<?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-18579469</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:49:25.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DNA ~ De Nu alphaMale</title><subtitle type='html'>no matter what, we will always remain the same old traces of our youth</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-115799691808318110</id><published>2006-09-12T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T01:48:38.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In ? On ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Oh well, an original entry which can be very amusing for some, and can be quite a pressuring and sweating situation too. The emoticons could not be saved, and I dunno where those were actually stored for newer msn version. Nevertheless, when u see a blank space its probably some funny slapping, kicking, crying or etc stuffs as emotes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt; Joseph   phu wa jang pom ngo mak says:&lt;br /&gt;ur list got a lot  ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; le paradis du reve: la route de la decouverte de soi-meme says:&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;all d wu gui&lt;br /&gt;but i dun wan put&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Joseph   phu wa jang pom ngo mak says:&lt;br /&gt;O gui.,.&lt;br /&gt;can put ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; le paradis du reve: la route de la decouverte de soi-meme says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Joseph   phu wa jang pom ngo mak says:&lt;br /&gt;wat for la put that 1~~ waste space..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; le paradis du reve: la route de la decouverte de soi-meme says:&lt;br /&gt;dat croc hunter die liao mah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph   phu wa jang pom ngo mak says:&lt;br /&gt;en,, he also waste space 1 ma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;le paradis du reve: la route de la decouverte de soi-meme says:&lt;br /&gt;yah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Joseph   phu wa jang pom ngo mak says:&lt;br /&gt;those dunno know dangarous then go to do call stupid&lt;br /&gt;those know dangarous still want to do call idiot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; le paradis du reve: la route de la decouverte de soi-meme says:&lt;br /&gt;but he die becos he kena from jelly fish woh&lt;br /&gt;not crocodile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Joseph   phu wa jang pom ngo mak says:&lt;br /&gt;not jelly fish la&lt;br /&gt;is 'pou yu'&lt;br /&gt;the ikan bakar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; le paradis du reve: la route de la decouverte de soi-meme says:&lt;br /&gt;ooh  i tot stingray is jelly fish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph   phu wa jang pom ngo mak says:&lt;br /&gt;whr got ikan bakar together with buaya 1? sure he purposly go to find them la&lt;br /&gt;i read from press that ikan big as 2.5m&lt;br /&gt;it's huge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; le paradis du reve: la route de la decouverte de soi-meme says:&lt;br /&gt;i read he shooting for his daughter de woh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Joseph   phu wa jang pom ngo mak says:&lt;br /&gt;arh...? em,,, need to re-read the news =.=&lt;br /&gt;then y put  Ogui 1?? y not buaya or ikan bakar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; le paradis du reve: la route de la decouverte de soi-meme says:&lt;br /&gt;cos msn dun hv lor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Joseph   phu wa jang pom ngo mak says:&lt;br /&gt;can create 1 ma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; le paradis du reve: la route de la decouverte de soi-meme says:&lt;br /&gt;cannot put&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Joseph   phu wa jang pom ngo mak says:&lt;br /&gt;those --&gt;  also not important also can creat lo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; le paradis du reve: la route de la decouverte de soi-meme says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Joseph   phu wa jang pom ngo mak says:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;-- this 1 not bad...&lt;br /&gt;a bit look like donkey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; le paradis du reve: la route de la decouverte de soi-meme says:&lt;br /&gt;hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Joseph   phu wa jang pom ngo mak says:&lt;br /&gt;stupid like donkey ma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; le paradis du reve: la route de la decouverte de soi-meme says:&lt;br /&gt;u got listen to jay chou n fei yv ching's duet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Joseph   phu wa jang pom ngo mak says:&lt;br /&gt;ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; le paradis du reve: la route de la decouverte de soi-meme says:&lt;br /&gt;nice hor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Joseph   phu wa jang pom ngo mak sends:&lt;br /&gt;    Cancel(Alt+Q)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; le paradis du reve: la route de la decouverte de soi-meme says:&lt;br /&gt;mtv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Joseph   phu wa jang pom ngo mak says:&lt;br /&gt;yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;le paradis du reve: la route de la decouverte de soi-meme says:&lt;br /&gt;icic .. i yesterday dl the mp3 nia .. cos  the name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph   phu wa jang pom ngo mak says:&lt;br /&gt;aiyo... so slow 1 ur connection  t.t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; le paradis du reve: la route de la decouverte de soi-meme says:&lt;br /&gt;must be my bro using lor&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i camming, so smooth ... can my ppl's hair fly fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Joseph   phu wa jang pom ngo mak says:&lt;br /&gt;wat hair fly fly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; le paradis du reve: la route de la decouverte de soi-meme says:&lt;br /&gt;tou fa hair la&lt;br /&gt;lan hair meh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Joseph   phu wa jang pom ngo mak says:&lt;br /&gt;u throw butter from kl tower then i know la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; le paradis du reve: la route de la decouverte de soi-meme says:&lt;br /&gt;can see i mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Joseph   phu wa jang pom ngo mak says:&lt;br /&gt;dunno&lt;br /&gt;i only know u throw the butter from kl tower, u will see.....butterfly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; le paradis du reve: la route de la decouverte de soi-meme says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Joseph   phu wa jang pom ngo mak says:&lt;br /&gt;eem?? any problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; le paradis du reve: la route de la decouverte de soi-meme says:&lt;br /&gt;no problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Joseph   phu wa jang pom ngo mak says:&lt;br /&gt;em..&lt;br /&gt;1 quastion&lt;br /&gt;alo alo??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; le paradis du reve: la route de la decouverte de soi-meme says:&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Joseph   phu wa jang pom ngo mak says:&lt;br /&gt;-.- so fast answer liao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; le paradis du reve: la route de la decouverte de soi-meme says:&lt;br /&gt;i asking, yes  not answer yes ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Joseph   phu wa jang pom ngo mak says:&lt;br /&gt;then u throw me back the question  =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; le paradis du reve: la route de la decouverte de soi-meme says:&lt;br /&gt;i meant  is it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Joseph   phu wa jang pom ngo mak says:&lt;br /&gt; ok la ok la.. just kidding.. not that 1 la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; le paradis du reve: la route de la decouverte de soi-meme says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Joseph   phu wa jang pom ngo mak says:&lt;br /&gt;come again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; le paradis du reve: la route de la decouverte de soi-meme says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wan ask wat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Joseph   phu wa jang pom ngo mak says:&lt;br /&gt;u ask me back again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la... ok la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; le paradis du reve: la route de la decouverte de soi-meme says:&lt;br /&gt;orh okok, u start again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Joseph   phu wa jang pom ngo mak says:&lt;br /&gt;the movie call " snake ON the plant"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; le paradis du reve: la route de la decouverte de soi-meme says:&lt;br /&gt;plane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Joseph   phu wa jang pom ngo mak says:&lt;br /&gt;whr is the snack actually?&lt;br /&gt;oh.. plane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; le paradis du reve: la route de la decouverte de soi-meme says:&lt;br /&gt;snake is inside the plane&lt;br /&gt;for plane, is call on the plane&lt;br /&gt;if sea, u say in the sea, cannot say on the sea, grammar wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Joseph   phu wa jang pom ngo mak says:&lt;br /&gt;if the snack scroll the outside the plane le?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; le paradis du reve: la route de la decouverte de soi-meme says:&lt;br /&gt;snake, not snack, snack is ling shi, to eat wan, junk food&lt;br /&gt;scroll also use wrong, use slide or glide, for snake&lt;br /&gt;outside is on the plan&lt;br /&gt;plane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Joseph   phu wa jang pom ngo mak says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soli soli,... poor english ma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; le paradis du reve: la route de la decouverte de soi-meme says:&lt;br /&gt;haiz ... den u totally change the meaning of ur sentence liao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph   phu wa jang pom ngo mak says:&lt;br /&gt;... ... ...(snack on the plant)  &lt;--&lt;br /&gt; can eat 1 izzit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;le paradis du reve: la route de la decouverte de soi-meme says:&lt;br /&gt;.... u go put mr potato on the durian tree, see can eat or not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Joseph   phu wa jang pom ngo mak says:&lt;br /&gt;eemm....&lt;br /&gt;i think can not eat lo...&lt;br /&gt;coz the mr.potato got durian smell liao~~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i dun want eat durian fav. de mr.potato~~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; le paradis du reve: la route de la decouverte de soi-meme says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Joseph   phu wa jang pom ngo mak says:&lt;br /&gt; like that not correct meh~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; le paradis du reve: la route de la decouverte de soi-meme says:&lt;br /&gt;hmmph ..&lt;br /&gt;yes, correct&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Joseph   phu wa jang pom ngo mak says:&lt;br /&gt;haven't finish~~&lt;br /&gt;durian tree very high 1... i also hard to get the mr.potato..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; le paradis du reve: la route de la decouverte de soi-meme says:&lt;br /&gt; enuffffffff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Joseph   phu wa jang pom ngo mak says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; le paradis du reve: la route de la decouverte de soi-meme says:&lt;br /&gt;enufffff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Joseph   phu wa jang pom ngo mak says:&lt;br /&gt;ok.. continue..&lt;br /&gt;then inside the plane le??&lt;br /&gt;y still call on the plane?&lt;br /&gt;if the snake slide in the engine le?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; le paradis du reve: la route de la decouverte de soi-meme says:&lt;br /&gt;ask english teacher&lt;br /&gt;i dun wan bao huit kun liao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Joseph   phu wa jang pom ngo mak says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; le paradis du reve: la route de la decouverte de soi-meme says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Joseph   phu wa jang pom ngo mak says:&lt;br /&gt;then i sit on the sampan at middle sea&lt;br /&gt;then call wat?&lt;br /&gt;the sampan in the sea or on the sea?&lt;br /&gt;faster... i want to go out a while liao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; le paradis du reve: la route de la decouverte de soi-meme says:&lt;br /&gt;u wanna know then u come my house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Joseph   phu wa jang pom ngo mak says:&lt;br /&gt;orh~! ur house got sampan liao~!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; le paradis du reve: la route de la decouverte de soi-meme says:&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Joseph   phu wa jang pom ngo mak says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so great...&lt;br /&gt;then go whr to goyong sampan?&lt;br /&gt;oh.. goyang sampan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; le paradis du reve: la route de la decouverte de soi-meme says:&lt;br /&gt;it dayung sampan&lt;br /&gt;in the sea la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Joseph   phu wa jang pom ngo mak says:&lt;br /&gt; wrong again...&lt;br /&gt;then the qian shui ting' le?&lt;br /&gt;inside the sea 1 oh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; le paradis du reve: la route de la decouverte de soi-meme says:&lt;br /&gt; lai&lt;br /&gt;if u mean the boat, u dun say its on or in the sea&lt;br /&gt;its docked on / by the deck&lt;br /&gt;when u sail it out, its in the sea&lt;br /&gt;english cannot be translated to directly from other language&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Joseph   phu wa jang pom ngo mak says:&lt;br /&gt;the fly-fish le?&lt;br /&gt;didn't direct translate.. just the meaning ma..&lt;br /&gt;ok la... to be continue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; le paradis du reve: la route de la decouverte de soi-meme says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Joseph   phu wa jang pom ngo mak says:&lt;br /&gt;help me copy this dialog.. i feel very funny... save for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; le paradis du reve: la route de la decouverte de soi-meme says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will put on my blog, u go there copy&lt;br /&gt;make me high blood pressure only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Joseph   phu wa jang pom ngo mak says:&lt;br /&gt;ya.ya... put into blog... sure very funny 1...&lt;br /&gt;modifaid a bit la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; le paradis du reve: la route de la decouverte de soi-meme says:&lt;br /&gt;dun wan, i straight put original&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Joseph   phu wa jang pom ngo mak says:&lt;br /&gt;hey.. hv to plus all the symbol le&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; le paradis du reve: la route de la decouverte de soi-meme says:&lt;br /&gt;i will upload d symbols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Joseph   phu wa jang pom ngo mak says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eem.. ok la...&lt;br /&gt;then y blog us 'on' le?&lt;br /&gt;*use&lt;br /&gt;eem.. ok ok... to be continue...&lt;br /&gt;remember copy all this dialog ar... use save as&lt;br /&gt;i want to read back 1...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: the blogger is still alive, just don't feel like blogging much lately (for ages actually).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-115799691808318110?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/115799691808318110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=115799691808318110&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/115799691808318110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/115799691808318110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2006/09/in-on.html' title='In ? On ?'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-115405643099920309</id><published>2006-07-28T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T11:13:51.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Craps : Suatu hari yang malang!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Haiz .. what a day to start. Had a long sleep since yesterday night. Thought it was a nice start for a day with adequate rest. Mana tau ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;After my morning bath, I was on my way to work. Reaching Jln Tun Razak, as usual, the traffic is slow. I was on the flyover crawling a bit. After receiving a call from the office, I was driving slow, quite some distance from the 4WD in front of me. Don't recall what car was it, but it was huge. Suddenly that familiar screeching sound is so visible. The car in front brake suddenly. I saw the smokes from his front tyres. I was glad my response time was quick enough. Slamp on my brakes, see the car behind me, a taxi, and I thought ... diu! sure kena hit this time. Since I still had some distance from the car in front, I swayed side way abit, and thank goodness, the taxi managed to avoid kissing my butt. =.="""&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;When I started accelerating again, I wasn't moving much .. diu! What now ? I guess the brakes is still in effect. Tried to add more pressure to accellerator, and finally it started moving a bit faster. Occasionally when I need to brake, I sensed the brake response was rather good. Must be that reason why the car is so unenergetic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Finally reached the office, and went to clean up the mess in my car. Everything fell off the seat. My water bottle cap was open, the entire front floor mat was wet, and luckily the rubber mat contained the water, and not a single drop of water seeped thru the absorbable mat underneath. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;When everything is done, I realised more malangs. First, I forgot to put the mouse in the case. No mouse, how to navigate ??? Grrr... Second, time for coffee, and I realised, OMG, I forgot to bring my supplies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Now I wonder what else could go wrong today. Triple Sigh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-115405643099920309?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/115405643099920309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=115405643099920309&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/115405643099920309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/115405643099920309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2006/07/craps-suatu-hari-yang-malang.html' title='Craps : Suatu hari yang malang!'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-115382503805797230</id><published>2006-07-25T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T18:57:18.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chimiology : Family Values, where art thou ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;I was having lunch with ex-stemlife colleagues yesterday. 3/5 has every urgent intention need to join the alumni, 1/5 could be scouting for a job silently, and the remaining 1/5 is probably not too bad at this moment, working for no-life-stemlife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;The main story revolves around this particular manager. She's about my age, had a daughter (i think so). The problem is, it was concluded she will be a dissappointing mother to her child. Lately, her child had some problem on the skin, details I didn't poke deeper. As a mother who is truly responsible, the first thing that should came to mind is, worry about the condition of her daughter, why the wound/whatever it is is not healing yet, etc. On the contrary, her voiced opinion is ... fan sei yan ah! (so troublesome). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;What kinda mother would be saying that ? As far as i still recall, most parents esp those working in klang valley, missed having spending quality times with their children, and think of their well-being every available second. But for her, she places what the top management thinks of her, rather than what the majority 99.99999% of ppl would thought of her as a mother with no responsibility towards her child. Where is the love that she can shower indefinitely ? Where is the sense of caring that is truly part of human nature ? Climbing the corporate ladder, is this the ultimatum, in exchange of neglecting the rest of the areas in life there is ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Although I've not had much encounters with her personally, I do not respect her in any sense. In fact, I don't really respect much of the top management ppl cum company owners. When it comes to their ability to build the business from scratch (er, well .. i dun think this is correct either, since there is a huge financial backing anyway), the ability to manage the hardest thing, managing human, is such a flop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Coming back to this family value thingy again, another person was talking over the phone to her daughter, and someone happens to eavesdrop. Let me put it in a sarcastic and exaggerated form:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Daughter : mom, i wanna meet up wit my friends whom i've not met in years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Mom: No, you cannot! We have a family dinner, and if you go out, it's very hard to  arrange again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Daughter : but mom ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Mom: You can't go out! Stay home, or you'll be grounded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Daughter : (grrr) Oh-kay!. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;In her daughter's mind, she must've been thinking of this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Yah right, when we needed you, you work like shit and never had the time for us. Now that we (the siblings) have adapted to the life of not having you around much, being independent, having a life of our own, you ask us to stay home so you can have a so-called quality time with us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Nowadays, humans generally are chasing the luxuries of life. Luxuries requires loads of time, and in exchange for that, one has to let go of a lot of things. Everyone of us only had 24 hours a day. How well balanced a person manages vital aspects of their life is so crucial towards building a healthy family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;In the past, human work hard to survive, to earn a living, to provide the necessities for their family. Current trend is to go overboard. Do you seriously thing that by providing all the luxuries aka being materialistic is all there is in this world ? Do you seriously think that having the capability of sending your children overseas for studies guaranteed success in their life ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;I was once offered to study in London, rather, someone would like to sponsor my college fees. After much serious thought, in view of the current economy, and how the currency seems to fluctuate ever so often, and also being away from home for years, I decided to decline the offer, and chose to stay back and did my degree in a local uni. One main reason, I don't want to be too far from family. Not to say I rely on my family in every possible reason, but i'm just the kinda guy which is homely, prefer to have family and close friends nearby ... the sense of closeness. Turns out, my decision is a right one. The following year, the forex shoot up sky high. from 5.0 - 7.x ? I wonder how much extra would my sponsor have to fork out if I did indeed went to UK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-115382503805797230?