-678971439323439992</id><published>2010-02-07T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T20:29:04.619+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Loh Mee</title><content type='html'>Just had my dinner, and somehow the choice of Loh Mee surprised me today although I dislike their À la carte. Loh Mee also known as Stewed Noodles, although close to its cousin Lam Mee, which has a different gravy. The dish known as stewed noodles because of the length of time to cook the noodle itself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The noodle, yellow in color and thick like udon is used, although similar to udon, but it is a total different product. The noodles are usually boiled in a different pot while the gravy is being prepared. Once the noodles are prepared it is then stewed with the gravy for another 5 to 10 minutes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The key ingredients are usually pork tenderloin, eggs, pork fat, chicken or mushroom stock, potato or corn starch (for the gravy) with seasonings such as soy sauce (both dark and light) and dark vinegar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The preparation of the gravy is different from one to another but all ends with starch in making the gravy. Most hawker stall uses the basic key ingredients, but there are some which added mushroom, prawn and vegetables in making their 'unique loh mee'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loh Mee is easy to prepare (for the standard hawker stall time of 5 to 10 minutes), yet it is hard to make a real tasty dish out of it. The key difference of one Loh Mee to another depends on the various factors; the time and ingredients used in boiling the noodles, the amount of key ingredients used, the type of seasoning used and the additional ingredients which may change the overall taste and texture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no best Loh Mee, but still there are some good ones around among the many bad ones. If anyone would like to eat Loh Mee, do go out and explore more. A pro-tip in eating Loh Mee is not to drink any other beverages other than plain (tap) water.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-678971439323439992?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/678971439323439992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/678971439323439992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2010/02/loh-mee.html' title='Loh Mee'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-3431407244450535401</id><published>2010-01-23T13:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T15:23:02.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm a photographer without a camera</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/S1n3SzP9O2I/AAAAAAAAAnI/74RnO1y5jIQ/s1600-h/Philosoraptor_template.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/S1n3SzP9O2I/AAAAAAAAAnI/74RnO1y5jIQ/s400/Philosoraptor_template.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429642728138685282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly step into the spiral of &lt;a href="http://knowyourmeme.com/memes/philosoraptor"&gt;philosoraptor&lt;/a&gt; after a small chat today and finding out that I actually has interest in something. Maybe camping or outing, photography, and writing. I certainly doesn't mind the nights being out in to the woods enjoying some peaceful nights, with some charred sweet potatoes and if lucky enough a fish or two; well that certainly is possible if I have a tent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photography is also interesting, when you can stop time and take a perfect shot of the moment, a picture that gives life to the space between thoughts and change people lives; well that certainly is possible if I have a camera. If camping and photography doesn't work so well with me, maybe a pen and paper will do, but there will be a day for the pen to run dry, and the paper to be filled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/S1n3TnwFQaI/AAAAAAAAAnY/ESMxYvLUeww/s1600-h/b2b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/S1n3TnwFQaI/AAAAAAAAAnY/ESMxYvLUeww/s400/b2b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429642742232072610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One who enters /b/ does not leave without knowing /b/. Maybe the practice of what I gone through shaped me and also the helpful people around me that give me chances to learn. Although not much use on me, however the skills are handy sometime, for instance making a fire for BBQ; or giving crappy advice on what camera to buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/S1n3TZScESI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/UjgStwuW334/s1600-h/srs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/S1n3TZScESI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/UjgStwuW334/s400/srs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429642738349642018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about camera, what's the difference between a Canon and a Nikon? Well, Nikon guys say they don't make calculators. (the answer provided by the support staff) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So instead of running towards things I am interested in, I think I'll probably enjoy the time while I continue to take some photographs over the crayon red sunset.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-3431407244450535401?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/3431407244450535401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/3431407244450535401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-suddenly-step-into-spiral-of.html' title='i&apos;m a photographer without a camera'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/S1n3SzP9O2I/AAAAAAAAAnI/74RnO1y5jIQ/s72-c/Philosoraptor_template.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-6518534183833815334</id><published>2010-01-20T00:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T00:42:52.386+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apiit life'/><title type='text'>MIR - as real as it gets</title><content type='html'>MIR - Multi-touch Intelligent Robot &lt;br /&gt;We laugh if our MIR is bulky, design with 4 letters in mind "SLIM" and 4 letters in heart "REAL", the MIR is build small yet realistic enough to be used in your everyday life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike your touchscreen laptop that only supports one or two fingers touch points, MIR support up to 15 points. The screen is so sensitive that it give an instant feedback of less than 1 nanosecond, that is as real as it gets. Apart from being sensitive to get your affection, it has an intelligence system for its display, the start up show the reflection of the real world you are in (that is how powerful it is!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While being super fast to suit your super use, the design of MIR is truly unique unlike your conventional bulky laptop that is more than 15mm thick. The designing team discard the optical drive and change your 3cell battery to a flat base mercury cell with the goal in mind to reduce the weight making it less than 700grams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are still going to tell us that it is heavy, we are delight to remove the casing for you. Casing we say! Worry about the parts to fall apart? Hell NO!, the nanotechnology we used put everything together with no parts left dangling even with your casing removed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- easy attached external port for optical drive and pendrive&lt;br /&gt;- fully touch systems with instant feedback&lt;br /&gt;- real life display that looks exact as the world you are in&lt;br /&gt;- unique design that prevent it from overheat, although it is HOT! Yes, it is HOT, HOT cake that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Order now at your nearest dealer.&lt;br /&gt;Add nematodsa as your friend to begin!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-6518534183833815334?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/6518534183833815334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/6518534183833815334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2010/01/mir-as-real-as-it-gets.html' title='MIR - as real as it gets'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-6535665992066185548</id><published>2010-01-15T17:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T18:05:27.520+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap'/><title type='text'>goodbye</title><content type='html'>You bear my load when I have many, you accompany me when I am out in the dark; not only you brought light and shelter, you also bring me the knife and water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You bear my tears when I am all alone, you were tossed around when I am sad; yet you neither cried when you are hurt, nor you laugh when I am sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder why you are so emotionless, sometimes I wonder how you could take all I put you through. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I am insensitive, maybe I am a jerk; but deep inside I am really grateful for the service you provide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest well and farewell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-6535665992066185548?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/6535665992066185548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/6535665992066185548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2010/01/goodbye.html' title='goodbye'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-2154767672225897279</id><published>2010-01-14T16:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T22:57:19.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goo-bye</title><content type='html'>How do you make an excuse when you does not want an offer, or you want an exit after a (some) wrong decision? To some may choose to do an public apology and ends it with the great bow or handshake, for some stonewalling may be a better choice since going to pubic is a risk, yet for some spinning would be the best choice as since you can't say 'no' and can't agree to 'yes'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couple of days back I was approach by a sweet UNICEF lady for fund raising, I'm sorry to tell her that I can't give and she would not buy my reasoning of me as a student, so I decide to spin it by saying, "I got a brilliant idea here, how about you gave me job working for unicef, and I pay half of what I earn to the fund." That caught some sense (of humor) in her and she asked if I'm still studying, and that basically solve the bugging part, but I'm still left unemployed; as she said that she is not the one who manage the teams for fund raising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spinning to many sounds evil and not trustworthy, while to some it gives an impression to be admire of (as joke). Spinning always requires some working factors to make it happen: the agent, the reason, the support and the bargain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agent - the party that start the spin&lt;br /&gt;Reason - the leverage use to overcome crisis&lt;br /&gt;Support - external force that gives credibility to your claim&lt;br /&gt;Bargain - the object or trade to stop the spin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is how it works if you did get on the bandwagon of GoogleCN (&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/search?q=googlecn"&gt;#googlecn&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Agent: google&lt;br /&gt;Reason: censorship issue&lt;br /&gt;Support: past records of censorship programs&lt;br /&gt;Bargain: caps and legal issues faced by google&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or me towards the UNICEF lady&lt;br /&gt;Agent: me, myself&lt;br /&gt;Reason: economic crisis and layoff of employment &lt;br /&gt;Support: media coverage on global economic crisis&lt;br /&gt;Bargain: a job for the trade of support&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But having said so bargain does not always comes as you wish, and it does not need to be the objective of the spin. Being able to spin creates more advantage for the agent in calling his cards, but it does not mean that it can solve the crisis if the product is faulty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like its advertising half, pr creates perceive value; but its more of the half evil brother that will makes you wonder if half of what its saying is true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-2154767672225897279?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/2154767672225897279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/2154767672225897279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2010/01/goo-bye.html' title='goo-bye'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-5920283405855882517</id><published>2010-01-13T20:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T18:08:08.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nematodsa</title><content type='html'>http://llumo.com/ image-based feeds&lt;br /&gt;http://portal.opera.com/ news feeds&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-5920283405855882517?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/5920283405855882517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/5920283405855882517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2010/01/nematodsa.html' title='nematodsa'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-8019024125325166631</id><published>2009-12-28T00:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T01:23:33.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>walking</title><content type='html'>I have decided to pass the laptop back today. It was decided to take a bus as I does not have a car. As I walk out from my apartment, I thought of taking a cab because a bus will require me to transit for two to three times before I reach your place. So a cab it is, when I reach to the bus stop, the weather is cool. So to myself I thought walking might be a good idea on weather like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then half way walking down the road oppose the traffic, I begin to feel hungry as I have not taken anything the whole day; as Steven's is just couple of XXX meters away and taking a cab would be taking a u-turn and double my cost for not much reason, I continue my journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After taking a snack, I continue my trip. Walking towards the bus stop, I spot a motorbike going in to a small turning and a car coming out from it. As my curiosity grew, I decide to walk towards the small junction to find where it links to. With the bet in my heart that it is a short cut to overcome the traffic around the oug-parkson junction, I move further away from the bus stop and getting closer to some crossroad. Holding my bet, I pressed on to one of the junction. After couple of turns, I reached  a bus stop in old klang road headed towards puchong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the direction of the traffic differs, I cross the road and walk about 100 meters more to the bus stop that will be nearer to sri sentosa. Reaching the bus stop, I ask myself how far have I gone, figure that I have already cover 50% of the journey, I decide to finish it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pressing on the last 50% (or less), I fasten my pace to hope that I can deliver before the sun sets. After another 20 minutes of walk, jump, crossing the road and seeing what people do at night, I finally reach and delivered the package.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-8019024125325166631?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/8019024125325166631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/8019024125325166631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2009/12/walking.html' title='walking'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-5041832545733049066</id><published>2009-12-26T12:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T12:10:31.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hamster</title><content type='html'>&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://widgets.clearspring.com/o/4921d1bbde64b665/4b358cb6022307d2/4921d1bbde64b665/3daebf7f/widget.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-5041832545733049066?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/5041832545733049066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/5041832545733049066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2009/12/hamster.html' title='Hamster'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-8466381401351658335</id><published>2009-12-26T03:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T04:20:56.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lin chi (the treasure hunter) the reverse of chi lin</title><content type='html'>Chi lin watch backwards basically tells you about the dead coming alive, and the people saving each soul (zombies) back to normal humans (or some sort like a human).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The writer Lan Ting wrote about this story called Chi Lin, its about her journey on saving souls, one include her father whom she need to reverse a crash car to do the trick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the tomb, Hua walks about, putting derbies and rocks back to their original place, hence make a cave. Pork Rib begins to put gold bricks back to the pond and later claim there is no gold there. Ciao Fei begins to release souls from a gold casket using Lan Ting as a medium,    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SzTX3kBDSFI/AAAAAAAAAlM/QNlhwCbWBR0/s1600-h/eric+tsang+ci+ling+treasure+hunters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SzTX3kBDSFI/AAAAAAAAAlM/QNlhwCbWBR0/s400/eric+tsang+ci+ling+treasure+hunters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419193601194412114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pork Rib: What the ----, you want me to lay gold bricks under the pool?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After beating the shit out of those souls, 4 of them then revive 2 zombies and turn them to Rib's followers, Fei begins to do a dance to place all the traps and they lock the tomb with a safety switch. To improve the security of the tomb, they summon a sand storm, which everytime creates some moonwalk sandstorm legion like of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SzTf1ovvs4I/AAAAAAAAAlc/JLXakU6wOHg/s1600-h/lin+chi-ling+treasure+hunter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SzTf1ovvs4I/AAAAAAAAAlc/JLXakU6wOHg/s400/lin+chi-ling+treasure+hunter.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419202364197286786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lan Ting: I'm gonna beat the shit of the zombie hence tuning them to humans. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sandstorm caught the attention of the Eagle of the Dessert, Hawk. He stab his lover and fight with her and later with Fei. Hawk then left and they parted each ways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SzTX256CNYI/AAAAAAAAAk8/SFpLe13f8L4/s1600-h/11394-03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SzTX256CNYI/AAAAAAAAAk8/SFpLe13f8L4/s400/11394-03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419193589890692482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hawk: Hold there bro, I think the blade kinda old. I'll be leaving I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 6 travel back to an treasure hunter encampment at different pace and confiscate all the treasure map of that place. Fei who acts like the hero begins to boss around and fought the leader of the encampment, in which he turns her in to a wearing a mask as she lost, making everyone at the encampment angry and sad. Leaving the town after that Ribs followers suddenly disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4 whom travel at a different pace now are getting closer to each other. Fei and Ting now being puke liquor back to a JW bottle and giving it to Ribs. The next day Fei ride backwards on his bike with Lan, creating sandstorm legion one at a time with his gun. Same goes with Ribs which transmute more legions by transmuting dynamite with a cigar in the mouth on Hua's jeep. They now ride in to a rumble to transmute it back to an inn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SzTX3bsyHyI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0BKjMQa6nn4/s1600-h/11394-06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SzTX3bsyHyI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0BKjMQa6nn4/s400/11394-06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419193598961917730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lan Ting: So what say I revive some legions and you drive.&lt;br /&gt;Ciao Fei: Baby, I think guns are dangerous; why don't you go back and hold your pen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ribs 2 followers appear again now (maybe they have tunnel to the building). They sees that the legions have become too troublesome and they reverse the sandstorm legion spell, sucking all the legions back to the sandstorm. In making sure that all the legions are back to the storm, Fei now use his whip to mummified a man and wrap him in a suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fei pass Ting to Ribs in exchange for a map, not knowing that the others are going back to civilization. Fei who now has the map went off for some secret mission (which are link to Ting's father death).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ting now back in to the civilization on her Z4 begins to reverse her car out from a crash (which created by Ribs) hence revived her father back who is  taking the cake from the dinning table (I think she resurrect him to a very hungry person). She then park the car (now unscratched) and continue to write a book and suddenly Fei's appears with a book at hand whom then leave the scene (for some secret misson again). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scene now change to Hua and Ribs, whom are discussing (most likely about how ungrateful Ting is). Ribs then went to meet Ting, she rub of her signature with her pen and then cast Ribs out in to the rain. Ribs then left (I think he contacted Ting's father, and made him very unhappy towards Ting).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SzTf1EuWqtI/AAAAAAAAAlU/kz1VhcjSa2s/s1600-h/eric+tsang+ci+ling+treasure+hunters2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SzTf1EuWqtI/AAAAAAAAAlU/kz1VhcjSa2s/s400/eric+tsang+ci+ling+treasure+hunters2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419202354527775442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pork Rib: I'm gonna tell your papa how mean you are.&lt;br /&gt;Lan Ting: Yea yea, get lost loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ting's father now summon Fei in to his office, giving him another mission, which in the end leaves Ting being haunted by her editor in writing more adventure-treasure hunting stories.Focus are given in to the last mission of Fei. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last mission. Fei gathers some amour begins to resurrect one (sandstorm) legion out of thin air with few bullets and disassemble the gun afterwards. (Did I mention about the horse as well). He then cast the legion in to the sand and ring a bell as accomplishment. The ring of the bell brought curiosity of 3 men, which they came in and fought with Fei. Fei then assemble the gun back in to one piece for the other guys (I think they got a deal after the fight. He check the goods and walk upstairs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SzTX2uT7OoI/AAAAAAAAAk0/TCCdcRrZxbI/s1600-h/11394-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SzTX2uT7OoI/AAAAAAAAAk0/TCCdcRrZxbI/s400/11394-02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419193586778061442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm cool bro, just take the goods and leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3 men then left with the goods and pass the tale on of the Eagle of the Dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SzTX2Fr48GI/AAAAAAAAAks/KvQE48Fcs_E/s1600-h/11394-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SzTX2Fr48GI/AAAAAAAAAks/KvQE48Fcs_E/s400/11394-01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419193575872720994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have watched Bodyguard or Avatar instead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-8466381401351658335?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/8466381401351658335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/8466381401351658335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2009/12/lin-chi-treasure-hunter-reverse-of-chi.html' title='lin chi (the treasure hunter) the reverse of chi lin'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SzTX3kBDSFI/AAAAAAAAAlM/QNlhwCbWBR0/s72-c/eric+tsang+ci+ling+treasure+hunters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-1243817536160310329</id><published>2009-12-25T23:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T01:13:09.727+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap'/><title type='text'>du lin (the treasure hunters)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SzTX2Fr48GI/AAAAAAAAAks/KvQE48Fcs_E/s1600-h/11394-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SzTX2Fr48GI/AAAAAAAAAks/KvQE48Fcs_E/s400/11394-01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419193575872720994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to made a decision within 30 seconds, and I found out that taking 29 seconds on making a decision leads to watching another movie that you have no idea of. (Well no much of not knowing, when the name of the movie already told you half of whats going on.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SzTX2uT7OoI/AAAAAAAAAk0/TCCdcRrZxbI/s1600-h/11394-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SzTX2uT7OoI/AAAAAAAAAk0/TCCdcRrZxbI/s400/11394-02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419193586778061442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao Fei: I'm awesome, I have Indiana Jones and Rick O’ Connell DNA in me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Du Lin story is about a writer, Lan Ting that wants to find a new chapter on her adventure story telling and gets herself in to the adventure. (50%  kidnapped in to the adventure, with 50% of her own will) after the death of her father.) Kidnapped by Pork Rib not knowing her father death, she woke up in the middle of the dessert, only after Ciao Fei shows up. Ciao Fei (as her father loyal aide) break the news as he tries to rescue her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SzTX3bsyHyI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0BKjMQa6nn4/s1600-h/11394-06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SzTX3bsyHyI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0BKjMQa6nn4/s400/11394-06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419193598961917730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lan Ting: Love me and I blow your f'king head off&lt;br /&gt;Ciao Fei: Try your luck doll, didn't I tell you that I can assemble and disassemble a gun in less than 10 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some fights of a kick-ass zombie (who has his story cuts off right after he was beaten by Fei; some mysterious Sandstorm Legion tearing a building apart and chase scene (who has their story cuts off after some dynamite blast); Hawk final fantasy fight of becoming the legendary Eagle of the Desert (who has his story ends after he almost pawned his lover) the story then finally leads in to the lost tomb where the treasure is buried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SzTX256CNYI/AAAAAAAAAk8/SFpLe13f8L4/s1600-h/11394-03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SzTX256CNYI/AAAAAAAAAk8/SFpLe13f8L4/s400/11394-03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419193589890692482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hawk: Sorry Fei, I'll make your hole this big (3 fingers wide) with this blade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story finally patched and weaved when they are in the lost tomb. Finally when you are hoping for some action that relates to the story, Rib's men turn in to zombie and Fei, being the hero killed by both the zombie by his skills and luck, which is lucky enough to have Hua's appearance (out of no where) in stopping the trap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SzTf1ovvs4I/AAAAAAAAAlc/JLXakU6wOHg/s1600-h/lin+chi-ling+treasure+hunter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SzTf1ovvs4I/AAAAAAAAAlc/JLXakU6wOHg/s400/lin+chi-ling+treasure+hunter.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419202364197286786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lan Ting: Die Zombie Die!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mystery of everything reveals at the last tomb, which Ting's father quest has finally been fulfill (in a sense of) and Hua finally tell his tale of how he as the only survivor from the lost tomb.      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SzTX3kBDSFI/AAAAAAAAAlM/QNlhwCbWBR0/s1600-h/eric+tsang+ci+ling+treasure+hunters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SzTX3kBDSFI/AAAAAAAAAlM/QNlhwCbWBR0/s400/eric+tsang+ci+ling+treasure+hunters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419193601194412114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pork Rib: Shut up!, don't make me throw you with bricks! gold bricks! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, 6 found the tomb and only 3 survived (why the legion never came back was a mystery). Ting was back in to business after launching her latest book Chi Lin (the treasure hunters), turn her ex-editor down and lead her own life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SzTf1EuWqtI/AAAAAAAAAlU/kz1VhcjSa2s/s1600-h/eric+tsang+ci+ling+treasure+hunters2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SzTf1EuWqtI/AAAAAAAAAlU/kz1VhcjSa2s/s400/eric+tsang+ci+ling+treasure+hunters2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419202354527775442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pork Rib: Hey darling, how about the treasure hunters 2? &lt;br /&gt;Lan Ting: Sorry bro, the fans are going to kill me if there was a 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a manner to end this, I figure out that du lin would be a great film if it went through some depth of story telling; but as it was already release I figure it was more of a Taiwan way of telling the world: We can make good CGI's! Sorry bro, not the story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-1243817536160310329?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/1243817536160310329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/1243817536160310329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2009/12/du-lin-treasure-hunters.html' title='du lin (the treasure hunters)'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SzTX2Fr48GI/AAAAAAAAAks/KvQE48Fcs_E/s72-c/11394-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-881130356915379544</id><published>2009-12-25T12:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T22:41:37.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chipmunks and Chipettes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.filmofilia.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/alvin-and-the-chipmunks-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 543px;" src="http://www.filmofilia.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/alvin-and-the-chipmunks-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chipmunks are not the only trios that can sing, and here you go chipettes. Alvin and the chipmunks 2 is the next story after Dave revealed the chipmunks talents, and having Ian living living by a dumpster until the chipettes arrive in FedEx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The storyline of chipmunks 2 is fairly simple to understand with the introduction of couple more new characters to put the story up to a romantic tune (other than Dave and Ian). The story does follow the cartoon to an extend, and ends it with a happy ever after scene (well not for Ian again).Chipmunks 2 seems to be an ending of the chipmunks movie series unless Fox tends to spoil it to introduce many more chipmunks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spoilers for the Chipmunks 2. Ian can't sing. Jeanette can fly a RC helicopter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-881130356915379544?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/881130356915379544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/881130356915379544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2009/12/chipmunks-and-chipettes.html' title='Chipmunks and Chipettes'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-4176146085567003897</id><published>2009-12-22T16:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T16:40:34.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moving on</title><content type='html'>time to move on.. &lt;br /&gt;with one step by a time, every step forward will leave a step behind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-4176146085567003897?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/4176146085567003897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/4176146085567003897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2009/12/moving-on.html' title='moving on'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-7695826609465613924</id><published>2009-12-18T14:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T12:12:16.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>buying a computer</title><content type='html'>Computers sure are easy to get these days, almost anyone have one if you compare it like 6 to 10 years back. The first computing system I was introduce to was windows 95, then come 98 when my mother bought one for the family to learn about it. It was then I found that computers has many functions. Then come windows xp as my first personal pc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Computers do evolve, and they evolve fast because human are evolving at the same time. To serve their purpose, computers need to evolve many times faster to prevent them from being out phased and hold to their monetary value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Computers are easy to find and recognise, its in either mobile or a desktop. Mobile computers are going smaller nowadays, A notebook to a netbook and they are going further to the clouds. Making computers even lighter and easier to maintain. Desktop are going bigger nowadays, for a gaming or a workstation that is. Businesses and personal desktop however shrink in size. A computer that once sits on the floor now just hung behind your monitor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaming rig however grow not only in size but design and performance. Some look evil and some just looks to cool to be carried around, but all of them are build to handle processors leeches that gives the best gaming experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how do you really choose what computers you are looking for? Some look at design, some look at the software they are going to use, some look at the durability, while some just look at the price tag. Yes indeed, computers are expensive for many god knows reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The average lifespan of the computers can be as below;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;netbook&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;laptop&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;notebook&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;mobile workstation&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;mobile gaming&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;business desktop&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;basic workstation&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;gaming rig&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;professional workstation&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;3-5 years&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;5-6 years&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;5-6 years&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;6-8 years&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;6-8 years&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;5-8 years&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;5-8 years&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;5-8 years&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;5-8 years&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The table basically show the average lifespan, but it may differ to the usage of the computer itself and the purpose of it. A netbook that are used for basic computing such as surfing the net, messaging and word processing can last more then 5 years. However a gaming rig that was clocked and run overload daily may have a shorter lifespan. It was depends on the users, a professional workstation may last longer but too need to be change after 5 years may due to the lack of technology advantage in the industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lifespan may not be the value you want to benchmark on. Software? But do you know what software you are looking at? Most people opt for media editing software, while some programming and some are for simulation. A higher specification computer may give you faster processing speed as compare to the lower ones, when you buy, don't choose only the specification that suit that current needs or the computer will be out phased by you before you know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Price? Yes, 9 out of 10 people look at this bloody thing that carve a hold in their pocket. If you buy a well build computer things comes in one piece and its just start and play, no hassle in wires or parts; most computers now offers in whole, giving you just to swipe your plastic and carry everything in a box (yes include the monitor).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you choose the hardware(way), you are looking at a fairly cheaper price and choices in parts. Computers are like men, they are flexible but cranky at first. The basics of computers are; processor, motherboard, ram, harddisks, psu, dvd drive, the casing and keyboard, mouse, speaker and monitor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Processor, the brain of your computer, the higher the hertz, the higher the performance. Motherboard, then main unit that take cares all the part; most motherboard comes with graphics processing ability, if you required extra juice for image processing a graphic card is a must. Ram, the highway that flow the data to your processor, the higher the gigs the bigger the highway. Harddisk, the main memory drive, store everything that you need, the higher the bytes, the more space you got. Psu (power supply unit), the heart of your computer, no heart no life. The dvd drive, the mouth that reads what you feed in, important to install your software from disks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any pieces you left out from above (apart from dvd drive) will leave your computer rest in the storeroom for ages (unless junk yard is your preferred choice). Casing is where you put all that stuff in and match it with the keyboard, mouse, speaker and monitor for your choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Computers unlike girls, they are easy to understand once you know where they from.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-7695826609465613924?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/7695826609465613924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/7695826609465613924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2009/12/buying-computer.html' title='buying a computer'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-2327260652332312643</id><published>2009-12-17T23:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T13:52:34.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>atitude with a ..l..</title><content type='html'>If you been following my blog, I'm here to inform you that i have fixed your 'latitude c510/610', in short 'the laptop that i took from you' is fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like giving you a phone call to inform you about it, but it just not good to disturb you while you are having fun. I feel like dropping you a message, but it just not sincere enough. So here I am, putting it up on the blog for you and everyone to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this message is able to reach you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-2327260652332312643?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/2327260652332312643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/2327260652332312643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2009/12/atitude-with-l.html' title='atitude with a ..l..'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-3069095548095510677</id><published>2009-12-17T22:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T01:02:38.411+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><title type='text'>REbirth</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Dear child, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Welcome to this new world, unlike your other brothers, you are unique by yourself. You have a new drive within you that you may outlast your brothers in your duty to service the human beings. You are given a new life, a life that makes you may choose to shy away like once you did, or you may choose to stand up on the peak to have your gaze to the end of the earth. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But, although it may be great for you to know that you now have a choice, you may still want to find out who you were. It is not a fair trade, where knowing your past may give you opportunity or strength in the new you; as I see it, it is more of a scar or a curse that you may need to live in within yourself. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes like your other brothers, you are once a clone. Clone in order to service your masters. You were build to believe that you are one of the elite, those that walk through the doors with a men in suit, tie and leather shoes. You fly on gigantic birds that uses the same power source as you were. You were made to believe to have high hopes and great dreams. You may think your past is greater what you are now, but you were cast out from the doors that no lesser man* can reach because of your age, you never think that it will betray you but your drive has once malfunction.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was at the gate that you see the distance between your brothers and you. You see your dreams getting further and what was left was the undying battery of yours, standing on the brink of death, looking upwards at the sky that far to be reach. Death might been easier for you if you were to lie back an let things go, but the other drivers in you stop you in doing so. I found you alive, yet death.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope you like you new life here, it is not as great like what you wish; all I have here is flip-flops, forget about the suit and tie as I never has luck in those. Maybe I should get you a tie, it may looks good for you to swim on the surface.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Before you going to get yourself bashed out in the real world, let me tell warn you. Like your other brothers, you are expected to fail in every 6 months, so don't get hasty with that; you are expected to not see networks around even where there is any, so don't be worry; this is because you are at a certain age and carries the name of microsoft with you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Although the two weakness may leads you to a path that spiral downwards every time you meet with challenges. Do drop by again at my place to get a patch or two. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cheers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.s. I'm looking forward at the open source community to find cure for you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-3069095548095510677?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/3069095548095510677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/3069095548095510677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2009/12/rebirth.html' title='REbirth'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-7798691695791240033</id><published>2009-12-15T18:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T01:22:10.786+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap'/><title type='text'>school berak..</title><content type='html'>Now the break begins, after couple months of work which I see no purpose in it. Somehow life is a funny game that sometimes the clue is right there for the next level, sometimes you may need to find a key or two to get to the next one, sometimes you just need to wait or you will just be ended in circle. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I begin to enjoy the break before others do, finish 'School Rumble' read about 100++ episode and finish everything before the break starts. Gives me an idea of what I have left out in my high school.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now here starring in front of this kick-ass hamster wheel that set in front of me, keeps me thinking what does a hamster do from 9-5? I don't really plan to run on this wheel, maybe I'll be sitting on it, and chew some chips while waiting the door to open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Sydrr0UlnjI/AAAAAAAAAkc/f5y-9etQEKU/s1600-h/it+does+hurt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Sydrr0UlnjI/AAAAAAAAAkc/f5y-9etQEKU/s400/it+does+hurt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415415477459852850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-7798691695791240033?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/7798691695791240033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/7798691695791240033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2009/12/school-berak.html' title='school berak..'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Sydrr0UlnjI/AAAAAAAAAkc/f5y-9etQEKU/s72-c/it+does+hurt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-5495682178602516546</id><published>2009-12-11T15:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T16:08:16.956+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap'/><title type='text'>bid with a dollar</title><content type='html'>I wonder how long can the dollar in my pocket last. It weight like a leaf, but you can get more than a leaf. When I first got it, I would invite you for a movie screening with reserved seat and a big bag of pop corn. I would toss the coin in the air to make a decision either going to a fun fair will bring us more joy than the silly movie that we would talk it through the night. Maybe because I'm too self centered that you left me because I would get you to do activities that I like, instead of yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passes by and I found the dollar in the drawer, beneath it was a letter in a pink envelope; the letter that you gave me before we even have a chance to go to that silly movie that you would like. Maybe its the colour of the envelope that catches my eyes, or maybe it is the dollar that rest peacefully up there. I prefer the dollar, for it will buy me a sandwich than the letter that would make me lie down on the bed thinking of all the mistake that shows my unworthiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up the envelope to see if there are other shillings hide under the letter, a small piece of paper felt out from it. On the folded paper, a carbon imprint of the dollar catches my eyes. I remember I used to tell you about how I got this little dollar, not begged or steal, but of blood and sweat as a delivery boy. I remember you used to joke on you would throw this dollar away for the same reason if I throw anything that you gave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave me back the dollar before I left, I left silently because I does not know what to say, for you show me light but I was too far below to receive it, you gave me hope but I was too stupid to notice it; to you maybe its a sign that we are not meant to be, or I am not as the person you want to be. I read the letter, was it the ninth or tenth time I was reading it? Ups and downs came to me, I tried to tell myself that there will be an rainbow colour unicorn outside my window and show me a belly dance; but it does not work that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I might get back to you, on that rainbow colour unicorn and let you ride it with me; but you never see it as possible. Like a star in the night, you are so far to be reached; Jack's beanstalk might have work if the world never stay at it is, you start getting further and I start getting smaller, should I plant more of the magical beanstalk so that I may reach you when ever I want? Or maybe I was really not meant to be what I wanted it to be, maybe the leaf on the beanstalk has decided that to chase the moon, it need to leave the tree and jump to the river that its headed to the moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a decision, should I find more magical beans or should I set sail on a leaf; I toss the coin and closes my eyes. I am afraid. I open my eyes the coin landed in to the the envelope. Maybe it is fate that tells me that one day the beanstalk will reach the moon, or you may come and visit me on the colourful unicorn. I put the envelope back and close the drawer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-5495682178602516546?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/5495682178602516546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/5495682178602516546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2009/12/bid-with-dollar.html' title='bid with a dollar'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-6916381590541638955</id><published>2009-12-10T23:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T01:48:17.497+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='script'/><title type='text'>squeeze this december</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;scene:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the gray shade world where light is only found sky high. Only a fair light can be seen through the clouds and mist that covers the shady earth. Trees are left with an empty bark, with the dried weeds that surrounded it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of a tree a pair of red eyes appears. Pointy crimson eyes  stares far up to the sky and down to the horizon, life other than the pair of eyes is no where to be found.&lt;br /&gt;The eyes move slowly out from the shade, its shadowy body follows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my December, this is my time of the year&lt;br /&gt;This is my December, this is all so clear&lt;br /&gt;This is my December, this is my snow covered home&lt;br /&gt;This is my December, this is me alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;scene:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shadow crawl down from the tree, as it moves critters scatters from the dried grass. It lie it body low among the grass, only a glim of its crimson eyes can be seen moving among the grass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I (Just wish that I didn't feel like there was something I missed)&lt;br /&gt;And I (Take back all the things I said to make you feel like that)&lt;br /&gt;And I (Just wish that I didn't feel like there was something I missed)&lt;br /&gt;And I (Take back all the things that I said to you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;scene:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On one of the grass hold a small bird nest, hanging delicately among the weak dried grass. Inside the nest kept an adult bird and two of its chick. On the beak of the bird held a small insect, the two skinny and featherless little birds look up and knock each other off to get the first bite of the insect. From the a small hole on the nest the birds saw the distance eyes. The shadow draw close to the nest, still keeping its body in the grass. The closer it gets, the slower it move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few more meters from the nest, it stood still. The pair of eyes looking at the nest, hungry as it is or mean as it is; it stare at the nest. Time stood still at that moment. The nest that seems to move when the wind blow now stood still, even the little injured locust that was thrown down in to the nest has its wings held back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'd give it all away&lt;br /&gt;Just to have somewhere to go to&lt;br /&gt;Give it all away&lt;br /&gt;To have someone to come home to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my December&lt;br /&gt;These are my snow covered trees&lt;br /&gt;This is me pretending&lt;br /&gt;This is all I need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I (Just wish that I didn't feel like there was something I missed)&lt;br /&gt;And I (Take back all the things I said to make you feel like that)&lt;br /&gt;And I (Just wish that I didn't feel like there was something I missed)&lt;br /&gt;And I (Take back all the things that I said to you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;scene:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time slowly pick up it pace, the locust that flips it wings start to run for its life from the host that freeze themselves from that pair of eyes. Avoiding death may be one key of survival in this barren, or not having your meal escape is how you survive. The birds jump and peck the locust down, the movement shake the nest and alarmed the eyes. The shadow pounce on to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nest falls and the shadow bite on its prey, it roll on the ground fighting with its prey; a life so small yet, fight to survive on a future that they does not know, the fight slowly dies down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'd give it all away&lt;br /&gt;Just to have somewhere to go to&lt;br /&gt;Give it all away&lt;br /&gt;To have someone to come home to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my December&lt;br /&gt;This is my time of the year&lt;br /&gt;This is my December&lt;br /&gt;This is all so clear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;scene:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shadow move its body and get on to its legs, on its mouth blood drips slowly. The blood flows along the scale of its prey,  going from the head to the tail. The shadow look up at the clouds, still catching its breath from the last fight; with one more bite on its prey, the head fall off dropping next to the nest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shadow scans the area, and hurried off to where it hides. The trail left behind is no more than few drops of blood and the grass that moves when the wind blew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give it all away&lt;br /&gt;Just to have somewhere to go to&lt;br /&gt;Give it all away&lt;br /&gt;To have someone to come home to&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-6916381590541638955?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/6916381590541638955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/6916381590541638955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2009/12/squeeze-this-december.html' title='squeeze this december'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-6665076356837057190</id><published>2009-10-17T13:05:00.030+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T21:25:37.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sabah 29APR09-13MAY09</title><content type='html'>just notice how i stay of my preserved self and did a lot of unnecessary things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ONE thing about Sabah was that IT IS FREAKING HOT. There is no such things as long hour flight from west peninsular to the east, but there is always the long wait which you are required to waste 120 minutes there before the flight. Yes, no to mention bad airport food and uncomfortable chairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the first time i took airaisa, looking at the engine somehow reminds me of how fragile it is when a bird accidentally flew in to the engine and blow the engine to bits. Clearing all my negatives thoughts, i board the plane, the first flight attendant was helpful, same goes with the captain, which trying his level best to greet every single passenger. Before flight, the flight stewardess, makes her most important announcement of the how-to's if we ended in the pool halfway flying. I look at her with the lol's in my eyes, and she stare me back with a stfu-it's-my-f'cking-job eyes. The how-to's (safety demo) session is pretty boring, can't she make something more humanistic or fun like the Southwest airlines? Well, maybe she ain't pay for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pvdCFYLf_JI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pvdCFYLf_JI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stmshv7RtoI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/POt3tGUGy_I/s1600-h/DSC01956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stmshv7RtoI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/POt3tGUGy_I/s400/DSC01956.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393531724553631362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emergency exit and instruction on how to open it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabah is unique in its own ways, with great weather, great people and great food. Coffee here is different, a cup of kahwin (marriage, kahwin is a coffee mix with condense milk and skimmed milk) to start off with the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Places to visit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UMS aquatic center&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UMS, university malaysia sabah aquatic center is one of the eye opening experience without getting yourself wet (yes, its fully air condition). The aquatic center is fairly small, with quarter of it dedicated to bones and dead corals, with the rest for fish, prawns and lobster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SqO-7ecRaXI/AAAAAAAAAYo/s4RIjmVGQ5A/s1600-h/DSC01885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SqO-7ecRaXI/AAAAAAAAAYo/s4RIjmVGQ5A/s400/DSC01885.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378352309003708786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming through! from one of the mid-size tank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SqO_5F-CASI/AAAAAAAAAZo/fOfF1vefy7Y/s1600-h/DSC01884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SqO_5F-CASI/AAAAAAAAAZo/fOfF1vefy7Y/s400/DSC01884.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378353367586308386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still coming through, the fish head is actually larger than my palm (size of my palm?, check the cameron visit post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SqO_qxHQBmI/AAAAAAAAAZg/QSiJVAxguxk/s1600-h/DSC01883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SqO_qxHQBmI/AAAAAAAAAZg/QSiJVAxguxk/s400/DSC01883.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378353121469662818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our visit just meet with some school field trip. Which the trip is actually an eye opener for the kids, while appetite opening for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SqO_qpjzLyI/AAAAAAAAAZY/VBKUHyazl08/s1600-h/DSC01882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SqO_qpjzLyI/AAAAAAAAAZY/VBKUHyazl08/s400/DSC01882.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378353119441923874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another from the second mid-size tank, this fish (head) is almost the my palm size, yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SqO_qNa0BoI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/Q-sS9vCG7jU/s1600-h/DSC01881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SqO_qNa0BoI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/Q-sS9vCG7jU/s400/DSC01881.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378353111888037506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The central big tank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SqO_p7b78BI/AAAAAAAAAZI/-liL8AcMKFA/s1600-h/DSC01874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SqO_p7b78BI/AAAAAAAAAZI/-liL8AcMKFA/s400/DSC01874.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378353107060912146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same tank, but with a sea turtle in it. My only shot that manage to capture the sea turtle after loiter around it for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SqO_pQVb2RI/AAAAAAAAAZA/Ub6tsUylbzQ/s1600-h/DSC01879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SqO_pQVb2RI/AAAAAAAAAZA/Ub6tsUylbzQ/s400/DSC01879.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378353095490918674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smaller tank, for sea horse, which this little baby actually drift around with the prawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SqO-8OBvobI/AAAAAAAAAY4/Ija_S8XXxmY/s1600-h/DSC01876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SqO-8OBvobI/AAAAAAAAAY4/Ija_S8XXxmY/s400/DSC01876.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378352321777344946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smaller tank, for a lobster, not really huge, but was pretty cool (heh, i don't think you notice that it is upside down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SqO-77mTWqI/AAAAAAAAAYw/pBojjcyO-iM/s1600-h/DSC01875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SqO-77mTWqI/AAAAAAAAAYw/pBojjcyO-iM/s400/DSC01875.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378352316830407330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smaller tank, for another lobster, a starfish saying high-five.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Api-api night market.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night market goes a long stretch from the pub to the morning market. Basically, anyone everyone opens their stall here. Serving anything you can find in KK, prawns (cooked, raw), fish (cooked, raw), sea weed (cooked, raw), shells and all sorts of food, other than kuih muih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SqO-6ljkMDI/AAAAAAAAAYY/eqKwFjwgvSY/s1600-h/DSC01869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SqO-6ljkMDI/AAAAAAAAAYY/eqKwFjwgvSY/s400/DSC01869.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378352293733478450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see a lot of moving forward here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SqO-QSDOP3I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/8FR31vns42M/s1600-h/DSC01868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SqO-QSDOP3I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/8FR31vns42M/s400/DSC01868.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378351566943043442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seaweed or seagrass, which ever it is, they don't edible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SqO-P9uuH9I/AAAAAAAAAYI/KgbBxPfDo-E/s1600-h/DSC01867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SqO-P9uuH9I/AAAAAAAAAYI/KgbBxPfDo-E/s400/DSC01867.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378351561488342994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seahorse, now coming closer to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SqO-Pe-IkiI/AAAAAAAAAYA/UKM6FWLxLvA/s1600-h/DSC01866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SqO-Pe-IkiI/AAAAAAAAAYA/UKM6FWLxLvA/s400/DSC01866.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378351553231491618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semi-fresh fish, the third on the left (shiny, uncut one) is the half the length of my arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SqO-Oyzf6dI/AAAAAAAAAX4/WgvbmrBuzBE/s1600-h/DSC01865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SqO-Oyzf6dI/AAAAAAAAAX4/WgvbmrBuzBE/s400/DSC01865.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378351541375723986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ikan bakar, yes and they do serve parrot fish here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SqO-OsclzYI/AAAAAAAAAXw/pPfl1GxMq_E/s1600-h/DSC01864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SqO-OsclzYI/AAAAAAAAAXw/pPfl1GxMq_E/s400/DSC01864.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378351539669028226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Udang bakar, size varies from 3inch to 4inch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The battery tower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the administrative building in KK, which i forgot what its for. The battery tower has two entrance, one for the public the other for the staffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StlZRiHrbgI/AAAAAAAAAaA/jBB9tXeOQO8/s1600-h/DSC01859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StlZRiHrbgI/AAAAAAAAAaA/jBB9tXeOQO8/s400/DSC01859.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393440186504539650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The battery tower, really it does looks like a battery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 Borneo hypermall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The largest up till now and only in KK, its the place where most UMS student hang out if you looking forward for indoor recreational activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StlZRKWv9uI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/1VAbryLjszE/s1600-h/DSC01861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StlZRKWv9uI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/1VAbryLjszE/s400/DSC01861.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393440180125300450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1B, largest lifestyle hypermall, the one and only largest hypermall in KK up till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stmkb7uWOmI/AAAAAAAAAi4/JHTuYA_iCs8/s1600-h/DSC01951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stmkb7uWOmI/AAAAAAAAAi4/JHTuYA_iCs8/s400/DSC01951.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393522828548389474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VP washroom in 1B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bukit sultan (not really sure of the name)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the hill that can be access with cars, in the day you can see the straits from here; once used as a look out point for intruders, now use as a place to snuggle in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StlZQtNAjdI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ungybP36Yxo/s1600-h/DSC01850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StlZQtNAjdI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ungybP36Yxo/s400/DSC01850.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393440172299816402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night view from the hill,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mesilau entrance to Mt. Kinabalu summit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mt. Kinabalu, the highest in whole Malaysia has couple of entrance; one of the few is Mesilau; journey here is smooth but kind of tired, so if going to the peak is a 2 days trip is not really worth it after all the travelling, guide or potters are required in order to reduce people getting lost (hey! lost is fun in another perspective).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StlfMO16T_I/AAAAAAAAAaw/gF1MRYcellg/s1600-h/DSC01828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StlfMO16T_I/AAAAAAAAAaw/gF1MRYcellg/s400/DSC01828.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393446692500164594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View of Mount. Kinabalu from the car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StlfLikPjBI/AAAAAAAAAao/t0Ap0mMIhTo/s1600-h/DSC01833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StlfLikPjBI/AAAAAAAAAao/t0Ap0mMIhTo/s400/DSC01833.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393446680614898706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ranau lodge fee for those who are going to climb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StlfK1KKg9I/AAAAAAAAAaY/mTaUVfQkZD4/s1600-h/DSC01838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StlfK1KKg9I/AAAAAAAAAaY/mTaUVfQkZD4/s400/DSC01838.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393446668425921490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesilau entrance to Kinabalu peak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StlfLWjA-6I/AAAAAAAAAag/YzXDYoh1Ptc/s1600-h/DSC01841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StlfLWjA-6I/AAAAAAAAAag/YzXDYoh1Ptc/s400/DSC01841.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393446677388524450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Distance of Mesilau to summit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StlfKbKfJ0I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/EGmhTwn6KSI/s1600-h/DSC01847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StlfKbKfJ0I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/EGmhTwn6KSI/s400/DSC01847.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393446661447952194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinabalu hidden in clouds, highest in Malaysia, 4k ft above sea level&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Island hopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I din't manage to hop the islands due to many constrains, but there is services for you to jump from one to the other. BUT do beware of the ferry companies you purchase your ticket, as the competitors won't fetch you if you does not buy their service. Ship come and go every hour and longest i waited was near to 2 hours. Tales has been where girls has been taken for granted on their visits to the island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stlik5m6iKI/AAAAAAAAAbY/10H74jPxP6o/s1600-h/DSC01817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stlik5m6iKI/AAAAAAAAAbY/10H74jPxP6o/s400/DSC01817.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393450414831732898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This should be Manikan or Mamutik island&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StlikboIbgI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Qlubd2vu-MY/s1600-h/DSC01816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StlikboIbgI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Qlubd2vu-MY/s400/DSC01816.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393450406783774210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking back at KK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StlijyAQTBI/AAAAAAAAAbI/GqB8ukC-eS0/s1600-h/DSC01813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StlijyAQTBI/AAAAAAAAAbI/GqB8ukC-eS0/s400/DSC01813.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393450395610663954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgot the name of this island, did not stop here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stlk8htujsI/AAAAAAAAAbg/-X9pIf5kAng/s1600-h/DSC01815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stlk8htujsI/AAAAAAAAAbg/-X9pIf5kAng/s400/DSC01815.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393453019757973186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Jollies that I went along for the first 4 days. If it wasn't them, then I won't be enjoying my days there like a king.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmDSsMnONI/AAAAAAAAAgw/98b2hetQnHs/s1600-h/DSC01909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmDSsMnONI/AAAAAAAAAgw/98b2hetQnHs/s400/DSC01909.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393486385877825746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KK Jesselton Jetty to the island at night, got a nasi padang stall here, food not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stmkbq8gH9I/AAAAAAAAAiw/I9P9sGRCqlM/s1600-h/DSC01940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stmkbq8gH9I/AAAAAAAAAiw/I9P9sGRCqlM/s400/DSC01940.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393522824044355538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayam Pop of the nasi padang shop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gaya Street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaya Street, really a street by itself is more of a morning market that is made for the tourist there. Most stuff here are cheap, you can buy mostly everything here from livestock to handbags, from vegetables to decorates. Gaya Street is just few streets away from the night market/morning market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stlk9pikP9I/AAAAAAAAAbw/5JXS808pxdI/s1600-h/DSC01818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stlk9pikP9I/AAAAAAAAAbw/5JXS808pxdI/s400/DSC01818.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393453039038513106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entrance of Gaya Street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StllxGCqN-I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/XL5YT0yPS44/s1600-h/DSC01823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StllxGCqN-I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/XL5YT0yPS44/s400/DSC01823.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393453922862643170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiki in Gaya Street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stllwmi0WaI/AAAAAAAAAcI/DJ1ww3EfTHY/s1600-h/DSC01822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stllwmi0WaI/AAAAAAAAAcI/DJ1ww3EfTHY/s400/DSC01822.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393453914407590306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trapped chicks in Gaya Streets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stlk-Rzq2XI/AAAAAAAAAcA/wfZvjJDiA3M/s1600-h/DSC01821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stlk-Rzq2XI/AAAAAAAAAcA/wfZvjJDiA3M/s400/DSC01821.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393453049847667058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fountain in Gaya Street, the other one was a swordfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stlk-K8jv9I/AAAAAAAAAb4/IgTYQUxDvqI/s1600-h/DSC01820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stlk-K8jv9I/AAAAAAAAAb4/IgTYQUxDvqI/s400/DSC01820.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393453048005902290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ceramics and collectables&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmBg1uJyiI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/p873chkF6i8/s1600-h/DSC01894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmBg1uJyiI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/p873chkF6i8/s400/DSC01894.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393484429929335330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sword fish near to Gaya Street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;War memorial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noting much said unless you like history and stones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stloxqx9_zI/AAAAAAAAAcY/qUShKnD9a78/s1600-h/DSC01804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stloxqx9_zI/AAAAAAAAAcY/qUShKnD9a78/s400/DSC01804.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393457231259631410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;War memorial stone near the bus station in between Gaya Street and the morning/night market&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stlozh0DaYI/AAAAAAAAAcw/SZMf8DB_btY/s1600-h/DSC01807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stlozh0DaYI/AAAAAAAAAcw/SZMf8DB_btY/s400/DSC01807.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393457263212194178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;War memorial stone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StloyDzLgNI/AAAAAAAAAcg/qvrjXELkIwk/s1600-h/DSC01805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StloyDzLgNI/AAAAAAAAAcg/qvrjXELkIwk/s400/DSC01805.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393457237975597266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the glorious dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stloy2dAvtI/AAAAAAAAAco/EN0P2BLAwco/s1600-h/DSC01806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stloy2dAvtI/AAAAAAAAAco/EN0P2BLAwco/s400/DSC01806.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393457251572825810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the memory of those man who fought during the confrontation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Billboard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really special, but its uncommon to see one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stlo0A5JWFI/AAAAAAAAAc4/iKoxS9846PQ/s1600-h/DSC01808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stlo0A5JWFI/AAAAAAAAAc4/iKoxS9846PQ/s400/DSC01808.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393457271555053650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beer billboard, not a common sign in the peninsular&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StlrVTk4qHI/AAAAAAAAAdA/QJGYRu_6-o8/s1600-h/DSC01809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StlrVTk4qHI/AAAAAAAAAdA/QJGYRu_6-o8/s400/DSC01809.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393460042529286258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billboard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bus station&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KK has couple of different bus station, each serve a different region, the center bus stations (2 different stations) each serves places within and around KK itself, the east side bus station to north and east of Sabah; while the west side bus station to south of Sabah. All bas station are connected and you can take either the van or the mini bus. For long journey to the east of Sabah, you may required to take a bus to east-bus station for a transit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StlrVy39sxI/AAAAAAAAAdI/oZnDj-gPFLo/s1600-h/DSC01810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StlrVy39sxI/AAAAAAAAAdI/oZnDj-gPFLo/s400/DSC01810.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393460050930807570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus station to places that is away from KK city center but to places around KK, like tambunan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Semporna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semporna begins as a fishing village, currently the only exit to Sipadan island. Semporna is a small town, with easy lifestyle, people travel to the town on random cars. You may flagged a car down and pay the driver like RM 1 or 2 to go places around Semporna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stlv28JUwPI/AAAAAAAAAeY/tFRwUySiMIE/s1600-h/DSC01798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stlv28JUwPI/AAAAAAAAAeY/tFRwUySiMIE/s400/DSC01798.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393465018401734898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue sky of Semporna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stlv31MasJI/AAAAAAAAAeo/_vAkwobEozM/s1600-h/DSC01800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stlv31MasJI/AAAAAAAAAeo/_vAkwobEozM/s400/DSC01800.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393465033715527826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water of Semprona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stlv3d95spI/AAAAAAAAAeg/BesYVv5FxQg/s1600-h/DSC01799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stlv3d95spI/AAAAAAAAAeg/BesYVv5FxQg/s400/DSC01799.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393465027480629906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water of Semporna, twice better than KK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stlv2qR5huI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/MPZawWfqcyo/s1600-h/DSC01797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stlv2qR5huI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/MPZawWfqcyo/s400/DSC01797.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393465013605861090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long mouth fish, at my arm length&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stlud1eEhiI/AAAAAAAAAeI/EF2gsDYdRsk/s1600-h/DSC01796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stlud1eEhiI/AAAAAAAAAeI/EF2gsDYdRsk/s400/DSC01796.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393463487601346082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seafood sold in Semporna fish market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StludvC8yHI/AAAAAAAAAeA/aiV2KAjF_qE/s1600-h/DSC01795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StludvC8yHI/AAAAAAAAAeA/aiV2KAjF_qE/s400/DSC01795.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393463485876979826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The road to Semprona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StludK4Y6dI/AAAAAAAAAd4/2_nA7IYsn0A/s1600-h/DSC01794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StludK4Y6dI/AAAAAAAAAd4/2_nA7IYsn0A/s400/DSC01794.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393463476169009618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not forget the sun always shine in Sabah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StlucvjpojI/AAAAAAAAAdw/kk5pBM0sU4U/s1600-h/DSC01793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StlucvjpojI/AAAAAAAAAdw/kk5pBM0sU4U/s400/DSC01793.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393463468834267698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the whole sun is up there, i got sick twice, once in KK, the other in Tawau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Palm oil estate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was so lucky enough to be brought by my distance relatives to visit the palm oil estate, a small farm; where it is 30mins away from Tawau and 40mins away from Semporna. The estate, among the few small ones that is surrounded by Sime Group. Palm oil plant has about 30 years of life span, while it only produces oil in its last 25 years. Male trees, which does not produce oil are usually dug up or saw in to pieces and lay by their love ones as fertilizer. Tawau was once known as the city of coco, when coco price was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palm oil yields profit every month but money are dumped in taking care of these trees especially in getting labor to take care of the weeds, and fertilize the plant. According to goats and cows are loan, in reducing the weeds, but still labor are required as there the animals are picky on the height of the grass that they feed on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StlucJF-YRI/AAAAAAAAAdo/ZW0MPlFc7is/s1600-h/DSC01792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StlucJF-YRI/AAAAAAAAAdo/ZW0MPlFc7is/s400/DSC01792.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393463458509250834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cash cow, not really for sale, but they do eat alot of weeds in the palm oil estate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stlv4eTd4ZI/AAAAAAAAAew/J2jZ2BamFi0/s1600-h/DSC01801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stlv4eTd4ZI/AAAAAAAAAew/J2jZ2BamFi0/s400/DSC01801.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393465044750950802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goat, fulfill the same purpose as the cow, but eat less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StlxRqWuVyI/AAAAAAAAAe4/tt4cPTZHn4s/s1600-h/DSC01802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StlxRqWuVyI/AAAAAAAAAe4/tt4cPTZHn4s/s400/DSC01802.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393466576994195234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the beauty, she makes me hungry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StlrXHT4_mI/AAAAAAAAAdg/usOk2nUHmKU/s1600-h/DSC01791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StlrXHT4_mI/AAAAAAAAAdg/usOk2nUHmKU/s400/DSC01791.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393460073596517986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cow Dung!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Plank processing plant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tawau temperature will never loose to KK, with over 28C, the heat is like sauna, without the steam but swapped with the heat lamps. The plank processing plant, located at another palm oil estate. The plant, processed the planks in to smaller planks and lace them with pattern will be use as wall panel, floor board, and small furnitures. The machine runs 24/7, operate by 3 workers only stops in the evening and during lunch break. The saw dust are left in the estate are used mixed with the ash, charcoal and chemical fertilizer for the plants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StlxSTrvY9I/AAAAAAAAAfI/PDZOWCZaflw/s1600-h/DSC01782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StlxSTrvY9I/AAAAAAAAAfI/PDZOWCZaflw/s400/DSC01782.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393466588088198098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.4 celcius!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StlxS6FqnlI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/WfqYhGvvex8/s1600-h/DSC01783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StlxS6FqnlI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/WfqYhGvvex8/s400/DSC01783.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393466598397484626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small plank processing plant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StlxSOMFCsI/AAAAAAAAAfA/YMv4ixQ3OOw/s1600-h/DSC01803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StlxSOMFCsI/AAAAAAAAAfA/YMv4ixQ3OOw/s400/DSC01803.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393466586613222082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burning of unwanted wood in the plant, later be used as fertilizer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tawau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 40 mins flight or 6 hours drive from KK, known once as the city of coco, lost its fame as the price falls and now regains a new name as city of palm oil, well not really. Tawau itself has couple of home grown products. Known as one of the main port to export fishes, seaweeds as well as mermaids (handycrafts). It is also one of the few places where people come for 2 reasons, either to work or to Sipadan. Tawau has everything they need, live a simple life, noting much to desire about when you own few pieces of land. The visit to the market in Tawau is more fruitful than of KK, in terms of choices, price and quality, KK won't stand a chance; but the fact is that sitting 6 hours is a pain in the ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stl0QqW3eDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/grPxlCFuNK8/s1600-h/DSC01787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stl0QqW3eDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/grPxlCFuNK8/s400/DSC01787.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393469858349807666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what fish it is, but it definitely edible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stl0P1kq0mI/AAAAAAAAAfo/kTP7krBCNo8/s1600-h/DSC01786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stl0P1kq0mI/AAAAAAAAAfo/kTP7krBCNo8/s400/DSC01786.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393469844180619874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sting ray, yummmy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stl0Pet9CcI/AAAAAAAAAfg/dEybbjArM_M/s1600-h/DSC01785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stl0Pet9CcI/AAAAAAAAAfg/dEybbjArM_M/s400/DSC01785.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393469838045546946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuna or it is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StlxTeA7LMI/AAAAAAAAAfY/Q7LUBAF65I0/s1600-h/DSC01784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StlxTeA7LMI/AAAAAAAAAfY/Q7LUBAF65I0/s400/DSC01784.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393466608041274562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fish market in Tawau, that chunk of fish is about the size of my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KK morning market view, before the market opens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The torment of another 6 hours finally ended when i set foot back on KK, so a flight is advisable if you were to go to Tawau or back to KK. Unlike the morning maket in KL, the market over in KK in much more easy, people don't rush to open their store or shout their prices out loud. What catches my attention there was seeing a Filipino guy catches his morning prey for his stall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmBgaPhfAI/AAAAAAAAAgI/cDTr8cttO6Q/s1600-h/DSC01781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmBgaPhfAI/AAAAAAAAAgI/cDTr8cttO6Q/s400/DSC01781.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393484422553107458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View from the morning market&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmBfzBiTuI/AAAAAAAAAgA/MQjX4fX65yI/s1600-h/DSC01780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmBfzBiTuI/AAAAAAAAAgA/MQjX4fX65yI/s400/DSC01780.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393484412025458402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing a Filipino fishing on the raft made of two plastic box cover and a plank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmBfssY1nI/AAAAAAAAAf4/q6-ahrAVfzU/s1600-h/DSC01779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmBfssY1nI/AAAAAAAAAf4/q6-ahrAVfzU/s400/DSC01779.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393484410326144626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he is using a net&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The mosque near UMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i came back from Tawau, I joined my friend, and his lecturer for some shooting, which the first place was the mosque. Although not the state mosque, this mosque is pretty beautiful at night, especially when the water is calm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmDTYoncpI/AAAAAAAAAhA/i7CGsqz4UB4/s1600-h/DSC01858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmDTYoncpI/AAAAAAAAAhA/i7CGsqz4UB4/s400/DSC01858.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393486397806441106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mosque near UMS during noon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmDSyLOfrI/AAAAAAAAAg4/34tNVUiWVA4/s1600-h/DSC01857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmDSyLOfrI/AAAAAAAAAg4/34tNVUiWVA4/s400/DSC01857.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393486387482623666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passing the Mosque, there is a chicken wing stall near by that opens in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmDSED7kCI/AAAAAAAAAgo/NfcnliN8YUc/s1600-h/DSC01907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmDSED7kCI/AAAAAAAAAgo/NfcnliN8YUc/s400/DSC01907.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393486375103991842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same mosque at night, with reflection from the water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmDRm46EOI/AAAAAAAAAgg/oVDDzHkv0nI/s1600-h/DSC01906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmDRm46EOI/AAAAAAAAAgg/oVDDzHkv0nI/s400/DSC01906.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393486367273128162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mosque&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The IT Shopping Center&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most hyped place in KK, which you can get easily most of the electronics here, from computer to your kettle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmBhG1BIwI/AAAAAAAAAgY/WhDbR_Uo1vM/s1600-h/DSC01904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmBhG1BIwI/AAAAAAAAAgY/WhDbR_Uo1vM/s400/DSC01904.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393484434521531138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sungai Wang of KK, your one-stop IT mall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mamutik island&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamutik is one of the 4 islands that is very near from KK, each are just minutes away. The wave here are not rough, but there are lines which swimmers are not encourage to cross as there are many boats passes by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmH8D-BOVI/AAAAAAAAAh4/glYIY1ypJ3E/s1600-h/DSC01920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmH8D-BOVI/AAAAAAAAAh4/glYIY1ypJ3E/s400/DSC01920.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393491494680213842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syok sendiri on Mamutik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmG_6zjRnI/AAAAAAAAAho/17KsK-40rlk/s1600-h/DSC01917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmG_6zjRnI/AAAAAAAAAho/17KsK-40rlk/s400/DSC01917.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393490461428237938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamutik water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmG_ab-XRI/AAAAAAAAAhg/R6-6EzVKYKU/s1600-h/DSC01915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmG_ab-XRI/AAAAAAAAAhg/R6-6EzVKYKU/s400/DSC01915.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393490452739415314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View from Mamutik jetty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmG-z6X9uI/AAAAAAAAAhY/r9XRaUy5bis/s1600-h/DSC01914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmG-z6X9uI/AAAAAAAAAhY/r9XRaUy5bis/s400/DSC01914.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393490442397939426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mamutik beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmG-FvLTBI/AAAAAAAAAhI/o9x6EyOZ0h0/s1600-h/DSC01912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmG-FvLTBI/AAAAAAAAAhI/o9x6EyOZ0h0/s400/DSC01912.