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/115382503805797230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=115382503805797230&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/115382503805797230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/115382503805797230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2006/07/chimiology-family-values-where-art.html' title='Chimiology : Family Values, where art thou ?'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-115237741069754139</id><published>2006-07-09T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T00:52:56.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chimiology : I Got a 'Special' Boss</title><content type='html'>&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; Today, I was at MAPEX 2006 selangor version, at Sunway Pyramid Convention Centre. So, this thing i wanna tok abt is, about the area mgr .. &lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;the whole company knew he is different. he scold ppl differently, he thinks differently, he acts differently, he wants you to be a good student. listen n absorb, dun ever fight back ... 1 word OBEDIENT. hehe... i learnt about it early. and so far, i've not tasted his wraths yet, as it can be very very hurtful, even though it is meant generally, but u just know he's pointing at you.&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;so, i was idling a bit at one time, then he stand next to me, ask me to observe that guy next booth. and so, it went on like this :&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;look at his eyes .. hmm .. look up once .. now he crosses his hand, the hands open very wide .. see his hands movement, see where his eyes watches/focussing on, etc etc. and then, 1 prospect came over, n since i dunno much about the project of the highlight, he attended to the client. aft that, he left, since he wasnt feeling well.&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;throughout the time, i so so so wanted to ask him : erm, ok, so i was observing, but hor .. what exactly did u wan me to conclude ? i'm like ... huh ? i don't dare to ask him explicitly what was the main objective for the observations. issit to say he has very nice posture, his movements shows confidence kah ? he has a good communication skills ka ? or what ? &lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;later when my colleague call, i told her this, and she just say, u better not ask him. ask the wrong question, or%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-115237741069754139?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/115237741069754139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=115237741069754139&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/115237741069754139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/115237741069754139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2006/07/chimiology-i-got-special-boss.html' title='Chimiology : I Got a &apos;Special&apos; Boss'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-115212246470708741</id><published>2006-07-06T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T02:01:04.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Kay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7313/1821/1600/birthday-round-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7313/1821/320/birthday-round-8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just in case I forgot, Happy Birthday 2U Kay. Though still uncertain where I'll be yet, I'll make it a point to at least get online to wish you on that day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Here's a cake for you in advance. Hope u like the frog lolz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-115212246470708741?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/115212246470708741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=115212246470708741&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/115212246470708741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/115212246470708741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2006/07/happy-birthday-kay.html' title='Happy Birthday Kay'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-115212168548631628</id><published>2006-07-06T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T01:48:05.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Craps : Short Entry, Pure Craps</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I'm like never finish blogging whatever i wanna say. Well, just tot of logging in and crap a bit. Was reading OJ's entry about some obsessions, and guess what, yah, i do hv a new found obsession ... YouTube! not that I've only recently discovered or wat, but having 2 days replacement day off, I'm more than thrilled to catch up on Tsubasa Chronicles. The last chapter i watched was like 1 month ago, when my bro BT-ed it. I prefer the faster way, YouTubed It! haha.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Today, i watch chapter 31-35 and also the movie version. I was hoping I could find other interesting stuffs to watch too, but no idea what to find either. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Tomorrow is another row of non stop working days. Wonder when the management will confirm whether I'm heading off to Singapore or not. Rather looking forward to meet some fairylanders from singapore, especially my number 1 blog fan, diabetes! haha. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-115212168548631628?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/115212168548631628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=115212168548631628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/115212168548631628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/115212168548631628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2006/07/craps-short-entry-pure-craps.html' title='Craps : Short Entry, Pure Craps'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-115139812854295399</id><published>2006-06-27T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T16:48:48.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The birthday of "datin" rafidah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7313/1821/1600/Image010.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7313/1821/320/Image010.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7313/1821/1600/Image011.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7313/1821/320/Image011.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7313/1821/1600/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7313/1821/320/Image006.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;June 26th is the birthday of 'datin' rafidah, a colleague of mine. We bought a cheese cake, which turn out to be prolly tiramisu cake due to mislabelling lolz =.="""&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Selamat Hari Jadi Sekali Lagi Cik Adik!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-115139812854295399?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/115139812854295399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=115139812854295399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/115139812854295399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/115139812854295399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2006/06/birthday-of-datin-rafidah.html' title='The birthday of &quot;datin&quot; rafidah'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-115116470110005288</id><published>2006-06-24T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T23:58:21.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Which Malaysian Blogger Are You ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;A funny one from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://kennysia.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Kenny Sia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong style="font-size: large;"&gt;Congratulations Donovan, you are... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://myblogger.kennysia.com/ms.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;minishorts&lt;/strong&gt; of &lt;a href="http://minishorts.net"&gt;minishorts.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are outgoing, direct, smart, pretty, and a definite go-getter. You are frank, a little too frank perhaps that sometimes you get on people's nerves and make them very upset. If people attack you, you hit back with triple the force without blinking because you are the kind of person who knows exactly what you are talking about or else you wouldn't talk about it. Your quick-thinking is what makes you special. You are an elitist. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://myblogger.kennysia.com"&gt;Which Malaysian Blogger Are You? &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-115116470110005288?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/115116470110005288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=115116470110005288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/115116470110005288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/115116470110005288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2006/06/which-malaysian-blogger-are-you.html' title='Which Malaysian Blogger Are You ?'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-115073525784868719</id><published>2006-06-20T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T00:40:57.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>?Sensuality : The Breathtaking View of KL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7313/1821/1600/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7313/1821/320/Image013.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7313/1821/1600/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7313/1821/320/Image010.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7313/1821/1600/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7313/1821/320/Image012.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7313/1821/1600/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7313/1821/320/Image011.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; This day, my first time going to Empire Tower, 59th Floor (erm, some call it 59th street). I didn't particularly take note of this building, or how tall it was, as I'm usually going through the tunnel, or busy turning right to Jalan Ampang, or busy looking for a spot to squeeze through the busy traffic into Jalan Yap Kwan Seng.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;SO .... what's the story about Empire Tower? This building has 60 storeys, and the top floor is for Tan Sri's family gathering, that kinda place. I was told they have breakfast there every certain days of the week, sort of like family breakfast thingy. How cool!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So, level 59th is the show room for the project &lt;a href="http://www.myhabitat.com.my"&gt;[myHabitat]&lt;/a&gt;, which is owned by APLand, also part of Low Yat Group. To access to Level 60, you had to go through level 59th and walk up the flight of stairs (or maybe got Lift; I'm not authorised to go up, got guard there wan). &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;And so, I was exploring the showrooms available there, quite nicely done. But the most breath-taking thing was, this is my first time, yes! my first time seeing the Kuala Lumpur city from the 2nd tallest building within the vicinity, second from the tallest of Petronas Twin Towers. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It was like, ahh ... what a view. It's like, imagine I'm staying there, it would be so so so 'prestigious'. (yeah, in my dreams; unless i married myself into LYG. Yup, you can only married into the family, and not marry someone from the family. Selling yourself into one of the tycoons in Malaysia.)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The view was simply splendid, simply orgasmic. What more can you expect, enjoying the bird's eye view, sipping a cup (well, rather a paper cup) of nescafe white coffee.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-115073525784868719?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/115073525784868719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=115073525784868719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/115073525784868719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/115073525784868719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2006/06/sensuality-breathtaking-view-of-kl.html' title='?Sensuality : The Breathtaking View of KL'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-114807035154612088</id><published>2006-05-20T04:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T04:25:51.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nonsense kim Chimiology</title><content type='html'>Looking at the latest date this blog was updated,  I realised it's been more than a month I haven't written anything here.  For some of you might have known what was going on, yeah, the roller coaster emotional turmoil every now and then for the past 1 whole month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I most probably will be compiling and writing a so called thesis with the topic "Downfall of the not-so-noble mya noble act". Guess it will take some time to even complete it. Its gonna be a long winding one though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally resigned from that super koohon (thrifty) company kim (cum) jinkak (dunno wat in engrish). It was a risky act though, as I have not confirmed any job offerings yet. Thanks to the almighty one, shortly after I got a job already. And things are looking very fine too. There may be another 1 or 2 better ones coming real soon, and hopefully I will be the chosen one. Although this year, I'm already 30 with no change, it isn't a bad thing at all. As the requirement for one of the job I applied is, minimum 30 y/o of age, mwuahahaha. wa sudah tiga puluh oh! nyiak nyiak nyiak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's move on to some chimiology chapters. As always, I tend to be very into what I do as a job (yup, ur right, it is just-over-broke).  So, I will somehow bring in to the conversation topic of what I do, mainly about the company I work for, and what they are etc. One fine night, as I was driving around directionless with a friend, I realised that, I should move on, from whatever I've decided to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I resigned, I still do talk about the company, be it good or bad. This time, I told myself, that I should just move on, yes, keep moving on, and never look back at what I always wanted to leave behind, the frustrations and disappointments with that company. And so did I. I just find that I should blog it, to denote the end of it, and kinda wrapping up stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the few friends who stood by me, listening to my frustrations and at times, annoying rants, I appreciate it a lot. That's life huh ... I was so relieved lately, and my mood is mostly high flying, hardly ever felt of going downhill down the trough. Kinda like bullish stock market situation. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I always visited the rojaks blog to read what is updated. Then, I read again about SCB (siao cha bor)'s situation, still not very promising. Most of the active local bloggers has mentioned about her. I don't recall where and when I came across her blog before, but am sure I read her stuffs quite a long time back, way before I stumbled upon rojaks and gang's blog, and even hokkienlang's blog. My sincere wish she will get well soon. Something came up my mind when I'm writing this. I recall there was an active forum person in puppy.com.my using the nick of siaochabor, which happens to be in Klang. Prolly will go thru the forum and her blog to see if that is the same person. If so, it means I've known her (cyberly) at least 3-4 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long for now. Will keep updating more when the mood arises. There's a few more interviews I may be invited to next week. Very the gancheong. Mwuahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-114807035154612088?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/114807035154612088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=114807035154612088&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/114807035154612088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/114807035154612088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2006/05/nonsense-kim-chimiology.html' title='Nonsense kim Chimiology'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-114484543962564916</id><published>2006-04-12T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T20:40:09.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lin Dynasty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Interesting blogger's contribution towards the&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Writing Projeck: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I is the Author!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~~Projeck Lin Dynasty~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you are from Malaysia, you will probably know who they are talking. If you're not, just read it for many a laughs. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tok3tok4.blogspot.com/2006/02/writing-projeck-i-is-author.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Terms &amp;amp; Conditions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tok3tok4.blogspot.com/2006/02/lin-dynasty-chapter-1.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 1 Lin Peh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pjlifesucks.blogspot.com/2006/02/chapter-2.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 2 PJ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://chanlilian.net/2006/02/25/chapter-3-of-bloggers-baton-story-bbs/"&gt;Chapter3 5xmom (password: chapter3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://chanlilian.net/2006/02/25/chapter-3-of-bloggers-baton-story-bbs/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://cock-a-doodle.blogspot.com/2006/02/lin-dynasty-chapter-4.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 4 Cocka&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://malaysian-ahpek.blogspot.com/2006/02/lin-pehs-story-chapter-5.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 5 Ah Pek&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://allofhelen.blogspot.com/2006/02/lin-dynasty-chapter-6.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 6 Helen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://zara-low.blogspot.com/2006/03/lin-dynasty-chapter-7.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 7 Zara Mama&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://simplyhantam.blogspot.com/2006/03/lin-dynasty-chapter-8.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 8 King's Wife&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://whatcraps.blogspot.com/2006/03/lin-dynasty-chapter-9.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 9 Seng Kor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bangchai.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_bangchai_archive.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 10 LB (scroll down for story)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://month-of-may.blogspot.com/2006/03/lin-dynasty-chapter-11.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 11 Ah May&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://fantasyflier.blogspot.com/2006/03/lin-dynasty-chapter-12.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 12 Fantasyflier&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://justmeoonly.blogspot.com/2006/03/lin-dynasty-chapter-13.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 13 Jomel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bkworm.blogspot.com/2006/03/lin-dynasty-chapter-14.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 14 -Bookworm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://julyfishtail.blogspot.com/2006/03/lin-dynasty-chapter-15.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 15 Fishtail&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://simpleamerican.blogspot.com/2006/03/lin-dynasty-chapter-16.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 16 Simple American&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://garglewithseawater.blogspot.com/2006/03/lin-die-nasty-chapter-wat-oh-yes.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 17 Siao Cha Bor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://cyber-red.blogspot.com/2006/03/linpeh-dynasty-continuation-on-cold.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 18 Cyber-red&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boredworkers.com/2006/04/09/lin-dynasty-chapter-19-bla-bla-bla/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 19 GBYeow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://rojaks.blogspot.com/2006/04/lin-dynasty-chapter-20-jai-toking.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 20 Wingz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-114484543962564916?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/114484543962564916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=114484543962564916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/114484543962564916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/114484543962564916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2006/04/lin-dynasty.html' title='Lin Dynasty'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-114484314760593179</id><published>2006-04-12T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T20:00:48.