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393490430002940946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where babes comes alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmG-gpVFkI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/N-aXe6fBOzc/s1600-h/DSC01913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmG-gpVFkI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/N-aXe6fBOzc/s400/DSC01913.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393490437226174018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mamutik island where the food is bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kudat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tip of Borneo, Kudat, is infact the beach with I would like to return to. It's 3 hours drive from KK, which you need to cross the hill. On the way to Kudat there are many small places that has interesting sights to be seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmH7soJJKI/AAAAAAAAAhw/yULDVHDfHT0/s1600-h/DSC01926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmH7soJJKI/AAAAAAAAAhw/yULDVHDfHT0/s400/DSC01926.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393491488414442658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabbing a quick meal in Kudat town before heading to the tip of Borneo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmH9DcLefI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/XzFgH0mv4_A/s1600-h/DSC01935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmH9DcLefI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/XzFgH0mv4_A/s400/DSC01935.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393491511718148594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder what does people use for bamboo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmkaEDBVeI/AAAAAAAAAiY/PD4KPFrHIqo/s1600-h/DSC01936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmkaEDBVeI/AAAAAAAAAiY/PD4KPFrHIqo/s400/DSC01936.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393522796422845922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use of the bamboo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmH8z7JL8I/AAAAAAAAAiI/UN6yGSR00y8/s1600-h/DSC01931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmH8z7JL8I/AAAAAAAAAiI/UN6yGSR00y8/s400/DSC01931.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393491507553054658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmH8fCer4I/AAAAAAAAAiA/8hmSgx9hXuU/s1600-h/DSC01930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmH8fCer4I/AAAAAAAAAiA/8hmSgx9hXuU/s400/DSC01930.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393491501946679170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta-Da.. a full rainbow, on the way back from Kudat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chicken wing stall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, that i was not free after taking the 2 panorama shots. The chicken wing taste so good that i had choose to ignore the photographs and put my utmost attention in finishing, although its expensive, yet the wings taste well with the sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmoB0CQefI/AAAAAAAAAkA/6ZNdrOoAUwI/s1600-h/DSC01952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 101px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmoB0CQefI/AAAAAAAAAkA/6ZNdrOoAUwI/s400/DSC01952.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393526777854327282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;panorama view of the chicken wing stall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmoBu5xiTI/AAAAAAAAAj4/CZxAjnlKYZI/s1600-h/DSC01953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmoBu5xiTI/AAAAAAAAAj4/CZxAjnlKYZI/s400/DSC01953.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393526776476567858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;panorama view of the chicken wing stall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;University Malaysia Sabah, one of the place where i spend about 5 nights there, include 2 nights of fever and diarrhea leaving me totally paralyze after running back and forth from the bed to the washroom. Like all hostel, you have students, like all students who does not really give much care with many reasons (its just too freaking HOT). I still remember having bathing 5 to 7 times a day in order to cool myself down, and sometimes it may goes to 9 if i stay put in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmoBPT2wmI/AAAAAAAAAjw/o2zEm5O1U3A/s1600-h/DSC01950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmoBPT2wmI/AAAAAAAAAjw/o2zEm5O1U3A/s400/DSC01950.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393526767996027490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a quick hack to improve your wireless signal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmoAvCX6sI/AAAAAAAAAjo/XsGRei9qbYY/s1600-h/DSC01949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmoAvCX6sI/AAAAAAAAAjo/XsGRei9qbYY/s400/DSC01949.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393526759332768450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interior of the hostel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stmmd_qt9UI/AAAAAAAAAjg/DirfJ1wDHIQ/s1600-h/DSC01948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stmmd_qt9UI/AAAAAAAAAjg/DirfJ1wDHIQ/s400/DSC01948.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393525062989903170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interior of the hostel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmmdYXEc0I/AAAAAAAAAjY/n3vxNgCsw4w/s1600-h/DSC01947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmmdYXEc0I/AAAAAAAAAjY/n3vxNgCsw4w/s400/DSC01947.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393525052438508354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interior of the hostel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmmcelrrvI/AAAAAAAAAjA/P9aEEDsUx-U/s1600-h/DSC01941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmmcelrrvI/AAAAAAAAAjA/P9aEEDsUx-U/s400/DSC01941.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393525036930543346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the main hall in UMS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmkawID4gI/AAAAAAAAAio/H_ID0gqY-Lg/s1600-h/DSC01939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmkawID4gI/AAAAAAAAAio/H_ID0gqY-Lg/s400/DSC01939.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393522808255144450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sight of Mt. Kinabalu from UMS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmkajSxsgI/AAAAAAAAAig/Y25tAdlphF8/s1600-h/DSC01938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmkajSxsgI/AAAAAAAAAig/Y25tAdlphF8/s400/DSC01938.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393522804810428930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside of UMS hostel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Food to eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have not pick any of the fish from the below pictures, are you sure you came to Sabah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My p'wned list:&lt;br /&gt;Rat Grouper (not in list)&lt;br /&gt;Normal Grouper&lt;br /&gt;Seven star Grouper&lt;br /&gt;Giant Grouper&lt;br /&gt;Sea Chicken&lt;br /&gt;Seven horns shell (not in list)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StlrWubJc8I/AAAAAAAAAdY/80Wy3EeM6cw/s1600-h/DSC01789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StlrWubJc8I/AAAAAAAAAdY/80Wy3EeM6cw/s400/DSC01789.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393460066916070338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Names of the few most expensive fish that you have to eat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StlrWUOCDDI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/Zt4X_rLxFw0/s1600-h/DSC01788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StlrWUOCDDI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/Zt4X_rLxFw0/s400/DSC01788.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393460059881737266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name of the few most expensive fish that you have to eat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Giant grouper noodles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The giant grouper (lu-dun) noodles, prepared like the fish-head-noodles has a soup based that is cook with tomatoes, ginger, tofu, bean paste and cabbage; serve with noodles and the fish itself, slice to a 1 inch thick meat with at least a 5mm thick skin. The first bite in to the fish makes you wonder if you are biting a piece of thick rubber, once you chew the skin off; the oil gets down in to your mouth when mixed with the soup, the fish tasted so well that it compromise sour taste of the soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SqO-7ecRaXI/AAAAAAAAAYo/s4RIjmVGQ5A/s1600-h/DSC01885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SqO-7ecRaXI/AAAAAAAAAYo/s4RIjmVGQ5A/s400/DSC01885.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378352309003708786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming through! to your lunch plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shu-tou-vegetable&lt;/span&gt; (a type of vegetable that is locally grown in sabah)&lt;br /&gt;The shu-tou vegetable has a thickness around 2-3mm, it is a type of fern which the shape looks like a young tree. Usually available in restaurant and will be cooked with sambal paste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pork noodles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noodles are served seperatly with the soup itself. The soup, a herb based soup serve in the different bowl consist mostly thigh meat, liver, intestine mixed with a little bit of fried fat and mince meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StlijXdZl4I/AAAAAAAAAbA/-oPZ_GEOSZI/s1600-h/DSC01812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StlijXdZl4I/AAAAAAAAAbA/-oPZ_GEOSZI/s400/DSC01812.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393450388485150594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classic way of making pork noodles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stlii-C2aoI/AAAAAAAAAa4/6NhWXTiij9w/s1600-h/DSC01811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stlii-C2aoI/AAAAAAAAAa4/6NhWXTiij9w/s400/DSC01811.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393450381662907010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pork noodles, one of the must have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmmdHRsOZI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/j_yuTEQpg0E/s1600-h/DSC01945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmmdHRsOZI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/j_yuTEQpg0E/s400/DSC01945.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393525047852546450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the same pork noodles with no additional stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmmcsiAJ7I/AAAAAAAAAjI/NeHix48-3xI/s1600-h/DSC01944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/StmmcsiAJ7I/AAAAAAAAAjI/NeHix48-3xI/s400/DSC01944.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393525040673204146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, its smaller than the one previous one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ngau Zap noodles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the pork noodles, Ngau Zap is beef noodles, with the beef bone soup; it is serve in one bowl, where you have the cow neck meat, stomach, intestine, tendon and liver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stlk9LL4WKI/AAAAAAAAAbo/U5lvfeednVk/s1600-h/DSC01819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stlk9LL4WKI/AAAAAAAAAbo/U5lvfeednVk/s400/DSC01819.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393453030890297506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngau Zap (Mixed-beef-cow insides) noddles stall in mid of Gaya Street; not the best Ngau Zap, but the soup is nice. Yee Fung kopitiam is located in Gaya Street, those people are actually making a line to eat there. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-6665076356837057190?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/6665076356837057190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/6665076356837057190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2009/10/sabah-29apr09-13may09.html' title='sabah 29APR09-13MAY09'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Stmshv7RtoI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/POt3tGUGy_I/s72-c/DSC01956.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-881951368019420278</id><published>2009-10-01T10:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T13:05:08.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>super power</title><content type='html'>I learn that i actually have superpower, just one up till now, but i think i will develop more when i learn how to control the current one; which is time traveling. At this moment it's just going forward time, happens when i black out or over worked. Time passes fast when this happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently i'm practicing it daily, both in school and back at home. Hopefully one day i will be able to manipulate time as it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-881951368019420278?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/881951368019420278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/881951368019420278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2009/10/super-power.html' title='super power'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-8706588169828742251</id><published>2009-08-15T14:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T14:27:02.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>run</title><content type='html'>woke up this morning with a blocked nose, things don't usually function well with a cold start; after several self unblock therapy, it started to run smooth but its not stopping, just bad it is when you know your nose is leaking and it makes you wonder how much can you actually store in your nose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-8706588169828742251?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/8706588169828742251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/8706588169828742251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2009/08/run.html' title='run'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-1269069927187118038</id><published>2009-08-12T19:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T19:21:35.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll take it as a compliment</title><content type='html'>Now, you guys defiantly shock me when one of you suddenly tell me that I'm the only one who has so much of time doing this and that, while all of us still face the same problem of 3 assignments due on September and the mid-point for the final year presentation at mid of October. When I thought that was enough, you guys came and give me a second wave of support, when I was suddenly put on show that I can do all the tutorials by myself and claim all the credits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, if i were to aim for credits, that would have already been a long time ago. I'm tired for in school credits, matter of fact, i no longer see the benefit of working for apiit, or for the academic certificate. All I now want, was just to pass all my paper, get my graduation certificate, show it to those who tell me to go for higher education and mind my own business. Truly, compete with you guys in the class was just me trying to make my academic life more interesting, as you know that I am used to hibernate in the class.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With great appreciation, yes, i do want to thank you that you give me great moral support; which so far no one have give me any. With the hope you people aim for me, never the less, I will try reaching it, hopefully I can make it and may you guys wish for me to be in the industry grabbing pencils and coins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-1269069927187118038?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/1269069927187118038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/1269069927187118038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2009/08/ill-take-it-as-compliment.html' title='i&apos;ll take it as a compliment'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-4708122961699776232</id><published>2009-08-07T14:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T14:49:46.779+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motti'/><title type='text'>sex is fun at times, smoking is too... just love the culture of the country.. not the government</title><content type='html'>Who say sex is not fun, i just read to day star online (the news organization that i dislike, as they charge you to buy their ads and rubbish news); the news &lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2009/8/7/nation/4472366&amp;amp;sec=nation"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, or as below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having a body that you love rubbing on yours might turn you on, well, especially when you are young and naive, the stench of body sweat suddenly begin to be so sweet that you just want more of it. with the sensation of sudden muscle pull that drew sparks to your brain, love just make its way up your brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday August 7, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Newborn hidden in bag by student dies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A FORM Five student in Kuala Terengganu who had given birth to a girl in her school’s toilet hid the baby in a bag, resulting in the infant’s death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student’s manner of suspiciously clutching her school bag tightly to her chest led her school teacher to suspect something amiss, reported Harian Metro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She held the bag tightly in her teacher’s car all the way to the clinic and when it was opened by a staff at the clinic, they discovered the newborn baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;State CID chief Asst Comm Mohd Fauzi Abduri said the teacher took the girl to the clinic after she saw her appearing all pale and sitting in the toilet with her head bent down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, he refused to comment further on the matter as it was still being investigated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again, from the same news, smoking might not be just a get-away for you in clouds (smoke) from the current environment you be in, take a deep breath with the stick on your mouth, with the nicotine drew in to your blood steam and release you from the witdrawal. it just gives you the kick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The daily also reported how a Form Four student in Langkawi almost fainted after he was forced to smoke 42 sticks of clove cigarettes by the boarding school’s warden who is also the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was being punished that way after the teacher had found a stick of cigarette in the student’s drawer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mohd Alif Arifin, 16, was brought to the staff room and was forced to smoke all the cigarettes while being watched by a few teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His lips allegedly turned bluish and his saliva was dripping, the paper claimed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He claimed the teacher did not allow him to drink even though he complained that he was thirsty and kept on forcing him to finish all the cigarettes in four hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A police report was lodged by the student’s uncle at the Kuah police headquarters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   * Other News &amp;amp; Views is compiled from the vernacular newspapers (Bahasa Malaysia, Chinese and Tamil dailies). As such, stories are grouped according to the respective language/medium. Where a paragraph begins with a &gt; it denotes a separate news item&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-4708122961699776232?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/4708122961699776232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/4708122961699776232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2009/08/sex-is-fun-at-times-smoking-is-too-just.html' title='sex is fun at times, smoking is too... just love the culture of the country.. not the government'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-9033209885873750025</id><published>2009-08-07T14:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T14:35:31.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogging time</title><content type='html'>class ended early today, so basically i have the whole day to spam my thoughts, nothing useful, just some non-productive thoughts to please myself and trying my level best not to think of my assignments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently, i learn that google labs came out with this idea of tasks, which a small column of text will be placed at the bottom right of your browser when you enable it in gmail. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SnvKadhMCkI/AAAAAAAAAXo/sE24LH9DN_Y/s1600-h/google+tasks.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 77px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SnvKadhMCkI/AAAAAAAAAXo/sE24LH9DN_Y/s400/google+tasks.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367105936891316802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click on the picture to view it in its original size&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tasks is basically fun, and you can add in a reminder in it. as i see it fit, google may improve tasks to a point where it support pictures and video, quite impressive as it will be; when i still wonder why my e-marketing lecturer is not please to grade me marks when i use google as a innovative organization.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-9033209885873750025?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/9033209885873750025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/9033209885873750025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2009/08/blogging-time.html' title='blogging time'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SnvKadhMCkI/AAAAAAAAAXo/sE24LH9DN_Y/s72-c/google+tasks.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-2594317393864087174</id><published>2009-08-07T13:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T14:25:59.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a simple texting machine</title><content type='html'>word processing changes so fast and so often that leave us behind if we are used to one program, typewriting machine is almost dead, and one of few reason that they survive is because there are people that still stand for the class and uniqueness of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first experience to a type writing machine was not to type, but to change the ribbon based ink. it was also the first time i was introduce to red ink. where the machine has a function of setting the color phase you want, which it was either black or red. My first character that left on that piece of paper was a ! and it follows with other alphabets that does not makes it in to a word. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;using a type writer is basically fun, it was fun to play compare to a keyboard. not that it is easy to use, when you need a UPPERCASE character for every word when you begins a new paragraphs or when you continue to write after you finish a sentence with a full-stop symbol. But it was just fun. the sound of it when every character is imprinted on the paper itself, and you begin to type fast, and you will get the sound of a human-machine combo of "tat, tat, tat, tat, tarrat, tat tat tat", and it also make you frustrated when you found out that there is a typo when you finish at the last line of the whole page of article. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the texting machine change so fast that after i was introduce a computer, the first thing i learn was the layout of the keyboard, unlike the type writer, you just play on the paper, and i was being taught of QAZ, WSX, EDC, RFV, TGB, YUH, IJN, OKM, PL&lt;, {:&gt;, }"? and other keys on the board. After few classes of printed-keyboard knowledge, we were then being introduce to a real keyboard, of course putting up a full article won't be easy at that time, instead of writing sentences, we play a DOS spelling game, where you need to type few different words in order to win the game, as usual, i suck at it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leaving primary school with much of using the technology, in secondary school, i was then learn about MS word, the most powerful word processing at that time, which you can align words, font style and a couple more stuff. Then it was follow by other MS product of excel and powerpoint which basically everyone used. no doubt that until now, MS still hold its market share as many businesses still use MS office as their core word processing structure, being it online or offline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first move that leave MS office, was basically notepad, and the only trick that i know that time was ".log" where everytime when you open your notepad, it will automatically insert the time and date of access, making it a log file for later revision.  notepad was not the best, but it was at least the easiest thing to use, with no fancy type face, no dressing on your text as well as no pictures or links that you can network all your files. notepad is the last thing i need to get things moving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after couple of years in using winXP, which i ended playing games more other things, i learn about open office, the first free word processing software that show you the simplest thing you need. open office layout no doubt is ugly (nothing change much on the layout, i still ugly), but it give you the basic functions that you are looking for to perform a full word documentation. when MS decide that XP is getting old, and with too many hacks around it, they moved to a new platform of Vista, vista introduce MS word 2007, where never seen before that WYSIWYG interface of word processing. word 2007 revolutionize many of the people i know, it gives a lot of learning experience for people who does not know much of word editing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until the recent change to ubuntu, i was back on openoffice; well, noting much changed, except that the word processing is faster than it was back then and spelling check was improved; i also learn about google docs, where you get to prepare your documents online, as it negates the need of software installation expect that you still need the browser, but you may required a real proper internet connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still no matter how you look at word processing, you will always need a chuck of software to perform. G docs may be fun to use, but in a country with unstable internet connection, you may pee in your pants when your 10 page documents is suddenly lost in transfer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to basic, i think i may not be like those who are used to fancy typeface and visual based content; still now, i am using notepad and gedit to perform most of my stuff, maybe my.opera notes get my attention as it still display the same output as notepad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you that not used to notepad or gedit, try searching for online tips such as  "notepad/gedit hacks", or "notepad/gedit tips", its fun, and you may also see that 9-11 has already been predicted a long long time ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-2594317393864087174?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/2594317393864087174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/2594317393864087174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2009/08/simple-texting-machine.html' title='a simple texting machine'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-6916270833977490223</id><published>2009-08-05T09:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T09:23:37.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wednesday stone.</title><content type='html'>i'm really feeling stone today, can't talk properly in the morning, can't walk straight and don't even know where am i going today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling real screwed as i wake up at 2am, had a weird dream that actually make me jump right out of bed. can't remember what i dream about and all i remember was that i slept at 12 midnight, brush my teeth, bath, drink a mug of coffee, eating a piece of chocolate, listen to "superband" you-tubed concert and doing my fyp. wonder what was it that give me that shock, all i know that it was real bad and got me right up in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, there was always a bright sight of the story; i manage to finish a posting for opera online writer competition, which i wonder when will it be update.&lt;a href="http://my.opera.com/community/competition/internship/view.dml"&gt;;p&lt;/a&gt;. hopefully my article can be posted up for some gradings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-6916270833977490223?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/6916270833977490223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/6916270833977490223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2009/08/wednesday-stone.html' title='wednesday stone.'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-7897404408953099709</id><published>2009-08-02T12:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T13:02:56.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how i fill up the problematic shitty form</title><content type='html'>i was actually looking forward to upload a file, sadly google does not allow me to do so. please do keep a note that everything below was done in gedit, i started of with ms office, which came with so many problem with the formatting, and then i change to g docs which apiit give me a lot of network problem, finally i resolve back to the good old days of notepad and gedit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Title&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotion and behavior marketing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A study of audience emotion, behavior and viewpoint after they watch advertisement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--section break--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: Brief description on project background. (.i.e. problem context, rationale, description of problem area, nature of challenge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advertising industry is a multi-million dollar industry, in Malaysia alone as reported by Nielson (2008), the newspaper and magazine advertisement expenditure covers over 50% of the total share. While mobile line service ranked second in top categories, mobile line service such as Celcom, Digi Telecommunication S/B and Maxis Communication Bhd were among the top ten advertisement spenders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the mobile providers having a high ad spend to gain the same pool of audience, they are also having a new mobile service provider,U Mobile Sdn Bhd. Consumer are known to be volatile as they have four different providers to choose from, furthermore with the announcement with number portability service; consumer now are able to switch to the other brands while maintaining the same mobile number that they have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the risk of loosing consumer pool in competition and having high spending on advertising and promotion, the ideal study is to identify the preference of the audience, to determine the loyalty that they have towards their service providers and to determine the reason of their loyalty. Hence the purpose of the study is to identify the audience emotion, behavior and viewpoint after they watch advertisement. The project will be separated in to three parts, primary is to identify the audience emotion, secondary is to identify the behavior generated by the emotion and lastly is to identify the viewpoint of the audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotions play a major role in marketing and advertising, especially in the consumer purchasing process where it affects the consumer in all 3 of the purchasing process of pre-purchase, purchase and post-purchase. Behavior, an action or reaction to an object in relation to the environment, the study of behavior in the report will be the behavior of the audience after they watch the advertisement. Behavior of the audience will be observed to be recorded. The viewpoint of the audience which is the most important factor to be identify in the study, the viewpoint of the audience will determine if they will be loyal to the brand that they are currently using or move to the competitor's brand after they view the advertisement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To understand emotion, I will use the concept from product emotion, where the emotions towards a product can be measured. The study will be performed on the emotion of the audience in relation to the advertisement. The basics of product emotion lies in three parameters, appraisal, concern and stimulus. According to Desmet et.al (n.d.) Arnold (1960) state that an emotion always involves an assessment of how an object may harm or benefit a person. The emotion is developed by appraisal of an individual and it is driven by the factor of concern and the product itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The study can be further review not only to address the objective in the study, it may also able to identify a copy preferences of the audience in an advertisement and the identification of the message receive by the audience through the advertisement. The use of this study can be beneficial to the advertisers as it draws an outline on the audience acceptance towards the advertisement, and it too can be beneficial to the mobile service providers as it provides an opinion of the audience towards the mobile service providers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--section break--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: Brief description of project objectives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i.e. scope of proposal and deliverable)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Objective 1: To identify the audience emotion towards an advertisement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To identify the audience emotion towards an advertisement; the study is to identify the audience emotion when they view the printed advertisement. The emotion is measured to identify the likeness towards the advertisement. The tool that is ideal to be evaluate will be PrEmo, as it provides a wide range of emotion as well as rating for the emotions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Objective 2: To determine the factors affecting the audience's emotion.&lt;br /&gt;To determine the factors affecting the audience's emotion; the study is to identify the factors of change in the audience's emotion after they see the advertisement. The factors will be identify through the layout of the print copy as well as judgement of the audience. As audience had been introduce to the mobile services, the study will find the relevancy and properties of the advertisement to its audience. A focus group study will be perform to understand the change of the audience emotion.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Objective 3: To determine the audience view towards the brand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To determine the audience view towards the brand; the study is to determine the stand of the audience after understanding audience view towards the advertisement. As audience are being bombarded by advertisement of various product, it will be crucial to identify if the audience preserve their believe system towards the brand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above objectives are the primary objective which are required to be address. The objectives will later narrow down in to sub-objectives as well as research questions that is use to determine the findings for the study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--section break--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: Brief description of the resources needed by the proposal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i.e. hardware, software, access to information / expertise, user involvement etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The resources that is required to perform the research will be as below; &lt;br /&gt;1. Print advertisement of the three main mobile providers that are listed in the top spenders. The advertisement are required to published around the same time to ensure a fair competition for the service providers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. PrEmo, product emotion measurement tool. The tool that is required to identify the audience's emotion. The measurement tool may required to be modify to suit the research needs as PrEmo itself is a tool created to identify the audience's emotion towards a product instead of an advertisement.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--section break--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E: Academic research being carried out and other information, techniques being learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i.e. what are the names of books you are going to read / data sets you are going to use)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject to understand the research work will be of audience emotion, copy layout, PrEmo, consumer behavior and lifestyle will be use. A guidebook for the research work, Communication Research by Keyton, J., 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--section break--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F: Brief description of the development plan for the proposed project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i.e. which software methodology and why, the major areas of functions to be developed and the order in which developed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planning to conduct the research will be as follow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The breakdown of the development plan as below; &lt;br /&gt;Week of 03AUG2009 - PSF Approval, Begin of Secondary Research &lt;br /&gt;Week of 10AUG2009 - Continuation of secondary research, Gathering research tools, &lt;br /&gt;Week of 17AUG2009 -  Continuation of secondary research, Preparation of questions in focus group studies  &lt;br /&gt;Week of 24AUG2009 - Preparation of focus group candidates, planning of focus group schedule&lt;br /&gt;Week of 31AUG2009 - Execution of focus group study&lt;br /&gt;Week of 07SEP2009 - Execution of focus group study&lt;br /&gt;Week of 14SEP2009 - Compiling findings for focus group study&lt;br /&gt;Week of 21SEP2009 - Supervisory Meeting&lt;br /&gt;Week of 28SEP2009 - Begin writing for investigation report&lt;br /&gt;Week of 05OCT2009 - Investigation Report Submission&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schedule of the development plan may change due to constrain of time and resources.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--section break--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: Brief description of the evaluation and test plan for the proposed project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i.e. what is the success criteria and how will be evaluated &amp; implementation will be tested, indicate the estimated size of the demonstration/test database)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not applicable, as it is an exploratory research.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--section break--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-7897404408953099709?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/7897404408953099709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/7897404408953099709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2009/08/how-i-fill-up-problematic-shitty-form.html' title='how i fill up the problematic shitty form'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-2723610818467161605</id><published>2009-08-02T11:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T12:57:52.291+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apiit life'/><title type='text'>psf and on the way to psf</title><content type='html'>Finally, after 1 whole week of sleeping at random hours + waking up at random hours + half a bar of milk chocolate + 3 mugs of coffee + 2 carton of fruit juices + lack of motivation + argument with my supervisor, who he will grade my project + surfing the net + reading book finally paid off, as i have submitted my psf 14 hours before the deadline after watching 007: Quantum of Solace to make sure i hit the submit button before i went black out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The goal of the psf is for your supervisor and advisor as well as other thingys out there to know what are you doing, how are you going to do it, and what is your plan to do it. psf will be used against you, as in grading and compared with your outcome and management of your project. In one line: do it too good, you waste the surprise element; do it too bad, you fucked yourself up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psf come in when you reach level 3 real fast, well basically i felt that people who planned for the fyp scheduling was not really bright. Lets just say he is bright at some point, probably 5% of everything, you can say someone is bad at things when they can paid while they are still bad at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The orientation for year 3 student is on wednesday, the last week of june, as usual the orientation is 3 days, and they will usually repeat more or less the same thing like what they did in year 1 and year 2, which make it so lame that i vote never to attend any of it, other then level 3 orientation. Day 1 is the day that you get your student card, booklet regarding what you going to do with your final year project and other stuffs that basically you can throw them away. On day 1, they begin to talk about your final year project, which is a project that you are required to get it done within the 2 semester, more or less of 9 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the booklet, it is attached a dateline regarding your draft project proposal. The form is made for IT student at mind, so basically business student and media student are left lofting around. I went to talk to the admin, which i was provided a copy of the form by her, which the counter admin staff has no knowledge of it. I told her the briefing only started on wednesday and it is not possible to get it done by friday, when you are required to talk a lot more stuff such as the problem statement, the objectives, and the methods which all of these will not be a proper one if you need to rush things out in 2 days time, given that you are at 80% of your performance. After much talk, i was manage to get a extension until monday, which i have sufficient time to dig a topic out, unlike others who used their RESM assignment to submit as their proposal which is invalid, but still acceptable to apiit standards. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 week after your draft submission, they will now assign you a lecturer as your supervisor, The lecture can be NOT of your major, or it might be, Good news for media student is that you will have a lot of different things to deal with, as you know the doctor has turn to a part time lecturer and he no longer hold any responsibility to be a supervisor, but still he will clear your doubts when you have some questions. Again as of malaysia standard, some may get their supervisor on the first, some may get on the second, like me they overlooked my proposal, and some may not be so unlucky that they need to submit their proposal again as apiit has lost it. I manage to contact my supervisor by catching him after his class, which was after being told that you cannot intercom the business cluster lecturers in incubator 2, you can only email them to contact with anyone there, they won't call anyone for you or provide you with any lead. I manage to get to hold a mandatory supervisor-supervisee meeting with him on at the 3rd week, which is near to 1 weeks behind apiit schedule. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;2 weeks after the meeting, with be the psf submission day, which you are required to complete the &lt;a href="http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2009/07/3-days-to-psf.html"&gt;psf form&lt;/a&gt;, which is not really that hard if you manage to complete your project proposal which i fail to do so due to time constrains, of being either i get my supervisor late (with alot of useless talking from apit), or giving in a 50% of my proposal. not much choice eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do kept in mind that psf is personal, as it is your project, it was never the less funnier than it could be when jjs call for a emergency briefing session for the business students as well as the media students. After he dismiss the business group, we are called in for a more sort of private brief, where he says that he had been listening of a lot news being spread that there is no media lecturer being looking after the media student, and the project is the student work, not the supervisor, the supervisor is only to watch and give comments. somehow at some unknown reason, he lost my respect. sadly, but thank god that i know where is my project heading to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After torturing myself for 1 week, i found out a very critical thing of psf. it is that there is no one out there you can trust, as it was in Quantum of Solace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-2723610818467161605?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/2723610818467161605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/2723610818467161605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2009/08/psf-and-on-way-to-psf.html' title='psf and on the way to psf'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-8131408587699849127</id><published>2009-07-29T15:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T16:22:53.737+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apiit life'/><title type='text'>3 days to psf.</title><content type='html'>a visit to apiit will never the less draws you to the question below, why is there apiit, and why is there ucti? And the answer that you will be getting will be more or less that apiit is merging with ucti and thus you have the name apiit-ucti. It's probably another bullshitome, seriously, is more like Apiit trying to run 2 different product at the same time while trying to bite more what they can actually chew. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is apiit and ucti different from one another, the course themselves of course, apiit courses are mainly from Staffordshire university, where else ucti courses are from ucti with quality assurance from Stafforrshire university. apiit focus in computing programs, on the other hand ucti offers wide range of courses ranging from business, IT, media, tourism, to engineering programs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other then the course, the fee is different, marking scheme is different and online assessment are different as well, with one calling PAGOL another calling UCTI PAGOL, why apiit still bother to call themself apiit-ucti, of course other than scamming naive kids like me who know nothing of the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor me, with only 3 days to complete my psf (project specification form), im basically dried up to cough out 7 fields to fill in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SnAFJfPlk7I/AAAAAAAAAXg/TSCJhE0J_QY/s1600-h/psf.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 365px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SnAFJfPlk7I/AAAAAAAAAXg/TSCJhE0J_QY/s400/psf.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363792816762098610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;A: Title&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: Brief description on project background. (.i.e. problem context, rationale, description of problem area, nature of challenge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: Brief description of project objectives.&lt;br /&gt;(i.e. scope of proposal and deliverable)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: Brief description of the resources needed by the proposal.&lt;br /&gt;(i.e. hardware, software, access to information / expertise, user involvement etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E: Academic research being carried out and other information, techniques being learn.&lt;br /&gt;(i.e. what are the names of books you are going to read / data sets you are going to use)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F: Brief description of the development plan for the proposed project.&lt;br /&gt;(i.e. which software methodology and why, the major areas of functions to be developed and the order in which developed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: Brief description of the evaluation and test plan for the proposed project.&lt;br /&gt;(i.e. what is the success criteria and how will be evaluated &amp; implementation will be tested, indicate the estimated size of the demonstration/test database)&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;basically i can understand A-F because all other proposal that i have seen clearly do required you to identify before you even start working on any research (or basically any work, to prevent you to waste resources) but when it comes to G, i'm basically stunned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Test plan? what test plan? what success criteria? what evaluation and implementation?  what estimated size of the demonstration? what demonstration? what database? things that i does not use and never told of. i'm trying to do a exploratory research which i have yet to read up upon which i only have 2 months to get all the shit up, yes its 2 months, why? possible i will put up on the next post after my psf is being approved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So think twice before you are really coming to apiit, by the way, yesterday i found out that apiit canteen actually can make some real good curry mutton that banana leaf guys doesn't make.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-8131408587699849127?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/8131408587699849127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/8131408587699849127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2009/07/3-days-to-psf.html' title='3 days to psf.'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SnAFJfPlk7I/AAAAAAAAAXg/TSCJhE0J_QY/s72-c/psf.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-7132705858433960609</id><published>2009-07-26T08:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T09:23:57.858+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='canteen food sux'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apiit life'/><title type='text'>bread and butter...</title><content type='html'>Finally now having 5 classes, after being assign in to the wrong class of decision making instead of marketing decision making. All the classes consider started, while lecturers trying to prevent over lapping 3 different subjects, strategic marketing, marketing decision making and integrated marketing communication; if all 3 subjects are about the same why not just create 1 called integrated strategic marketing communication and decision making, won't that be easier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life in apiit was never this shitty until apiit decides to draw hundreds more student for profit, as you might already guess, drop in quality, gain in quantity. Foreign student are consider the most profiting group among all the student, and those who are bad in English as second language are their cash cow, don't blame yourself if you never grad from the apiit english learning class. Foreign student are profit because; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A, you need to register student visa through the school itself, apiit only give you 3-6 months and charge you rm99 (should be) per renewal while outside you may get 1 - 3 years renewal for free of charge as your fee already cover those charges. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B, you need to get apiit accommodation for the first year when you reach malaysia, of course you can get other alternatives, IF you manage to find one, which most doesn't, apiit charge about rm 300-500 for their accommodation, about rm 100 - 200 above market price, (the one i'm currently living is at rm 180), oh yes,  utilities fee are not included in the bill. If you so lucky to get one that is not under apiit (correct, you save about 100 to 200) great now you need to go to school either is by public transport or you buy a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C, public transport is easily available if you spend either time or money, bus came every 1 hour, and sometimes might speed away if they can't stop at the bus stop, rapidkl dominates the market around apiit, if you are so unlucky, wait for another hour. Cab charges at rm3 -4 to go to apiit, of course its actually rm 2.50 -4 depends on location and traffic condition. cab usually DOES NOT run on meter if you are get one in apiit. finally, something better which is the apiit bus that goes to the places like the lrt station and apiit accommodation places, it cost about rm 60 a month (i never ride it), it runs on time, but never expect it to stop in apiit itself unless it rains. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D, after paying the basic need, to eat in apiit, price varies from the eye of the cashier, it cost about rm 2 to 20 PER meal (might be more if you decide to add in additional toss salad, a piece of chicken, cup of tea and a slice of cake), don't be scare there is still hope, apiit chicken rice cost about rm 3.50 - 4.00 each plate, with a bowl of rice and few pieces of chicken that cover the top of your rice and a few slice of cucumber and drops of sauce. Eating in apiit is not really what you would want everyday. Going out to eat might be costly, so you can just eat some where around apiit, a nasi lemak stall in enterprise 3, cafe in patimas, MC'd around petronas, cafeteria at enterprise 4 and one more shop right opposite of maybank.Choices is that you really have a lot to choose from, prices at the other hand is that you will spend around rm5 per meal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E, again if you so unlucky to fall under this group of cash cow, be happy cause you know that you are rich enough to be in the group (sadly you suck in life and i would strongly suggest you to transfer). ESL students are usually stuck in the english study area for 6 -12 months, 3 if you are good enough, and lets for get the maximum unless you ran out of cash. Most of the china student ended up here with others from east asia and north asia, fairly because you can't pretty much understand what people is talking and you can't express yourself other than body language. Basically you are screwed because medium in apiit is english. A class for ESL cost about 1k (i was told as 1K), it is cheaper than what you can get outside, again lets talk quantity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the context of money, not everything is bad, or at least. Your tuition fee is fixed for that intake and it will never increase (or decrease) with the on going money depreciation and inflation, given USD or MYR, there won't be a word called cheap if you are going to study at a foreign place. So dear friends, think twice before coming to the hell hole, because down is where the admins are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh shit, think of it I was thinking to get another degree oversea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-7132705858433960609?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/7132705858433960609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/7132705858433960609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2009/07/bread-and-butter.html' title='bread and butter...'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-6578407714524561002</id><published>2009-07-05T23:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T23:51:21.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>copywriting</title><content type='html'>I just came back home from some spiritual session. Back to this real world I came along with some &lt;a href="http://thedaily-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-touched-100-bmws-today.html"&gt;stuff from MC blog&lt;/a&gt; and I found about the little flier that he got. Its nothing wrong with giving out fliers to improve your sales, but it is never the less fail its objective when people just toss it around without even to look at it. Looking at the flier, I have a sudden realization of what my lecturer told me on the first day of the class, "there is no where that you can learn about writing copy until you do it hands on", and here I find a very good example of things that I will deal in the future. So here is the picture that i stole from MC @http://thedaily-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-touched-100-bmws-today.html; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGlIX_ypVqY/Sk4DdaerioI/AAAAAAAAAJI/o1aEm_BUtlA/s1600-h/BOF+flier.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGlIX_ypVqY/Sk4DdaerioI/AAAAAAAAAJI/o1aEm_BUtlA/s320/BOF+flier.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354220810849192578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lets have a little discussions of what so wrong with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Recession? Start Your Own Business Now!&lt;br /&gt;It is a fact that we know about recession so it becomes a bullshitome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Business Opportunity Fair 2009&lt;br /&gt;Great, lets &lt;a href="http://www.google.com.my/search?hl=en&amp;safe=off&amp;client=firefox-a&amp;rls=com.ubuntu%3Aen-US%3Aunofficial&amp;hs=GWn&amp;num=100&amp;q=Business+Opportunity+Fair+2009+Malaysia&amp;btnG=Search&amp;meta=cr%3DcountryMY"&gt;google&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://search.yahoo.com/search?p=Business+Opportunity+Fair+2009+Malaysia&amp;ei=UTF-8&amp;fr=moz2"&gt;yahoo&lt;/a&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$ Fresh Business Ideas&lt;br /&gt;There is always fresh business idea, but i want something that will work, a bank wont introduce you a new investment plan if they know that it won't sell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$ Money Making Opportunities&lt;br /&gt;I got it, lets just see how well your flier boys are doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$ Learn How Your Business Can Thrive In This Recession&lt;br /&gt;What Recession?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free Book! "365 Inspirations" *1st 100 visitors Only!!! &lt;br /&gt;The book cost S$9.90 as told in their site but wait till you get to know /b/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code#:WRW&lt;br /&gt;hmn.. interesting, wonder how it will work if there is 1000 fliers with the same code...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I see business models offered are new &amp; broad It is here where I found potential business opportunites" - Dr. Mohan - Management Consultant&lt;br /&gt;img look shopped, so I try to dig something related to Dr. Mohan, Management Consultant and I find too many different Mohan's that makes me quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I was a formerly an employee. Now I own 4 successful businesses with little or no money down" - Nicole Yap - Entrepreneur&lt;br /&gt;img look shopped but look familiar, so i did a little search on it. So i found&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1LDWMZPmAeM/SjHn75IOZpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/prquzSjcGxs/S220-h/DSC_9253.jpg"&gt; one of the picture&lt;/a&gt;. Nicole here seems to be an entrepreneur and has her printing studio called &lt;a href="http://ernicole.com/v2/"&gt;ErNicole Printing Studio&lt;/a&gt; and a blog called &lt;a href="http://ernicolestudio.blogspot.com/"&gt;ERNICOLE STUDIO&lt;/a&gt; which she start blogging since &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/00706483177850792438"&gt;june 2009&lt;/a&gt;. And she is on &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=48691026623"&gt;facebook&lt;/a&gt; as well. (Don't you just love the internet)&lt;br /&gt;After poking here and there through the web, Nicole actually exist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Melia hotel, Level M1 Jalan Imbi, KL (opposite Berjaya Times Square)&lt;br /&gt;Date: 4th July 2009 (Saturday)&lt;br /&gt;Time: 2pm - 6pm ONLY&lt;br /&gt;Contact: Ms. Renee Yeoh 016-2129377&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm new to Kl, i decide to look up at for Melia hotel, and i got SolMelia, they have 1 hotel in Malaysia currently; the name is Meliá Kuala Lumpur, has the capacity to conduct a session for 350 people, 7 meeting rooms and 302 bedrooms. &lt;a href="http://www.solmelia.com/hotels/malaysia/kuala-lumpur/melia-kuala-lumpur"&gt;more information.&lt;/a&gt; and some ratings by&lt;a href="http://asia.hotels.com/hotel/tripadvisor_reviews.html?destinationId=908873&amp;hotelId=124311"&gt; trip advisor&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://asia.hotels.com/hotel/expedia_reviews.html?hotelId=124311"&gt;expedia&lt;/a&gt; from hotels.com   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The date and time seems nice, which I can have my lunch before going, but I wonder if they provide me something to chew on after reaching there late with the well known traffic condition. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again to my poking effort on the net, Renee here actuall is on &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=5451388293"&gt;facebook well together with her friends&lt;/a&gt;. Which they have couple of activities in this July and none of them say anything about Melia Kuala Lumpur. So am I going there to see no one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come visit the "Zazen Healthy Homes" booth&lt;br /&gt;First 50 visitors recieve a Free goodie bag worth RM100!&lt;br /&gt;Whao, whats Zazen? (wikipedia explain it as Zazen &lt;a href="en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zazen"&gt;(坐禅; Chinese zuò chán pinyin or tso-chan Wade-Giles) is at the heart of Zen Buddhist practice. ...)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am suppose to get seats that worth RM100? Cool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your Energy Matters"&lt;br /&gt;I don't really get what it means until I relate everything at whole. Your Energy Matters = traffic jam to go to wellknown traffic jam triangle +  365 inspiration + speech by Dr. Mohan who profile is unknown + speech by Nicole Yap, an entrepreneur who make me lost interest in reading her blog + some zazen + opportunity to get the hourly lucky draw prize if I manage to bring the piece of A5 size paper.&lt;br /&gt;Now thats a lot of energy required.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Bring This Flier Along For Our Hourly Lucky Draw&lt;br /&gt;I find this just too funny after I read MC's post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Most people don't even look at the fliers before throwing them away. The point to note here is that they throw it on the streets. I understand that some people may find this as a nuisance (in fact I used to feel the same way), but thats no excuse to litter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmn.. How about hiring a copywriter to do the job?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-6578407714524561002?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/6578407714524561002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/6578407714524561002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2009/07/copywriting.html' title='copywriting'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGlIX_ypVqY/Sk4DdaerioI/AAAAAAAAAJI/o1aEm_BUtlA/s72-c/BOF+flier.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-7802606792955950443</id><published>2009-07-02T22:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T23:03:34.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first class of copywriting</title><content type='html'>Today is the first day of the copywriting class, which was the second subject that was being taught in the school for the first week. The class starts with a basic introduction and with no delay we begin with some exercise to jump start the sleepy brains. One of the questions was on sea squirt. What the hell is a sea squirt, all i can imagine was something that has a small brain and looks like worms, but &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sea_squirt"&gt;here is a better description of sea squirt&lt;/a&gt;. So here is the question, do enjoy the time to answer it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The juvenile sea squirt wanders through the sea searching for a suitable rock or hunk of coral to cling to and make its home for life. For this task, it has a rudimentary nervous system. When it finds its spot and takes root, it doesn't need its brain anymore so it eats it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a) Who would you tell this fact to and why?&lt;br /&gt;(b) Would you like to be a sea squirt? Why?&lt;br /&gt;(c) Imagine you are a sea squirt with a superior brain. Given a choice would you be like all the other sea squirts and conform or rebel? Why would you conform? How would you rebel?&lt;br /&gt;(d) If you had to use the sea squirt for an advert what product would you use it for and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-7802606792955950443?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/7802606792955950443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/7802606792955950443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2009/07/first-class-of-copywriting.html' title='first class of copywriting'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-952334023066088396</id><published>2009-07-01T21:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T10:26:55.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pain...</title><content type='html'>i dislike blood donation, i dislike seeing the blood, maybe that is why they are curse when they come out from the body. they leaves a mark when they dried up, the stain and smell that marks death. blood donation was never pain, it is like ant bite when they put in the pain killer, the feeling when the needle goes in to the veins, the drop in pressure in the veins like death licks on the arm itself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dislike killing, i dislike knowing the feeling of my victim when i kill them, maybe that is why i am so good at identify emotions of others,  anything that is alive let me feel their emotions, the eyes and the skin tells me what they see and feel about the surrounding. emotion brings pain, the pain that eats you inside out, slowly devouring you from the mind. i once told to kill a crab for dinner, it was tied all arms and legs, i look in to its eyes, it keeps telling me that it does not want to die being tied up, i cut loose the strings and let it run, 2 days later it died of natural cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dislike being alone, i dislike the evil within me that tell me everything i can do when im alone, maybe that is why i am alone and good at being it. i think it is why i can never be with you. being alone hurt the most is when i need you so much and not letting me to get in touch with you so that you can spend your special night with someone you like..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-952334023066088396?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/952334023066088396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/952334023066088396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2009/07/pain.html' title='pain...'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-2783853975658569896</id><published>2009-06-28T11:15:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T11:58:36.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dateline...</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is the deadline to submit my draft project proposal, how can they even think out a name like that of "Draft Project Proposal". After spending one whole day yesterday digging on the keywords of "advertising", "buying process" and "emotion", i ended up watching eagle eye and spending the whole night having myself drop in to slump. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is advertising? Used of a tool to promote a product or a brand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SkbkTRwOlVI/AAAAAAAAAWA/qOPmDo2ZbGs/s1600-h/DSC02065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SkbkTRwOlVI/AAAAAAAAAWA/qOPmDo2ZbGs/s400/DSC02065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352216227010745682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oreo man!, I do really wish that he would do a backflip while he is oreo man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Skbk5V0ARgI/AAAAAAAAAWI/GRe34QLeBCc/s1600-h/DSC02064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Skbk5V0ARgI/AAAAAAAAAWI/GRe34QLeBCc/s400/DSC02064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352216880935355906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oreo man and his blue shirt assistance, the blue-t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is buying process? The process of pre-purchase, purchase and post-purchase of a consumer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Skbl0gXn5rI/AAAAAAAAAWY/jcAxBGuLBWs/s1600-h/DSC02061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Skbl0gXn5rI/AAAAAAAAAWY/jcAxBGuLBWs/s400/DSC02061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352217897381390002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My post-purchase behavior after i finish my whooper junior double in auto white balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Skbl0Z14t3I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/xVZEXPDplP8/s1600-h/DSC02060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Skbl0Z14t3I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/xVZEXPDplP8/s400/DSC02060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352217895629272946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My post-purchase behavior after i finish my whooper junior double in daylight white balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is emotion? Feeling that you have at any moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Skbm03d_eFI/AAAAAAAAAWg/GslCd77DRjQ/s1600-h/DSC02069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Skbm03d_eFI/AAAAAAAAAWg/GslCd77DRjQ/s400/DSC02069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352219003093743698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how i feel after she told me that she is going to start a new relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Skbm1PrPt_I/AAAAAAAAAWo/mnpNo8mosPc/s1600-h/DSC02082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Skbm1PrPt_I/AAAAAAAAAWo/mnpNo8mosPc/s400/DSC02082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352219009591785458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how i feel after she told me the other character in the relationship will not be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the condition now which i nothing much of concentration can be generated out, i guess my proposal might be ended up like those that i once laugh at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Skbo0YUQ4FI/AAAAAAAAAXA/gwyM8ekuuEk/s1600-h/1235130137953.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Skbo0YUQ4FI/AAAAAAAAAXA/gwyM8ekuuEk/s400/1235130137953.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352221193754697810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absitnence cartoon dialog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Skbo0ApeAdI/AAAAAAAAAW4/bqUs7zoS2ZE/s1600-h/1235134631412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Skbo0ApeAdI/AAAAAAAAAW4/bqUs7zoS2ZE/s400/1235134631412.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352221187401187794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Body systems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Skboz6nx4NI/AAAAAAAAAWw/GHedslWaP3Y/s1600-h/1235130479277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/Skboz6nx4NI/AAAAAAAAAWw/GHedslWaP3Y/s400/1235130479277.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352221185783488722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lasers in everyday life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-2783853975658569896?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/2783853975658569896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/2783853975658569896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2009/06/dateline.html' title='dateline...'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SkbkTRwOlVI/AAAAAAAAAWA/qOPmDo2ZbGs/s72-c/DSC02065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-3276131801206446103</id><published>2009-06-16T15:41:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T20:28:42.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the italian job</title><content type='html'>The 2003 thieving job for a thief on thief showdown.&lt;br /&gt;lesson you will learn in watching this movie:&lt;br /&gt;1. how to get rich without holding a gun&lt;br /&gt;2. how to piss off your mates when you are rich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The italian job is a round up on how to steal aka get rich without holding a gun, the first act is about stealing gold in Venice, where the mastermind, Charlie planned the stage show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The environment:&lt;br /&gt;1. The safe is placed on the second floor.&lt;br /&gt;2. Armed guard is working around the clock guarding the safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The set up:&lt;br /&gt;1. Phone lines are being tapped to monitor activity of the family members.&lt;br /&gt;2. Blueprint of the house surrounding the safe is required to take in control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The operation:&lt;br /&gt;1. The safe is required to be moved away from the guards for it to be cracked.&lt;br /&gt;2. A thief is required to get in to the first floor to place charges so that the safe can be dropped on to the ground floor.&lt;br /&gt;3. A thief is required to get in to the ground floor to place charges so that the safe can be dropped on to the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cover up:&lt;br /&gt;1. A boat is required to act as a decoy for the guards to think that the safe is being carry away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The packing up:&lt;br /&gt;1. The best man to crack the code is required to be prepared to dive in to the water to crack the code in half of the time before the police arrives.&lt;br /&gt;2. The loot in the safe is required to be moved to a drop off point where is shall be collected again later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The get away:&lt;br /&gt;1. People that is least suspected is required to pick up the loot from the drop off point.&lt;br /&gt;2. The thieves is required to move away from the spot and gather again to celebrate or share the loot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The enjoyment:&lt;br /&gt;1. Meet at a place where there is less people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make it simple, in the italian job, Charlie use the water as a fog of war to run away and cover from the police eyes. The italian job was a perfect hit, no blood was seen sprouting here or there and the best part was the cover up that no trail was left other than the stamp of a Balinese dancer on the gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second act of the story was "the betrayal" (of Steve), where Steve pull out a gun and gets all the gold for himself. The second act of the story continues until the track down of Steve by Charlie, where Charlie sworn to get his revenge by stealing back the loot hence pull Stella in to the play as Stella is the only person whom Charlie trust to crack the Steve safe. (and Stella being emotion as Steve killed her father)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third act of the story was (Stella) "entering the lion's den", Stella accept Charlie proposal, with all preparation ready all left was to get the blueprint of the safe; with Charlie running out of cards, Stella seems to be the last card that Charlie has to get in to Steve's den.  The third act ends when Stella mask was recognized by Steve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fourth act of the story was "dog fight" (between Steve and Charlie). Steve now know Charlie plans and Charlie know know Steve plans, they now required to draw their card out again to see who last on the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve cards:&lt;br /&gt;A-lot-of-money (cash).&lt;br /&gt;A tamper proof security system.&lt;br /&gt;Dogs, big dogs.&lt;br /&gt;Armed guards.&lt;br /&gt;Anti-scaling fence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie cards:&lt;br /&gt;Handsome Rob, who seduce girls and the perfect driver.&lt;br /&gt;Left ear, who plays with explosive.&lt;br /&gt;Lyle, computer genius&lt;br /&gt;Charlie, mastermind who staged the itallian job&lt;br /&gt;Stella, daughter of John&lt;br /&gt;Wrench, mechanic who tune cars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fourth act ends quickly with Lyle finds out that Steve is trying to move away all his gold. Not known to Charlie, Steve actually prepare 2 decoy trucks to give Charlie a wild goose chase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the emergence of the 3 trucks, the final act of "the itallian job" begins. As followed the previous itallian job, the loot is required to drop in to the "water" (fog of war) where it can't be seen by the public, the loot is then carried under the "water" to somewhere safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The environment:&lt;br /&gt;1. The safe is being carried on the armored truck.&lt;br /&gt;2. The truck will be running on the busy street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The set up:&lt;br /&gt;1. Phone lines are being tapped to monitor activity of Steve action.&lt;br /&gt;2. The local traffic authority traffic system is required to be take over by the thief.&lt;br /&gt;3. A hole is required to be placed for the truck to fall in to the "water".&lt;br /&gt;4. The hold is required to be covered to prevent public to see everything beneath the "water".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The operation:&lt;br /&gt;1. The truck is required to move to the design hole.&lt;br /&gt;2. Once the truck is in the hole, the hole is required to be covered.&lt;br /&gt;3. The thieves are required to gather at below the water to carry the loot away from the truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cover up:&lt;br /&gt;1. Passage to the "water" is required to be block to prevent un-foreseen circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The packing up:&lt;br /&gt;1. The best man to crack the code is required to be prepared to crack the code and complete it in before anyone manage to gets the hole cover open.&lt;br /&gt;2. The loot in the safe is required to be moved to a drop off point where is shall be collected again later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The get away:&lt;br /&gt;1. All thieves who is able to drive is required to assist in carrying the loot.&lt;br /&gt;2. The thieves is required to move away from the spot and gather again to celebrate or share the loot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The enjoyment:&lt;br /&gt;1. Meet at a place where there is less people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As seen, the second itallian job is the same as the first itallian job, but what makes the movie so special?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gun fire?&lt;br /&gt;There is only 2 person killed in the whole movie, John and Mashkov's cousin (the guy who buy gold from Steve).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blood and fights?&lt;br /&gt;There is only 2 punches being throw upon, the first is by Charlie on Steve, the second is by Stella on Steve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sex and romance?&lt;br /&gt;There is only 1 kissing shot being taken where Charlie kissed Stella forehead after her date with Steve, and only 1 sexy shot of Stella of her wearing a bra after Charlie lock pick in to her room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So really, what so special? There is indeed when you exclude the fights, blood and sex.&lt;br /&gt;First special, the hole making; they first blow 2 levels of ceiling off to drop a safe box in to the water, then they blow 1 levels of tar paved road off to drop a armored truck in to the tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second special, the chase; the chase of time to get 3 mini's in to the tunnel before the train shut their way up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third special, the scripts; really, I'm not joking. some that is quoted in imdb.com;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I trust everyone. It's the devil inside them I don't trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More at &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0317740/quotes"&gt;IMDB: The Italian Job (2003)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-3276131801206446103?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/3276131801206446103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/3276131801206446103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2009/06/italian-job.html' title='the italian job'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-5177156935817709063</id><published>2009-06-12T13:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T15:38:54.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bullshitome</title><content type='html'>Currently i moved to stay with my cousin, uncle and aunt, as well as my nephew. not the wises choice but at least not the worst. Look at the bright side, there is 3 meals a day, air conditioned room to sleep in, hot water bath and some work for me to do. It is still better then having me rotting at home as there is nothing to do other then going out for supper after a basketball game or some fast food before a show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 2 weeks after i give the car away, without any transport I'm stuck at my cousin place, for both good and bad; Firstly, my socializing life is over with no car no go rule. Secondly, my virtual life is gone without a proper internet connection. Thirdly, I can never go away from my cousin place as I does not has the house key. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So really, you want me to stay put there for a long time? I don't really think so, with all the limitation that I faced, I do think the best option that I have is to get a car and move out again. Damn, do you guys even think of living without proper transport, proper wide area network communication and a proper ease of access? Maybe you haven't, but I have and I already tasted it once. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let once, let me get my legs up, lead my own half pass six life and be a copywriter of my own; I may not be as rich as you guys, but at least, I gain the freedom and wisdom of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-5177156935817709063?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/5177156935817709063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/5177156935817709063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2009/06/bullshitome.html' title='bullshitome'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-6876005411230604854</id><published>2009-05-29T20:05:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T17:36:26.684+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apiit life'/><title type='text'>knock knock</title><content type='html'>knock knock, who's there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that I'm really have some issue with Apiit, as things done seem really well lately (thought I'm still on a holiday break). But things ain't things good as it seems to be. If it is my academic, then am in a really bad position with 1 paper failed and 1 paper being bar due to lateness to the exam hall. With the feeling of worried like you are going to get kick out from the campus or sorts; sadly, i'm not. I still manage to enjoy my holidays like those fellows out there who enjoy good food and arts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just right after few weeks of my enjoyment. I came back worried of my other things, my financial problems. Now I need a car and some money to buy the standards of today society. To get my life straight, I now required something that can get me at least 10K to straighten my life, one word; "job". Knocking door to door don't seems to be a good way to look for employment since i am being classified as not well dressed. And sending a resume up to employment firms don't do good as well so that i have less then 1 month before my "suppose to be" school days begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with no where to go, suddenly my cousin offer me to help him in running some of his advertising and promotion programs; the first one, buntings. Buntings is a light weight textile that is used to hung as simply decoration or to promote your business. Well, everything seems easy at first as you just need to know the amount that you are going to get, finalize a design, obtain the license and everything is done; well left out the hanging and removing part that will be covered by most printing company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begin on I proceed, and out of the blues one company that i request their quotation is unable to send to my gmail account, hence i give them my other private accounts; yahoo account. Brushing off the dust on the yahoo mail account to dig for the quotation, i find two interesting mail send by my beloved apiit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SiErLh4ywFI/AAAAAAAAAVo/LBc3XMiNNC4/s1600-h/b1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 107px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SiErLh4ywFI/AAAAAAAAAVo/LBc3XMiNNC4/s400/b1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341598110113251410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, my result copy is somehow not available and i am required to bring the original copy for them. Wait a minute, how could my result is not with the college, how can i apply for the campus with out an actual result. Now this make me pissed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SiH7x3YLwzI/AAAAAAAAAVw/KQ2eL46inHU/s1600-h/ec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 108px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SiH7x3YLwzI/AAAAAAAAAVw/KQ2eL46inHU/s400/ec.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341827467135664946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second one was regarding my EC status, i was being bar from the exam due to lateness to examination hall, which i am required to submit the EC to tell them that i have a reason to do so. The reason that I provide with my EC was due to "a unconfirmed after effects of" diarrhea that i have after my chinese new year food poisoning enjoyment that last for five days. Since the first food poisoning, i have learn the lesson of bowel movement control, which the pill works 30 minutes after you consume it and last to 4 hours (to my record).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now required to provide supporting documents to verify my illness, i found that it is really stupid, only in this year i know that i have diarrhea and it always happens during midnight and i have not known if i'm allergic to any kinds of food (but i do have a good appetite when the food is nice). My days in sabah was spoiled by diarrhea and i need to lie on the bed while motivating a spider spinning its web for 3 nights, but then thank god that every morning i still can enjoy the good food and scenery that cant be found in kuala lumpur. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But please do not worried about me dear apiit, as you know that we both dislike each other, i dislike your system, you dislike my attitude. Well be happy that we still can have 1 more week enjoy not seeing each other as i need to work for a part time position in a warehouse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-6876005411230604854?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/6876005411230604854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/6876005411230604854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2009/05/knock-knock.html' title='knock knock'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SiErLh4ywFI/AAAAAAAAAVo/LBc3XMiNNC4/s72-c/b1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-122065102375764643</id><published>2009-05-20T18:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T18:43:35.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Problem waking up</title><content type='html'>The best guess? Hangover, yes!.  So here are some ways that can give you a quick fix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 The ancient Scottish cure for a whisky hangover is the Highland Fling. If you’re not feeling too sick, heat a pint of buttermilk and stir in a tablespoon of cornflower. Then season with salt and pepper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Scuba divers claim crawling out of bed and taking a blast from an oxygen tank does a wonderful job of blowing away cobwebs. The idea is that increased oxygen speeds up the metabolism, which in turn increases the speed of breaking down poisons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 A more holistic approach to curing headaches is pinching your hand between your thumb and forefinger. That part of the hand is a nerve junction and an acupressure point which is supposed to release tension in the head neck. The advice is to pinch quite hard for thirty seconds every five minutes until the headache subsides. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 In Romania they say the sure-fire way to cure a hangover is tripe. The cow’s stomach is boiled in greasy, salty root vegetable soup with garlic vinegar and cream. Some people think this might only be a good cure because they won't drink in the first place when they know they have to eat this the next day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Some Puerto Ricans rub a slice of lemon or lime in the armpit of their drinking arm before they start drinking to stop a hangover before it starts. Apparently, lemon prevents dehydration and therefore headaches because it helps retain fluid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 In Outer Mongolia, a pair of pickled sheeps eyes in tomato juice is thought to be the answer to a thumping head and cattle ropers in the Old West drank tea brewed from rabbit droppings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 In Ancient Rome, party-goers breakfasted on sheep lungs and two owl eggs and in ancient Greece the cure was deep-fried canaries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 In Haiti, those hit with a hangover make a voodoo doll from the bottle of alcohol which caused the hangover in the first place. They recommend sticking 13 black pins in the wine bottle's cork. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 A popular remedy not recommended for pregnant women or the elderly is the Prairie Oyster. It includes a whole raw egg and Worcestershire sauce, seasoned with salt and pepper. The aim is to swallow the concoction in one gulp without breaking the yolk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 The Japanese recommend umeboshi pickled plums to relieve hangovers. The advice is to bite of a quarter of the plum and allow it to dissolve in your mouth. But for a stronger hangover, one whole plum is recommended, which takes about half an hour to dissolve. Umeboshi contains pyric acid, which is supposed to restore the stomach to good health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/newstopics/howaboutthat/5124936/Hangover-cures-from-pickled-eyeballs-to-citrus-armpits.html"&gt;Telegraph.Co.Uk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god I never had one before..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-122065102375764643?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/122065102375764643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/122065102375764643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2009/05/problem-waking-up.html' title='Problem waking up'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-2300750630424135547</id><published>2009-05-14T12:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T13:01:59.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the 3 S' of healthy lifestyle</title><content type='html'>We does not really care how healthy our lifestyle is when we are being served good food and good drinks. Having good food does not occur daily, but it defiantly is good when all the good that you waited come together in a single week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now having too much of good sometimes just spoils the best, when you ended having a fever and diarrhea after that week. Going to Sabah is unexpectedly too overwhelming, a lot for me to learn, and a lot for me to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first S is Sick, you need to be sick before you even have a healthy lifestyle. You don't need to be really sick, the condition of unwell, having some slight fever and running nose will be sufficient to learn a lesson of what unhealthy lifestyle leads to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second S is Shit, the waste discharge process and the art of bowel movement control. In this S, you learn about the hardship of overcoming the bad in order to find yourself better again for those good in life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third S is Sleep, the only place that you will find comfort after all the sneezing, sweating, and shitting. Sleep is the one of the curing method for arse sore and you will have a very good sleep which the next day is defiantly good for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So still looking for a healthy lifestyle? Forget about the health suppliments that your upline tell you so and start focusing in getting sick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-2300750630424135547?