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>童话 Malay version</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A friend posted me the malay lyrics in which he translated sometime back. I find it very the cool. However, I've did some minor changes to make it sound smoother when singing to the tune, and yet the meaning are not lost. Hope you enjoy this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Betapa lama&lt;br /&gt;Tidak ku dengar&lt;br /&gt;Kau cerita&lt;br /&gt;Suka dan duka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu ku buntu&lt;br /&gt;Fikiran celaru&lt;br /&gt;Dimana lagi salah silapku ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tangismu berkata&lt;br /&gt;Betapa palsu lagenda&lt;br /&gt;Ku tak mungkin&lt;br /&gt;Kau seru putra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andai kau tak erti&lt;br /&gt;Sejak kau cintakan ku&lt;br /&gt;Kerdip bintang di langit biru&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku sudi menjadi pepari cinta suci&lt;br /&gt;Capah tangan, akan kau ku lindungi&lt;br /&gt;Percayalah, kita `kan menjadi lagenda suci&lt;br /&gt;Bahagia ke akhir nanti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sehingga ke akhir masa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Original chinese lyrics:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;忘了有多久 再没听到你对我说你最爱的故事&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;我想了很久 我开始慌了 是不是我又做错了什么&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;你哭著对我说 童话里都是骗人的 我不可能是你的王子&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;也许你不会懂 从你说爱我以后 我的天空 星星都亮了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;我愿变成童话里 你爱的那个天使 张开双手变成翅膀守护你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;你要相信 相信我们会像童话故事里 幸福和快乐是结局&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;你哭著对我说 童话里都是骗人的 我不可能是你的王子&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;也许你不会懂 从你说爱我以后 我的天空 星星都亮了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;我愿变成童话里 你爱的那个天使 张开双手变成翅膀守护你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;你要相信 相信我们会像童话故事里 幸福和快乐是结局&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;我要变成童话里 你爱的那个天使 张开双手变成翅膀守护你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;你要相信 相信我们会像童话故事里 幸福和快乐是结局&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;我会变成童话里 你爱的那个天使 张开双手变成翅膀守护你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;你要相信 相信我们会像童话故事里 幸福和快乐是结局&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;一起写我们的结局&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-114484314760593179?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/114484314760593179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=114484314760593179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/114484314760593179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/114484314760593179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2006/04/malay-version.html' title='童话 Malay version'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-114434181737543504</id><published>2006-04-07T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T01:29:08.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sensuality : Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y8/27686/Lin%20Jun%20Jie/JJ3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y8/27686/Lin%20Jun%20Jie/JJ3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;一个简单的字讯也能带来美好的心情&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nothing much to blog lately (actually loads of it, but no mood), but today, I was listening to a JJ's CD, and the english version of the song provides a different feeling this time. And that feeling reminded me of a dear friend, a good listener whom i've grown to miss, unable to see each other for quite a bit of time. Here's the lyrics. Would like to put up the song, but just dunno how to. lolz.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I cant believe it Tell me I'm dreaming&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;That we are still 'we'?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was amazing Said you were lucky&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;That you found me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was on a rainy day that we met&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You didn't have a place to go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I said we just met so lets go slow but no&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You just told me to keep you from the cold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorry I can't take it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why did you fake it Why did we kiss&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'm just down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You left me with a note without a sound&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I figured I must have been such a child&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'll never know how much I've been around&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;How my heart just frowns&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you're down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll be your teddy bear, I'll be your clown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll take you round and round and &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you don't mind I could be your standing ground&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even if that means I'm drown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And baby, that'll be my one last vow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-114434181737543504?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/114434181737543504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=114434181737543504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/114434181737543504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/114434181737543504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2006/04/sensuality-down.html' title='Sensuality : Down'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y8/27686/Lin%20Jun%20Jie/th_JJ3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-114080602284244020</id><published>2006-02-25T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T02:40:18.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sensuality : The NYP Chabor n Tabor Triple X Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;When I logged on to FL few days ago, clan mates were talking about the triple X video clip. Apparently, the female victim's handphone was stolen, and the content includes sex acts of Tammy and Andy. Oh well, the names are no longer a secret, everyone who knew about this, knows their name. I was contemplating whether to blog it or not, but ended up doing so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;I did this post not to get fehmes. Cos up til now, I dunno how can my blog posts appeared when googled. haha. tried b4 but neber got result wan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;anyway, just to quote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://rojaks.blogspot.com/2006/02/why-peeples-make-home-yamade-video.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lim Peh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; : &lt;em&gt;making home yamade video and upload to internet is a very quick way to become fehmes&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There's too much to read about this piece of sensational news. Overnight, the vids spread to the whole world. Thanks to the wonder of internet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;However, one issue which started to get some debate going on is, why all the limelights throw on tammy ? Donchu think Andy also must be subjected to societal scrutiny ? Moi think, too many ham sup lou around, that's why all only see the female lead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Another comment I found interesting that bloggers seem to talked about is anal sex. Initially, I thought so too. And so, i discuss with a friend, Hanz about it. He see again, and say me stoopid. That guy's ciao ciao is straight up wan, so it just happenned to slip past the CB and look as if he tiu9 the sifartloong. Then I re-examine it again, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(nope, i'm not so perverted as in getting high from watching, but rather to find out the truth)&lt;/span&gt; i agreed with Hanz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On a last note, I pity her that she sumhow end up being the victim of free porn, which was initially shot for private view. Dun be stoopid to even take pictures in your baby suit or even worse, vids n remain stored in HP. At least do a bit job of uploading to pc or online personal drive also safer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A new upcoming movie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Based on the classic &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sex, Lies and Videotape (1989)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, came &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sex, Lies, and Cameraphones (2006)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-114080602284244020?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/114080602284244020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=114080602284244020&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/114080602284244020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/114080602284244020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2006/02/sensuality-nyp-chabor-n-tabor-triple-x.html' title='Sensuality : The NYP Chabor n Tabor Triple X Video'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-114080210708663333</id><published>2006-02-25T00:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T01:32:23.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chimiology : Story of Deep Ocean, Hot Lava &amp; Fertile Soil</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;A few days back, moi was chatting with Irene aka qinqin aka deviloveqin. She was mentioning about someone she find very mature. Well, in terms of age, yes, he's older den moi. In terms of maturity, moi think also mature. But the barang is, she very attracted to mature thinking man wan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She described herself as being a &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;DEEP OCEAN&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;very hard to understand type of person&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She described him as being a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOT LAVA&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;too hot to handle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both are like total opposite (&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;water&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;fire&lt;/span&gt; do not blend together)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moi dun recall how the conversation progresses, but ... something like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opposites attract. When the opposites are having a great tension and turmoil:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Equation 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deep Ocean&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; x &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deep Ocean&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; = &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tsunami&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Equation 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hot Lava&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; x &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hot Lava &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;= letusan gunung berapi (&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;volcanic eruption&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When two disasters were to meet at a common point, tranquility is the result.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Balance equation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Eq 1 + Eq 2 = Balance (Eq 3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tsunami&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; + &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Volcanic&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Eruption&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; = &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Fertile Soil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; --- &lt;strong&gt;Equation 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kinda geographic, kinda scientific, kinda logic, but nevertheless, true. if the tsunami and hot lava dun head to a common point, then it is really a disaster, killing off all living beings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To make the equation simpler:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Tsunami &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(female) + &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Volcanic Eruption&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (male) =&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fertile Soil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (children)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;However, the world isn't such a perfect place. There's always bound to be imbalance:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tsunami&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; + &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tsunami&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Volcanic Eruption&lt;/span&gt; + &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Volcanic Eruption&lt;/span&gt; = &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;imbalance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Therefore, there is no real life balance equation?&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps a &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within the balance equation, there are imbalances within.&lt;br /&gt;And different imbalances somehow balances up the imbalances. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-114080210708663333?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/114080210708663333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=114080210708663333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/114080210708663333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/114080210708663333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2006/02/chimiology-story-of-deep-ocean-hot_25.html' title='Chimiology : Story of Deep Ocean, Hot Lava &amp; Fertile Soil'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-114020335824783195</id><published>2006-02-18T02:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T03:11:39.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year Cross-Breeds!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The Year of the Dog is here, so here are some suggestions for mutts that you might want to try cross-breeding on your own!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Collie + Lhasa Apso = Collapso: a dog that folds up for easy transport&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Terrier + Bichon Frise = Terrierise: a dog you need to watch for violent behaviour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Doberman + Poodle = Doodle: a dog that’s easy to draw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Labrador Retriever + Curly Coated Retriever = Lab Coat Retriever: the favourite of Biopolis research scientists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Terrier + Bulldog = Terribull: not a very nice dog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Pekinese + Bulldog = Peekabull: a dog that likes to play hide and seek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Cocker Spaniel + Doberman + Poodle = Cockadoodle: a dog that can be a bit chicken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Spitz + Chow Chow = Spitz-Chow: a dog that throws up a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Collie + Malamute = Commute: a dog that travels to work every day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Weimaraner + Neapolitan Mastiff + Poodle = Wei-Nea the Poo: the puppy who likes hunny in his tummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Bull Terrier + Shih-tzu = Uh, never mind....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Chihuahua + Basset Hound + Irish Setter = Eh! This is a family website, ok!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Chow Chow + Chihuahua + Basset Hound + Irish Setter = Oi! I said stop it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-114020335824783195?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.talkingcock.com/html/article.php?sid=1857&amp;mode=thread&amp;order=0' title='Chinese New Year Cross-Breeds!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/114020335824783195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=114020335824783195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/114020335824783195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/114020335824783195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2006/02/chinese-new-year-cross-breeds.html' title='Chinese New Year Cross-Breeds!'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-114020293273700407</id><published>2006-02-18T02:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T03:02:12.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pure Nonsense : The New Living Will Form</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;An email I received and found it interesting. Contents slightly changed to suit local scenario, but you get what I meant. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;New Living Will Form:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;I, ______________________, being of sound mind and body, do not wish to be kept alive indefinitely by artificial means. Under no circumstances should my fate be put in the hands of pinhead, idiotic politicians who couldn't pass Form 4 biology if their lives depended on it, or lawyers/doctors interested only in simply running up the bills... to pad their own pockets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;If a reasonable amount of time passes....... and I fail to ask for at least one of the following:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;   c &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;My Computer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;   c &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Chocolate ice cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;   c &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;My Computer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;   c &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;My TV Clicker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;   c &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;My Computer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;   c &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Teh Tarik Kao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;   c &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;My Computer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;   c &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Lobster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;   c &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Shrimps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;   c &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Pizza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;   c &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Nasi Lemak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;   c &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;My computer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;It should be presumed that my raggedy old ass won't ever get better. When such a determination is reached, I hereby instruct my appointed persons and attending physicians to pull the plug, reel in the tubes and call it a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-114020293273700407?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/114020293273700407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=114020293273700407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/114020293273700407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/114020293273700407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2006/02/pure-nonsense-new-living-will-form.html' title='Pure Nonsense : The New Living Will Form'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-113950084253951298</id><published>2006-02-09T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T00:02:35.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pure Nonsense : Who Said English is Easy ?</title><content type='html'>Try to fill up this blank with yes or no ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;____ , I don't have a BRAIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-113950084253951298?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/113950084253951298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=113950084253951298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113950084253951298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113950084253951298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2006/02/pure-nonsense-who-said-english-is-easy.html' title='Pure Nonsense : Who Said English is Easy ?'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-113949993522512230</id><published>2006-02-09T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T23:45:35.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pure Nonsense : New Drugs for Women</title><content type='html'>D A M N I T O L &lt;br /&gt;Take 2 and the rest of the world can go to hell for up to 8 full hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ST. M O M M A'S W O R T &lt;br /&gt;Plant extract that treats mom's depression by rendering preschoolers unconscious for up to two days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E M P T Y N E S T R O G E N &lt;br /&gt;Suppository that eliminates melancholy and loneliness by reminding you of how awful they were as teenagers and how you couldn't wait till they moved out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P E P T O B I M B O &lt;br /&gt;Liquid silicone drink for single women. Two full cups swallowed before an evening out increases breast size, decreases intelligence, and prevents conception. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D U M B E R O L &lt;br /&gt;When taken with Peptobimbo, can cause dangerously low IQ, resulting in! Enjoyment of country music and pickup trucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F L I P I T O R &lt;br /&gt;Increases life expectancy of commuters by controlling road rage and the urge to flip off other drivers.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M E N I C I L L I N &lt;br /&gt;Potent anti-boy-otic for older women. Increases resistance to such lethal lines as, "You make me want to be a better person ..Can we get naked now?.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B U Y A G R A &lt;br /&gt;Injectable stimulant taken prior to shopping increases potency, duration, and &lt;br /&gt;credit limit of spending spree. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;J A C K A S S P I R I N &lt;br /&gt;Relieves headache caused by a man who can't remember your birthday, anniversary, phone number, or to lift the toilet seat. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;A N T I-T A L K S I D E N T &lt;br /&gt;A spray carried in a purse or wallet to be used on anyone too eager to share their life stories with total strangers in elevators. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N A G A M E N T &lt;br /&gt;When administered to a boyfriend or husband, provides the same irritation level as nagging him&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-113949993522512230?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/113949993522512230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=113949993522512230&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113949993522512230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113949993522512230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2006/02/pure-nonsense-new-drugs-for-women.html' title='Pure Nonsense : New Drugs for Women'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-113945057344065621</id><published>2006-02-09T09:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T10:02:53.