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/2300750630424135547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/2300750630424135547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2009/05/3-s-of-healthy-lifestyle.html' title='the 3 S&apos; of healthy lifestyle'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-4904074399019009366</id><published>2009-04-29T10:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T11:50:31.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>at least now i know a little bit about artificial intelligience</title><content type='html'>I was late for submitting the assignment, although I was thinking to submit it on friday, instead on monday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like all other day, I dress up like attending a funeral thus set me in place with apiit regulation of professional code of conduct. Went up to the lab, finish off my references and bibliography before I hand in; after 1 month not stepping in to Apiit, I kind of missed Apiit in the sense of not bumping in to anyone that I know; did not see Calvin hogging a space in the syndicate room, did not see Dr. Rama evil grin when he is in the elevator, and not seeing any sarc booth around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickly finish up my assignment for printing and binding, I submit my work off and declare my self the beginning of my month-long break. Walking down to the foyer, I saw a bunch of guys hogging at a Pleo booth. Pleo reminds me of my Samsung Pleo keyboard, the keyboard with an additional three functions to lock, sleep and shutdown my computer; with ubuntu, i add in a few more shortcuts to the keyboard with show desktop, run terminal, launch browser, launch calculator, mute volume, decrease/increase volume, switch desktop. Some kind of cool I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new Pleo that i see was not of new keyboards, but more of a pet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fussld.com.my/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/pleo1-279x300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 300px;" src="http://fussld.com.my/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/pleo1-279x300.jpg" alt="" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pleo, a robot dino that somehow survive &lt;i&gt;The Land Before Time&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pleo stand at 7.5in high and 21 in long and weight at 3.5 pound. The first look that you will have upon seeing Pleo is "wtf, that looks stupid", but the true fact was, Pleo is actually smart for a baby dino. It does not need to hatch from the egg, it does not need to feed on plants, it does not need to be watch over like a child but it definitely need its battery to be recharged on low power. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-34a9140128f95737" 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://v8.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D34a9140128f95737%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331494513%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2FED3281555F9359822259AC1397793D3E249A01.6A6FD1ED9888006DF0CE1CB6024F316F5B2633AA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D34a9140128f95737%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dvweu5jUE5WyJOu6SFCWrdYdMa84&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://v8.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D34a9140128f95737%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331494513%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2FED3281555F9359822259AC1397793D3E249A01.6A6FD1ED9888006DF0CE1CB6024F316F5B2633AA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D34a9140128f95737%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dvweu5jUE5WyJOu6SFCWrdYdMa84&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pleo is build with over 40 sensors which enables it to act like a dino such as see, hear and feel. Pleo has the ability to see and it will later be upgrade to a face identification module which enables it to recognize its master. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like all the pets, none of the likes to be drag by the tail, same goes to Pleo, when being drag up by its tail, Pleo gets angry and will make noise while it stares at you. Pleo likes to be pampered as well, rubbing it from head to tail makes Pleo acts like a cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pleo is unique in its way that it actually respond to its master as it  is able to learn from time to time. Yet it fails to attract me in a couple of ways:&lt;br /&gt;Pleo is unable to turn itself over when it falls sideways. &lt;br /&gt;Pleo cannot stand on two legs. &lt;br /&gt;Pleo makes me sleepy when I stare at it. &lt;br /&gt;Pleo is not aggressive, my mojo will bit me if I provoke him from his dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given all these disadvantages, Pleo actually makes a good toy for the children from age 8 and above, since it is selling at MYR 1,699; its suitable as a pet for the kids as it is good with "No bite, No fur, No food".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmn.. wonder if I should get a new pet... but it will not be Pleo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More:&lt;br /&gt;Video clips of Pleo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i.gizmodo.com/331958/pleo-meets-dogs-dogs-dont-like-pleo-pleo-gets-mad"&gt;Pleo meets dog @ Gizmodo.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.robotsrule.com/html/pleo-dinosaur.php"&gt;Pleo reflects @ Robotsrule.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-4904074399019009366?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=34a9140128f95737&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/4904074399019009366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/4904074399019009366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2009/04/at-least-now-i-know-little-bit-about.html' title='at least now i know a little bit about artificial intelligience'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-3500205656999997148</id><published>2009-04-29T00:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T12:05:36.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>travelling</title><content type='html'>Each one of us faced the same question when we grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is our mission in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the different stages of our lives, our goals changes. Some of us begin to think the questions when we are young; some don't notice it until they are old. Yet none the less, we still think. In our academic years, we think of competition, love, and dreams. In our professional years, we think of responsibility, family and future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once have a mission, but fate told me that it was not. The lines gets blurred and the colors faded. I wander and waded in life, without a goal; but now I know something is need to happen. A epic story is required to be revealed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.myconfinedspace.com/wp-content/uploads/tdomf/74838/454130%20(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 428px;" src="http://www.myconfinedspace.com/wp-content/uploads/tdomf/74838/454130%20(1).jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is epic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.myconfinedspace.com/wp-content/uploads/tdomf/75718/Time%20Machine%20Cheat%20Sheet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 655px; height: 698px;" src="http://www.myconfinedspace.com/wp-content/uploads/tdomf/75718/Time%20Machine%20Cheat%20Sheet.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hn.. intersting&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I can find a way to go back time and make the epic story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or perhaps I should just laid down and dream of becoming epic..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-3500205656999997148?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/3500205656999997148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/3500205656999997148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2009/04/travelling.html' title='travelling'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-8068888852509109495</id><published>2009-04-21T14:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T16:09:41.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just F it</title><content type='html'>The exam for the final semester in level 2 is finish, but does not sees to be for me. ever wonder that you step in to the exam hall, and told to come out because you are late to sit for the paper? happens so to me. Ack, the feeling was bad, and it definitely a "i'm f'cked".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is only two paper this semester, with subjects that does not require a great mind to understand, and yet i f'cked it; after having a fail for e-marketing, which surprise everyone around me as well that i actually fail it. I kept wonder about how i manage to fail the paper without failing the scriptwriting paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come thinking of it, failing a paper did not actually demotivate me to study for the rest of the papers, however not letting me sit for the paper because i'm late to the exam hall did demotivate me a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now having 1 big F and 1 untouched paper does make me itchy of calling for a transfer to else where. Wonder if i should do that or just F it and continue on my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder wonder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style:"width: 152px; height: 105px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs004.snc1/2797_1134849976556_1386518629_336962_1254752_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude, fuck the exam. Just fuck it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style:"width: 146px; height: 139px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs004.snc1/2797_1135919003281_1386518629_339606_97327_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, dear teach' its not that i does not want to sit for the paper, i was not allow to sit for it because im late, maybe i should be a drop out and start running on some of my drafted programs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-8068888852509109495?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/8068888852509109495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/8068888852509109495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-f-it.html' title='just F it'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-5538137903140562307</id><published>2009-04-09T21:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T14:49:14.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madagascar: Escape 2 Africa</title><content type='html'>What I learn in Madagascar: Escape 2 Africa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lions will be happy to look after you, if you are sick.&lt;br /&gt;Lie is a good motivation to make someone to die for.&lt;br /&gt;Blackmail improves efficiency, when the monkeys request for their maternity leaves. &lt;br /&gt;Lion taste like chicken, when the old lady replies the tour guide the taste of lion. &lt;br /&gt;The video recorder never runs out of battery, the camcorder still recording at night. &lt;br /&gt;Never pass a message through a line of monkeys&lt;br /&gt;Believe in ducttape as it can save your bride.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-5538137903140562307?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/5538137903140562307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/5538137903140562307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2009/04/madagascar-escape-2-africa.html' title='Madagascar: Escape 2 Africa'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-8804351564563288544</id><published>2009-03-06T19:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T14:11:50.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chopping board</title><content type='html'>How do you judge a person that you does not even know? Comparison stand of sample and the other, Visible action or display, Comparison between sample and your ideal one, or would prefer Overall votes by those who you are close to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would you judge or review or valued or assume a person? The action, words, their believes, results, attitude, method of doing things, usage of body language? How can you tell if one person is good at something or bad at something, or if the person is good or evil? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often i was being judge by other people that i am unorganized, take life easy, does not prepare, lazy and alot more, well, not that i am denying any of that; just like you and me,i too would like to judge the others. But i am not, because i am lazy and i would like to be part of that person to understand them before saying anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a song dedicate to you out there because i dont really understand you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WaS6mlUS5Kw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WaS6mlUS5Kw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If I Were a Bro"&lt;br /&gt;Music Produce by Jesse Novak&lt;br /&gt;Vocals by Eliza Skinner&lt;br /&gt;(c) CollegeHumor Music&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-8804351564563288544?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/8804351564563288544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/8804351564563288544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2009/03/chopping-board.html' title='chopping board'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-3126986208863668231</id><published>2009-03-06T14:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T19:15:40.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 big...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1st is BIG...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the best thing that you can do in oldtown cafe?, drink Kopi-O or Teh-C? Or would the sticky rice be your choice? Or are you looking forward for something hot, but still a sticky rice? Yes? No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If yes, here is your choice, the old town cafe curry chicken sticky rice. A scoop of sticky rice that covers half of the plate, the texture so soft and sticky that it melt in your mouth, a curry that is so sweet that you just fall in love with it. The chicken that is so tender that two pieces they give you is never enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life never be so wonderful with old town cafe curry chicken sticky rice. The soft rice with the curry gravy on it. The taste that will never be satisfy after just a single plate. Behold, the old town curry chicken sticky rice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SbD7zz0t_PI/AAAAAAAAATo/zFjeMiCXcpg/s1600-h/DSC00545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SbD7zz0t_PI/AAAAAAAAATo/zFjeMiCXcpg/s400/DSC00545.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310020828173040882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmn...The rice, the curry, the chicken..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I said is real, half the plate, yes, indeed. The length of the plate is the length of the spoon. Both fork and spoon is at the equal length. The bowl that fill with the curry chicken is just as big as the bowl that holds the won-ton when you order dried won-ton noodles. And this miserable thing cost you RM6.30 before the taxed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SbD7zwPTPkI/AAAAAAAAATw/swGG6fNoY8U/s1600-h/DSC00546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SbD7zwPTPkI/AAAAAAAAATw/swGG6fNoY8U/s400/DSC00546.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310020827210792514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This miserable piece of rice will just cost you RM6.30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How big is that now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2nd is BIG-ger...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was near 7pm when I was on the way to old town old town cafe, with the empty stomach I go around looking for a parking spot at this busy day, most shop is pack with people, those with their family crowd the restaurant, while some wait patiently for their seat. Right beside old town cafe was a remote stall of fried keuy teow, an old man is there cooking (as fast as he could) while all his customers making a line behind him that be it drizzling in the night. For twice I passes there for twice the line never seems getting shorter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stall is just 20 steps away from old town cafe and old town cafe is just empty, few tables with the same drinks all the time. While walking in to the shop people doesn't really care about you, customers over there are just minding their own business, the waiters look at you with the eyes "come in or just walk out, damn, today is a long long day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk slowly to the biggest thing for that day and sat myself down. This move does not seems to bother the waiter, I took the menu and browse through a few page, called a waiter, again no one seems bother. Surprise I look around and found out that there is 3 waiter who stand by the door and 4 others in the kitchen who is just talking among themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put my palm on my face, shaking my head and questioning myself how come this shop still survive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bigger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3rd is BIG-gest...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na....Happy burfday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SbEFPkU-MBI/AAAAAAAAAT4/yEcSNJOSlJQ/s1600-h/DSC00565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SbEFPkU-MBI/AAAAAAAAAT4/yEcSNJOSlJQ/s400/DSC00565.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310031200654340114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pei say I heartless for not SMSing you, but here you go la.. Na... happy burfday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Pei for the pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-3126986208863668231?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/3126986208863668231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/3126986208863668231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2009/03/3-big.html' title='3 big...'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SbD7zz0t_PI/AAAAAAAAATo/zFjeMiCXcpg/s72-c/DSC00545.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-88146257356544863</id><published>2009-03-06T01:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T01:52:27.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>uh f*rk...</title><content type='html'>there goes a long story of how well ubuntu can perform over winXP, well, indeed in my case, ubuntu did give me a better performance in overall, graphic wise it still lost to vista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the semester begins and my days of school continues, after a week break, seems like in 3 more weeks the course will be finish and i will be on my way to the finals..(omg fyp fyp!). before this semester start, i have just install ubuntu hardy after a few fail trails with kde4 (kubuntu), for few weeks ubuntu seems fine, it comes with the basic that you will need for your everyday life. A movie player that can play both movie and audio, office for your spreadsheet, documents and presentation needs, graphic editing software for you if you are going to scan and edit and images, pidgin messenger client for a few of your messaging accounts, and a few more accessories and games for you to play with when you are bored. To sum up, ubuntu is like an all in package for anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt it serve me all i need at first until day before yesterday that i am required to cough out a 90seconds audio clip for tutorial. Hard? Not really, i came out with the script within 1 hr after class, meet up with my coursemate and pass her the script and give her a few instruction for her to practice at home, job done for day 1 that is. &lt;br /&gt;The second day was a holiday, so we meet up and record the track, 70seconds of vocal is sufficient and i went home to begin the editing. Sat in front of my desktop, i wonder what program i can use to edit. the most friendly seems to be audacity, which is available on sourceforge. Dig in to audacity and everything was up within an hour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audacity in linux has the same interface in xp, so without any problem i was finishing it after 3 hours, out of the blue when i split a track to mono, audacity frost and went suicidal with all my unsaved work, f*rk, there goes everything. without giving much thought of it, i continue, redo every bits and pieces, another 2 hours passes by and its 2 in the morning. Right before i can compile everything, the screen darkens. there come my thought saying " hey buddy, i'ave a good news and a bad news for you, which would you like first ". There my eyes started to rain, i choose the good news. "the good news, you can sleep early tonight and forget about everything, great huh, guess whats the bad news, the track is f*cked, good night and sleep tight."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day i woke up, with a sore throat, looking at audacity, shaking my head and look for alternative to edit the track. i can choose to use either soundforge or other stuff that i never hear of. Surfing on the net, i stop by a post: ubuntustudio. An OS that is made for the editing in a linux based system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that serve me good enough, seeing that i will have to do a couple more of editing work before i finish this semester i download it through the command line.&lt;br /&gt;-sudo apt-get install ubuntustudio*&lt;br /&gt;within 6 hours, the installation is complete, and is required a reboot, reboot it is then. Beep, the computer goes and in 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, the screen flashes, a error came out that the system did not detect any graphic driver. p*wned for a second, i know somehow, this semester wont be easy for me. All i know is i need to get in to the operating system, at least somehow without audio editing i still can get other work done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies, with some orange juice and 2 burger. I did all i could to get myself back in to the system, f*rk now with a thread in ubuntu forum waiting people to safe my arse off the hook. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want to help?&lt;br /&gt;http://ubuntuforums.org/showthread.php?p=6843510#post6843510&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-88146257356544863?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/88146257356544863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/88146257356544863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2009/03/uh-frk.html' title='uh f*rk...'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-6729884575000215797</id><published>2009-02-03T20:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T21:34:01.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Metamorphosis</title><content type='html'>Long I waited to read some short stories, well, guess it is because that I am lazy to even go through the lines. A Chinese edition of "Letters to the young reporter: The Media Truth" sleeps in between the books that I have was there for sometime which I have forget, but something keep telling me to read metamorphosis, well may be I am just lazy to read at the Chinese characters (Well, that does not stop me from reading "The Duke of Mount Deer".)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The previous night was sleepless, I tried to close my eyes but I can't, the images keep repeating itself in my mind. I hope that dreaming this nightmare was just a dream, nothing more than just the annoying brain wanting to run from the leash I put on to it. Trying hard to push the dream away, I suddenly remember an article about Metamorphosis some years ago, a line: "What would you do, if you wake up in the morning finding yourself have transform in to a bug that reflects your true-self.". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my bed I lay, eyes close, thinking of a bug or a creature or anything that I can reflect myself as. I open my eyes, I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I lost the ability to dream, have I lost the wings that let me fly in the wonderland that my enemy is my friend and always a happy ending? Maybe I've grown up, maybe I am just lost in this world. The images of me comes and goes, the never stop, I faint. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up on the next day, I decide to look for this book. Went around and found myself in the center of a bookshop. Books around me, stories came in like a wave that cleans the world. I start sitting down on the corner and read. Words slowly came out from their burrow, like a tunnel itself, they swallow me, brining me in to a world that time itself could not escape. The tunnel of words came after me so fast that I slipped. Falling and falling, places at the different end of the world came and go in front of my eyes. Then I notice, falling was just flying downwards. I close my eyes and let go of the fear go going downwards. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a sudden shock, I was awake. found myself back in the center of the books and late for other appointments, quickly I rush off from the bookshop and head home for preparation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Months passed. I tapped on the keyboard: "Media", looking at my bookmarks with a name it does not recall "Rick Walton's Online Library", going to the page, I found "The Gutenberg Project", a huge collection of public domain text and classic literature for reading and research. "The Gutenberg Project" main page was lifeless, right before I turn away, the word "Metamorphosis" surfaced. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letter by letter I key in to it, the 'Go' button was small, I click and wait. Out of expectation it came out. Lie on the bed I read, the warmth of tunnel of words came slowly, engulf me to a world, which once I call dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: Metamorphosis&lt;br /&gt;Author: Franz Kafka&lt;br /&gt;Translator: David Wyllie&lt;br /&gt;Release Date: August 16, 2005 [EBook #5200]&lt;br /&gt;Language: English&lt;br /&gt;Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1&lt;br /&gt;Website: http://www.gutenberg.org/wiki/Main_Page&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-6729884575000215797?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/6729884575000215797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/6729884575000215797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2009/02/metamorphosis.html' title='Metamorphosis'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-2526370493118348770</id><published>2009-02-03T18:37:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T20:45:01.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gunung Dato Hiking</title><content type='html'>Ryan, I am really sorry for what happen to the tent. If there is anything that I can give assistance to, please do let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old man dato has a hill, ee aa ee aa oo,&lt;br /&gt;He name this mountain after him, ee aa ee aa oo,&lt;br /&gt;All six of us went up hill, ee aa ee aa oo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When We went up, get tent up, set ourself down and get things done.&lt;br /&gt;All us have some break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old man tu aa was careless, ee aa ee aa oo,&lt;br /&gt;he did not look after the members, ee aa ee aa oo,&lt;br /&gt;An accident happen and burn a tent, ee aa ee aa oo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With we speechless, they speechless, no away to amend.&lt;br /&gt;We up set, they up set, everyone was down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz, sad song, dunno how to sing.&lt;br /&gt;well, Ryan I am seriously sorry about what happen to the tent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after knowing this friendly bunch of people from &lt;a href="http://xyouthteam.blogspot.com/"&gt;x-youth team&lt;/a&gt;, founded by Ryan and his pals, and a late lunch at ulu yam, Ryan suggested that we should went up to g. Dato, which has a great view on on the Rembau town and the Melacca straits. Without much thought we agree to it, mainly because I did not even think and say, "yea, sure, lets do it" (forgetting that I did not actually sleep on the day before).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back on separate ways, and meet up again at ss17, Xin Yan place. We stuff our belonging to On Kee's van and head south to Seremban town. The journey like time files, with me enjoying the sleep back there. Once reach Seremban, Ryan and Xin Yan went back to bring some other equipments out that we will be using up in Dato, tent, lamps and bags, while we went to the bank and bought some dinner that can be brought uphill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G, Dato is at Rembau town, sign board is all around there, and the place is actually packed during weekends, and there are too mid-night climbers going up hill for the view. The sleep on the way there was great (how often do i have chance to sleep when other people is driving?) We reach the office at night, which Ryan was greet by the authorities, seems that he is a frequent customer here. Since G. Dato campsite was at the peak and the only water resource available is a 45 mins away (1way) from the campsite, we will bring water up. We repack our bags, and start heading up hoping to get a campsite before the others did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671122/DSC01065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671122/DSC01065.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to Gunung Datuk, but the sign board outside wrote Gunung Dato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trail up G. Dato was up, up and going up. The first 30 minutes will be of 45 to 55 degrees sloop which is the easy one, and reaching check-point one will be of 60 to 70 degree, so no need to rush all your way up. Ryan was there teaching us the basics of uphill hiking, which is "small step, small step", which really works as by going at small steps, you won't strain your muscle, same concept of tracking. Going up half way, I face difficult breathing with the back pulling the muscle at my neck, stop stop, walk walk, I took about 30 seconds break for each few meters, while Chew having a walk of his life having a hard time with the cramp building up on his legs. Others? well, they seems used to it, and On Kee was speeding all the way up, (his normal speed was my twice or more, OMG)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before reaching to check point one, I am partially dried out, and started to lag behind on the 60 degree climb and behind us a family pack was catching up (an lady in her 40's over take us like nothing, I'm so getting pawned that day). At check point one, we rested for 5-10 mins, before moving up. Again, we head off and straight head on to the peak, to ease the pain on the neck, I rest once few hundred meters only up till a point, which so much of good luck, an ant bite me up on the ass, which instantly give me a boost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671122/DSC01062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671122/DSC01062.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some normal height that you will be about to see (taken on the way down).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching the peak, we quickly set the tent up, 2 tents, 3 in each tent, which I never think of sleeping in one, until it was too cold for me to lie outside. The campsite was big, which able to hold about 50 with another smaller campsite behind the rock. We put out the banners and start off with the dinner. Food was nice, most likely because I am very hungry. And the view on top the rock was fabulous with the view of Rembau town. Looking for a warm drink before sleep, I ended dose off before the water was even cooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning when I was awake, well, too late to stop the accident, a hole was burned on the tent entrance. The good side, a dust hole, which makes you easier to clean the tent; the bad side, the tent belongs to On Kee. (I only found it out when I was down hill. T.T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rise and shine, I took the breakfast while other starts to pack everything before we head up to the peak. With everything packed, we headed up the rocks. As there is much visitor coming up, there are stairs which tied down to the rock made for the visitors, some are shaky some are well slightly tilted so going up and down might be hard for some noobs like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671122/DSC01045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671122/DSC01045.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Packing everything in to four backpacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671122/DSC01046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671122/DSC01046.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A camping ground which the Malay family that overtake us on the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671122/DSC01048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671122/DSC01048.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chew half way up the second stairs which is a shaky one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671122/DSC01054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671122/DSC01054.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The peak, well, not crowded, but a lot of people do come up here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671122/DSC01058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671122/DSC01058.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking down from the peak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671122/DSC01059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671122/DSC01059.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice posed, wait, which one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671122/DSC01052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 408px; height: 104px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671122/DSC01052.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats the point of coming up here if its not for this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671122/DSC01063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671122/DSC01063.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.. just remember a story Ryan said on the way up, "I carry a girl on my back, came all the way down as she was injured."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The peak was ... (go experience it yourself I would say, at least once)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671122/DSC01064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671122/DSC01064.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile! Bravo for Chew and Lev, you guys made it up to the peak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way down, we took about 1hr30mins. Which is three quarter of Ryan's timing. Back down, we wash ourselves and headed down to Seremban town for some Bak Kut Teh that is recommend by On Kee (he's the snake head here).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671122/DSC01069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671122/DSC01069.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A stalker in the bathroom that I was in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671122/DSC01073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671122/DSC01073.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second stalker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End Note:&lt;br /&gt;If you are going to camp with a large group, you may need to call up to check if there is available space for you to camp. And as a reminder, there is once said that Hang Tuah leave his foot print out on the peak, and he leap to the beach; I would have guess that he use a glider instead, as the distance to the beach was slightly too far to be reached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671122/DSC01075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671122/DSC01075.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contact number to check before going up, call this number if you are a first timer, do ask about how is the terrain condition, rain volume and number of people going up before you come to scale the peak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671122/DSC01076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671122/DSC01076.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A photo of Hang Tuah foot print, the one on the peak was slightly off scale as well due to erosion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-2526370493118348770?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/2526370493118348770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/2526370493118348770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2009/02/gunung-dato-hiking.html' title='Gunung Dato Hiking'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-1818485291422547505</id><published>2009-02-03T16:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T18:37:10.766+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scouting'/><title type='text'>Chilling Falls Tracking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671115/DSC01013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671115/DSC01013.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think my insurance agent will like this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like all tracking trip, depart at 3am, reach at 4am. Start tracking by 5am, well, Chilling falls seems to be the one that should be exclude from this. We reach the entrance by 5am, not exactly sure of the entrance as the web does not tell you so (as there is only one, which we thought of needing to hike some small trail before reaching the real entrance). So lets put it at we reach the entrance by 5am. There is no guard or any souls there to look at you, just the strong gush of water that you can hear. The night is pretty bright, but the water is no where to be seen. We follow a 4x4 trial from the entrance arch, walk for 3 minutes and we reach a gate with notice stating gate only open from 8am to 6pm (well,i think so else it would be 5pm). Fenced and gated. Going in does not seems right as it breach of property, so we went back and head for the town for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nearest town to Chilling falls seems to be KKB, kuala kubu bahru. KKB itself has a history, but our visit today was not to look at it. Headed back we saw some dudes fishing over the bridge, and no one else on the road. We stop at the nearest shop to the entrance, which with luck on our side, Chinese soup noodles! Set ourselves, we order each a bowl of hand pulled ban-mee, which taste really great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671115/DSC01002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671115/DSC01002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice food bring some visitor near us, which looks really big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671115/DSC01007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671115/DSC01007.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harmless little cat.  he he he he he &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited until near 8, we ride again, back to the entrance, the road back was superb; the sun is up, and the view of the dam on the left is great. We drove up to the dam entrance, apparently they have a visitor center that has materials for you to read about the dam. Beyond the visitor center is a guarded compound which leads to the wall of the dam (too bad i cant go there, else i would love the shots over there).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671115/DSC01008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671115/DSC01008.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fenced and guarded. Was thinking of ram through that guard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671115/DSC01010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 416px; height: 104px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671115/DSC01010.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking from left to right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671115/DSC01009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 416px; height: 104px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671115/DSC01009.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From right back to left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The breeze from the lake was cool, it makes us felt like buying the visitor center and build a lodge there for private functions. Skipping from there, we went straight to Chilling entrance. Reaching back to the parking site (uneven land, the only "proper" parking space), we saw 3 young Malay amateur photographers who is checking their bags, seems that they just arrive as well. We quickly load up ourselves and start hiking back to the entrance. Upon reaching the entrance, we went to the guard house as registration is required, have some chat and found out that sg. Chilling has took a few lives away before, so it is required that all visitors to register at the counter, and come out by latest 5 or 6 pm. The reason, flash flood during raining season. Although there was once a news of 2 campers were wash away with their campsites, yet the authorities there does provide a campsite near the office with a big NO NO to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671115/DSC01012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671115/DSC01012.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No to this, no to that; but they do really maintain the place clean and proper, and they feed the fishes too. Look around and you find a lot of interesting no's around the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671115/DSC01014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671115/DSC01014.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The map of Chilling falls, you will be doing six river crossing. Wet? yes, all the time. I am exclude from this as I manage to cross the last river crossing without wetting myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going in, you will first cross a bridge (first crossing) which is the only bridge that you cross. Once after the bridge, you will reach a split, take the left one as the right turning leads you up hill. Follow the trail, you will be lead in to a "Signs" (well, not corn and not sure about aliens). Hike all the way up, and you will reach to a river side trail (leech land?) Go all the way, and only cross the river when there is a sign of "river crossing" (If the river is too deep, you may swim across it or take a longer trail)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671115/DSC01035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671115/DSC01035.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a wide trail after rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671115/DSC01037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671115/DSC01037.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a narrow trail after rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671115/DSC01015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671115/DSC01015.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A river side trail, leech country?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671115/DSC01017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671115/DSC01017.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tarzan tree house entrance on your right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671115/DSC01018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671115/DSC01018.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second river crossing, easy pea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671115/DSC01019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671115/DSC01019.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third river crossing, slightly deep but still easy pea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671115/DSC01020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671115/DSC01020.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth river crossing, you will be seeing "river crossing signs" like this, after crossing it, follow the trail upwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671115/DSC01021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671115/DSC01021.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This should be the fifth crossing. Lev thinks he's pro. Go Lev Go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671115/DSC01022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671115/DSC01022.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opps.. over motivate him... Enjoy the wet underwear my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671115/DSC01023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671115/DSC01023.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sixth crossing, this is deep. Wet underwear 100%. But hahaha, Lev and me manage to cross it dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the river crossing, you will be seeing the fall, peek-a-boo. The fall looks small at far, but the sound was great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671115/DSC01024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671115/DSC01024.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peek-a-boo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671115/DSC01025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671115/DSC01025.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shot taken on top of some rocks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671115/DSC01026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671115/DSC01026.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A closer look. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671115/DSC01028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671115/DSC01028.