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pure Nonsense : Fever</title><content type='html'>Woke up early today, but appointment had to be rescheduled. So I got some time to kill before the next one coming up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last sunday, woke up in the afternoon, and shortly after, while having my lunch, i felt my eyes a bit painful. Later then, my body felt hot. Didn't take note of anything, but can feel i'm very tired, although I had enough rest. After a short nap, I think i found myself having fever. duh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night time, did our simple prayers / ceremony for Pai Ti Kong, and had a small serving of supper. Not long after that, I felt my intestine curling up and had to visit the loo. Eekk, now i think i got diarrhea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instantly, i thought, hmm, must be my brother's gf infected me. As earlier in the morning, when i havent slept, she had been coughing non stop, and found to have food poisoning + fever due to indigestion. I was the only person who uses the same toilet as she does during that time, since everyone else was sleeping. lolz. i can just blame anyone hor ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whole monday I was sleeping. Still had a bit of fever. The day went through quite some news around. Supposedly to start work on Tuesday, but couldn't. There's still fever, and i decided to rest. Furthermore, the left side of my chest is having such discomfort from probably stressing out some nerves while sleeping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday came, and finally, working. Started the day fine, but when i was walking in BSC to Austin Chase for my appointment, i can feel myself flying and hovering the air. LoL. Then i realised i must've still had a bit of fever. The day went pretty well, and ended my long working hours around 1030 pm. I was soooo tired, and latlin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time i got back home, online a bit, check things a bit, chat a bit, had my shower, n straight to bed. The day was very hot, and I dunno if the night is hot or it's just my body over heaty from the long work hours before i fully recover. I had the air cond on, and my quilt is tossed aside, and yet I felt restless and warm. woke up a few times at night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of craps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-113945057344065621?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/113945057344065621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=113945057344065621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113945057344065621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113945057344065621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2006/02/pure-nonsense-fever.html' title='Pure Nonsense : Fever'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-113904717026724639</id><published>2006-02-04T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T18:00:46.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pure Nonsense : How to cook my family's all time favourite dish</title><content type='html'>This particular dish has been our family's favourite since eons ago. It was known as "yao yv chao"/"jiu hu cha", but since my mum was from teluk anson (now known as teluk intan), we always refer it to "ansoon chai" (anson dish). Below is a rough guide how to prepare them. It takes a lot of trial and error to perfect the taste, or cook to suit one's taste. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1  Sengkuang (turnip; sa kot)      1 kg&lt;br /&gt;2  Big onions                      5 medium size&lt;br /&gt;3  White cabbage                   300 g&lt;br /&gt;4  Cuttlefish                      100 g&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the above are to be sliced finely, about the size and length of taugeh (bean sprout)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5  Chicken or pork meat            300 g&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sliced into rectangular shapes. Not too fine, just a nice size to get a feel of meat. Steam-cooked. Chicken is usually more tender, pork meat tends to be tougher but gives a better aroma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 Coriander (chinese parsley/yim sai) 1 small bundle; about RM1&lt;br /&gt;7  Beancurd paste (taucu)          3 tablespoons&lt;br /&gt;8  Finely chopped Garlic           1 whole, medium to large size&lt;br /&gt;9  Black soya sauce                1/2 tablespoon&lt;br /&gt;10 White soya sauce                1 tablespoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How to cook ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all, clean the wok! lolz. those common sense things you go figure out yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Steam cook the meat of your choice first. &lt;br /&gt;2. Add 4 tablespoon of oil into preheated wok. Throw in finely chopped garlic and stir friend until it starts turning light golden. &lt;br /&gt;3. Immediately throw in sengkuang, big onion, coriander, cuttlefish. Mix the ingredients. if you're using multiple ply wok (means good quality expensive type), you can close the lid and let it heat cook a while, after stirring it)&lt;br /&gt;4. The sengkuang will turn light brownish along the way. Throw in the white cabbage. Stir for a while. &lt;br /&gt;5. Mix in the steam cooked meat, and stir.&lt;br /&gt;6. When you feel that the vegetables are soft enough, add all the sauces. &lt;br /&gt;7. Beancurd paste is to be added last. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not add water. The first time when it is cooked, it can be watery or slightly dry. If too watery, do not fret. You can choose to keep it in the fridge for a day, to evaporate excess water. when you reheat it again next time, or stir cook in the wok, the water will be less, and the sengkuang will be much tastier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This takes a lot of trial n error to perfect it. Experience in cooking this dish is more valuable than anything else. This includes the quality of the ingredients you buy over the market, mainly sengkuang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year during CNY, my mum will cook a lot to store. First time, it's always a bit tasteless, but the reheat/recooked ones are the best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above is for subjective serving. If for me, I can just eat it with little rice for 1 meal. Or just plainly it eat without other stuffs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try it out, it could be an all time favourite. I've never got bored of it since I learnt about that dish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-113904717026724639?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/113904717026724639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=113904717026724639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113904717026724639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113904717026724639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2006/02/pure-nonsense-how-to-cook-my-familys.html' title='Pure Nonsense : How to cook my family&apos;s all time favourite dish'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-113904229433666311</id><published>2006-02-04T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T16:38:14.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chimiology: Anti-distemper Serum</title><content type='html'>My first two puppies were infected with distemper virus and i've been researching a lot on how to cure them. Every vet i've been to, told me the same thing. It cannot be cured. The only thing to do is support therapy. I was determined NOT to give up hope, and came across this anti-distemper serum a.k.a Sears Serum, as it was publicised by Dr Alson Sears. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alson W. Sears DVM copyright 1999&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anti-Distemper Serum &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The following protocol is for the production of anti-Distemper serum.&lt;br /&gt;2. This serum is used S.Q. for the elimination of Distemper virus in acutely infected dogs. &lt;br /&gt;3. Early treatment is recommended. Less than 4 days of illness. &lt;br /&gt;4. Treat for bacterial pneumonia for at least seven days! &lt;br /&gt;5. Recovery of acute Distemper Disease is usually within 12 to 48 hours. &lt;br /&gt;6. This is species specific but, can be induced and used in any other species that are susceptible to distemper or related diseases. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Procedures for making serum &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Dog- use an 8-12 month old mixed breed dog 60-100 lbs, young and healthy. &lt;br /&gt;2. Do full lab work up to eliminate all possible health problems. &lt;br /&gt;3. Vaccinate against all local diseases. &lt;br /&gt;4. Do not use breeds or individuals known to have immune deficiency problems. &lt;br /&gt;5. Make up Newcastle virus vaccine 1000 dose vial. (Use only 10 cc of diluent. Discard balance.) La Sota strain. This virus is your cell immunity inducer. &lt;br /&gt;6. Place IV Catheter in dog. &lt;br /&gt;7. Inject 2-3cc of Newcastle virus I.V. (shock may occur. Treat with I.V fluids accordingly) (Do Not use Corticosteroids) &lt;br /&gt;9. Induction of Anti-Distemper serum may only be done once on any dog. The second time around only antibodies to Newcastle¹s disease is produced. &lt;br /&gt;8. Timing is essential. Take blood 11-12 hours post injection (11-12 hrs post injection= Anti-viral factors=Very effective against Distemper Virus in VIVO.) &lt;br /&gt;9. All procedures must be sterile. 11-12 hours post injection anesthetize donor dog. &lt;br /&gt;10. Place Jugular catheter. &lt;br /&gt;11. Start I.V fluids. &lt;br /&gt;12. Withdraw blood and inject into 10cc blood vials [sterile no additive vials] and allow the blood to clot. &lt;br /&gt;13. Centrifuge immediately after clotting for clear serum. Do not allow RBC¹s to lyse. &lt;br /&gt;14. Remove serum and place into sterile bottles. &lt;br /&gt;15. Place serum bottles in baggies and store in refrigerator. Bottles of serum can be stored for up to five years in a refrigerator. &lt;br /&gt;16. Cryo-precipitates may form after refrigeration. Mixing causes clouding. This is not harmful. &lt;br /&gt;17. May be filtered out with a .02micron filter. Keep sterile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Distemper types&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Young un-vaccinated dogs, usually from pounds. Dogs with all the recognizable symptoms i.e. pneumonia, catarrh, fever, diarrhea, collapse, inclusions in bladder. Elevated antidistemper IgG, IgM . &lt;br /&gt;2. Mild nondescript diseases shows transient signs often not recognized in early stages, quick recovery, can be confused with kennel cough. The secondary symptoms appear later. I.E. chorea, demyelination, hard pad, nasal symptoms, pneumonia, ocular symptoms K/S and old dog encephalitis. &lt;br /&gt;3. New Form of Distemper. Relatively rare- adult dog fully vaccinated multiple times breaks with some symptoms of distemper, the exposure factor unknown-possible wild species exposure. May be new strain of distemper. &lt;br /&gt;4. Vaccine induced type- no pneumonia, no inclusions in body, seizures, and inclusions in brain. No other pathology found upon autopsy. Elisa tests for Distemper antibody of CSF (+), No inclusions in the bladder, no inclusions in conjunctiva. Do not use Distemper / Parvo combination Vaccines. Some dogs suffer from distemper inclusion encephalitis. No treatment that I know of available. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Treatment Rx &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For types 1-2-3. Give lcc per 10pounds plus 1 cc per animal. Three treatments every twelve hours subcutaneously for 3 total treatments. For example 20 lb dog 2 cc + 1 cc Give 3 cc each treatment. Give antibiotics for one week to control secondary symptoms of pneumonia. I have had best results with 2 separate antibiotics simultaneously. Give fluids to control shock on initial presentation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In desperate circumstances, in the absence of available serum, Newcastles's vaccine can be injected IV, directly into sick dogs. If they are not already severely compromised by the distemper virus they can respond and recover from distemper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Results&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complete cessation of all symptoms of distemper in 12-48 hours. Except for secondary bacterial pneumonia which must be treated for at least 7 days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Opinion:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been my observation that animals treated early do not have secondary neurologic symptoms. I would recommend all dogs suspected of distemper have full white cell count, lab work. Run antidistemper antibody IgG, IgM to confirm distemper. An additional test to confirm distemper, do a brush border slide of the bladder transitional epithelium. Stain with Dif-Quick. About 90% of the bladder cells will be positive for inclusions in the early stages of distemper. Rarely inclusions can be seen in the red cells. I have never seen inclusions in the conjunctiva. An IFA test of the conjunctiva to test for inclusions is available. I have no experience with this test. It is best to initiate all the tests and then give serum. Wait for the test results after treating. If wrong no adverse reactions if right you are ahead of the game for stopping the virus. Dogs can be treated later in the disease, after 4 to 6 days, but the serum will not undo viral damage that has already taken place. It is therefore best to treat in the early stages, or with the first acute symptoms. Dogs already showing neurologic effects of the distemper virus cannot be helped. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anybody has any questions please feel free to contact me. E-Mail - AntiDistemper@aol.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.edbond.com/antidistemper.html"&gt;Taken off this website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://groups.aol.com/ImmunitySerum"&gt;Another useful group for discussion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did my best in getting all the materials. The only lacking part is the donor dog. I can't find a suitable large breed dog as the inducer. A recap for what I've done in the past, which may serve as a guide for owners of canine in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Guide&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. 8-12 month old healthy mixed breed dog 60-100 lbs (27-45 kg)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would be the hardest part. You will need to find the owner having such a large mix breed, and is willing to undergo some stress. Injecting the Newcastle Disease Virus vaccine may cause some temporary shock, and owners may not wanna subject their beloved canine to such circumstances. I found out a source via a vet in Damansara Mutiara, but i couldn't bring myself to even speak to the owner, as I was told by the vet the owner already got quite attached to the dog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Newcastle virus vaccine 1000 dose vial La Sota strain. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This vaccine is available for purchase in malaysia. If i'm not mistaken, MVP is the company, located somewhere along Kajang/Bangi/Semenyih area. The location is a bit ulu, but quite easy to find. Initially I thought it's gonna be expensive, but when I called to enquire the price, I'm so relieved. Guess it's less than RM 20 or around there. The employees there are very helpful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Induction procedure&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will need a certified vet to carry out the injection of NDV to donor dog, monitoring of vital stats, until the withdrawal of blood. I've spoken to a few private vet doctors, but the best bet would be Dr Toh from UPM. I'm not sure if she is still with the department or not as of current time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Separation of serum and RBC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will need the equipments for centrifugation and serum separation. I've managed to contact Prof Dr Abdul Rahman Omar, a veterinary doctor in UPM. He has agreed to carry out the separation should the materials be ready. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up to this point, if everything is fine, a serum could have been produced locally. private vets usually does not engaged in matters like this, as they will be subjected to scrutinisation from the Vetboard. UPM Vet faculty would have more flexibility as they can do research. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also spoken to one of the vet students on this procedure. Indeed they've proposed to carry out this method in the past, but somehow got shelved to reasons I don't recall now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sears Serum is not available for export. Therefore, the only way is induce it locally. Contact the email supplied above for Dr Sears's assistance to local practitioners in preparing the serum should it be required. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times like these, it is best to stay organised and calm. Let me know should you need assistance with facilities. The only major barrier would be locating a suitable donor dog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-113904229433666311?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/113904229433666311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=113904229433666311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113904229433666311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113904229433666311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2006/02/chimiology-anti-distemper-serum.html' title='Chimiology: Anti-distemper Serum'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-113891099076753067</id><published>2006-02-03T03:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T04:26:23.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sensuality : How To Make Love To Women (Cindy)</title><content type='html'>Cindy is so "open-minded" that she don't mind i post this, referring to her in specific. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAGITTARIUS WOMAN&lt;br /&gt;Her sexual behavior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sagittarius woman lives out her sexuality the most naturally and the most joyfully possible. She has neither taboos nor inhibitions, even if her background bears the marks of a sociocultural environment unfavorable to her sexual development.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Cindy is wild)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sagittarius female is gifted with strong vitality and demanding sexuality. She belongs to that category of women who deal with the realm of sexuality in the most wholesome way. This is not to say that she does not sometimes have weird fantasms and desires, but simply that she is devoid of all sense of guilt and satisfies her desires without complicating her life. &lt;strong&gt;(Cindy a sex maniac?)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, because of her spontaneity and ease, she might scare away certain traditionalist men who hold tightly to their alleged male privileges and consider that a woman should never take initiatives in bed. These men readily accuse her of being a "phallic woman" or a "man-eater", which is completely erroneous and unjust. &lt;strong&gt;(Only the sadistic type of men should approach Cindy)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, it is exact that the Sagittarian woman will not be satisfied with lukewarm, dull, or routine sex. She must live on volcanoes, even if it means not coming out of it unscathed! (&lt;strong&gt;Sorry to blog this, but does it mean Cindy can be a SL*T?)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Master RAO's advice on how to satisfy Cindy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not easy to make love to a Sagittarius woman, since you must really be up to the task. The most important thing is to make use of your imagination. Routine acts are like a cold shower for her! You must dare and try out everything with her, and she will truly appreciate you for it. Make love to her in the most strange places, at the most surprising moments. Give her the most audacious caresses, adopt the most unusual coital positions. In this respect, the Kama-Sutra may be of great use to you. &lt;strong&gt;(Cindy is super-demanding. Artist may apply-full of imaginations. Pyschos may try too)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you are a convinced misogynist, keep your ideas to yourself when you are in the arms of your Sagittarius partner and try to consider her as your absolute equal. Don't attempt to dominate or direct her in any way, and welcome all her initiatives as something quite normal and even desirable. &lt;strong&gt;(One stupid comment or ideas to Cindy, you're out of the house; be afraid, be very afraid!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't underestimate the importance of words during your intercourses with this woman. Your expressions of admiration and amazement before her body, or of tenderness and love toward her will immensely contribute to her sexual excitement. Curiously, insults, used with their erotic and not insulting connotations, can also have a strong effect on her by provoking real fireworks! &lt;strong&gt;(Now, this gets complicated. Cindy is really hard to please. Cindy wants styles of acrobats. Cindy look forward to imaginations of artists. Cindy loves the words of poets. Cindy devours weird fantasy of psychos. Cindy craves for everything.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My verdict of Cindy : Only Aries can satisfy her, but partly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-113891099076753067?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/113891099076753067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=113891099076753067&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113891099076753067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113891099076753067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2006/02/sensuality-how-to-make-love-to-women.html' title='Sensuality : How To Make Love To Women (Cindy)'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-113890837750155571</id><published>2006-02-03T03:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T03:26:17.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sensuality : How To Make Love To Men</title><content type='html'>Couldn't sleep at night. The bit of migraine kept me tossing left n right. Then i visited a website to 38 a bit on horoscope. Something new there. How to make love to men ? hmm .. interesting to find out what kinda person i am. Since i'm a Taurus, i checked this out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAURUS MAN&lt;br /&gt;His sexual behavior &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Taurus man is essentially a being of flesh. He is sensual from head to toe, both literally and figuratively. For him, sexual pleasure is something totally natural. Unless he has been conditioned by a particularly perverse education, he suffers from neither inhibitions nor taboos. For him, with regards to sex, everything is good to take, and he intends not to miss a single crumb of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Taurus man hates those "saboteurs" who do not make the effort to give a woman all the pleasure she expects. He plays her as if he did a harp - with fervor, efficaciousness, and gratitude - convinced that the more pleasure he provides, the more pleasure he will receive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this man may appear too reserved to certain partners. Indeed, he fears making confessions, and is not lavish with his compliments. Romantic embellishments are not his strong point. In his sexual intercourses, he prefers to go straight to the heart of the matter, as if he were afraid to miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, he is never in a hurry. He takes his time so as to make all the fibers of his body flutter, one after another. Of all the zodiac signs, it is he who is the most fervent supporter of slow-paced lovemaking and who loves to play overtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Master Rao's advice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you are of sculptural beauty, don't wait for flowery compliments from the Taurus man: he will express his admiration with his humid eyes and feverish hands. In the same vein, don't wear too complicated clothes before a congress as he hardly appreciates elaborate striptease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This man is all for the equality of the sexes... but only in bed! He expects active, unbridled participation on your part, and takes a real pleasure in feeling you on him. As he somewhat lacks imagination, it's up to you to look for variations and innovations; he will heartily fall in with them and will be grateful to you for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not take offense if, after having shared an explosive orgasm with you, he falls asleep too soon to your taste. In his defense, acknowledge that his expressions of desire are healthy, spontaneous, and near to animality, which, of course, is far from displeasing you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Taurus man is particularly fond of getting caressed with breasts. Seated astride your partner, move your bust around so as to allow your breasts to caress his face, then his chest, his stomach, his thighs, and finally his penis. He will take an extremely voluptuous pleasure in feeling one of your nipples titillate his glans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how much does it reflect myself ? I would say, pretty much. Kinda scary eh ? a semi-conclusion would be i tend to love myself very much before i love others. (selfish?). However, my quasi-girlfriend said the same thing too. She told me i love myself too much, but is a good thing too. If you're not able to love yourself, how do you expect to be able to love another ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's another reason why i'm more interested to post this, as opposed to opposite gender. I am myself for the rest of my life, but partners can be as frequent as changing clothes. wahahaha. I'm 3vil!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-113890837750155571?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/113890837750155571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=113890837750155571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113890837750155571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113890837750155571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2006/02/sensuality-how-to-make-love-to-men.html' title='Sensuality : How To Make Love To Men'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-113888615471816387</id><published>2006-02-02T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T21:15:54.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pure Nonsense : The journey to Dong Zen temple</title><content type='html'>I almost forgot we had to go to this ulu place. It was the 4th day of Lunar year, a wednesday. I was informed we're leaving at 4 pm. However, everyone dilly dally until 4:40 baru start leave. Then hor .. haiz, my brother go fill petrol, have to wait summore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving there is such a horrible journey. The highway is smooth, it was hardly ever jam anyway. skipped 1 toll, so, i have to pay only RM 3 for two toll. Then, the nightmare starts. Halfway to Banting, the traffic is slow, due to multiple traffic lights. I don't recall all the names of towns and villages, but there's one industrial area with Cognis and Golden Jomalina. After that, got one junction to Jarom (needle) and Jenjarom (Jen needle?). The entry going into the temple area, it was only less than 500m away, and the jam started. The policemen blocked the village ways, and there's only 1 route going in. The whole journey to reach the so much talked about temple for many years, took about 1 hour 30 mins or more. Everyone is trying to hold back our bladder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I should be expecting there, but once inside, hmm .. ok, lots of flowers, lots of lights, lots of different type of grasses, lots of statues, and most of all, LOADS OF HUMAN! yah, orang ramai berpuru-puru masuk. I told my brother, hmm, rombongan beramai ramai masuk temple ah ? Being the only single man there, i had no choice but to hold the digital camera and take pictures. Ok ok, you punya turn, who else ? couple pictures, quick grab your space. lai lai lai .... quick pose. move here a bit, move away from the lights, switched position please. Ok, check the outcome, QC not pass take again. After walking around the whole area (almost all) we started our journey back. It was already dark and we're all hungry. Decided to have dinner in Klang. That area does have a lot things to eat, but i doubt the quality would be nice. it would be expensive too. Wait til u pay the bill in klang baru tau. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out is another dreaful experience. Took at least 40 minutes. My friend suggested a restaurant call Klang Seafood. The food is better there. And so, we started ordering. Got fish, got chicken, got vege, got tauhu, and got lala (england call wat ?) When the bill comes, wahlau, RM145! Super expensive eh ? Everything on the table also kena charged. The fish itself costs RM 45. So expensive. The chicken also costs RM20. Luckily I don't have to fork out the expenses. Mwuahaha. Pokkai leh like dat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back, I was already very tired, and while driving, I had to speed a bit to get home ASAP. Luckily I don't have to fight with my brothers nor their partners to use the bathroom. Had a quick bath, then log on the net a while, and slept before 1 am. This is the first and the last trip to ulu temple. Been there, done that, no more repeats. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture to come later. Haven't resized.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-113888615471816387?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/113888615471816387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=113888615471816387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113888615471816387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113888615471816387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2006/02/pure-nonsense-journey-to-dong-zen.html' title='Pure Nonsense : The journey to Dong Zen temple'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-113888426263543750</id><published>2006-02-02T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T20:44:22.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skyepic : Blog updated</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://skyepic.blogspot.com/2006/02/installation-3-donovan-k9-shelter-part.html"&gt;Shelter Part 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://skyepic.blogspot.com/2006/02/installation-3-donovan-k9-shelter-part_02.html"&gt;Shelter Part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-113888426263543750?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/113888426263543750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=113888426263543750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113888426263543750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113888426263543750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2006/02/skyepic-blog-updated_02.html' title='Skyepic : Blog updated'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-113878049786801077</id><published>2006-02-01T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T20:56:40.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sensuality : Love Luck in the year of Doggie</title><content type='html'>There's a saying, when you're frantically seeking something, you will not find it. But when you least expect it, luck comes pouring in. Year of the Dog started off quite alright for a particular person, which shall not be named. For the past few years, the subject (known as daodao) has been quite uneventful in her love life. Since the beginning of new lunar year, love luck has been very generous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly there has been a 'prospect' appearing out of nowhere, and oh my, these ppl does have above average looks to model-like appearance. Daodao seems to know 3 guys at once. I've been shown of their picture, but whether it is the picture of the real person or fake one I can't tell. After all, nowadays, people enjoy showing other's pic, cause they're such a hypocrite. These people must've been too ugly and too low a self esteem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daodao has been communicating with 2 of them on regular basis. Verdict? Both also she like. =.=" . I wonder if the 3rd person started communicating regularly with daodao, it's gonna be look kok dai fong siong leh. Not triangle love, but quadruaple ? Daodao tiga tiga also want. She drools over all three of them. Tsk tsk. Flower heart. I think daodao begins to fatt qiao already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck loh daodao! Dun play until ribut taufan also cannot savethe burst of flames.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-113878049786801077?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/113878049786801077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=113878049786801077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113878049786801077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113878049786801077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2006/02/sensuality-love-luck-in-year-of-doggie.html' title='Sensuality : Love Luck in the year of Doggie'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-113863258605922464</id><published>2006-01-30T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T22:51:06.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sensibility/PN: I'm gonna be a godfather?</title><content type='html'>The conversation took place a while ago over msn with Amanda aka Kayria. As usual, we (mainly myself) talk nonsense n craps. I've suggested name for her baby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a boy = Donovan (that's me)&lt;br /&gt;If a girl = Jacqueline (Jack is my chinese name)&lt;br /&gt;If the sex is undefined = Queerie&lt;br /&gt;(Amanda said i'm so gay! Lolz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at the end of the conversation, i really become so thick skin. I just type : I wanna be the baby's godfather. Lolz. If that is true, I'll be so happy. But, of course I would need John's (her hubby) approval too. So, i'm gonna be a godfather after all ? weeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Formula of the day : John + Amanda = Baby (+ Uncle Donovan)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIME TO PARTEH BABY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-113863258605922464?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/113863258605922464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=113863258605922464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113863258605922464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113863258605922464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2006/01/sensibilitypn-im-gonna-be-godfather.html' title='Sensibility/PN: I&apos;m gonna be a godfather?'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-113863199740196552</id><published>2006-01-30T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T22:39:57.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pure Nonsense : New clothes from UK</title><content type='html'>Oh well, today my aunt (mum's sister) came back from UK. Unexpectedly, she bought quite a lot of shirts back for us. Yeah, means me n my brothers inclusive. My mum alone got 10 t shirts, the others (more than 10) my siblings and I will share. Sleeveless ones i think i will songklap all, since they dun wear them. Some of the wordings on the shirts are nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one i love best is this: " DOES MY BELLY LOOK BIG IIN THIS ? " lolz. I instantly love it. The rest are normal stuffs but nice quality shirts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-113863199740196552?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/113863199740196552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=113863199740196552&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113863199740196552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113863199740196552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2006/01/pure-nonsense-new-clothes-from-uk.html' title='Pure Nonsense : New clothes from UK'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-113862146778679938</id><published>2006-01-30T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T19:44:27.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skyepic : Blog updated</title><content type='html'>Updated the second installation @ skyepic. Memories of my sad past.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-113862146778679938?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://skyepic.blogspot.com/2006/01/installation-2-k9s-of-donovan.html' title='Skyepic : Blog updated'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/113862146778679938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=113862146778679938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113862146778679938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113862146778679938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2006/01/skyepic-blog-updated.html' title='Skyepic : Blog updated'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-113856737368889569</id><published>2006-01-30T04:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T04:42:56.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sensibility : The Road Less Travelled</title><content type='html'>First day of CNY! Uncle called to warn of heavy and crawling traffic to Seremban, and never take emergency lane, got mata-mata. So, long story cut short, we choose to take the old route via mantin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite a sight to behold taking the resurfaced roads. From Serdang to Semenyih, the new highway was hassle free @ RM 2. From there onwards, cars were moving slow at certain points with traffic lights. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I enjoy about the journey was passing by the small towns. Another one thing i happen to realised was my responsibility as a big brother. As my two brothers were in the other car behind me, i took great effort to make sure i don't loose sight of them. Not that the route was a complicated one, but somehow, i felt the responsibility to do so. That almost caused me a few accidents though. lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the way, we passed by some places with notable memories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Broga hill. I knew some friends from lenggeng/broga during secondary. As it was very hip back then on Berverly hills 90210, the few lads and ladies from Broga grouped themselves as the kids of Broga Hills. Lolz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Bukit Kepong. Nope, nada, neh! This is not a hill in Kepong, but in the political map of Negeri Sembilan. For those who failed history (me including, altho i did excellent for govt exams) Bukit Kepong was the place whereby the pemberontakan mat salleh took place. I think it was though, as i doubt those ppl were so great to fight back japs during WW2 haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Other places : dun recall what else, as i was always keeping an eye on my brother's car as not to loose sight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The road less travelled came into my mind cos i rewatch Big Fish. Ewan took the abandoned road to the big city instead of the new road which is so much easier. Along the journey he encounter many incidents, including stumbling into a nice small town hidden from the jungle. Somehow i was hoping i would stumble upon some small towns unheard of to many. however, apart from broga which sounds high class, others were not really much to note. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-113856737368889569?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/113856737368889569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=113856737368889569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113856737368889569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113856737368889569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2006/01/sensibility-road-less-travelled.html' title='Sensibility : The Road Less Travelled'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-113839073313340894</id><published>2006-01-28T03:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T03:38:53.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pure Nonsense : Places with weird names</title><content type='html'>I was browsing the KTM (keretapi tanah melayu) Komuter route and suddenly recalled a conversation which took place many years back. My friend relayed this to me while he was on his way back from Bangi to Seremban via the komuter. Two indian ladies were commenting about the name of places translated to english. It was hilarious, as I didn't think of it at all (as if i utilise the service often).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From KL sentral (last time dun hv this station) to Seremban, you will pass by stops named after that particular town/city/prior unknown places. When the komuter reaches a stop called Batang Benar, one lady told the other, that was a weird name. Batang benar = true stick. the next station, Nilai (Value). Imagine if announcement made in english : Ding ding ding ding ding. You have now reached the station of True Stick. The next station is Value. Ding dong. = .=" After that, names of other places came into mind, such as Batang Berjuntai = Chained Stick. Labu = Pumpkin. Salak Selatan = South Bark 0.o??? Pengsan kot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-113839073313340894?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/113839073313340894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=113839073313340894&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113839073313340894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113839073313340894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2006/01/pure-nonsense-places-with-weird-names.html' title='Pure Nonsense : Places with weird names'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-113838811198355268</id><published>2006-01-28T02:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T02:55:11.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sensibility : Peer Pressure Part 1</title><content type='html'>Decided to have new format for my blog entries. Peer pressure ? Simi lai de ? Make things simple, one word : KIASU! why hor ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E.g 1&lt;br /&gt;Cindy's Si Beh Eng Part 1 and 2, kinda gave me the pressure to blog more often. Conclusion - Kiasu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E.g 2&lt;br /&gt;Today branch manager sms me during her mgt meeting, another colleague, a good friend of mine, is very close to my numbers. having work so hard this month, i also feel the pressure to make sure i still remain top. i already sign up 33, and yet mgr want me get a few more to be sure. i also over gan cheong that time, whatever case pending quick quick call and push, should have at least 35 ba. conclusion - Kiasu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later in the evening, i start thinking with a clear mind. the more i think the more i felt strange. i know she only had less than 20 cases this month, where she poot out so many suddenly ? CNY she also wanna rest. So i call her and ask, and she confirms cannot get 30. hmm .. then we concluded who the culprit was. wahahaha. I'll confirm with mgr tomolo. make me heart attack only. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost 3, cannot continue sensibility topic, cos it will soon turn out to be pure nonsense chapter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-113838811198355268?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/113838811198355268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=113838811198355268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113838811198355268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113838811198355268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2006/01/sensibility-peer-pressure-part-1.html' title='Sensibility : Peer Pressure Part 1'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-113829576441975667</id><published>2006-01-27T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T22:20:57.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pure Nonsense : A Little Bit Eng Part 2</title><content type='html'>Today (or rathe tonite), log in msn only, this cindy ask me update blog. why hor ? cos she si beh eng dunno post how many entries. actuallt i have a lot of blog too, just too tired at times, and my mind goes blank mostly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, let's see ... this saturday i can officially close shop. only got to see 1 client sign up then can official laze at home do nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see where to start. mandarin oranges is a good one. yeah! well, I told the ppl in charged if we're needed to send the oranges to doctors, it better be at least 2 weeks earlier, so we can have more time to schedule our appointments and doing the kuli job of bring boxes of mandarin oranges and hexic boxes to doctors. however, they only arrived last friday. my car already full of stuffs, work stuffs, brochures, kits, more brochures, forms, freebies, and to stock up all those CNY stuffs will make my car more of a van. i wonder if i can even see the car from the mirror =.