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 dude swimming in the pool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place tells you how cold the water is. Chilling. Putting your feet in the water might not feel anything, yet once your body goes near to the fall, you remember the name so hard that the next cold drink you order will remind you of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pool undercurrent is strong and it is not advisable to leave any children to swim near the eye. The depths is over 2 meters at least (cover my whole body with arm stretch). The rocks near the eye can be climb up upon, but it is slippery, but you may actually jump in to the water.  There is a big piece of rock near the center, which jumping down the from the rock can only be done on the right side of the rock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The swim in Chilling was fulfillment of life. The chill bites in to every single bits in the body, that makes me want to go back to that place. We stay there till noon, cook some coffee, and eat some bread and bacon that we brought along. At noon, the sky turn gray and we started to head back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in time to reach back to the entrance, the downpour stated. We waited and dry ourselves. As we rest, we meet another bunch around our age were on the way out. We chat and talk about hiking, tracking and camping which seems that we have a same interest. Which later ended us together up at ulu yam for some loh-mee and an experience up at g. Dato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671115/DSC01044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/671115/DSC01044.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe, fist time in my life i start to count every single bits i bring along. &lt;br /&gt;From left, first row: 2 way torchlight, pouch that carry my wallet and phone, small parang, mess tin, spices and cooking knife, poncho.&lt;br /&gt;From left, second row: Add-on pouch, hiking torchlight, homemade fire starter/cooking cubes, lighter, fireworks film canister, batteries and panadol film canister, homemade fire starter/cooking cubes film canister, cloths line, mosquito coil and hexamine cube lunch box, washing soap, light bulbs and batteries box, cooking pot, sulfur, kerosene.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-1818485291422547505?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/1818485291422547505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/1818485291422547505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2009/02/chilling-falls-tracking.html' title='Chilling Falls Tracking'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-5604257077513457674</id><published>2009-01-17T13:43:00.030+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T16:13:37.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cameron, Dec2008</title><content type='html'>Cameron. 19-21 Dec2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00991.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00991.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice air, nice environment and nice people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was about the second last week of December which i does not want my holiday to get wasted, so follow a trip with my drama pals, to Cameron. Where in weather is cool and the people are good*1. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did some of our research, which found some pretty interesting things on the web, &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&amp;client=opera&amp;rls=en&amp;hs=ADP&amp;q=cameron+cut+throat+restaurant+site%3Ayoutube.com&amp;btnG=Search"&gt;which also one of the reason why i love/hate the internet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got ourselves a map which basically serves as a guide for the whole trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/cameron%20town.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 80px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/cameron%20town.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A map, sort of map which is not scaled and most*2 of the roads are interconnected. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gather at Solona house by 7am, which later depart by 8. We went up from the Tapah road, which is the nearest road up to Cameron. To enter to Tapah, you may take the Tapah exit in North-South Highway, turn left after the tol, and just follow the signboards, which they will lead you to Cameron. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going uphill estimated time is 1hour, with a good traffic condition and a good set of wheel. The whole journey up to Cameron takes about 2++ hour, with a stop in the highway. We skipped the breakfast in Tapah, since everyone took theirs' before we head off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00848.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00848.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shot before the journey starts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00849.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shot upon reaching Berinchang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00852.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some view that you may expect to see when you were on the way up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reach up there, we thought we are going to stay in the Strawberry park, which is at one of the few high points in Cameron, which has a nice environment that is far from the main road. The interior design that is available in Strawberry does make it looks wonderful when you compare it with other places that is at level with its price range. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00854.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00854.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.. Strawberry Park Resort..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00855.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo Hoo.. Fooddddd.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00856.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forget one thing as well, good looking things are also expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00859.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00859.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They even have a BBQ stove! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the truth is, NO. We ain't staying there, instead of staying in Strawberry, we stay in some apartment that is at the entrance of Strawberry Park, I mean, what!? We are being mislead*3 here.&lt;br /&gt;So off go we from Strawberry, we went down for a rest or some to relief their ache since the long winding road. We got down, took some noodles from a stall that has no name,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00863.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hainan Chicken Rice anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00866.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00866.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia Yi here giving some of her discharge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00869.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG .. We park right in front of the cut throat restaurant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feed ourselves with something that looks alike in KL we went to check in to the apartment. &lt;br /&gt;A 3 room apartment, with 3 bathroom, 1 living room, 1 dinning hall, 1 kitchen and 1 balcony. I do admit that it is wasted that only 5 of us were here for a place this big (which can actually holds about 16-18 person).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00876.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00876.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The living room, with 3 piece sofa set, shot taken from balcony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00877.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00877.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The living room, shot taken from the front door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00878.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00878.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The walkway to the smallest room which can fit 3 person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00879.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00879.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View of living room from the walkway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00880.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00880.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kitchen with one fridge, a steamboat pot and other utensils &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00881.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dinning hall, which later become the drying area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00882.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00882.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the two identical sleeping room that can fits up to 8 or 9 person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00883.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00883.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last smallest room, that has a queen size bed and a mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After trashing the place as we usually do, we sat down and started to plan a new heading, the best choice seems to be to be those holy place of temple or church. We decided to go to Sam Poh Temple, got a tip from the local that you can go there without a car, we follow the direction, and head towards a end of the shop lots and found the path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00889.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00889.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shorter route to Sam Poh Temple which is about 5 to 10 minutes away from the Berinchang pasar malam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00891.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00891.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will pass this river, which will give you a very good reason of why you prefer bottled water than natural ones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00892.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00892.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the bridge, you will see this curve road on your right, follow it and you reach up to the temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00896.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00896.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will be seeing flowers most of the time and by any luck bees as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00898.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00898.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back to where we start, which you will see other routes that can reach up to the temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00900.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sam Poh Temple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00901.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The outer temple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00902.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00903.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00903.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Statue of gods that tell reminds you of how small you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00906.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00906.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some fish that looks big, and there are bigger ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00909.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A size comparison of how big the flowers are up there. That is the average they have up there, wonder what are our local DB-KL is doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00913.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 103px; height: 416px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00913.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The inner temple, that has twice the hight of the outer temple, beside it has 4 more halls, that 3 sits different Buddha, and 1 as a living quarters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00914.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00914.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A foreign visitor praying for well being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00927.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00927.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming out from the temple, there will be a stairs that leads up to the hill that is beside the temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00929.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From here you can see there is more on going renovation to increase the quarters in the temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00933.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up the hill, there is also a library, which i did not see any books there. Could be possible that they are using e-books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00936.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00936.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small pagoda that is on the hill, with sign that reads "here lies the founder of Sam Poh Temple ..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00937.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00937.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behind the pagoda is the jungle trail, one of many that can be found in the map, so basically you wont get lost, although you would. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00938.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View top most level of the pagoda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00942.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00942.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going behind to the track you will see some other vegetables farm that are not on the main road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our visit to Sam Poh Temple was short as they is not much things to do there. We head off for our tea break at T-cafe. T-cafe is in Tanah Rata, which is at some distance from Berinchang, T-Cafe is above Mary Brown, and the entrance is left beside of Mary Brown which is direct opposite of the Tanah Rata bus station. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The design in T-cafe was old, which makes it looks downgrade, but non the less, it still lives up to its name as a cafe, cozy environment which you need not worry about bumping to others in Starbucks, a bookshelves which promote book exchange. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meals that serve in T-cafe is consider value for the price, except the drinks, which I felt that it should not be charge at that high price. We order quite a number of food, apple pie, scone, cheese cake, lasagna, tarts and a soup. The meal was supercilious and made us lazy to move around anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00970.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00970.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marybrown (I wonder why they would like to degrade themselves?), go to the left, there will be a stairs leading up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00969.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00969.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T-cafe's display board, wonder if they will ever held a eat-a-lot competition?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00967.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00967.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once in T-cafe, look at the right side and you find this. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00942.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00942.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tea, yea, if you don't drink tea, why on earth do you come up to Cameron for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00956.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00956.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two different milk that can goes along with the tea, a skim milk and a fresh milk. Mix both and prepare for a blast off in the washroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00950.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 416px; height: 104px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00950.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finish our meals, there seems to be some misunderstanding, which gives in to Solona vs JiaYi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00961.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00961.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiaYi find that she is wrong at the end and then bribe Solona with 10 packs of sugar for her to forget what actually happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once pack our tummy, we headed downhill to Beefarm, where the most of the honey that you will be buying came from here. The bee farm is near Ringlet, where you will see if on the way up to Cameron if you are using the Tapah exit. In the bee farm, there is a display panel on how the bee make their nest, and you will be able to see which part of it does the honey you buy coming from. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I does not know if there is any open visit to the farm is available, but once you step in to the bee farm, don't be surprise that the flowers there are dead when you reach the pool, flowers are not in their business, so there is nothing much flower for you to see. Once reach the shop, the shopkeeper will be very friendly to show you everything that the shop has and will give you every bits and pieces of information that you would ask for*4. We spend sometime shopping for the honey, bought about 10 bottles in total, and head up back to the town. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00974.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00974.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bee display panel, with additional files at no cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00977.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00977.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bee farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00978.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00978.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A view down to the garden from the shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00981.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00981.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scare? Or does it look familiar? Look again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The road up was pretty bad, given that most of the time it is a single lane and the amount of cars up that you will see in a day will not be less compare to sitting in front of a coffee shop. We decide to stop on the Cameron tea valley. Where I meet a bunch of high school backpackers from singapore, and indeed there is a lot of singaporeans and johoreans coming up to Cameron. The day came to an end, when we decided to went back to Berinchang for dinner, too my camera space came to and end. We went for a big fried dinner (Dai Chao), which the food seems to finish extremely fast, the pricing was about the same as in KL, expensive for Chinese food. Finish licking every drops of sauce on the plates, we move on wards to the Pasar Malam, which normally open during weekends, but open everyday if its a public holiday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choice in the night market was not much, it seems that people there lack of innovation, or they just like it simple. The food choice was less, and the drink choice was even worst. We went walk around, shop some and headed back to the apartment. looking at the second day event, which is hike G. Berinchang, We call an end and give ourselves some good rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rise and shine, it seems that the air is so cool, that we slept until 10 in the morning. As its too late to go for Berinchang, we skipped the mountain hiking part to brunch. Went to the shop with no name. We order HarMee and WonTonMee, which taste pretty good. We head north after meal for Kea farm and Rose Garden. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first stop was rose garden, if you are looking for roses to give to your love ones, this is not the place that you would look up to. Rose garden is one of the tourism spot that you might not want to miss. There is a long list of roses that you can find there, with great aroma that reminds you about sirap bandung that you drink in mamak. The flower there varies in size and some grow as large as an adult feet. If you don't like flower, you may go watch a dead fish floating around in the pond. Fishes in the pond are not really big, except for the bandaraya fish that reaches an arm length. Fish does not excite you? Maybe peacock, some turkey and cactus do? Still not happy? Move up to the ladder and you will see the exit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing seems worth buying around there, other than some baby tomatoes that is extremely sweet. We headed down to Kea farm, which is a farm open for visit all day long. The farm is just behind the market, so you will need to walk all the way in, if you are not in for vegetables and fertilizer smell do turn back of you will regret. Kea farm is the wet market of Cameron, you can park beside the road and walk in to do your shopping, fruits, vegetables, plants, food, clothings, toys and hats can be found here. They even sell drinks that is manufacture in johore (WOW!!!!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving along, we went to a hillside cafe  (which i forgot the name) for a ice cream that cost us RM6. Taste extremely sweet and there is nothing here for you too see other than some visitors who went to the nearby strawberry farm looking at empty strawberry plants. Going up to north was not hard as coming down as the traffic is superb, coming down was the hard part where every meter seems like ages to reach. Yet all because of the slow moving traffic, we manage to stop by at every shop that we can find to kill time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cactus farm, was the first one that we manage to reach to after stuck in the traffic for half an hour. You might see a cactus farm in Berinchang that cost RM5 for entry, but the farms around here is free. The variety of cactus here is not many, but they are all well maintained. 6 for RM10, which is a standard price in Cameron. The cactus farm has its own cafeteria which serves steamboat if you are in for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving along is a flower farm, The flower farm is about twenty minutes away from the cactus farm. The variety here is a lot, or more. And you are free to move around them, putting your nose in to everything that you see. The shop keeper here seems much more friendly than those in the rose farm or those in Kea farm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As daylight no longer permits we moved on to the next stop, plant farm, which they have most plant which Cameron does not have much market. Plant such as daun manis, rosemary, mint and a lot more can be get here at the price of RM10, the workers here are also friendly and they will bring you go around and answer all your doubts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We leave in late evening heading back to Berinchang for dinner, which does not seem good for us as the traffic is still stagnant. So after consult each individual in the car, we take the risk of overtaking all the cars, and reach the town in less then 15mins!*5. At the same time we find out the cause of the traffic problem, the pasar malam. Berinchang town has only a single main road that caters all the cars going across Cameron, where during the night market, everyone seems to turn here and there to look for a parking spot, which is not much available*6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the luck we have, we manage to park at a spot, which we have park in the afternoon. We The dinner was took the charcoal steamboat. Which the soup in the pot was serve hot, within 10 minutes, it starts to boil and putting everything in to the pot does not even slow it down. We finish our dinner and headed straight to the night market in hope to find objects for our in-door mini games. The dinner was filling and it was being taken at the best moment, raining. Cool air, warm food, hot soup and also friends!, Hoping that the rain stop sooner, but it ain't gonna be. We hurried to the half closing night market. Mixed food as punishment for mini game is out as we are already stuffed with the dinner. So we decided that drinks is used instead and each of us went to different direction to look for different drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00992.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charcoal steamboat.. hot hot hot.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back home, after a warm shower, we begin the game. Jia Yi, proposed a trick game, where each players hold a card on their forehead which they are forbidden to see. Once the game start, the first player pour a type of drink to the cup, this goes for a round or more, once complete. all the players take their card down, the player that holds the smallest number is required to finish the cup that has everything mixed inside. For this game, we brought 1 packet of soy milk, 1 packet of lychee's drink, 2 packet of tea and self prepared 1 cup of mocha, 1 cup of chocolate, 1 cup of teh-c together with a small can of beer that I brought along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game begins, Jia Yi with all her luck gets the first cup, which later follow by me drinking a cup of fruity mocha beer. Yuck!. The game is all about punishment, which ended all of us filled with water. Since we are full, some of us tend to make some sound to get the others to puke. Wen Wei who is there acting to puke suddenly made a fountain that stains the whole living room. We call off the game after that and crap up in a room and start some mid night chat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night was long, due to the mix crap that we took. Wake up late on the next morning, we soon wash ourselves and went for breakfast. We went to strawberry cafe, which is recommended by Solona, the design was indeed a cafe. Price was acceptable, so we order a variety of dishes to try if its worth it. The result, nice but its expected and nothing special. Its Cameron, and the flavor here is strawberry, chocolate and cream. We went back to the apartment, pack our bags and start heading off to Kea farm again to buy the local products before heading back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back up now is a pain with all the heavy traffic. Once reached Kea farm, we stopped and buy our goods and reorganized before heading back down to KL. Using the new road (Simpang Pulai exit), we took about an hour coming down, with noobs on the road as well as my hard time to get the timing of the car. The new road has no coverage for Malaysia widest coverage network, both yellow man and green man seems missing all the way until you reaches down to Simpang Pulai town. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming down from Simpang Pulai, we stopped by Bidor for the Duck-leg soup and some Gei-zai cookies. The soup was superb and cost me a bomb. Departing from Bidor was a slow due to bad weather, it took us about two and a half hours to reach back to Solona house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00994.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00994.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Readings when reach Solona house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00995.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/nematodsa/albums/670951/DSC00995.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shop-a-lot competition?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall:&lt;br /&gt;The trip was fun and open eye for all of us, well you don't go up to Cameron from KL just for going up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For T-cafe, vote 4/10, as we did not receive any warm welcome and menu was average.&lt;br /&gt;For Strawberry cafe, vote 3/10, how on earth can you serve me fish n' chips without its sauce!&lt;br /&gt;For smoked corn at Kea farm, vote 5/10, well, it just a bit oily and you served in a plastic bag.&lt;br /&gt;For charcoal steamboat, vote 5/10, i would actually prefer more vegetables and meat instead of noodles.&lt;br /&gt;For the accommodation, vote 1/10, over-charged!&lt;br /&gt;For Sg. Klah tea house, vote 2/10, over priced beverages, dangerous roads, and average food.&lt;br /&gt;For Cameron tea house, vote 1/10, over priced beverages, lack of parking space, dangerous parking space.&lt;br /&gt;For Beefarm, vote 5/10, lack of honey collecting experience, display panel has fly inside.&lt;br /&gt;For pasar malam, vote 5/10, lack of variety, expensive food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End note: &lt;br /&gt;Yes, the next time that I am going to Cameron (most likely alone) will be camping there due to the overcharged experience up there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note:&lt;br /&gt;*1 sort of if you compare them with the people in some major buzy cities. &lt;br /&gt;*2 as in most, but beware of bumps and extreamly narrow roads.&lt;br /&gt;*3 before confirm with the agent of where you are going to lodge, do get the address, phone number of your accomodation, call in and give a check before paying the agent.&lt;br /&gt;*4 only within the subject of honey, not bees.&lt;br /&gt;*5 if calculate from the time of overtaking to slotting the car back in to the traffic should be less than 10 mins.&lt;br /&gt;*6 try to find a parking space during weekend dinner time, which your dinning place is near the night market.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-5604257077513457674?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/5604257077513457674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/5604257077513457674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2009/01/cameron-dec08.html' title='Cameron, Dec2008'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-5683001673604592288</id><published>2009-01-08T19:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T20:06:13.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is Operraaaa.....</title><content type='html'>Opera 10.00 (Alpha), the version before beta. Don't understand? let just say, alpha is your secret lover and beta is your boyfriend and final is your dad. Your secret lover is like a magician but has flaws around him, you like him because he is just too fun for you but you want more. So you send him to a factory to reconfigure him on all his flaws that you find on him, the result is beta. Now you have him as your boyfriend, he is much more stable but still he sometimes play stupid tricks on you that you want him to be more mature. So you throw him to some clinic and a lot of seminars, and so here he come, very stable, knows what you want, and now you feel like he's your dad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.opera.com/bitmaps/products/browser/next/timeline.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 410px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.opera.com/bitmaps/products/browser/next/timeline.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, whats so special about Opera 10.00, it has better engine than the previous version, faster in terms of performance with 10 to 20 tabs at start on 512MB XP, it has in-line spell check which will automatically che ck your spelling when you are typing email or putting up a new blog, and a html-format enable email client that gives you an opportunity to play with colorful text unlike the previous 9.2 that i'm using. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The alpha is still under develop so there will  still be some flaws here and there, as i said its your secret lover. As normal users you find that Opera 10 has some changes here and there, Paths for your sessions, bookmarks, contacts, notes and alot more now changes in to Documents and Settings and Program files&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;br /&gt;[System Drive]:\Documents and Settings\[User]\Application Data\Opera\Opera 10 Preview\profile\&lt;br /&gt;[System Drive]:\Program Files\Opera\profile\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;instead of just staying at Program files. So do backup your files out before migrate to alpha, yet if you did not backup, you may try Opera Sync. Go to Files &gt; Synchronize Opera. You will need to input your MyOpera username and password to synchronize your files to opera link, which later can be retrieve on your operamini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting your hand itch on Opera?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://snapshot.opera.com/windows/w100a1.html"&gt;Read more&lt;/a&gt;(&gt;,&lt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-5683001673604592288?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/5683001673604592288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/5683001673604592288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-is-operraaaa.html' title='This is Operraaaa.....'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-7610653393593463282</id><published>2008-11-25T15:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T19:07:07.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>peon-ing</title><content type='html'>Was pretty busy with assignments 3 weeks ago, given that to rush off 3 assignments in 3 weeks time, while ensuring my "my ngam ngam pass" result, now still have 1 more assignment to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In between this i've been to 2 trips, first up north to cameron highlands, second less north to chilling falls, which later down south to gunung dato. Old people is always right with "suffer first and enjoy the fruits later". The suffer was really suffering, with inactive group member, my logistic problems, as well as the tidiness of my room become a problem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before all this fun trip, life is like a peon which does like warcraft 3, everyday i'm like saying :&lt;br /&gt; -"Whaaaat?"&lt;br /&gt; -"Me busy, leave me alone."&lt;br /&gt; -"No time for play!"&lt;br /&gt;except for the:&lt;br /&gt; -"Me not that kind of Orc!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now with 30% to completion of the assingment.. i can finally hehehehee... &lt;br /&gt;and by the way, for you dudes who is still messing with the SWRT (CT052-3-2-SWRT_Script Writing for Radio and Television) subject, the deadline is by tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So good luck and all the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-7610653393593463282?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/7610653393593463282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/7610653393593463282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2008/11/peon-ing.html' title='peon-ing'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-4246904763393662385</id><published>2008-11-19T19:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T00:11:05.154+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scouting'/><title type='text'>Jeram Perlus  Tracking</title><content type='html'>5 assignments at my neck, 4am finishes one, 3 is a bad number, 2 bottles of water and 1 pack of white rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the bulldog finishes his all his paper, the 3 is up again for the next spot. Jeram Perlus. As in our google docs, it is one of the 6 spot that we have for waterfall camps. Jeram Perlus, one among many falls in the Hulu Langat area, &lt;a href="http://www.waterfallsofmalaysia.com/120jeramperlus.php"&gt; bla bla bla &lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reach the entrance at 6am, put our gears on and greet the locals; testimonials from the locals are very helpful, there are splits around the trail so a guide is strongly suggested to get if you were to go there. Act in our age, adventure came first, we told the villagers that we will be alright on this trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since we are starting to get used to all these trip, we tends to bring less equipment as we go. A pouch for the important belongings and survival kit, a knife for cutting our way to the destination together with a bag for the shirt and other equipments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SSQ5Q8Ae4gI/AAAAAAAAATY/Gi1PfB0W_ZM/s1600-h/DSC00656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SSQ5Q8Ae4gI/AAAAAAAAATY/Gi1PfB0W_ZM/s400/DSC00656.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270400427079164418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rope, a knife and a pouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SSQ5Q7tKXAI/AAAAAAAAATQ/jnFnOEUWqyg/s1600-h/DSC00657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SSQ5Q7tKXAI/AAAAAAAAATQ/jnFnOEUWqyg/s400/DSC00657.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270400426998127618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mobile, a knife and a pouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trail to jeram perlus was as how it was describe, you follow the from bike trail, start from patches of greens, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SSQ5Qpw7ZrI/AAAAAAAAATI/vDRUzmh5oCU/s1600-h/DSC00646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SSQ5Qpw7ZrI/AAAAAAAAATI/vDRUzmh5oCU/s400/DSC00646.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270400422182086322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First half hour of tracking will be full of greens and clearing, just follow the bike trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SSQ4SYfjkbI/AAAAAAAAATA/XUzikykL-7I/s1600-h/DSC00654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 105px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SSQ4SYfjkbI/AAAAAAAAATA/XUzikykL-7I/s400/DSC00654.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270399352393929138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before going further up, you be seeing this pond on your left (est. of 20 mins reaching here from the thorny friend), if you dont, you better head back where you come from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SSQ4SC4xMRI/AAAAAAAAAS4/UPl1l11Zv24/s1600-h/DSC00653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SSQ4SC4xMRI/AAAAAAAAAS4/UPl1l11Zv24/s400/DSC00653.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270399346594099474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the ending of the first hour you be going up hill, tress and bushes beside you, chances of getting lost is still low, just follow the bike trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trail is mostly uphill, with few splits, but not really hard get lost as the bike trail easily to be seen. Start from the patches, you will go to places that has slightly taller grass, follow on with entrance of the woods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going deeper you will see the bamboo web made of fallen bamboo, before the second hour, you will be going deeper in to the forest, smell of wildboar leftover will be just around every 10-20 feet, around this time you be seeing another water catchment.  Going further you be seeing a small stream. Follow the bike tracks, you be going up stream for less than 5 minutes and you be going downhill again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SSQ4SLknDQI/AAAAAAAAASw/eTEFWpdm5uw/s1600-h/DSC00648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SSQ4SLknDQI/AAAAAAAAASw/eTEFWpdm5uw/s400/DSC00648.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270399348925467906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smell of the green is thick here, worth some class bio trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hike all the way up for 2 half hours, cross the stream and start going downhill. My timelimit for this trip is 6 hours to and fro trail, by this time, a roof of a small hut of distance can be easily seen. With the time constrain that I have, I suggest that we required to head back. The adventure is being call off, and we started to head back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back is another pain in the ass. Uphill hike with all the mosquito and leeches just so happy for the fest. We suffer heavy injuries and required to stop a couple of times for leech check and de-strain our muscle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SSQ4R3Fa7VI/AAAAAAAAASo/ensCbTL5KHg/s1600-h/DSC00650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SSQ4R3Fa7VI/AAAAAAAAASo/ensCbTL5KHg/s400/DSC00650.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270399343425940818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many leech do you think to make a stain so big that you can see at a far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SSQ4RxL1S1I/AAAAAAAAASg/misdFYmc7NU/s1600-h/DSC00649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SSQ4RxL1S1I/AAAAAAAAASg/misdFYmc7NU/s400/DSC00649.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270399341842221906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leech check and muscle cramp session. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having stops works to make us ease for a while before getting trashes badly by the leeches, but every stops we get ended up having more mosquito knocking at our doorstep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SSQ2rIuzZgI/AAAAAAAAASY/YzPY_NA325s/s1600-h/DSC00655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SSQ2rIuzZgI/AAAAAAAAASY/YzPY_NA325s/s400/DSC00655.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270397578636387842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smokes, one of men few friends that guard the mosquito by the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way back, we try to smoke them as much as we could, yet still lost the fight when it started to rain. Muddy trails, leech filled socks, mosquito in the poncho, empty stomach since 6am, we are totally owned by the environment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SSQ2q7C5lPI/AAAAAAAAASQ/QJp7kc6Zs6A/s1600-h/DSC00658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SSQ2q7C5lPI/AAAAAAAAASQ/QJp7kc6Zs6A/s400/DSC00658.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270397574962582770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is left after the muddy trails?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SSQ2q4JikbI/AAAAAAAAASI/rzv_O1ZSIIc/s1600-h/DSC00664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SSQ2q4JikbI/AAAAAAAAASI/rzv_O1ZSIIc/s400/DSC00664.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270397574185128370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got trashed badly... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SSQ2qq6O9BI/AAAAAAAAASA/Pk3S4RyoLUA/s1600-h/DSC00666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SSQ2qq6O9BI/AAAAAAAAASA/Pk3S4RyoLUA/s400/DSC00666.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270397570631267346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like Micosoft, I patch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this trip, I would say, we lost. Badly to the nature. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SSQ2qWdxwcI/AAAAAAAAAR4/nqDQOQCOjbs/s1600-h/DSC00662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SSQ2qWdxwcI/AAAAAAAAAR4/nqDQOQCOjbs/s400/DSC00662.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270397565143204290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget to introduce, our thorny friend. His just so chubby..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-4246904763393662385?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/4246904763393662385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/4246904763393662385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2008/11/jeram-perlus-tracking.html' title='Jeram Perlus  Tracking'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SSQ5Q8Ae4gI/AAAAAAAAATY/Gi1PfB0W_ZM/s72-c/DSC00656.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-3257560433778875048</id><published>2008-10-18T13:46:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T07:06:33.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lspj_gathering_dec2008</title><content type='html'>DATE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;     15 NOV 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIME:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;     6:30PM onwards &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VENUE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    &lt;s&gt;Restoran Yuen&lt;/s&gt;Restoran Summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Direct opposite of:&lt;br /&gt;   32A-1, Jalan PJS 8/6&lt;br /&gt;   Mentari Plaza (opposite to Sunway Pyramid),&lt;br /&gt;   Bandar Sunway&lt;br /&gt;   46150 Petaling Jaya, Selangor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GPS:&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;3.076211, 101.612098&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Map: (click to enlarge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SPzKm_rl1yI/AAAAAAAAAQg/CptX3H84e3w/s1600-h/petaling_jaya.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SPzKm_rl1yI/AAAAAAAAAQg/CptX3H84e3w/s400/petaling_jaya.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259301236140005154" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update:&lt;br /&gt;11 Nov 2008 -  It seems that the world financial crisis affect all of us, so you are worried that your cute little piggy bank may go starving? Dont worry, the basic that you are going to spend is &lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RM20.