=". last year's festive season also same, this year already advice make it earlier, but still, haiz. dun wan to comment. got target to hit, still have to rush here rush there being a kuli. thank goodness it wasn't so hot these few days. if not, i think i rather wear t-shirt to work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went to sign up a client in mont kiara. my first impression, WAAAAHHHHH! not that i've not been there b4, but the moment i step in condo, faints. it's so big! got big balcony summore. can put 4-5 mahjong tables and still got space for the maid to walk around spaciously. I somehow envy the maid. I wanted to tell her she's so lucky to be working for a rich m'am n tuan. even considered of working there too. lolz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my car has been giving a lot of problem lately, mainly with the air cond system. and due to this, i've been 'enjoying' the warmth of KL sun today. Reach Jalan Ipoh around 4 pm. I was too early as i forgot that I was suppose to be passing something to my colleague in sunway. and so, from about 5 pm, i sit inside the car under a shady area, finish off paperwork, make some calls, tidy up my working bag, recycled some useless papers and almost doze off while reading some materials i've not touched for more than 1 week. imagine 2 hours sitting inside the car, occasionally starting the engine to have some air cond to dry off my active glands. phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after my last appointment, joined my friend for his late dinner. he was buying some chrysanthemums for offerings during CNY at home, and asked me if i want some flowers. hmm .. free ones, YES! and so, when i met him, WAAAAHHHH again! Its tulip. my favourite flower. Don't know why i only like tulips. This reminds me some time back, i planted a tulip. it did grew up a bit, but due to the scorching heat inside my ex-room, eventually it died. took some picturess of it and indecisive to post or not. lazy to edit and upload n so n so. maybe during the holidays i update all those pictures here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Updated: The tulip (semi-edited version) Year 2003&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*removed due to oversized. don't have software to edit size. pathetic me haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking around pasar malam in oug, i was rather dissappointed that the black market vcd/dvd already tutup kedai. sure got DBKL come sapu earlier. tomorrow and saturday must go find the ahbengs to buy some to watch during the long holidays. dunno wat to buy also, since i've already watched majority of the nice ones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i called my so-called gf since varsity. lolz. yeah, so called. as we never really did started, so it's always like a yes and no kinda thingy. this new year she may be coming down to kl, so hopefully can relive some good times we once had, which means, karaoke, clubbing, drive around KL (yeah, McCurry in JLN Ipoh) aimlessly, and window shopping until i complained my legs are broken. She told me she now had long hair. I can't recall when was the last time she ever had her hair grown long. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my back muscles aching already, and head bobbing worst than being alcoholically intoxicated. So i shall end this part 2. part 3 or a new sequence may come soon. holiday mood sets in already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy, you can read now already, and this time, POST UR COMMENT in the COMMENTS SeCTION!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-113829576441975667?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/113829576441975667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=113829576441975667&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113829576441975667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113829576441975667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2006/01/pure-nonsense-little-bit-eng-part-2.html' title='Pure Nonsense : A Little Bit Eng Part 2'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-113795248197832159</id><published>2006-01-23T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T02:59:06.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pure Nonsense : A Little Bit Eng Part 1</title><content type='html'>Now title can change a little bit eng already. 6 more cases then i can tutup kedai enjoy chinese new year. however, a bit scared also cannot reach target this month. sianz!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over the weekend, log in FL for all the accounts, had to do major spring cleaning of 3 pages of bank storage, 1 page of clan banks and put everything in inventory. 3 accounts x 3 characters, sianz ah!!!!! spent 6 hours teleporting here and there, selling this and that, transfer this and that, Tau Hin nia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY around the corner only, but hor ... me bo lui go shopping for new clothes. Thought i wanna borrow some from ahma first, when salary out baru give back. super paiseh only. *arbish*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i found new things to do to my dog. the less obedient one, namely snowy. When i returned home in the evening, apparently no one is at home. then the toilet door was closed with lights on. So naturally i would assume my bro's GF is inside, or maybe my mum. sometime later, i was thinking how come the house so quiet, and where's snowy? the chains are still outside, so could not be my father who took him out for a walk, the other one is still at the kitchen. strange. when my mum comes home, i ask her, where's that snowy ah ? she say locked in the bathroom, and since he no make noise, let him stay there and pee as he want. hmm .. i go straight down, and politely guide him to the toilet, and surprisingly, he obeys! now i know where to chuck him in when there's guests at home. or else, anyone with a faint heart will die from the barks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another strange thing i kinda observed lately is that, ppl's wife tend to deliver on sunday nite ? last sunday, 4 pregnant ladies deliver. tonite 1 admitted. thank god only 1. if not, i really no need to sleep again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of part 1. going to sleep ler.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-113795248197832159?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/113795248197832159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=113795248197832159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113795248197832159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113795248197832159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2006/01/pure-nonsense-little-bit-eng-part-1.html' title='Pure Nonsense : A Little Bit Eng Part 1'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-113760725980355551</id><published>2006-01-19T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T03:00:29.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pure Nonsense : Si Beh Boh Eng Part 2</title><content type='html'>Me lately macam no social life, no private life, no nothing, but almost sold myself to the company. By choice ? hmmm ... as if I can for the time. - .- |||&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working 12-16 hours a day (yes, i can remember the few particular days vividly), 7 days a week, 365 days a year. WTWOL (only FLders will understand). From something with elasticity of 1 shoot up to 0 elasticity. Some can adapt, but not yours truly. From presenting one self professionally to professionalism with expected stooping low as a low level earth slug cleaning the bank of goldburg carpet. Minute few can do, but 99% refuse to kow tow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ai pia, jia eh ia, tapi lu pia until si, ia simi leh ? ia sai jiu wu lah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was doing my weekly report when I was stuck at a particular day. I did not write down anything on that particular day. Kept thinking what did I do that day ? Mum walked in and chit chat with me, so I asked, "Mi, thursday i do what ? Did i go out at all ?" Mum replied, "I remember you went out everyday. To where of course I don't know. But I'm sure you went out everyday." That kept me recalling what I did. Looking through my report, I realised I was out every morning, but 1 of the day, I recalled taxi-ing my brother to college, but which day eh ? Then i go down to brother's room and ask him, thursday his class schedule wat time to wat time, etc etc. Then baru I recall, oh yeah, morning he took my car go college, cos I didn't go out although already awake. The after lunch fetch him go college, and I remembered I took the highway passing by The Mines, but still can't recall where I went. Die lah like that. Finally completed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even during the completion, I thought of the next day I'll put Morning: Yesterday work 12 hours, sign up 5 clients (highest record; minus all the group packages which can be signed on 1 single occasion) super tired, back at home at 11 pm still have to type report. Wanted to rest. Mum looked at me and almost LOL. wahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look again at my report, then realised, OMG, i'm worst than a person sent to jail. In jail, you have all the time to reflect what wrongs have you done, and to repent your sins, etc. Me ? I don't even have much time to think of what I've done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a habit of communicating with myself, and my room. I've not done much of it lately. There were always a moment I need time off from friends during studies, to commune with my room. During uni days, esp the last semester, I've been so busy with thesis + fall sick for 2 weeks + too active clubbing and wasting petrol go everywhere in KL. I was away from my room too much, and felt like my life was such a mess. Suddenly, I've withdrawn myself from everyone, go lecture, leave lecture, go home, stay home, no accept calls, no make calls, tutorial dunno how to do also cincai tembak answer. My few close friends a bit shock why i suddenly become like that. This was their first encounter of my strange kind. Hahaha. Perhaps I've had it again, but i was already working then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other strange behaviour of mine was a period which mostly affected my fellow friends in Fairyland. i withdrawn myself from everyone except perhaps Thurston and 1 or 2 others which were not too close at that time. The most worried person was Amanda aka Kayria, as she is my beloved 'wife/spouse' in game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if i'm gonna hide myself again in the tiny space to reflect what has been happening around me again. People tend to lose the grip, lost direction at some point, senseless, and totally disorganised at some point of time. If you do not pull yourself back together, you will start disintegrating into electrons and positrons as if the earth vibrates at 7 Hz. Dunno correct or not, if not, then my pre-U biology tuition teacher must've told us a big joke which I happen to believe. lolz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days ago, my god-sis rang me up and told me she's finally going for an interview with the principal company. And so, I asked her to, no matter what, push my contact to the head hunting company for the next available position in that company. That was fast, within like 2-3 hours, they call me up. And so, i started promoting myself, and guess what ? I'm just the person they're looking forward for territory manager / one may show / product mgr / god-knows-whatelse it is. Sent my resume out, and I almost acted desperate for that position. Then decided to delete part of the content. After all, whatever stated in the email is true. They wanted to meet up on wednesday evening, but timing is not right, macam i very busy, but indeed i am anyway. I rescheduled to friday afternoon, as i planned to go back office on friday during lunch anyway, just a few roads away from their office. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i was having a late dinner with my friend around 11 pm, he told me about something he read before. There are two types of companies :&lt;br /&gt;1 Poor management, boss treats you not nice, but very good pay&lt;br /&gt;2 OK/Good management, boss very nice, but pay is not good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which 1 would i choose then ? obviously my answer would be the good pay ones. however, i'm quick to add, how about the company with poor n messy management + no good pay / not good package ? it's obvious that would be a no-no to stay on for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since last week, I've had a reader call AhChuan aka Cindy aka Lindy. She say cannot faham cos a lot of malay words woh, then ok ba, i use mainly english so she can continue being my reader. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall stop for now. almost 2 am, and had to wake up at 7 am. what a 'no-life' life. felt like wanna explode already. KaBoOmM! Shakalaka boOM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-113760725980355551?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/113760725980355551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=113760725980355551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113760725980355551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113760725980355551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2006/01/pure-nonsense-si-beh-boh-eng-part-2.html' title='Pure Nonsense : Si Beh Boh Eng Part 2'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-113639987640372164</id><published>2006-01-05T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T03:00:07.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pure Nonsense : Si Beh Boh Eng Part 1</title><content type='html'>si beh sian ah lately. more than 1 month no time and no mood type bolok. btw, 2006 must have great fun year, so i choose to tok in very uncivilised manner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah hor, to the few friends who come here see see look look once in a blue moon, mehli klismas and hepi nu year hor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xmas do nothing much, super sian until call friend see where they go. most go clubbing and go super crowded place countdown. feel so old for that. then got 1 friend say don't want do out, self drink self die at home. wah ... long time no poison my liver. quick quick bring the remaining vodka citron to his house. on the way still sms him house got juice or not. si beh eng, have to stop at petrol kiosk buy RM5 juice. so expensive. last time i remember only max rm3.80 only. suddenly inflate so much meh ? but still same same volume no add extra. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reach there straight open juice and pour vodka. one side drink, one side tok nonsense. tok until i dunno what i tok. suddenly he say excuse me, then walk up stairs go toilet. come down i ask him, you vomit ah ? he look so surprised. me also drink until dunno where i am b4 in the past, his sign and symptoms i already expert in seeing. mwuahahaha. after that, continue pour continue drink, until my eyes so itchy. tv spoilt, nothing see. so go watch anime on his pc. watch inuyasha 1st file, he fall asleep. i also bo ho yi su continue watch, then drive back home. reach home still dun wan to sleep, play streaming for malcolm in the middle, not yet 10 minutes oi oi liao. woke up afternoon still playing. surprisingly didn't dc or hang at buffering at 0%. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new year eve lagi syiok. morning kena kerja, until about 1 pm. since i'm in putrajaya, might as well make it the last day only do my MyKad. initially i tot will be a lot of ppl beratur there take number. got whole day until 12 am, so no need worry sure got my turn. mana zai, go there straight take number, sit down write particular, make 1 phone test reception, sit back down, reach my turn liao. i tok to the lady, i think she call kamsiah or kamisah or kam something (her baju  1/2 cover the name tag). ask her hari ni tak banyak ker orang datang ? kam.... say ader, pagi lebih kurang 500 nombor dah bagi. Oh, macam tu. even she also tell me, hari ni buat kat sini tak yah rebut rebut kan ? relax jer. lolz. funnynya. then i take picture. look like prisoner of jpn like that. should've clean my face of the oils b4 i take picture. so shiny. aft that go toilet, on the way, the man catering the drinks keep promoting got free drinks. wahlau, since when govt got so nice geh? still list out what is there, got teh tarik, got juice, got mineral water. after finish small business, i take 1 cup teh tarik, one side drink one side go down escalator back to my car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brother's birthday same day, went to eat paper wrap chicken for dinner. then my friend also belum buat Mykad. he come fetch me from restaurant. the road so dark, and i not paying much attention, dunno where he turn and we kept going through all the dark dark roads, but finally reach that area also. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at night in JPN even more syiok. he go there take number, write particulars, finish liao, his turn. i have to ask him write faster tim, cos i see one person already finish and next number is his. then there is this 2 ahmoi, just came nearby me to the table to fill the form. ambik pen only, havent start write, nombor dah panggil. MyKad ahmoi say eh dah sampai nombor giliran i. the other ahmoi say, eh, cepatnya. so funny watching all of them. all the counters were open, afternoon only 4. so anyone who walk in is more or less guaranteed their turn next. the whole time i was there did not exceed 20 minutes. first time i felt so nice to deal with govt sectors. but too bad, the teh tarik abang tutup kedai already. if not got drinks can take. i really wonder why all those olang KL wanna organise rombongan beramai ramai pigi JPN in KL. putrajaya although a bit far, but i think the whole day til midnight not even 2k numbers given out. in KL, short short time a few thousands all number given out. use a bit more petrol, no need pay toll can go putrajaya, and do mykad there, back home, not even 3 hours in total. these people rather wake up super early go beratur, if not lucky, no more numbers to take, then swear at govt or jpn. kononnya this was their fault ? msians suka last minute thingy janganlah asyik kata govt salah. i for one never blame govt for that, cos its my choice lai de. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reach home liao still bored, so decided drive car out look for friend. drove along MRR2, omg, so many cars park on the road side of the highway, esp with clearing which can see KLCC. i never knew highways can be utilised this way. luckily i was on the other side of the highway when the fireworks finished shooting, and can only see the smoke turn round and round in front of twin towers. balik rumah d watch the wig. i sumpah never to watch another korean or jap horror film. lately too many B and C grades horror flicks. but this 1 not bad woh. the cinematography quite special. story line macam ok jer la. still, it's quite nice, and dvd version summore. so it's clear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i can continue type until i sendiri tertidur. so long bo do this bolok, miss it so much. summore my notebook pms (permanent menstruation symdrome). this story next time tell.  sayonara.&lt;div 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Googled for the news and really, it did not generate much links, as the news was only about 7 hours ago. Upon reading more reports today, some conclusion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Contracted the HIV virus from his HIV positive partner.&lt;br /&gt;2 Tested Positive after a retest at 3rd month.&lt;br /&gt;3 Repeat tests were done every 2 months' interval.&lt;br /&gt;4 Test went negative after 14 months.&lt;br /&gt;5 Did not start on drug therapy due to a low viral load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What did he do ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not wanting to succumb to the so called AIDS symptoms at an early age, oh well, he was only in his early 20s, he made his own concoction for supplements to maintain a tip top health. This piece of information brings me back to something I read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.duesberg.com"&gt;Peter Duesberg on AIDS&lt;/a&gt; Duesberg is a prominent and renowned retrovirologist. For the not-so-scientifically-attuned-person, HIV is a retrovirus, a group of virus classifaction. Kary B Mullis, received her Nobel Prize in Chemistry year 1993 for the invention of PCR (polymerase chain reaction) for detecting DNA. Both of them questioned on the correlation between HIV and AIDS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fruitarian.com/ab/AIDS.htm"&gt;The testimonial&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The text below was boldly copied from the link above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The testimonial given by the two people involved in this story is an amazing proof of courage and determination to overcome one of the most complicated diseases of the century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By meeting each other again Roger managed to save his life and Bob gained a new way of looking at orthodox medicine, sickness and health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roger Cochran was a doctor and served in the Viet Nam for two years with his friend doctor Bob Smith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stress caused by the war destroyed many men and Roger was one of them for he had hard times handling the horrors of the war. In order to overcome this he and many doctors turned to drugs. But not all did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After leaving Viet Nam he carried on using drugs and kicked the needle too. Sometime after he managed to quit the needle but went on prescription drugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later some time a tumour was diagnosed in his abdomen. He was then given radiation therapy, followed by chemotherapy. He lost weight and to gain it he forced himself to eat heavily. Including lots of rare stakes and sushi. His blood pressure rose alarmingly so he began to take diuretics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years later he was diagnosed with AIDS and he was not able to carry on working as a doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roger felt that his physical condition was getting worse each day and he decided to turn to his friend Doctor Bob Smith to help him overcome AIDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sold his house in San Francisco and came to Los Angeles to meet with Doctor Bob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor Bob was not an AIDS specialist but was willing to help Roger in everything he could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After examining his friend’s case he began to study everything he could about AIDS and came up with a different vision of the disease, its origin, its development and cure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Bob’s wife found a book in a library and offered it to her husband because she felt that it could help him find some answers to his doubts. The book was written by Dr. Mendelsohn “Confessions of a Medical Heretic”, were he stated that he was convinced that annual physical examinations are a health risk, that hospitals are dangerous places for the sick, most operations do little good and many do harm, medical testing laboratories are scandalously inaccurate. This book irritated Dr. Bob for he could not believe that Dr. Mendelsohn could write things that directly offended the medical class. Nevertheless he read the book. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then started to think carefully and observing Roger’s body and reactions. He tried to get to a conclusion by closely analysing Roger’s life and past. He knew that Roger did not get AIDS by homosexual contact and concluded by his studies that many AIDS patients were not even sexual related.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this time Roger also studied and concluded with Bob that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIDS strikes both sexes but not equally. It strikes more males than females.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age has little to do with it there are more adults than youth or children with AIDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life expectancy after diagnosis seems to be the same for male and female 35 to 40 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexual activity seems to be a predominant factor. Meaning that there are a higher percentage of AIDS victims that are sexually active than those who are not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single person diagnosed with AIDS has been traumatized in some manner for a period of time –, physically, emotionally, sexually, chemically, or medically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day Roger was invited to have dinner at Bob’s house during dinner Bob’s daughter asked Roger about his disease and then came up with a definition of AIDS, which she had learned at school that enlightened Bob. AIDS means that the immune system of the person who has AIDS isn’t working properly. Bad things made the immune system quit working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He concluded that drugs were the cause of AIDS in Roger for he had misused them for many years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob then concluded that: AIDS is not a disease epidemic at all. AIDS is an epidemic of abusive lifestyles! AIDS does not destroy the immune system. But a weakened immune system has a combination of symptoms that we call AIDS. It doesn’t cause a non-functioning immune system. AIDS is the result of an already non-functioning immune system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIDS is the result of the immune system stretched to and beyond the breaking point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting to this conclusion many doubts arose in Bob’s head. He questioned himself on what was he going to do about his patients. Was he to refuse drugs and medication? Weren’t some drugs helpful? Necessary? What about diuretics? Tranquillisers? Pain medications? Could civilization function without drugs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about AIDS victims? Could they be condemned for their “drug abusive” lifestyle and then left on their own devices to solve their terminal condition the best way they could?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the immune system has ceased to function, or nearly so, what was going to get it going again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They both decided to have lunch the next day and during it Bob came up with new ideas that Roger never thought could be related to his disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob ordered a salad and a whole grain toast while Roger ordered a small steak, well done with fries and a large coke. He sprinkled them with salt before eating. After lunch Roger had coffee with cream into which he spooned in several spoons of sugar after tasting it he added some more sugar. He then mentioned that he was hooked on coffee since medical school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob was thoughtful and asked Roger how many coffees he had during the day to which he answered more or less fifteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob then told him that the night before when he mentioned abusive lifestyle he was referring to abuse of any kind. Body abuse includes drugs, but it also includes overindulgence in eating, in sex. And this abuse sums up year after year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roger asked Bob if he was referring to the fact that he was hooked on coffee to which he answered affirmatively. Roger laughed for he could not believe what he was hearing but Bob told him to try quitting coffee and see the reaction. It would be the same has quitting hard drugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob explained him that he believed that many years of abuse lead to the disease and that babies were affected because at the moment of conception they impacted the abusing lifestyles of their mothers and fathers as well as their negative thinking. Shortly after birth they were filled with vaccines and inoculations, which in his opinion contributed to further complications in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob told Roger that he was trying to make him see that he had reached the point where his body could take no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roger decided to give up coffee. It was not easy. In fact it nearly killed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was apparently unable to cope with caffeine withdrawal. He had a terrible reaction and had to be hospitalised. After seeing him at the hospital Bob also told him to cut out the salt for his blood pressure was to high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night when Bob was in his study thinking of a solution to help Roger he came across some words in the medical journals he was reading that suddenly reminded him a book he had bought once.  “Toxemia Explained” was the title, written by J.H Tilden, M.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The author defended that there is but a single cause for every disease. That cause is toxemia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toxemia explains how the universal law operates in health and disease… If wrong eating is persisted in, the acid fermentation first irritates the mucous membrane of the stomach, the irritation become inflammation, then ulceration, then thickening and hardening, which end in cancer at last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob believed he had found the missing peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From that small beginning, his medical practice was irrevocably changed. He set out that morning to reorient his mind to healing instead of drugging and prevention instead of cure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He felt that he did not have all the answers but light was coming his way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prior to relocating and reading of this book, he believed that he knew the causes of AIDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day Roger telephoned Bob to tell him about an amazing book he had heard of on TV.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ Fit for Life” written by a couple of doctors, Harvey and Marilyn Diamond. The authors defended a diet based on fruit in order to be healthy, for they believed that diseases were caused by excessive intake of protein and wrong eating habits. Roger was excited for he believed that he could have found a solution for his problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob did not give great attention to this for his mind was worried on other things. He carried on reading Toxemia searching for the answers he needed. He finally understood that the best way of helping Roger was to get him to get rid of the waste he had in his body. The following day he read several times a reference to the importance of fasting mentioned in the book. “ A fast, rest in bed, and the giving-up of enervating habits, mental and physical, will allow nature to eliminate the accumulated toxin. Then, if enervating habits are given up, and rational living habits adopted, health will come back to stay. This applies to any so called disease.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A book and a letter were delivered to him during that day but he had forgotten about it because he had a lot of work to do. When he made his first break he finally read the letter. A woman who had been in his office to ask him some questions regarding AIDS sent it to him. She thanked him for his kindness and mentioned that her boyfriend was going to follow the route mentioned on the book. The book was titled “Fasting can save your life”, written by Herbert M. Shelton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day Bob was able to read the book and to his amazement Dr. John Tilden was mentioned and quoted a number of times in Shelton’s book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob decided that the best way to help Roger was taking him from drugs and putting him through a fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He arranged his sun room and got a nurse to help him take care of Roger and then invited him to spend some days in his house where he should do nothing but rest, sleep, have sun bathes and go to the toilet. During this time he was not to have any food only some fruit and vegetable juices and water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this period Roger felt terribly tired, nauseated and threw up several times. He had head and strong back aches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inevitably Bob was affected with all this process and he began to reflect on his medical practice until then. He was astonished how things could be so simple if we learned to listen to our own bodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some patients did not like his new attitude for they could not understand why he was refusing to prescribe medication, others understood him and were able to speak with him openly about all issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night Roger had a terrible crisis. He was suffering severe pain in his head, legs and back. He begged Bob to give some medication in order to relieve the pain, Bob was tempted to do so for Roger was suffering a lot but he resisted for he knew that any medication would disrupt the healing process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took Roger into the bathroom after telling Ellen, the nurse, to prepare a warm bath. He managed to relax in the water and remained in the bath for a while. After a while he was willing to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From that night on Roger began to show small signs of improvement. Bob commented these improvements with his partner David Cohen. In Bob’s opinion Roger managed to improve his skin, he also thought that he had a brighter look in his eyes and to David’s surprise he had raised his white blood cell count and his T4/T8 ratio (lymphocytes) was improving, for the first time these two doctors were assisting to an improvement of this kind in AIDS patients. David did not keep this a secret and Bob had to deal with some unpleasant comments coming from his medical colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roger continued doing well he felt less pain, his blood lesions were getting better, he began to sleep better, he no longer had such a terrible breath, his chest congestion and cough were clearing and although he did not eat he was feeling stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One morning an arthritis patient, a 37 year old woman entered Bob’s office with a book in her hand she told him that she had been reading the book and believed that she could getter better if she followed that route, for she felt that his medication was not making her get better. She was willing to fast, as it mentioned in the book but she wanted him to treat her during this period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob told her he would read the book and then communicate her his decision. The book was written by Paavo O. Airola “ There is a cure for Arthrits”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book brought greater enlightment to Bob’s understanding of AIDS and disease in general. He was struck by the following statements: “ Since the average practitioner of orthodox medicine does not have a clear understanding of the basic causative principles involved in arthritis, his treatments and remedies are symptomatic – that is, he is not treating the disease but the isolated symptoms of the disease”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“This can only be accomplished by treatments which help to overcome the systemic disturbances, normalize the metabolic processes, and help restore all normal functions of the vital organs and glands.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; He also believed that drugs and injections might relieve pain and modify symptoms, they do not go to the bottom of the problem they do not eliminate the underlying causes, nor do they correct the systemic disturbances. In his opinion conventional remedies, being suppressive in nature and having undesirable toxic side effects, interfere with the normal bodily processes, and actually inhibit restorative and healing efforts of the body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He strongly defended that drugs do not possess curative powers. The cure is always brought about by the body itself, and the most that a wise doctor can ever do is to assist the body’s own healing forces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer to these healing forces was what doctor Bob desperately searched for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He later concluded that AIDS, is the result, the final result of a destroyed immune system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is the reason why AIDS is always fatal: the body has reached the end of its resources to reconstruct or rejuvenate itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things were getting clearer for Bob. Roger was recovering because by fasting, Roger’s body was able to eliminate the stored-up drugs he had accumulated. By placing him in a stress free environment with caring people, the self -induced drugs that his fears and anger had produced for years were also eliminated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellen was also responsible for she had replaced Roger’s loneliness with acceptance and happiness. Given such an environment, Roger’s body had been able to do the rest, and heal itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob’s arthritis patient called some days latter to find out if he was willing to help her. He refused to supervise her for he felt he was not equipped to do so but recommended her a few places where she could fast and asked her to take notes of the place she was going to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roger carried on fasting and was already in the thirty-fifth day of abstinence from anything except fresh fruit and vegetable juices. By this time Bob thought it was necessary to slowly break up the fast by eating small quantities of fresh fruit and vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reaching his conclusions Bob wanted to find out if there were more doctors who felt like him, if they had come forward with their conclusions or if they carried on practising orthodox medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came across some articles and letters written by doctor Caiazzo. He was Chairman of the New York Committee of Concerned Physicians. Dr Caiazzo said: “AIDS is becoming big business, involving billions of dollars in potential profits for the biomedical industry…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He defended that due to the limited and extremely difficult manner in which it is transmitted, AIDS is fundamentally a disease of behaviour. He believed that with proper health policies at all levels, sound education of all Americans and appropriate individual responsibility, AIDS is essentially 100% preventable.  He concluded with the following statement. “ AIDS is a human tragedy of unbelievable proportions. It is also a disease we can put an end to as soon as we find the will and determination to do so. I fear, though, that such a commitment will never be realized, given the industry that we see spawning around us AIDS”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout his medical career Bob had always been loyal to the AMA (American Medical Association) and his fellow physicians. Due to all his research he began thinking if there were alternative approaches to cure and treat patients besides the orthodox means of drugs, surgery and radiation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr Bob began to question himself every time he read similar articles and questioned the entire medical profession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob was now faced with a difficult situation for he had to decide which path to follow orthodox or biological medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wanted to deeply study biological medicine in order top help other AIDS patients and many other patients. But he knew that he had to deal with the pressure of the American Medical Association.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After thinking on the issue he decided to tell David what was on his mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told him he was willing to treat AIDS patients and others as well he did not intend to go public with Rogers cure. His idea was to make the same approach has he has done with Roger and in order to treat these patients he would send them to specialized fasting and nutrition facilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to check and research these facilities he had thought of Roger to do the work. David agreed with him and after speaking to Roger everything was settled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roger called to keep them informed of a facility he had found and of the good results they had obtained by treating AIDS patients and many others. He told them that people managed to cure themselves and also learned how to change their habits and treat themselves. He also told them that several organisms were chasing the facility in order to close it down. They concluded that they would also have problems if they carried on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob then decided that the best way to reach all people and tell them that there are other alternatives in order to overcome disease was to write a book and get a courageous publisher to public the book and that was what Bob did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book ends with a letter written by Roger ten years later where he explains that they left the United States when they realized that the truth of how Roger was healed was not accepted. They were able to help many people and carry on defending their ideas. A few members of the media and many health caring professionals helped them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading and processing the information on both websites, it made me rethink of how the media can influence our perception. I am glad that I started reading with an open mind and couldn't agree more on them. Being in the medical industry for years, experiencing what happened in the medical centres, a lot of my doubts were clarified. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quote of the day:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The key to curing an illness is to treat the underlying cause(s) and not the symptoms.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good example: if you had persistent migraine, does panadol/tylenol takes away the pain ? A male with headache could be caused by consuming too much caffeine. However, a female suffering a migraine is largely due to inadequacy of calcium/magnesium. Remedy for the male will probably be with detoxification of the body system, but the way to reduce/get rid of the migraine for the female would be to start supplementing calcium for the body.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-113201845791267547?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/health/4432564.stm' title='Man Cured of HIV'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/113201845791267547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=113201845791267547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113201845791267547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113201845791267547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2005/11/man-cured-of-hiv.html' title='Man Cured of HIV'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-113200597740178321</id><published>2005-11-15T06:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T06:06:17.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Picture Blog</title><content type='html'>Added another blog only for pictures. The first installation - Reminiscence Of The Past Part 1 - Friends. Part 2 - A tribute to my beloved puppies, Baby and Jesse; and Part 3 - The cutie puppies I fostered in the past, will be up real soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-113200597740178321?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://skyepic.blogspot.com/' title='My Picture Blog'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/113200597740178321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=113200597740178321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113200597740178321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113200597740178321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-picture-blog.html' title='My Picture Blog'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-113172942303229441</id><published>2005-11-12T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T04:27:38.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Long Meeting, what's new ?</title><content type='html'>Meeting started from 230 pm straight 9++pm. Sianzzzz. After  having KFC for dinner, still got wrapping up to do until 10+. Sending a few colleagues back, reach home almost 1 am ler. Super tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-113172942303229441?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/113172942303229441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=113172942303229441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113172942303229441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113172942303229441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2005/11/super-long-meeting-whats-new.html' title='Super Long Meeting, what&apos;s new ?'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-113143161474624472</id><published>2005-11-08T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T14:35:32.