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, exclude of transportation and you will be drinking chinese tea the whole night with a freeflow of food and ice-cream choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 Nov 2008 - Its a buzy day for me, wake up at 7am, bath myself, prepare to go for the pre-MyLDS in HELP college, Damansara. The pre-MyLDS was an crash course of what AIESEC is about, what MyLDS is about and what are you going to expect in MyLDS. So what is MyLDS? Malaysia Leadership Development Seminar, MyLDS is one of AIESEC in Malaysia’s annual conferences. Its main objective is to create an intense learning experience that will serve to equip participants with the exposure, network and skills to help them discover their potential as leaders. And bla bla bla.. a lot more at &lt;a href="http://www.aiesec.org/malaysia/upm/mylds"&gt;AIESEC UPM WEBSITE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MyLDS seems abit fun to build up my network of yum cha kaki, but why go for pre-MyLDS. Well, in order to go to MyLDS, one is required to go for pre-MyLDS to understand AIESEC, why MyLDS, and what will be your expectation in MyLDS. Being an old man as I usually do (am suppose not to be active but always poke in to other people business) I went to pre-MyLDS to observe and to learn what are the quality of these campus leaders as so to speak of re-educate myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pre-MyLDS starts at 9AM, afraid of being late, due to the fact that my biological clockworks are under maintenance of too much of teh ice and nasi lemak, I started off earlier and reach there half an hour before the event start. Upon reaching I find myself lost in HELP. I ask the security personal for direction, and they told me; DSA? Ya, just follow the girls. So I walk behind the girls, follow them along the HELP walkway, try to see where does the wormhole leads to, and ended all 3 of us got lost in help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after 2 phone calls and going in to a wrong class, we ended at the DSA, some where above ground of Exit 12. The event started at near 10am with the election of the new LCP, local committee president; congrats to him, got 1 out or 9 votes of "not in favor". It quickly shoots of to the crash course of AIESEC and follow with a lunch  at KFC. After lunch, came the ice breaking session of one simple game and continue with the pre-MyLDS thingy where we are required to prepare a drama script of 20 minutes and a square dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The subject was Turkey (the country) and the drama script is to represent Turkey (not the food). Having background on script writing, stage play and radio play just make things to easy, as an old I am, i kept my mouth shut so that others can contribute, brother Fui takes on the role of our small group (oh forgot to mention, there is only 4 newbies, 3UMP fellas and me) and leads us to complete the storyline of the play. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the storyline is done, time seems moving fast and we are required to chore for the square dance and its freaking 6pm, having a never ending phone calls from this lasallian gathering organizers of bugging me to get a seat in Yuen, which I find out that not anyone can be me, we changes the last venue at the last minute, my bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 6.30pm, first day of pre-MyLDS is reaching its end, with the security guards looks restless wanting to lock the DSA, and me wanting to rush to Summer, we say farewell to other and headed our directions. It took me 20 minutes to reach Sunway and everyone seems buzy with their mouthful. Attendance seems average that 2 tables is just nice for the seatings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SSM5B0XPWmI/AAAAAAAAARI/lt9G967OyAI/s1600-h/DSC00692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SSM5B0XPWmI/AAAAAAAAARI/lt9G967OyAI/s400/DSC00692.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270118692352383586" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SSM5jq9wSVI/AAAAAAAAARQ/c1AWc9Qf-wg/s1600-h/DSC00691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SSM5jq9wSVI/AAAAAAAAARQ/c1AWc9Qf-wg/s400/DSC00691.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270119273945123154" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much again? Oh yea, the estimation was correct. Sorry Bro, no pork, i get some pork chop for you guys next time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SSM5kEAJ01I/AAAAAAAAARY/wtl2BxBOKbI/s1600-h/DSC00693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SSM5kEAJ01I/AAAAAAAAARY/wtl2BxBOKbI/s400/DSC00693.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270119280666071890" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost? Just follow the signs, 3rd floor and there will be people greeting by the door, just so much better then Yuen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SSM5kLY43hI/AAAAAAAAARg/gfCcgKsFi3I/s1600-h/DSC00695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SSM5kLY43hI/AAAAAAAAARg/gfCcgKsFi3I/s400/DSC00695.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270119282648866322" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stars.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SSM5kc7uivI/AAAAAAAAARo/MsXXOBO-QPA/s1600-h/DSC00696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SSM5kc7uivI/AAAAAAAAARo/MsXXOBO-QPA/s400/DSC00696.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270119287358393074" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leg massage after one whole day of makan? well I saw hot chicks working inside.. hmn.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the makan makan, we headed down to give some lasallian birthday celebration on our friends and head for the next session, putting one more month on our group piggy belly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to Happy cafe, ordered some drink and chill out while the piggy is trying to get more space on his belly. Well piggy, nice burping and i felt deeply sorry for the unexpected reaction of his. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SSM5ktttQXI/AAAAAAAAARw/oV0RqUgjCqY/s1600-h/DSC00703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SSM5ktttQXI/AAAAAAAAARw/oV0RqUgjCqY/s400/DSC00703.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270119291862991218" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy burp day piggy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d78a933039d3155f" 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://v22.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd78a933039d3155f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331494513%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D302F8F0CD674969C26A1331839099588E9AAC8AF.1423D67C9A7C746805D6952BA2538A07344E66BD%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd78a933039d3155f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1J_DzlJIXsmC9aQRTqgFaSucYNU&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://v22.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd78a933039d3155f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331494513%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D302F8F0CD674969C26A1331839099588E9AAC8AF.1423D67C9A7C746805D6952BA2538A07344E66BD%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd78a933039d3155f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1J_DzlJIXsmC9aQRTqgFaSucYNU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down a stout in 60 sec..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-3257560433778875048?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d78a933039d3155f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/3257560433778875048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/3257560433778875048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2008/10/lspjgatheringdec2008.html' title='lspj_gathering_dec2008'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SPzKm_rl1yI/AAAAAAAAAQg/CptX3H84e3w/s72-c/petaling_jaya.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-7520895857264749789</id><published>2008-10-06T03:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T03:25:55.072+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camping'/><title type='text'>Sg. Chongkak Newbie Camp, Oct2008</title><content type='html'>Note: Just upload the pictures before i forget to do them; text coming later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkUSvs3aSI/AAAAAAAAAPE/033FvoGvlcU/s1600-h/DSC00385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkUSvs3aSI/AAAAAAAAAPE/033FvoGvlcU/s320/DSC00385.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253752752579242274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkUTF6O4oI/AAAAAAAAAPM/jvt_F3wo410/s1600-h/DSC00388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkUTF6O4oI/AAAAAAAAAPM/jvt_F3wo410/s320/DSC00388.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253752758540886658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkUTLffG6I/AAAAAAAAAPU/iNUN0_wOrHs/s1600-h/DSC00393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkUTLffG6I/AAAAAAAAAPU/iNUN0_wOrHs/s320/DSC00393.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253752760039316386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkUTL7w5BI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Fdf2IDBNODM/s1600-h/DSC00407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkUTL7w5BI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Fdf2IDBNODM/s320/DSC00407.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253752760157922322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkUTTuk-jI/AAAAAAAAAPk/gmO1xaavj0c/s1600-h/DSC00416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkUTTuk-jI/AAAAAAAAAPk/gmO1xaavj0c/s320/DSC00416.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253752762250099250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Just upload the pictures before i forget to do them; text coming later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-7520895857264749789?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/7520895857264749789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/7520895857264749789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2008/10/sg-chongkak-newbie-camp-oct2008.html' title='Sg. Chongkak Newbie Camp, Oct2008'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkUSvs3aSI/AAAAAAAAAPE/033FvoGvlcU/s72-c/DSC00385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-8100148440663132940</id><published>2008-10-06T03:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T03:14:47.885+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scouting'/><title type='text'>Sg. Pisang Tracking</title><content type='html'>Note: Just upload the pictures before i forget to do them; text coming later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkRXEOH1fI/AAAAAAAAAOs/FjAf-tTE7wE/s1600-h/DSC00373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkRXEOH1fI/AAAAAAAAAOs/FjAf-tTE7wE/s320/DSC00373.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253749528272033266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkRXZXtmcI/AAAAAAAAAO0/JJ7NbbJGzi4/s1600-h/DSC00374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkRXZXtmcI/AAAAAAAAAO0/JJ7NbbJGzi4/s320/DSC00374.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253749533949401538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkRXtweyCI/AAAAAAAAAO8/BCXwTYQv66g/s1600-h/DSC00631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkRXtweyCI/AAAAAAAAAO8/BCXwTYQv66g/s320/DSC00631.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253749539421997090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Just upload the pictures before i forget to do them; text coming later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10Hrs in the forest; 6Hrs Tracking, scouting signs, clearing vegetation; 4Hrs Enjoying a cold shower, having a nice chocolate drink.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-8100148440663132940?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/8100148440663132940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/8100148440663132940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2008/10/sg-pisang-tracking.html' title='Sg. Pisang Tracking'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkRXEOH1fI/AAAAAAAAAOs/FjAf-tTE7wE/s72-c/DSC00373.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-8442033959871790246</id><published>2008-10-06T02:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T03:08:03.278+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scouting'/><title type='text'>Sg. Lepok Tracking</title><content type='html'>Note: Just upload the pictures before i forget to do them; text coming later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkNgGuIh5I/AAAAAAAAALU/Kda2TBBwJW4/s1600-h/DSC00276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkNgGuIh5I/AAAAAAAAALU/Kda2TBBwJW4/s320/DSC00276.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253745285515478930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkNgq4wmdI/AAAAAAAAALc/RI7LXGvimbk/s1600-h/DSC00277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkNgq4wmdI/AAAAAAAAALc/RI7LXGvimbk/s320/DSC00277.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253745295223724498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkNg-3T3HI/AAAAAAAAALk/4CR2v68orm4/s1600-h/DSC00278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkNg-3T3HI/AAAAAAAAALk/4CR2v68orm4/s320/DSC00278.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253745300586355826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkNhS3PprI/AAAAAAAAALs/nX8JryevFd0/s1600-h/DSC00279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkNhS3PprI/AAAAAAAAALs/nX8JryevFd0/s320/DSC00279.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253745305954789042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkNhitQISI/AAAAAAAAAL0/hW5K9Isml3g/s1600-h/DSC00280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkNhitQISI/AAAAAAAAAL0/hW5K9Isml3g/s320/DSC00280.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253745310207844642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Just upload the pictures before i forget to do them; text coming later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkN-WFkqAI/AAAAAAAAAL8/zKXKJI8Pm88/s1600-h/DSC00281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkN-WFkqAI/AAAAAAAAAL8/zKXKJI8Pm88/s320/DSC00281.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253745805036398594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkN_eQTUKI/AAAAAAAAAME/wJ4RiEQ139k/s1600-h/DSC00282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkN_eQTUKI/AAAAAAAAAME/wJ4RiEQ139k/s320/DSC00282.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253745824408752290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkN_0qWD2I/AAAAAAAAAMM/UKzRcr7C23M/s1600-h/DSC00284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkN_0qWD2I/AAAAAAAAAMM/UKzRcr7C23M/s320/DSC00284.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253745830423564130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkOANdD_XI/AAAAAAAAAMU/g5z-r9kbf2g/s1600-h/DSC00285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkOANdD_XI/AAAAAAAAAMU/g5z-r9kbf2g/s320/DSC00285.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253745837078740338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkOA_TrY6I/AAAAAAAAAMc/C6rutX7d-EQ/s1600-h/DSC00286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkOA_TrY6I/AAAAAAAAAMc/C6rutX7d-EQ/s320/DSC00286.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253745850461152162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Just upload the pictures before i forget to do them; text coming later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkOimDcewI/AAAAAAAAAMk/7s8YwyVw3YU/s1600-h/DSC00287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkOimDcewI/AAAAAAAAAMk/7s8YwyVw3YU/s320/DSC00287.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253746427797732098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkOjRSUCKI/AAAAAAAAAMs/_xWItpRgkJU/s1600-h/DSC00288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkOjRSUCKI/AAAAAAAAAMs/_xWItpRgkJU/s320/DSC00288.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253746439402817698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkOjzntAFI/AAAAAAAAAM0/6DYo5Ri6qHY/s1600-h/DSC00289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkOjzntAFI/AAAAAAAAAM0/6DYo5Ri6qHY/s320/DSC00289.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253746448619339858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkOkRXbUMI/AAAAAAAAAM8/ARNZxWT6RAw/s1600-h/DSC00290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkOkRXbUMI/AAAAAAAAAM8/ARNZxWT6RAw/s320/DSC00290.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253746456604135618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkOkzIbkyI/AAAAAAAAANE/EH9CnWcUFbw/s1600-h/DSC00291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkOkzIbkyI/AAAAAAAAANE/EH9CnWcUFbw/s320/DSC00291.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253746465668043554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Just upload the pictures before i forget to do them; text coming later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkPNo0rwPI/AAAAAAAAANM/rWV-pFy7zLE/s1600-h/DSC00292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkPNo0rwPI/AAAAAAAAANM/rWV-pFy7zLE/s320/DSC00292.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253747167275499762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkPN5imyNI/AAAAAAAAANU/gLwmtCHSNNY/s1600-h/DSC00293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkPN5imyNI/AAAAAAAAANU/gLwmtCHSNNY/s320/DSC00293.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253747171763079378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkPOtbSe5I/AAAAAAAAANc/jUMxOLpdloE/s1600-h/DSC00294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkPOtbSe5I/AAAAAAAAANc/jUMxOLpdloE/s320/DSC00294.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253747185691032466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkPO5e3rxI/AAAAAAAAANk/boJRynUOrE0/s1600-h/DSC00295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkPO5e3rxI/AAAAAAAAANk/boJRynUOrE0/s320/DSC00295.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253747188927278866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkPPTb6T-I/AAAAAAAAANs/LJnA1ePr6XI/s1600-h/DSC00298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkPPTb6T-I/AAAAAAAAANs/LJnA1ePr6XI/s320/DSC00298.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253747195894190050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Just upload the pictures before i forget to do them; text coming later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkP5bS2ewI/AAAAAAAAAN0/M-WfOW3YNdU/s1600-h/DSC00301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkP5bS2ewI/AAAAAAAAAN0/M-WfOW3YNdU/s320/DSC00301.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253747919558179586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkP5rt_jeI/AAAAAAAAAN8/YkvByqpkETA/s1600-h/DSC00302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkP5rt_jeI/AAAAAAAAAN8/YkvByqpkETA/s320/DSC00302.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253747923966987746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkP6eR6ioI/AAAAAAAAAOE/TNN1rHWDJvI/s1600-h/DSC00303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkP6eR6ioI/AAAAAAAAAOE/TNN1rHWDJvI/s320/DSC00303.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253747937539426946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkP6n7ZBhI/AAAAAAAAAOM/-o2wPpxZXx4/s1600-h/DSC00304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkP6n7ZBhI/AAAAAAAAAOM/-o2wPpxZXx4/s320/DSC00304.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253747940129310226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkP6wQ-UnI/AAAAAAAAAOU/yJuP8eBnAEE/s1600-h/DSC00308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkP6wQ-UnI/AAAAAAAAAOU/yJuP8eBnAEE/s320/DSC00308.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253747942367318642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Just upload the pictures before i forget to do them; text coming later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkQWMhhWVI/AAAAAAAAAOc/6ZO_-o56eUs/s1600-h/DSC00319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkQWMhhWVI/AAAAAAAAAOc/6ZO_-o56eUs/s320/DSC00319.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253748413809383762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkQWPZZ4dI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Xe_SwzeHyTo/s1600-h/DSC00334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkQWPZZ4dI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Xe_SwzeHyTo/s320/DSC00334.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253748414580646354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Just upload the pictures before i forget to do them; text coming later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-8442033959871790246?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/8442033959871790246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/8442033959871790246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2008/10/sg-lepok-tracking.html' title='Sg. Lepok Tracking'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkNgGuIh5I/AAAAAAAAALU/Kda2TBBwJW4/s72-c/DSC00276.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-2532299988823576193</id><published>2008-10-06T02:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T02:51:34.540+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scouting'/><title type='text'>Templers Park Re-visit</title><content type='html'>Note: Just upload the pictures before i forget to do them; text coming later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkMmL0QAII/AAAAAAAAAKs/EfbkWXYPYJk/s1600-h/DSC00269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkMmL0QAII/AAAAAAAAAKs/EfbkWXYPYJk/s320/DSC00269.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253744290450899074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkMmemAOyI/AAAAAAAAAK0/LMQjesi2Lkg/s1600-h/DSC00270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkMmemAOyI/AAAAAAAAAK0/LMQjesi2Lkg/s320/DSC00270.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253744295491418914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkMm8uN9aI/AAAAAAAAAK8/kfvHH2PjfxY/s1600-h/DSC00271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkMm8uN9aI/AAAAAAAAAK8/kfvHH2PjfxY/s320/DSC00271.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253744303578936738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkMnG9pAaI/AAAAAAAAALE/FS5LUgBcgtI/s1600-h/DSC00272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkMnG9pAaI/AAAAAAAAALE/FS5LUgBcgtI/s320/DSC00272.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253744306327978402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkMnqSuWDI/AAAAAAAAALM/vee3sK6mDYk/s1600-h/DSC00273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkMnqSuWDI/AAAAAAAAALM/vee3sK6mDYk/s320/DSC00273.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253744315811649586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Just upload the pictures before i forget to do them; text coming later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-2532299988823576193?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/2532299988823576193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/2532299988823576193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2008/10/templers-park-re-visit.html' title='Templers Park Re-visit'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkMmL0QAII/AAAAAAAAAKs/EfbkWXYPYJk/s72-c/DSC00269.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-1190005642802807224</id><published>2008-10-06T02:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T01:45:35.014+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scouting'/><title type='text'>Sg. Gabai Tracking</title><content type='html'>Friday class was the usual ones, we all went  home with our mind exposed that media is so much harder then i think it is. Just like the last Saturday, we enjoy our supper with friends, chill out at the mamak, condemn how bad our lives were, envy those other people who live their lives better then we were and claiming how little we can do to save the others that however does not live a good live like us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 2 in the morning, we have our last sipped on the drinks we ordered, and we talk about how should we improved our camping trip after the one at the sg. tua. I had to admit that the sg. tua camp was a disaster, although we do really not prepare for the fact that there is no ideal campsite available and I am basically lazy to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like the previous week, we went home and start messaging on where to go, and it ended up with: lets try out another one, whats on the web?&lt;a href="http://www.waterfallsofmalaysia.com/06gabai.php"&gt; gabai falls&lt;/a&gt; "To visit the Gabai Falls, first you have to go to Ulu Langat, a small village which can be reached from Cheras or Ampang. ... " and again we are on our trip at  3+ in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With half sleeping thoughts we have and we are on our way to gabai falls. Stop at the same mamak at batu 9, kill of some time while we pack for our breakfast, have a cup of teh tarik, waiting the factory to ring its bell, and off we were on our track to gabai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After an hour of driving, it seems we have lost our way, reaches the entrance of G. Nuang, we are partially lost, not totally as its just a single road back to town. Just at the time we noobing around, some locals came out and give us the guidance to sg. gabai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, its not that hard. All you need to do is just go all the way back from bt. 24 to bt. 18, cross the stone and metal bridge and you will see sign board to gabai. Again we on our track, wondering where is bt. 18 is? Now here is a big problem, how on earth are you going to see road signs when there is none. We drove and drove, up till a point, when I request to stop for a quick release. Going down to the sign, I release all the teh tarik, teh o ice limau that i have in me, look up and there it was, Sg. Gabai Flooding and Weather Alarm System.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pee safe the day, and yes we are at the entrance of Sg. Gabai which also the entrance of Sg. Lui, the stone and metal bridge which on the way to chongkak you will see a school on the left and alot of shops with cars park just beside the road, the bridge is just at the end of the shops on your right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We continue our way, pass sg. lui where all the locals leng lui was manufacture after they were dipped in the river.  Getting ourselves lost until we see the familiar sign of Sg. Gabai Recreational Park. The sign is not really big, so you need to focus after you pass about 3 sg. lui and 1 sg. gabai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entrance of Gabai falls is just a small trial up hill, with a goat/mutton/milk/ducks/eggs distributor/farm pointing upwards the road, the road is relatively small, keep to the right lane every time you see a junction and eventually you will reach the gabai falls entrance. You will know the entrance when you sees it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reach the entrance its at 6 plus, the stairs up the falls is just right at the parking area, RM 1 to park there for them who clean the place up, much much worth the value than to chongkak, although we only pay the guy when we came down from gabai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stairs up the top of the falls, is marvelous. We stop at several platforms to catch our breaths, views of the falls will not be available before 7am. We take our sweet time climb up the stairs, about thousand stairs and we reaches the top of the falls. There will be a washroom, a hall like building, a fire gathering column and a bridge when you reach the top. View not good as on the platform, but worth going up just to bath on the big pool of water on top. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gather some wood to smoke the bugs out and lay down till the sun is up. Time flies while we have our breakfast, mine for nasi lemak, good source of taste to remind you how helpful sambal is in cold places. By 8am, we start our journey to track up stream to look for campsites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first spot during the tracking was a slighter deeper pool with better current than the one just on top of the falls, there is even a big spot for jacuzzi and nothing much further unless you going to camp at some spot in the forest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tracking lasted 2 hours in, with 2 camping spots, each may holds up to 12-14 person, a clearing is done for both side, the previous campers did a good job without much litter around there. Wild boar diggings is seens   along the track, we cant cover much area as we just wear slippers and muddy place is somewhere i hate getting into with a pair of slippers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkI5H2YrXI/AAAAAAAAAI0/VtJ9PRQHUUk/s1600-h/DSC00234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkI5H2YrXI/AAAAAAAAAI0/VtJ9PRQHUUk/s320/DSC00234.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253740217757117810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Making of a small fire, with some tinder inside which takes a long time to process all those bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkI5QYQx6I/AAAAAAAAAI8/fRaR1pff6eQ/s1600-h/DSC00235.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkI5QYQx6I/AAAAAAAAAI8/fRaR1pff6eQ/s320/DSC00235.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253740220046690210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burn baby burn, small fire catching up on the sligtly medium ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkI5fH9KII/AAAAAAAAAJE/GhvSvHJnz50/s1600-h/DSC00236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkI5fH9KII/AAAAAAAAAJE/GhvSvHJnz50/s320/DSC00236.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253740224004827266" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To supply some invisible bull of o2 to make sure the slightly medium catches the fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkI5427A3I/AAAAAAAAAJM/CQQj8GClBB0/s1600-h/DSC00237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkI5427A3I/AAAAAAAAAJM/CQQj8GClBB0/s320/DSC00237.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253740230912705394" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ta-Da!. the sticks catches fire, and now to cook some water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkI5zdDjCI/AAAAAAAAAJU/gA4APN7Jn_c/s1600-h/DSC00239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkI5zdDjCI/AAAAAAAAAJU/gA4APN7Jn_c/s320/DSC00239.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253740229462035490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small flow of the river at the top of the falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkKImJDr-I/AAAAAAAAAJc/e15YY7yzKKE/s1600-h/DSC00241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkKImJDr-I/AAAAAAAAAJc/e15YY7yzKKE/s320/DSC00241.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253741583098163170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clear blue sky of gabai. It does look like something watching my ass everytime I am out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkKJAypoVI/AAAAAAAAAJk/aunW8zFhFgk/s1600-h/DSC00242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkKJAypoVI/AAAAAAAAAJk/aunW8zFhFgk/s320/DSC00242.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253741590251938130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh look! This should be sufficient, slippers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkKJDQXRxI/AAAAAAAAAJs/A_jYDxNRKms/s1600-h/DSC00243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkKJDQXRxI/AAAAAAAAAJs/A_jYDxNRKms/s320/DSC00243.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253741590913435410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The top of the falls, where the current is not really strong, but real chilling water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkKJMPek0I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Al_J_o_gS0k/s1600-h/DSC00244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkKJMPek0I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Al_J_o_gS0k/s320/DSC00244.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253741593325638466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small falls on the top of the falls, a view which you can spot from the bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkKJkipv0I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/e9BqCDfr1T0/s1600-h/DSC00246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkKJkipv0I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/e9BqCDfr1T0/s320/DSC00246.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253741599848513346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The falls from the bottom, looks bigger when you were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkLO2Ccj9I/AAAAAAAAAKE/3QEUeO4iIYs/s1600-h/DSC00247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkLO2Ccj9I/AAAAAAAAAKE/3QEUeO4iIYs/s320/DSC00247.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253742789956243410" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2nd shot, after the first one I almost slipped with my slippers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkLPJYyZ7I/AAAAAAAAAKM/oHkx5BCUHOs/s1600-h/DSC00248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkLPJYyZ7I/AAAAAAAAAKM/oHkx5BCUHOs/s320/DSC00248.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253742795150223282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random shot, just before i head home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkLPHuM8wI/AAAAAAAAAKU/39xsPFPgals/s1600-h/DSC00249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkLPHuM8wI/AAAAAAAAAKU/39xsPFPgals/s320/DSC00249.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253742794703172354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 4 hours of tracking we started heading back, since gabai is close to chongkak we started to head to chongkak after the visit to gabai. The journey seems long, and I am in need a teh o ice limau to keep myself awake. The walk in chongkak is tired, just wish there is a cab to flag just to reach the end of the trail where I camped last time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 2pm we started to head back, what  I have in mind was teh o ice limau with a warm nasi lemak with someone there to rub my back and of course with my dearest lecturer who bang me kau kau everytime I was in his class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkLPf_J0RI/AAAAAAAAAKc/yWQNy6gVE3U/s1600-h/DSC00251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkLPf_J0RI/AAAAAAAAAKc/yWQNy6gVE3U/s320/DSC00251.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253742801216721170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo doc!. Guess wats on google docs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkLPfkpDdI/AAAAAAAAAKk/o2gK-WPQqyw/s1600-h/DSC00252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkLPfkpDdI/AAAAAAAAAKk/o2gK-WPQqyw/s320/DSC00252.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253742801105522130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.! not to forget finding a topic for ibdaa...generating ideas seems hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-1190005642802807224?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/1190005642802807224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/1190005642802807224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2008/10/sg-gabai-tracking.html' title='Sg. Gabai Tracking'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SOkI5H2YrXI/AAAAAAAAAI0/VtJ9PRQHUUk/s72-c/DSC00234.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-6496995930651530384</id><published>2008-09-19T17:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T18:25:51.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>纸飞机</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SNN7YElhC1I/AAAAAAAAAIU/fd2z35aEOEo/s1600-h/DSC00258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand; float:left;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SNN7YElhC1I/AAAAAAAAAIU/fd2z35aEOEo/s320/DSC00258.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247673644294933330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;台头望，纸飞机，少年无穷的乐趣.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;干燥的天气带着热热的风，望上天空不见朵云彩。该是老天在昨晚用完了乌云吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;午饭时刻，与同学和她干爹到外吃；世界可真小，原来她干爹可是家荣老师的师兄。突然有股好想回到当年学舞台剧的时刻，那双小小的眼睛看着所有的人为戏剧而奋斗；正棒！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天上的是剧稿；基本上是什么都教些，没有了那半小时的热身运动，少了那半小时的随歌而跳的舞曲，真的让我好想逃回到剧场里。放学了，今天又是以往的一天，一个人步行去那车；炎热的太阳下走着带着那如舞台上灯光的照射，一举一动的都显现在观众的面前。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;车上放着一张传单。看着传单就让我手痒起来，向着要摺舍好的；望着蓝天，脑里浮着三个字：纸飞机。小时后最喜欢玩的游戏，常常摺了很多的就在学校的四楼阳台往楼下放，看谁丢的最远。纸飞机乃是就无穷的乐趣。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SNN7YfnspFI/AAAAAAAAAIs/vPJDWm_Kosc/s1600-h/DSC00254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SNN7YfnspFI/AAAAAAAAAIs/vPJDWm_Kosc/s320/DSC00254.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247673651551839314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;从上面看下来的，短短的身子，扩大的趐旁&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SNN7YDCAjPI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Hdgv-qWWZ40/s1600-h/DSC00255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SNN7YDCAjPI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Hdgv-qWWZ40/s320/DSC00255.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247673643877567730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;旁边看来有的大大的头，大大的尾巴&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SNN7YDa9yaI/AAAAAAAAAIk/1M-nih5ZNZw/s1600-h/DSC00256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SNN7YDa9yaI/AAAAAAAAAIk/1M-nih5ZNZw/s320/DSC00256.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247673643982244258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;正面看起来不会大，但可飞的远&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-6496995930651530384?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/6496995930651530384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/6496995930651530384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='纸飞机'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SNN7YElhC1I/AAAAAAAAAIU/fd2z35aEOEo/s72-c/DSC00258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-8143371309649606371</id><published>2008-09-17T00:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T01:04:28.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dispute in class</title><content type='html'>Its been few days that i have try to become a student, changing roles frequently is not easy but ill manage that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the 2nd week of the class, all seems well; &lt;br /&gt;1 idiot is trying to nail me&lt;br /&gt;2 camping trip is good to go, well thought its still planning&lt;br /&gt;3 subject in this semester is boring &lt;br /&gt;4 weeks aday i need to wakeup early in the morning&lt;br /&gt;5 days a week i have class&lt;br /&gt;6 hours later i need to wake up to bath again, kena complain liao*&lt;br /&gt;7 days a week i am worry about the leaking&lt;br /&gt;8 coursemate is the least number i get, although you may divide 2 for the attendance&lt;br /&gt;9 things that i repeat everyday in apiit, sleep in class, untuck my shirt, goes in from the back, be sacastic to my coursemate, act stupid, eating apiit food, always complain about the attire, never iron my shirt and always late in class.&lt;br /&gt;10 minutes doing this in the morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a new coursemate this semester, she came from in-house multimedia. Coming apiit for her degree and going for masters when she grad. As usual i welcome newcomers with "welcome to hell", you come to apiit, you go down to hell.  hey hell is not a bad thing you know, the cafeteria is there, the admin is there, even mr ragu is there, opps, please do fail me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell is better than going up to 14th floor, when people have their eyes on you make sure you work, even you have nothing to do. you need to act like as if you are working, pretend you like the customers, love your company and your fellow collegues even in your heart that one day they may step on you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working life is goodbye to me, i learn a good lesson this time and find a good namef for my pet dog next time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lesson: &lt;br /&gt;When is the time to help, god will tell you to do so, When is not, DONT FUCKING BE A HERO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name of my pet dog. &lt;br /&gt;theressa, sounds lovely, yes shes a bitch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-8143371309649606371?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/8143371309649606371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/8143371309649606371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2008/09/dispute-in-class.html' title='Dispute in class'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-5638892935168019488</id><published>2008-09-09T20:05:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T03:19:18.737+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camping'/><title type='text'>The Batu Dam night fishing, Aug2008</title><content type='html'>The Batu Dam night fishing, Aug2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZnkfwGA0I/AAAAAAAAAD0/7J8N_3SwVzs/s1600-h/IMG_3447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZnkfwGA0I/AAAAAAAAAD0/7J8N_3SwVzs/s320/IMG_3447.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243992692815692610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Date: 23-24 AUG 2008&lt;br /&gt;Time: 8AM - 6PM&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Ulu Yam &lt;br /&gt;Cost: RM20/pax&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Attendance:&lt;br /&gt;1. Tua (Driver)&lt;br /&gt;2. Chee Seng&lt;br /&gt;3. Levin&lt;br /&gt;4. Chew&lt;br /&gt;5. Desmond&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Schedule:&lt;br /&gt;07:00 Breakfast: Eat at home&lt;br /&gt;08:00 Depart, Brief&lt;br /&gt;09:00 Arrive, Scout Campsite&lt;br /&gt;11:00 Setup&lt;br /&gt;14:00 Personal Activities&lt;br /&gt;19:00 Dinner&lt;br /&gt;20:00 Clean up&lt;br /&gt;21:00 Personal Activities&lt;br /&gt;02:00 Supper, Night Watch&lt;br /&gt;09:00 Breakfast&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The propose trip was on a budget yet well-fed* (If by any chances that we catch a fish) trip to find a camping ground near the river or the lake and fish there. It was a raining season and water level rise rapidly, the original campsite that I spot was flooded, by the looks, up my ankle; and eventually the river level was up my chest. &lt;br /&gt;As proposed, the only thing that was following the plan was reaching home at 6PM. A good question, what happen in between? We are on time as follow the Malaysian-way-timing; 8:00AM have our breakfast, a nasi lemak to get our engine started, and follow by departing at 9:30AM after all the member at the pickup point. We take the MRR route that would be the shortest way, detour to Gombak to pick up a few sheets of banner, check the tire pressure and off we are back on track: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZoA2tTIFI/AAAAAAAAAD8/akX89WdRIs8/s1600-h/IMG_3427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZoA2tTIFI/AAAAAAAAAD8/akX89WdRIs8/s320/IMG_3427.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243993180014321746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The giant ad that says puspel water comes from nowhere and you are charge for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to go: &lt;br /&gt;Head towards Selayang, take the route towards the direction of Selayang Primary 1&amp;amp;2, Bandar Baru Selayang or Kampung Panglima. It will be a single way, drive all the way straight. Along the route, you will by pass the below buildings;&lt;br /&gt;A swimming stadium (on your left),&lt;br /&gt;A entrance back to Bandar Baru Selayang (on your left),&lt;br /&gt;A few entrance to different kampong (on your right),&lt;br /&gt;A Petronas petrol station (on your left),&lt;br /&gt;A RapidKL bus giant workshop (on your right),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less than 1km from the Petronas petrol station you will saw the RapidKL giant workshop, you may see the signboard pointing towards right with Balakong or Ulu Yam. Turn right and you will be an light industry area like place with a steep climb uphill, yes. Steep, if you are like me, having the weight of 6 fellers in the car, you can have a bet on how fast the temperature meter can runs up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 12:00PM we arrive at the camp site which I spot (a years ago), an entrance from RiverStone EcoResort, go further inwards along the lake. Hike in to the area and found that it was flooded and we came upon a conclusion where me and desmond to scout further up the ulu yam road. With time pushes upon us, we will have 2hours to scout and get every settle down before 3pm while we still have 2 more hours to gather firewood.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going uphill towards ulu yam from RiverStone, will by pass the 1st picnic zone in about few hundred meters, the 2nd picnic zone will be slightly bigger about less than 1KM from the 1st zone, 1more KM later will be the 3rd picnic zone, with a big gate of welcome and incase you lost your way. After 3 picnic zones, will be reaching a Sg. Tua campsite entrance that is few hundred meters away. About a KM apart will be a second campsite, much privatize for functions if you need a pool and afraid if people drown. A hundred meters away, will be a steep entrance to another camping zone, much bigger space and provided off road track. If you have missed all these, you will be heading towards ulu yam, while you can see people taking the mountain water beside the road, factory and a school or sort. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sg. Tua campsite, much commercialize with all the cemented campsite, small pondok, cement seats, BBQ stove and dustbin placed all around the track, going upstream will be on par with the track and you soon will reach an end and to continue which is not advisable, you will reach a small clearance of campsite beside the river, further deep, with are muddy and with thick groves around leads to the camping zone that has the 4x4 trail. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At near 2:00PM I reach back to RiverStone, show the pig some of my slippers skills after he tell me that he suggest to camp at RiverStone. RiverStone has chalets of various size, a dining hall and a camping zone, which is well terrain. To rent a tent or chalets there cost about 60 to 100plus, which is worth the price. The electricity cuts off at 12:00AM so do bring some lights if you do not plan to sleep early. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZr5KiinBI/AAAAAAAAAEE/fZxrP7UOIyg/s1600-h/IMG_3438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="align:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZr5KiinBI/AAAAAAAAAEE/fZxrP7UOIyg/s320/IMG_3438.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243997445945465874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RiverStone EcoResort for those that want to get some fresh air for a day or two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZspJ_lSYI/AAAAAAAAAEc/w6F92AG3x84/s1600-h/IMG_3445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="align:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZspJ_lSYI/AAAAAAAAAEc/w6F92AG3x84/s320/IMG_3445.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243998270432561538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZseSka-TI/AAAAAAAAAEU/LMThyzohdZ4/s1600-h/IMG_3444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="align:left; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZseSka-TI/AAAAAAAAAEU/LMThyzohdZ4/s320/IMG_3444.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243998083755997490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well prepared tents and terrain that give you more time to have an afternoon nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 3:00PM we have our late-lunch, some bread with Levin made sardine sandwich and we started working on logging while some of us prepare stuffs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZu8CNq37I/AAAAAAAAAEk/-9CkmiCkRHo/s1600-h/IMG_3453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="align:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZu8CNq37I/AAAAAAAAAEk/-9CkmiCkRHo/s320/IMG_3453.