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A lesson learnt</title><content type='html'>During the last meeting, the EMD was referring to an ex-colleague who has left, regarding her advice on how to remain being top sales for 2 consecutive months albeit her short attachment to the company. Hard work, was the only advice she gave. Thinking back, hmm, true also wat .. cos that month when I was top sales, i work like shit. Couldn't sleep at night, extensive travelling, etc. It's so tiring. But i realised it's not worth it. She gave her best and went all out to do it. That's what set her apart from me. I've always been holding back, thus getting a bit stuck with performance lately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, going all out for a J-O-B (just over broke) really not my cuppa coffee. Doesn't the management recognise that they as company owners will do so cos they own the company, but we as employee doesn't share that kinda sentiment. in terms of management, it sucks. I've been through a lot of bad management companies. I've been given the whole department to tackle single handedly, covering the whole country and regionally, achieving annual target before the end of physical year, and what was I rewarded ? Duh, craps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It won't be long before I chose to tender my resignation and look for another J-O-B lolz. I need to balance up a lot of factors of my life. Most importantly the business I'm putting more effort in. Who doesn't want to have their own business hor ? Haiz ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-113143161474624472?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/113143161474624472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=113143161474624472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113143161474624472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113143161474624472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2005/11/lesson-learnt.html' title='A lesson learnt'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-113125070365113727</id><published>2005-11-06T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T12:20:46.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bukit Bintang Boys School</title><content type='html'>I came across some posts mentioning BBBS. I have no association whatsoever with that school throughout my life, but 1 not so good memory flashed back. The incident happened around April, 1989. I attended my first ever outdoor camping trip under the PBSM, at Taman Rekreasi Ayer Keroh, Malacca. On our last day of camp, it rained cats and dogs. I don't recall whether there was any thunder or lightning going on. But one thing for sure, everyone heard a loud crash. An old big tree fell, and it hit a few campers from Bkt Bintang Boys Brigade. There was only a handful of boys around form our school, and we went over to pull out the unfortunate few who got stucked/hit/etc from the mishap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was assigned to one of the admin post to take care of the victims. He was in shock, body obvious cold and shaking (due to rain n shock). I took out his watch and loosen up all possibly constrictive attires to enhance blood circulation while keeping him warm with tons of blankets. This was my first incident facing such a disaster up close. When the ambulance arrive, they had to use the stretcher to take him to the nearest clearing. I was still holding on to the watch, a black strap one. Don't remember who I pass it to then. Even until now, I still wonder how that person is doing. How did he deal with such trauma. He is just less then a metre to be directly under the fallen tree. Cheated death I suppose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it was lunch hour when the rain came, we were having our meal inside the tent. Should the tree fell about 10-15% degrees to the right, I could be the victim, possible appearing for orbituary already. Thinking back really gives me the creep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-113125070365113727?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/113125070365113727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=113125070365113727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113125070365113727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113125070365113727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2005/11/bukit-bintang-boys-school.html' title='Bukit Bintang Boys School'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-113124693264162078</id><published>2005-11-06T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T11:18:56.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly - Daniel Lee</title><content type='html'>Translation and pinyin for Fei (Fly) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wo zhi dao Shi jie hu ran yi gai bian (I know the world has changed suddenly) &lt;br /&gt;Wo zhi dao Lei shui yi hou shi rong yao (I know there’s glory behind the tears) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liu guo lei Wu suo wei (Having shed tears, It doesn’t matter) &lt;br /&gt;You yi han Ye shi mei (Having regret is also a kind of beauty) &lt;br /&gt;Suan ba (Let it be) &lt;br /&gt;Yi han Wu suo wei (Regret, nevermind) &lt;br /&gt;Wo de meng….. hmm…. (My dream….. hmm….) &lt;br /&gt;Mei you jie wei (Never ends) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yong gan wang qian fei (Fly ahead bravely) &lt;br /&gt;Mong bu ku wei (Dream never dies) &lt;br /&gt;Mong de jv ren (The giant of dream) &lt;br /&gt;Wu xing de bao wei (Is surrounding invisibly) &lt;br /&gt;Bu guan duo lei wo yao quan li zhui &lt;br /&gt;    (No matter how tired, I’ll try my best going after my dream) &lt;br /&gt;Yong gan wang qian fei (Fly ahead bravely) &lt;br /&gt;Ou er ku ou er ye lei (Sometimes it’s bitter sometimes it’s tiring) &lt;br /&gt;Mong de jv ren (The giant of dream) &lt;br /&gt;Wu xing de ke wang (The desire) &lt;br /&gt;Gei wo mong xiang (It gives me dream) &lt;br /&gt;Gei le wo li liang fei xiang (Gives me strength to fly) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat Bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yong gan wang qian fei (Fly ahead bravely) &lt;br /&gt;Yong gan de zhui (Pursue bravely) &lt;br /&gt;Mong de jv ren (The giant of dream) &lt;br /&gt;Wu xing de bao wei (Is surrounding invisibly) &lt;br /&gt;Gei wo li liang (It gives me strength) &lt;br /&gt;Gei le wo xi wang (It gives me hope) &lt;br /&gt;Yong gan wang qian fei (Fly ahead bravely) &lt;br /&gt;Ou er ku ou er ye lei (Sometimes it’s bitter sometimes it’s tiring) &lt;br /&gt;Mong de jv ren (The giant of dream) &lt;br /&gt;Wu xing de ke wang (The eagerness) &lt;br /&gt;Li liang dai ling wo dao zhe ge di fang (The strength brings me to this place) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mong de tian tang (Heaven of dreams) &lt;br /&gt;Gei wo li liang (Giving me strength) &lt;br /&gt;Gei le wo xi wang fei xiang (Gives me hope to fly)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-113124693264162078?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/113124693264162078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=113124693264162078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113124693264162078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113124693264162078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2005/11/fly-daniel-lee.html' title='Fly - Daniel Lee'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-113124643267978347</id><published>2005-11-06T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T11:11:35.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>飞</title><content type='html'>我知道 世界忽然已改变 &lt;br /&gt;我知道 泪水以后是荣耀 &lt;br /&gt;流过泪 无所谓 有遗憾 也是美 &lt;br /&gt;算吧 遗憾 无所谓 我的梦 呜~ 没有结尾 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;勇敢往前飞 梦不枯萎 &lt;br /&gt;梦的巨人 无形的包围 不管多累 我会全力追 &lt;br /&gt;勇敢往前飞 偶尔苦偶尔也累 &lt;br /&gt;梦的巨人 无形的渴望 &lt;br /&gt;给我梦想 给我了力量 飞翔 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;流过泪 无所谓 有遗憾 也是美 &lt;br /&gt;算吧 遗憾 无所谓 我的梦 呜~ 没有结尾 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;勇敢往前飞 勇敢的追 &lt;br /&gt;梦的巨人 无形的包围 &lt;br /&gt;给我力量给了我希望 &lt;br /&gt;勇敢往前飞 偶尔苦偶尔也累 &lt;br /&gt;梦的巨人 无形的渴望 &lt;br /&gt;力量 带领我 到这地方 梦的天堂 &lt;br /&gt;给我力量 给了我希望 飞翔&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-113124643267978347?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/113124643267978347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=113124643267978347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113124643267978347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113124643267978347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post_113124643267978347.html' title='飞'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-113103262991813197</id><published>2005-11-03T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T23:43:49.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pasar Malam</title><content type='html'>Finally found something to do for tonight. My ex-favourite past time. Going to pasar malam. Haven't been the one in OUG for ages since I shifted away. Shopping time for CD n movies. Not that I don't support originals, but being a not so rich person, that's my option.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-113103262991813197?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/113103262991813197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=113103262991813197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113103262991813197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113103262991813197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2005/11/pasar-malam.html' title='Pasar Malam'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-113102145965920512</id><published>2005-11-03T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T20:37:39.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri</title><content type='html'>Hari raya pertama. Visited mum's ex-colleague in Nilai 3. As usual, my mum will suggest taking an easier route/short-cut without knowing the actual way. Went into Bukit Mahkota, had a tour from Precint 1-10 and back to the toll house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrive, there were some people who are leaving, and some who just arrived. Not long after that, we had our food. The meat was nice. Didn't get to try the mee rebus though. Nasi lemang was a bit hard. After filling our starved stomach, me and my brother went for a walk outside admiring the new residential area. It was a semi-D house, and being the "corner" lot, it had extra land compared to some others. Guess what, it only costs around RM180k. OMG, that's way too cheap (cheaper than the current house we bought in Serdang Raya). We were thinking about buying one as vacation home / weekend house. Lolz. As if we have much money to spare. But the idea is very enticing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After admiring the houses, we admired the car. Not a new one. An old Honda Civic with pearl white paint and sports rim. Looked awesome. Later found out it belonged to mum's friend's hubby. Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left my mum at the komuter station of Batang Benar (true stick). What a weird name. Reached home around 630pm, spent. As we both slept when the sun came up, and woke up around noon, everyone is sleepy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do now ? Wonder if the idiot box has anything interesting to watch tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-113102145965920512?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/113102145965920512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=113102145965920512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113102145965920512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113102145965920512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2005/11/selamat-hari-raya-aidilfitri.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-113096737184904714</id><published>2005-11-02T05:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T05:36:11.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Flies</title><content type='html'>I was chatting with Hanz over MSN over craps. Well, not really craps, since it all started about the government's plan to play the national anthem before each movie is being screened. Would Malaysians stand up and sing along patriotically or really just rest at the comfy seats of TGV/GSC as one would expect to behave? Hanz was telling me about how he used to stand up in the cinema etc. I never had such memory before, probably due to the lack of watching movies in the cinema during my childhood. Ooh, how pathetic. Lolz. I mostly catch the movies or serials over the then popular video tapes, watching all sorts of stuffs my mother borrowed back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The topic mainly revolves around how things have changed over the past decade. From the smaller video tapes to bigger video tapes (thus more money spent on buying the new player). Having a VCD player was considered a luxury then. When the IT era was&lt;br /&gt;booming like nobody's business, any TDorH could own such a player via PC, and thus the era of pirated VCDs. The next technology was the DVD era. It wasn't such a luxury to have a DVD set, as the economy was doing quite alright, and a lot of affordable malaysians. At this point of time, DVD is so common like how any household (especially the chinese) owns at least 1 video cassette player. In fact, my family has 5 DVD players; 1 on my brother's pc.  .(0.o).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were the days. Time flies, technology changes the environment. BUT ... people never change! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-113096737184904714?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/113096737184904714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=113096737184904714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113096737184904714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113096737184904714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2005/11/time-flies.html' title='Time Flies'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-113096523377531346</id><published>2005-10-24T02:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T05:00:33.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>restless?</title><content type='html'>Been very restless for the past 2 nights. Dunno what got into me. No mood to play games, no mood to go out, no mood to read anything, even with a good movie or two, still failed to lift up the grey clouds hovering over my heads. urrrggghhhh!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-113096523377531346?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/113096523377531346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=113096523377531346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113096523377531346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113096523377531346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2005/10/restless.html' title='restless?'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-113096517863722751</id><published>2005-10-12T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T04:59:38.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the tiger is lazing around</title><content type='html'>truth to be told, i've been AWOL from work for 2 full days, monday n tuesday. OMG .. something is really wrong with me. lolz. Thank goodness I have something to do on wednesday, if not .... god forbids my heavy legs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-113096517863722751?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/113096517863722751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=113096517863722751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113096517863722751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113096517863722751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2005/10/tiger-is-lazing-around.html' title='the tiger is lazing around'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-113096512365613095</id><published>2005-10-04T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T04:58:43.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on track, so far</title><content type='html'>7749 is just great. I'm on the track to freedom. been doing my part in making it a success, and success is on the way. I just can't wait for the miracle to start appearing right in front of my eyes. i'm sooooo soooo sooooo excited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-113096512365613095?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/113096512365613095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=113096512365613095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113096512365613095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113096512365613095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2005/10/on-track-so-far.html' title='on track, so far'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-113096500474741864</id><published>2005-10-02T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T04:56:44.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woke up on the wrong side of the bed</title><content type='html'>Slept late watching the movie TAXI. Quite entertaining though i'm already berzerk. Got up at intended time. Not a good day to follow through. As with a client who directly called the logistics instead of informing me first, i sense some dissatisfaction to the management. This is the 2nd or 3rd time it has happened. Not that I do not inform the client properly, nor didn't I reminded them about it. We are only doing our job and delivered what is needed. I don't control them if the first call is made to the logistics. Made me looked as if I do not communicate effectively. My interest in continuing on this job has dropped tremendously. Weighing the pros and cons of the new commission scheme, there's more cons to it than pros. The management forever never see it from the sales personnel's point of view. Well, yeah, we ned to have the passion for the job, etc etc... but at the end of the day, wo do not own the company. To many of us, it is just a J-O-B (just over broke). In this society, there's only work for your ownself, not selling yourself to the company. It is such a stupid thing for those who work round the clock earning big bucks, but not realising your own dreams. You only realised the dreams of the management/owners. That ain't my kinda life. All human beings are born selfish. Believe it or not is individual's opinion, but to deny it is denying yourself of the possibilities of achieving the ultimate dream of everyone, i.e. freedom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-113096500474741864?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/113096500474741864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=113096500474741864&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113096500474741864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113096500474741864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2005/10/woke-up-on-wrong-side-of-bed.html' title='Woke up on the wrong side of the bed'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-113096506034738950</id><published>2005-10-02T03:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T04:57:40.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7749</title><content type='html'>Nope. This is not the 4D number you can buy to win anything. However, 7749 has a quote : Miracles creates Miracles. 7749 is the platform for success. I have to remind myself about it every day, every hour, every minute. I call it Flight 7749. To reach one's destination or even destiny, we need to choose a mode of vehicle. As I may relate to current technology, airplane is the only fastest way of reaching the intended destination if i want to go far. Few steps one needs to take in order to reach one's destination : purchasing the air ticket, bringing yourself to the airport and thus departure platform. Even if you have embarked Flight 7749, it doesn't guarantee reaching your destination. It needs fuel, to start off and continue the journey. This fuel is one's commitment. Without commitment, the flight would not take off. In other words, if we do not work towards it with great commitments, the flight will only go half way and crashed no where to be found. Any task which we started has to be completed to end. Otherwise, it would be a never ending cycle of starting from point zero again. Isn't it too tiring to restart and restart and restart all time ? All of us felt tired at many points of our life because we do not have the commitments to finish it. Flight 7749, i'm pouring all the energy and commitments to take off, enjoying the journey to reap the benefits and savour the joys of life. Hardships of life can be avoided.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-113096506034738950?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/113096506034738950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=113096506034738950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113096506034738950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113096506034738950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2005/10/7749.html' title='7749'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-113096486387932149</id><published>2005-10-01T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T04:54:23.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG, i have a long name</title><content type='html'>It all started with finding out what were your names/ign/forum nicks posted in M@nGo thread, which i started. For anyone who might read this, I'm a fanatic of an MMORPG call Fairyland. At first, I thought it was a kiddo game. But having that game being played by my ex room mate everyday, i soon started my curiosity of the game, and now got hooked on it, even tho my friend already quit. Donovan Amsu Anton Kurant .. hmmm ... a long name there. Donovan, my english name, Amsu the egyption god name, Anton, the russian name, and Kurant, my fairyland forum nick as well as retired character blademan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-113096486387932149?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/113096486387932149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=113096486387932149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113096486387932149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113096486387932149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2005/10/omg-i-have-long-name.html' title='OMG, i have a long name'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579469.post-113096492864865422</id><published>2005-10-01T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T04:55:28.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Story of If</title><content type='html'>got hooked on a mandarin song "ru guo de shi" by Fan Wei Qi &amp; Zhang Shao Han. This song got me wondering about the many IFs we had and faced in our lives. Having a new direction in life, i've been pretty happy for the past few days. Though slacking a lot at work, not being able to meet my personal target, but still, the new road less travelled showed more promises than expected. Tomorrow is a better day. If today is great already, tomorrow will be greater.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18579469-113096492864865422?l=skyenight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/feeds/113096492864865422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18579469&amp;postID=113096492864865422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113096492864865422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18579469/posts/default/113096492864865422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyenight.blogspot.com/2005/10/story-of-if.html' title='The Story of If'/><author><name>Donovan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15483254728669589375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/kurant/bottle21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