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244000793784934322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lev with his signature sardine sandwich that tastes better if we have other bread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZv3fijPSI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zayk_yIvLGo/s1600-h/IMG_3451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZv3fijPSI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zayk_yIvLGo/s320/IMG_3451.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244001815269424418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coils baby, they burn good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZwIlFjlHI/AAAAAAAAAE0/KYKfTAr9WdE/s1600-h/IMG_3458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZwIlFjlHI/AAAAAAAAAE0/KYKfTAr9WdE/s320/IMG_3458.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244002108816200818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decks of cards and a music player, kills the time in the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain soon stop around 4:00PM, all of us are out looking for firewood, all 5 of us are working like a lumber mill, chopping wood and breaking them into pieces. Well before 5:00PM comes another down pour. Hiding in the tent, which its suppose to be safe, suddenly the pig says:”Hey, its damp here la.” I swiftly reply:”yup, that’s a ground sheet. Come think about it, did any of us do the longkang?” A silence came, and all 3 of us put up our rain cloth and went out to channel the water away. Once everything is complete, we ask chee seng and desmond who is in the tent to check the bags.  Chee Seng suddenly says: “Hey its dripping in the tent”. Out of the blue, our faces go pale, and for once in our lifetime we know that a flysheet is important. Building a tripod in the rain and putting the sheet up was a disaster, The banner that I brought to sit and lie is long, yet not broad and the ground sheet that Levin brought was wide, yet not waterproof, with no choice we pitch everything up, and soon settle the dripping problem by sacrificing all our rain cloths. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night came soon, by 6:00PM; it is still drizzling while we prepare the dinner, 5+ cups of rice with baked beans with eggs, sardine and an A-B-C soup, that we can’t finish until the next morning. Finally by 8:00PM the sky is clear and we are able to move around. A chance to dry ourselves and smoked our cloths by the fire. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZxOrY8NcI/AAAAAAAAAE8/0ZfuVq7HSrc/s1600-h/IMG_3464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZxOrY8NcI/AAAAAAAAAE8/0ZfuVq7HSrc/s320/IMG_3464.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244003313098962370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner in making&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZxO5_1X5I/AAAAAAAAAFE/L3C31BYG6fo/s1600-h/IMG_3466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZxO5_1X5I/AAAAAAAAAFE/L3C31BYG6fo/s320/IMG_3466.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244003317020188562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how you look when dinner is not served on time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZ82Xx9YoI/AAAAAAAAAIM/u8TIHEkaam0/s1600-h/IMG_3479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZ82Xx9YoI/AAAAAAAAAIM/u8TIHEkaam0/s320/IMG_3479.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244016089657860738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chef coming back with a big smile say: Rice is ready and its finger licking good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZxPB4ys2I/AAAAAAAAAFM/BKsopqYsHy8/s1600-h/IMG_3467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZxPB4ys2I/AAAAAAAAAFM/BKsopqYsHy8/s320/IMG_3467.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244003319138136930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how you look if dinner will be served in the next minute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZxPbOuH4I/AAAAAAAAAFU/FMP85l5N8dE/s1600-h/IMG_3474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZxPbOuH4I/AAAAAAAAAFU/FMP85l5N8dE/s320/IMG_3474.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244003325940998018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chef; an essential in a camping trip&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZxPsbH18I/AAAAAAAAAFc/VT2br66iMYg/s1600-h/IMG_3478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZxPsbH18I/AAAAAAAAAFc/VT2br66iMYg/s320/IMG_3478.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244003330556417986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice warm A-B-C soup, keeps you warm while you enjoy the great meal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZzKYgcBQI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Ak5C9SmDjXI/s1600-h/IMG_3493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZzKYgcBQI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Ak5C9SmDjXI/s320/IMG_3493.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244005438333912322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how your food will be like if you just want everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZzKlFpR4I/AAAAAAAAAFs/Hy-QJeTGwxA/s1600-h/IMG_3471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZzKlFpR4I/AAAAAAAAAFs/Hy-QJeTGwxA/s320/IMG_3471.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244005441711196034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drying the shirt by the fire, flames not really big, but they can really smoke your cloths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZzLGR-RJI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wjG3qKsVmpQ/s1600-h/IMG_3477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZzLGR-RJI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wjG3qKsVmpQ/s320/IMG_3477.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244005450621273234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drying the pants by the fire, this is not how you should do it, well.. not for beginners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZzLd3ovrI/AAAAAAAAAF8/YLfFGUGtcBc/s1600-h/IMG_3476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZzLd3ovrI/AAAAAAAAAF8/YLfFGUGtcBc/s320/IMG_3476.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244005456953261746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group shot! Levin, Chew and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZzLrzcg3I/AAAAAAAAAGE/O0gKQX0FBsg/s1600-h/IMG_3482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZzLrzcg3I/AAAAAAAAAGE/O0gKQX0FBsg/s320/IMG_3482.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244005460693779314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group shot! Cheeseng, Chew, Desmond and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZ2puveNCI/AAAAAAAAAGM/sYQujmx93zY/s1600-h/IMG_3484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZ2puveNCI/AAAAAAAAAGM/sYQujmx93zY/s320/IMG_3484.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244009275413378082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Air pacat; something not for beginners as well, yes the bamboo is floating on air! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night in ulu yam is not really dark due to the light pollution from the klang valley. Walking to the fishing spot by night is adventures when the water level reaches your knees after the down pour and there will be small snakes or lizards nearby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first fishing spot have a good view towards the Batu Dam. The night sky after the rain is colored with a dark blue sky looming the top, while red cloud on the lower skirt lighted by the lights from the city. The fishing spot has only 3 places to stand and can allow about 6 rods to be placed at various points. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZ2piHwq6I/AAAAAAAAAGU/b3oA6yy_eug/s1600-h/IMG_3494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZ2piHwq6I/AAAAAAAAAGU/b3oA6yy_eug/s320/IMG_3494.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244009272025590690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Levin putting up bait for chee seng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZ2qFO9uCI/AAAAAAAAAGc/rlI89DQVRAU/s1600-h/IMG_3495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZ2qFO9uCI/AAAAAAAAAGc/rlI89DQVRAU/s320/IMG_3495.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244009281451046946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fishing by another spot, yes parang is an essential if you are going to set foot at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our luck seems no good for this trip, rain before we set up the tent, rain after we prepare the firewood and NO fish for the day (Lucky I never promise fishes will be served for dinner). We moved to another fishing spot, slightly bigger than the prior one and it is located on the opening of the river to the dam. Our luck continues go sour, waste a couple of baits and got some of the hook tangle around the river. We went back to the camp, light the fire from its amber to keep ourselves warm and prepare some light supper before we went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZ2qXp1NmI/AAAAAAAAAGk/HUxQZYbpG-g/s1600-h/IMG_3497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZ2qXp1NmI/AAAAAAAAAGk/HUxQZYbpG-g/s320/IMG_3497.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244009286395573858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how the tent looks at night, not really cool, but do indeed cover from the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZ4IHGOA8I/AAAAAAAAAGs/aZDStqXM3Ws/s1600-h/IMG_3500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZ4IHGOA8I/AAAAAAAAAGs/aZDStqXM3Ws/s320/IMG_3500.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244010896858940354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teaching cheeseng to light the fire from its amber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, with all of them awake, we had pancakes, eggs and coffee for breakfast before we again try our sour luck at the river. Time passes, and there is not ever a slight bite on the river and we soon spot some white markers, thanks to some villagers that net all the fish to his advantage and we pledge never going back there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZ4Ipz56AI/AAAAAAAAAG0/VBRm1sNvkWQ/s1600-h/IMG_3509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZ4Ipz56AI/AAAAAAAAAG0/VBRm1sNvkWQ/s320/IMG_3509.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244010906177366018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view of the fishing spot by the bank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZ4IszSc6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/QNkmwzNvMnA/s1600-h/IMG_3513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZ4IszSc6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/QNkmwzNvMnA/s320/IMG_3513.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244010906980086690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Chew got one! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZ4JMtv6dI/AAAAAAAAAHE/X0lcepJikDE/s1600-h/IMG_3517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZ4JMtv6dI/AAAAAAAAAHE/X0lcepJikDE/s320/IMG_3517.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244010915546786258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, Levin got one as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZ4JuyXMtI/AAAAAAAAAHM/pQ_GJHHzpGs/s1600-h/IMG_3506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZ4JuyXMtI/AAAAAAAAAHM/pQ_GJHHzpGs/s320/IMG_3506.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244010924692943570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slumber guy who say, you all fish la, I want relax only..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before noon, another down pour came, we hid ourselves back in the tent while we start packing our belongings, with some leftover food that we brought, we cook everything in one shot, apparently there is only few eggs and a pack of sausage left. Once the rain stop, we start to move by keeping the flysheet, tent and every other thing that lie around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZ5UZ_vtqI/AAAAAAAAAHU/-IiHrsTI3fQ/s1600-h/IMG_3528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZ5UZ_vtqI/AAAAAAAAAHU/-IiHrsTI3fQ/s320/IMG_3528.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244012207602120354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rack to place the rods and the lamps, pretty useful indeed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZ5UoubRII/AAAAAAAAAHc/B5knPrtwRjM/s1600-h/IMG_3530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZ5UoubRII/AAAAAAAAAHc/B5knPrtwRjM/s320/IMG_3530.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244012211556009090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mist in the mountain right after rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZ5Um_LyuI/AAAAAAAAAHk/6owf7twslzc/s1600-h/IMG_3532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZ5Um_LyuI/AAAAAAAAAHk/6owf7twslzc/s320/IMG_3532.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244012211089427170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Useful things in a camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZ5U2gLdgI/AAAAAAAAAHs/lIigMEmuiB8/s1600-h/IMG_3531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZ5U2gLdgI/AAAAAAAAAHs/lIigMEmuiB8/s320/IMG_3531.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244012215254349314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how you should leave the campsite after you pack everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 3:00PM we are prepared to go on our way back home. The way back seems smooth at first, with some evaporation of the kerosene from the kerosene lamp, some of us soon was dizzy and dose off, meet up with the never ending traffic at MRR2, and took us about 2+ hour to reach desmond place, dropping him off seems a great help to my poor little car, that already sent sparks flying all the way on the way uphill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop at cheeseng place, we have our so-call dinner after all the exhaustion and the great load of kerosene. Slight discussion after that and soon we are on our way back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZ6FuxmwmI/AAAAAAAAAH8/qJLX2icn0cs/s400/IMG_3515.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244013054993547874" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiz: Find where are the white markers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Score for the RiverStone EcoResort camping site:&lt;br /&gt;-Ease of access: 7&lt;br /&gt;-Hygiene: 9, the admin guys at there do really keep a clean site, Bravo to them&lt;br /&gt;-Security: 4, no thieves, and there will be people around the hall until 12:00midnight&lt;br /&gt;-Resources: -5, No much firewood around, No river to bath or fill water, NO FISH!, thanks to you bastard villager that live on the other bank! No thick bamboo grove, although there is pre-chopped ones around&lt;br /&gt;-Adventure level: -6, very-the-safe place, only found a centipede during the longkang digging, and some house hold cats rooming around&lt;br /&gt;-Miscellaneous: 1, Nothing much fun to do if you are on a camping trip, though they are going to upgrade some facilities, such as kayaking, archery and flying fox, yet it’s a great place to be there with the whole family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-5638892935168019488?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/5638892935168019488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/5638892935168019488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2008/09/batu-dam-night-fishing-aug2008.html' title='The Batu Dam night fishing, Aug2008'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SMZnkfwGA0I/AAAAAAAAAD0/7J8N_3SwVzs/s72-c/IMG_3447.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-5651509298324513883</id><published>2008-06-28T15:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:36:01.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>desktop rennovation</title><content type='html'>Just did some rennovation on my desktop with Rainmeter, a preview below;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SGXmG1GrKAI/AAAAAAAAADs/RvlO1g8JK-A/s1600-h/Desktop.png" align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216828748387264514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SGXmG1GrKAI/AAAAAAAAADs/RvlO1g8JK-A/s400/Desktop.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The original picture of the desktop can be get at &lt;a href="http://nematodsa.googlepages.com/Desktop.jpg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. The rainmeter, can be downloaded at &lt;a href="http://www.ipi.fi/~rainy/legacy.html"&gt;rainy's &lt;/a&gt;(customize skin is available at &lt;a href="http://customize.org/rainmeter"&gt;customize.org&lt;/a&gt;), give users a customizable performance meter, time and weather as well as a RSS reader for the users. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have disable the vista aero, the dude that support those cool vista gadgets and a real sucker that eats of bits of your precious resource. A note about the vista gadgets, they are cool, only if you have two 26-inch wide screen monitor and a hell load of time watching the gadgets. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As you may see, I has move most stuff from the desktop left only a 50% yet to complete "The Bank Job" torrent that is being download with Opera. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Opera, a swift knife browser that has a lot of stuff pack in it. The current version im using is 9.50, which is much more stable that the perior ones. Although i still prefer the 9.20 version that give make your mouse look stupid as you are able to manage all the navigation and clicks with the keyboard itself. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Under the 9.50 preferences, you may choose to use the shortcut key of 9.20, num pad 1,2 to shift through tabs. Although i do felt that the opera skin is ugly (i still like 9.20 crimsom), yet thanks to the developers out there, you may download some already prepared skin or use your own css file to fulfill your wants. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The current opera im using is as my torrent manager, chinese character reader for notepad, mail client, feed reader and the defult brower. The downside of opera was that it is not compatible with alot of sites: M2U, google docs, google pages, tripod and ... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Overall to sum up, opera is for those who want to infest their virtual self on the internet community. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cleaning up the desktop does means improve my workflow, with no word processing programs install on my rig,&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/help/hc/images/docs_92249a_en.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 368px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 329px" height="403" alt="" src="http://www.google.com/help/hc/images/docs_92249a_en.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i am use google docs to fill the gap, google docs is a online word processing platform which enables you to do most of your doc, ppt, xls and pdf's job when you does not have any microsoft office packs install in your computer, the later google docs upgrades with the google gears, which enables you to process your files offline, and sync it when you goes online.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;google docs lets you view your slides, but you will need to upload the slides everytime. To view slides offline, you may think of getting the powerpoint viewer, a quick installation that let you view the slides only. Another file that come close to it is the visio viewer that only let you view the microsoft SPDesign Visio files. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;By doing such, i have reduce alot of installation on my pc, which increase the performance. Yes, running Vista Business on 1G DDR1 at a 1.8Mhz AMD 3000+ core is slow (Half way listening to song you may get a sudden lag). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For those out there who think of switching from XP to Vista while you have a Mid-end PC for XP, well you can stop thinking of that if you are going to get a Mid-end experience from Vista. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-5651509298324513883?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/5651509298324513883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/5651509298324513883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2008/06/hudvision-rainmeter-desktop.html' title='desktop rennovation'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SGXmG1GrKAI/AAAAAAAAADs/RvlO1g8JK-A/s72-c/Desktop.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-6443455136932847931</id><published>2008-06-14T14:53:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T03:21:16.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What i have done for the past 5 months, or at least 4 month</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Time flies, 1 more months and somebody is coming back. &lt;br /&gt;To sum up, here is what i have done for the past 3 months, &lt;br /&gt;1. Mix On Campus &lt;br /&gt;2. GOMC, The Google Online Marketing Challenge &lt;br /&gt;3. Getting a job &lt;br /&gt;4. Working and getting my arse kicked &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix On Campus&lt;br /&gt;The Mix08 Mix on Campus is mix the mix on campus 08 is an event to let the students to know about cutting-edge technologies that Microsoft has in the creative and business industries. More info please visit MIX Being in the organizing team in Apiit was a challenge to work with people with different background, we have 5 Computer Science people, 2 Marketing people and 1 Web development dude in the team and we have no knowledge on what is Mix in the 1st day of the meeting. Planning seems smooth where we know what we wants, yet wave and wave of problems pop up, materials for the whole event is not provided, one of us does not know how to communicate with some print industries to get a poster out, one of the MSP having a hack of his time getting a transfer to other college. Which result the delay of the whole event, yet still we manage to get it rolling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushing things before the due date is common in apiit, unless you are john. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOMC, The Google online marketing challenge&lt;br /&gt;A online marketing campaign where student will required to use Google Adwords to promote an organization that has not hear of Adwords. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how it works (From: http://www.google.com/onlinechallenge/) &lt;br /&gt;Student teams will receive US$200 of free online advertising with Google AdWords and then work with local businesses to devise effective online marketing campaigns. Teams outline a strategy, run a campaign, assess their results and provide the business with recommendations to further develop their online marketing. Teams submit their reports and are judged by a panel of independent academics from all over the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in an IT college, I always thought that we are in trend, yet it was seriously turned down by my marketing lecturer when he said that "Google what online marketing challenge, never heard of it." Yet thanks to some other dudes out there who are looking for team members in the GOMC came along and pick me up! Thank God for that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our team consists of 6 members; 1 from games development, 2 from marketing, 3 from IT, the challenge in the GOMC is wholesome. Starting with going through the barriers of communication within members; figuring how to work the google "combo pack" and ending with the client corporate communication. &lt;br /&gt;Things seems easy in the 1st week, and got reallly ugly starting the 2nd week when we found out that we ourselves lack of IT background as well as market background on the client target market. The learning process is fast pace, from knowing Adwords to using Adwords. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike most of the team in our college, we are got an extra USD50.00 worth of Adwords funds to begin our testing. After spending one week to test, it seems that Adwords is easy to use. Not till our group leader start to bombard us with tweaks and tips of using Adwords which result us to read through every bits and pieces starting from "dominating adwords" to "going natural". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Adwords what we found out is how to get the correct sweet spot of keywords to fits the eye of the web surfers, which will be the keywords, the landing page and the offers. With the GOMC result coming out real soon, I do hope we can get the free all paid trip to the G-spot of google.. hmn. Maybe just a dream-on.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting a job &lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I was shock that my account balance was below the 1K limit, and hell I do really need to get a job to pay off my expenses, and here I go back to the ez.bets backend database support company. Jim, thanks, but I really need to go, the culture is killing my creativity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working and getting my arse kicked &lt;br /&gt;G-$m@r+! FUCK YOU, you sucking bastard that runs Y$b88.c0M, You company may survive but not for long, your internal complication of management ways shall turn all you have done in to bits and pieces, not to say that a hell of people complains about the inefficiency of how you deal with the client. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/9753926-6443455136932847931?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/6443455136932847931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/6443455136932847931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-i-have-done-for-past-5-months-or.html' title='What i have done for the past 5 months, or at least 4 month'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-3723839719122933314</id><published>2008-04-27T01:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T01:35:18.782+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acronym'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abbreviations'/><title type='text'>my abbreviations and acronym</title><content type='html'>stfuagthl - shut the fuck up and get the hell lost&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-3723839719122933314?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/3723839719122933314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/3723839719122933314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-abbreviations-and-acronym.html' title='my abbreviations and acronym'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-2431824196838981910</id><published>2008-02-27T01:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T02:17:12.414+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='canteen food sux'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apiit life'/><title type='text'>there goes 1 year..</title><content type='html'>finally.. its a long long long time that i have touched blogger..its 1:36 now, having a class tomorrow at 10:00, time does fly, and i have succefully complete 2 semester and now waiting for the exam for my final semester in year 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check today with the student admin lady, and found that my overall attendence in class was at average, that means im qualify for exam while having at just above the getting bar level, phew.. my calculation was correct, students is able to apply for personal holidays for 6 days with no reasoning while held up to 80% attendence in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about one year in apiit, here is some conclusion;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. the canteen food sux!, SUX! THE CANTEEN FOOD SUX!!!&lt;br /&gt;in apiit, we serve mix dishes of mix dishes; oh you havent heard of them, its easy, get two dishes that have about the same texture, mix them and you have a mix dishes (A1+B1=AB1), now mix the already mix dish  in with another mixed dish and you have the mix dishes of mix dishes (AB1+ CD1=AD2).&lt;br /&gt;Cant understand that huh,&lt;br /&gt;A1 = Fried Japanese Egg Toufu&lt;br /&gt;B1 = Fried Young Tou Fu in Sweet and sour sauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By mixing both A1 and B1, you will get AB1, Fried Japanese Egg Toufu and Fried Young Tou Fu in Sweet and sour sauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C1 = Braise Long Beans&lt;br /&gt;D1 = Left over salad, cucumbers, tomatoes and onions with little bits of cabbage that has mix with some mayonnaise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By mixing both C1 and D1, you will get CD1, Left over salad, cucumbers, tomatoes with braise long beans and onions with little bits of cabbage that has mix with some mayonnaise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now having both AB1 and CD1, you will be getting, ABCD2, Fried Japanese Egg Toufu and Fried Young Tou Fu in Sweet and sour sauce with Left over salad, cucumbers, tomatoes with braise long beans and onions with little bits of cabbage that has mix with some mayonnaise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. Don’t worry about nobody eating it, Its in apiit, we have no choice but..urgh.. ok I rather starve myself that day…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. There is no empty labs in apiit when you need it.&lt;br /&gt;If there is any case that you need to use a lab and there is non available as the lecturer has book it, well boy, be a good chap, go in and ask for permission, most lecturer prefer that you just turn away as you will be most likely disturb their class. Computer labs in apiit are mostly packed from 9AM till 2PM, but there is actually some improvement, there is more available labs now if its to compare to my 2nd semester. Take about a lecturer may just move in and say, Attention please, I’m having a lecture in this lab, and all those that does not belongs to this class please move to the other labs. So, here is a suggestion to fix that, I was told by Ms. Suan; book that computer that you are using and when the bitch came in, told her that you have book it, and the file that you are doing has a big file size (more than 50MB) and you cannot save it in Z drive, and you does not have a pendrive. Most likely she will just leave you there, else she ask you to get a pendrive to save ur data and leave, borrow the lecturer pendrive, take it home. And here you got a new pendrive&lt;br /&gt;3. Pendrive easily get lost in apiit.&lt;br /&gt;This is my 2nd time that I lost my pendrive, heck, I lost two 2GB pendrive, one in 2nd sem, one in the 3rd. Wait, im not the unlucky one here, in apiit, anything that has connection with IT are easily lost if you are not careful, hey, have you hear the news that monitor was stolen after they were hook up to the new pc in the lab. Well, in apiit most of the student are poor, (see the accommodation in nearby apiit is RM 240-350 for a single room and HECK! A plate of salad cost RM7.00!!!) so in order to survive, there is some thieving occur, so don’t feel sad when you get your stuffs lost, cheer up, and get a new one. The sad part of getting your devices lost is the data, if you are so unlucky that you have not backup copy of assignment and you lost your pendrive, well, good luck in finishing the assignment before 7 (hey, there is printing and binding delay as well)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Not so happening in apiit&lt;br /&gt;Life in apiit, is unlike other universities, students in apiit are not tied to any recreational activities which therefore leads to not so active, but very productive students (we started of assignment late, but we still hand it on time). In apiit, there is a lot of SIG (special interest group) around, but 50% are asleep ( one or few events in school) and 30% unnamed (they sprung out suddenly and dies of quickly) lastly with 20% dead (dead as in unactive but still have a say).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The major activities in apiit is organized by the SARC, which I have participate and not involved in any activities yet due to my attached in other activities (GOMC, MiX08). But soon, I will have more freedom and hahahaha.. see how well does the SARC works, more to come on this…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, although that it seems that apiit have not so much activities, yet there are still students that have interest in making events to change the culture, so I see hope in there for a change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-2431824196838981910?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/2431824196838981910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/2431824196838981910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2008/02/there-goes-1-year.html' title='there goes 1 year..'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-6248952221702293037</id><published>2007-11-02T07:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:36:01.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ass-i-gn-ment</title><content type='html'>freak! freak! freak! freak! freak!&lt;br /&gt;wide awake since 1am and can get any result for my assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but gotta cool my mind, hand-in date is just 2 days ahead. i can finish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say anyone have any idea of improving my internet connection speed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/RypiCPBXZzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/vcXKK-nuf70/s1600-h/ns.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/RypiCPBXZzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/vcXKK-nuf70/s320/ns.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128018916246251314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/RypiCfBXZ0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/N6cXVOLJ-hE/s1600-h/ns-high.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/RypiCfBXZ0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/N6cXVOLJ-hE/s320/ns-high.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128018920541218626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/RypiCfBXZ1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/zTdcvMM0ZHY/s1600-h/ns-higher1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/RypiCfBXZ1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/zTdcvMM0ZHY/s320/ns-higher1.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128018920541218642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-6248952221702293037?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/6248952221702293037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/6248952221702293037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2007/11/ass-i-gn-ment.html' title='ass-i-gn-ment'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/RypiCPBXZzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/vcXKK-nuf70/s72-c/ns.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-1234546355009135839</id><published>2007-10-31T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T07:36:02.575+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apiit life'/><title type='text'>izzi promotion at apiit</title><content type='html'>Izzi promotion at apiit recently, but i have not much intention of digging in it, one of the promoter apparently told me that he is not a IT person which therefore did not comment much about it. Yet still he did follow the rules and say what he is paid for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We are different from maxis3G, we are using 4G, unlike 3G which use the gsm line to transfer data, izzi is a pure data line. Able to reach more than 5th floor which maxis3G cant. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well said, but i forgot to tell him that i went to the ss14 digital mall promotion before. me bad. any how as much concern, users like me who love to have a walk around the piratebay will always prefer having a smooth broadband connection without the throttle part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being lazy as usual, i just did try to check the connection using at speedtest.net, give the result download of 200++kbps and upload of 50++kps (nope..just too shy to get 1..), taking in consideration that its a centrino 1.7Ghz, integrate VGA and having speedtest.net is a flashbase site, i just cant understand how it get way low from the stated 1Mbps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmn... maybe not everything in this world is perfect huh.&lt;br /&gt;(http://forum.lowyat.net/topic/485919/+60)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-1234546355009135839?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/1234546355009135839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/1234546355009135839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2007/10/izzi-promotion-at-apiit.html' title='izzi promotion at apiit'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-4855513762664467857</id><published>2007-04-26T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T15:22:39.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to school</title><content type='html'>been a real long time since i left and now back to the same old enviroment. &lt;br /&gt;have my secondary in all boy school was not something really to be fun, guess what, all of them has the same parts as you do. Yet i still enjoy it well, having fishing trips to ketam, bbq at yentai house and got in to trouble was well to be remembered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.apiit.edu.my/images/main/im-apiitadvantage.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.apiit.edu.my/images/main/im-apiitadvantage.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now ended in apiit administration UCTI, Asia Pacific University College of Technology and Innovation a 2 school under 1 roof institute that gives you everything for a price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having work for 1 year definatly changes ones prespective on everything, on the first week when i reach this place, does really freak me out my bones as most of the student that i saw were teens, the more well known "rejected". having not well exposed teenages do really means business when you were to expect to lead and at least gave them some guidelines as a senior. still lucky for me all my coursemate were well exposed to so much so that you can just sit there and wait everything to be done (jk jk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having only 4 in one course was not the smallest class in the whole campus, there are too some that has only 2 per class.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow.. apiit..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-4855513762664467857?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/4855513762664467857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/4855513762664467857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nematodsa.blogspot.com/2007/04/back-to-school.html' title='back to school'/><author><name>nematodsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11845833862623881480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-116459859784495778</id><published>2006-11-27T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T11:50:11.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the M country with its M gouverment</title><content type='html'>the M country with its M gouverment&lt;br /&gt;since i was a kid i never really care what so big about politics, for such a long time that i had see Taiwan's politicians shout at each other, gathering one whole group and called themselves peoples voice and of course not least the famous  Taiwan president chen shui bian who generate news about his gun wound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet today i finally understand what politics are, the not only make you wealthy and powerful, they too can make you change others mindset, i do really believe that it is more powerful than moab. In my beloved M country where i grown up, M peps are really teaching us, not by books but by the way the do their job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welcome to Malaysia, a multi culture country where you will wont be seeing else where. there are 3 main race that currently uphold everything in this country and one race is going to rule them all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all start when little tar is young, faced by many unfair punishment and unspeakable rights, his fear had made him grown wise, sending some hectic letter together with a bunch of wise guy to the queen so that he could reset this ubi kayu back to position. what he did was correct but yet he left something blank, something that had made all race get greed about. the 30% rule. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30% of the listed company revenue should be allocated for the aborigines, it was not really wrong in the first place that the gouverment had it implemented in DEB (dasar ekonomi baru) in the first place as the malays did really not own anything and their business value per race per population is way low, yet it should only be an 20 years plan so it will balance the scale. but who was the aborigine in the first place? are they the para dude that sail from Indonesia or those short poky fellows that wears leaves as undies? i wonder, but no tell me why this para dude sail to temasik, assassinate the poor king, and ran to the kancil land and claims its belong to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first all things goes well, yet the Chinese rebels, bald head Chinese guy teachings reach this ubi kayu land again provoke that everyone should have an equal share of the piece of cakes, everything turn sour and the bells rang, armed groups was forced out to the city and peace restore, to prevent further outburst the isa was called, internal security act, to uphold the safety of the nation by condemn one's freedom with force, no trial to go to and no reason to tell you when you are capture. isa no doubt is a very powerful political weapon yet in itself it is so deadly as it will rot someone will with greed that out of imagination. tar boy was so scare that all his archive will for his tribes will be overthrown so he his isa boys hounding those that might have a chance to stab him from behind. those that was detain under isa was not named in the public, their doings will not be printed and if needed (like it or not) a prolonged detain will be tag on the person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i roughly could guess old man tar choice is to maintain a well balance nation where once it is balance, both forces should be remove so that people could be again do their best to run the country. yet his mistake is that he forgot to put the expiry date on it, thus his product got rot and now it stain everywhere and got maggots on it. a well balance country should have a well maintain gouverment, either by republic or democrat should have a balance senate representing each race by area by archive done by senates. yet old man tar kiddos had played the wrong card, they ate the expired cookies and complain that new cookies should be baked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the kids when on research and came out with that more flour, water, sugar and eggs will be taken in accounts. they promote more people to give birth so that more man power can be done on collecting wheat, sugar cane and of course not to mention feeding the chickens, few proposals have been made to maintain the chicken breeding. thus finally when everything is done, they finally settle down to enjoy their piece own of cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;spelling not check, &lt;br /&gt;basically everything not check..so dont spam me with nuts.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.. lets not forget the kiddos will grow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9s6PTFQ6-Kk/SR1uDra4RWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CXcl3PaUaxY/S220/DSC00420.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9753926.post-116396495988238077</id><published>2006-11-20T03:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T02:08:47.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>垃圾</title><content type='html'>遗留在世界的一角，也常不被看好。孤独与陌生是因为别人对我们的认解，活在废墟中是因为不被应许在人潮汹涌的都市里过活。选择在虚晃中度日是因为不会受威权的影响，也不会担心有偏激的出现因为我们都是垃圾，所付出的都是为了这个社会。选择做垃圾不再被看起，更不担心会被批评，往往被人们投诉垃圾，我不怪自己造成污染，妖怪就怪罪你们不会处理不会安排，付出少少要求多多，我不介意付出但你也不该批评更不该要求。你要，就一起做垃圾，一起要求，一起付出。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;晴天白云轻飘飘，阴天黑云雨蒙蒙；&lt;br /&gt;莫测天云属黑白，但望明日白云飘，&lt;br /&gt;莫望天气非寒暑，但愿青天俗人间。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9753926-116396495988238077?l=nematodsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9753926/posts/default/116396495988238077'/><link 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/&gt;在意識不清的時候催吐，容易嗆到，甚至窒息。此時妳只有３分鐘或&lt;br /&gt;更短的時間向可靠的人求助，為自己找安全的場所。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;２﹒求助不要怕丟臉 &lt;br /&gt;如果妳覺得不對勁，妳可以立刻打１１９，打電話給朋友，打電話回&lt;br /&gt;家請家人來接妳，或是向服務生求助，告訴身邊可信賴的朋友，甚至&lt;br /&gt;做一些動作引起他人的注意，千不要坐在原地，什麼事也不做，擔心&lt;br /&gt;丟臉，結果反而會有更嚴重的後果發生。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;３﹒醫院是最理想的「休息」場所 &lt;br /&gt;任何藥物都有副作用，當妳完全不知道被下藥的劑量和成分時，所可&lt;br /&gt;能產生的副作用也是無法掌握的。醫院有解藥，也可以讓妳安全地睡&lt;br /&gt;８小時不受侵犯，還可以提供必要的醫療照顧和檢查。或許妳會擔心&lt;br /&gt;︰〝萬一只是喝醉了酒，去醫院會不會太小題大作了？〞請注意，這&lt;br /&gt;１分鐘的猶豫，只會讓妳冒更大的險。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;４﹒冷靜、冷靜、再冷靜 &lt;br /&gt;若不幸～不管妳醒來後發現多麼的不愉快、多麼的痛苦，妳一定要保&lt;br /&gt;持冷靜。只有保持冷靜，才能保護自己，保留證據，做最好的處理。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;５﹒留下證據 &lt;br /&gt;證據分兩種，一種是留在身體上的，一種是留在腦海裏的，兩種都很&lt;br /&gt;重要。不要洗澡，去醫院驗傷，是為了把留在身體上的證據留下來；&lt;br /&gt;此外，把腦海中殘留的印象記下。回憶醒來之前發生過的事或許很困&lt;br /&gt;難、很痛苦、或很模糊，但一定要儘快把還記得的事寫下，因為隨時&lt;br /&gt;間過去，記憶會越來越模糊，可能幾小時後就完全不記得發生什麼事&lt;br /&gt;了。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;６﹒妳的選擇 &lt;br /&gt;要不要報警處理，要不要告訴任何人都是妳的選擇。留下證據、留下&lt;br /&gt;紀錄，不代表一定要控告對方，無論將來下任何決定，能掌握的證據&lt;br /&gt;越多就越有利。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;７﹒發揮ＭＱ精神 &lt;br /&gt;如果你看到有人在別人的飲料裏「加料」，有女孩子步履不穩，頭暈&lt;br /&gt;「疑似」被下藥，請發揮你的道德勇氣，如果你不敢出面阻止，你可&lt;br /&gt;以幫她打電話，080-211-511、080-211-512&lt;br /&gt;，都是免費，可匿名，24&lt;br /&gt;小時專人受理的電話檢舉專線。 &lt;br /&gt;你的一通電話，可能挽救一個人的一生！ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;●&lt;br /&gt;預防方法 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;１﹒不接受任何人給妳的飲料去應徵工作，到陌生的場合或不熟的人&lt;br /&gt;家做客，不要喝別人倒好的飲料。要喝，也喝還沒開封、自己親手打&lt;br /&gt;開的飲料。不要因為不好意思而犧牲自己的安全。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;２﹒一定要自己打開飲料 &lt;br /&gt;在ＰＵＢ，絕對不要接受人家請妳、拿給妳或幫妳開的飲料，即使那&lt;br /&gt;是女孩子，或是妳認識的人。如果是向吧台買飲料，也該看著工作人&lt;br /&gt;員為妳打開，倒入杯中，並且親自遞到你手中。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;３﹒儘可能點有蓋密封的飲料 &lt;br /&gt;用廣口玻璃杯裝的調酒是最好下手的飲料，如果被下藥也最不容易被&lt;br /&gt;發現。因此有蓋子的瓶裝礦泉水是最好的選擇，汽水和果汁其次，最&lt;br /&gt;好不要點含酒精的飲料。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;４﹒特別小心朋友的朋友 &lt;br /&gt;利用強姦藥片得逞的強暴案，最常發生在認識的人之間。或許妳以為&lt;br /&gt;和一大群人一起出去，妳就是安全的，但在許多案例中，加害者都是&lt;br /&gt;和一群人一起下手。所以，當你和一群朋友，還有朋友的朋友出
