<?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-6685776123233483137</id><updated>2011-10-20T18:58:25.203+08:00</updated><category term='Reviews'/><category term='My Travel'/><category term='My Stuff'/><category term='Nothing But Complains'/><category term='Random'/><category term='Bahasa Melayu'/><category term='Food for thought'/><category term='My Country'/><category term='My Life'/><category term='Gems of the Internet'/><category term='Photography'/><category term='Stupidity'/><category term='Craps'/><category term='Coded Message'/><category term='My Views'/><category term='Photoshop'/><title type='text'>NoBle Palace</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>128</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-661631226293106934</id><published>2011-07-22T05:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T01:53:06.385+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food for thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Views'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gems of the Internet'/><title type='text'>How Often Do You Change Your Light Bulb?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YtYxuTBNuU/TZ41w7GcAqI/AAAAAAAABos/4WJfFCYJPFY/s400/light-bulb-moment.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="311" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YtYxuTBNuU/TZ41w7GcAqI/AAAAAAAABos/4WJfFCYJPFY/s400/light-bulb-moment.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;How often do you change your&amp;nbsp;light bulb? Once a year? Twice a year? With so many light bulbs in my house, I have to change the light bulbs quite a number of times in a year. I think most of us never ever questioned : "why are the life span of light bulbs so short?". We have come to a stage where we generally accept the idea that light bulbs just do not last forever, that they will burnout therefore we will have to buy and replace them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the question is : "with so many advanced technology at our expense, why hasn't any scientist come up with a light bulb that will last forever?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-awlYd3egl2o/TiiPhyTNdvI/AAAAAAAAA94/58xxWBzfuR0/s1600/template.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="355" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-awlYd3egl2o/TiiPhyTNdvI/AAAAAAAAA94/58xxWBzfuR0/s400/template.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, they have already invented an everlasting light bulb since early 1890s. And the light bulb is still functioning at this very moment. It's the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Centennial_Light"&gt;Centennial Light&lt;/a&gt; at 4550 East Avenue, Livermore, California, and maintained by the Livermore-Pleasanton Fire Department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why our "modern" light bulbs can't even compete against their predecessor is because of two words -&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Planned_obsolescence"&gt;Planned obsolescence&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Planned obsolescence in industrial design is a policy of deliberately planning or designing a product with a limited useful life, so it will become obsolete or nonfunctional after a certain period of time. This forces consumers to purchase products which are a little newer, a little better, and a little sooner than necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started during the industrial revolution when the use of machines has enabled products to be produced faster and cheaper. Products are being manufactured at such a rate that the consumers couldn't keep up with the machines. That's when&amp;nbsp;planned obsolescence came in. Products are designed to fail after certain amount of usage, or certain amount of time after purchase, so that the people will continue to buy from either the manufacturers or their competitors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its not only happening to light bulbs. Products such as refrigerators and washing machines built in East Germany once were officially stipulated to be able to work for 25 years yet now, how long can your fridge function before you call the service crew?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.newworldorderreport.com/News/tabid/266/ID/7545/Xerox-printer-found-to-have-a-killswitch-inside-the-machine-automatically-making-the-machine-broken-after-a-certain-number-of-prints.aspx"&gt;Kill switches&lt;/a&gt; are installed in printers to stop the devices from printing after certain number of prints. Even the smartphone giant, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ipod#Criticism"&gt;Apple&lt;/a&gt;, uses the same tactic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The side effect of&amp;nbsp;planned obsolescence is that people are becoming more and more obsessed with new gadgetry. When there's a new phone, they want to be the first to have it. When there's a new collection by a famous designer, they want to be the first to wear them. Imagine the amount of resources wasted because of this&amp;nbsp;behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thewip.net/contributors/ban_nigeria.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://thewip.net/contributors/ban_nigeria.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where is this post going? Honestly I don't know. To learn more about&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;planned obsolescence, watch the Light Bulb Conspiracy &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=endUcoHsCVY"&gt;Part 1&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jt2irMKzxiY"&gt;Part 2&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ewg_ma5ikzU"&gt;Part 3&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7WjexAnv3Kw"&gt;Part 4&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;where I've learned all the things in this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Add on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9GorqroigqM"&gt;The Story Of Stuff&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(recommendation by &lt;a href="http://www.thenutgraph.com/who-are-we#peiling"&gt;Pei Ling&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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term='Gems of the Internet'/><title type='text'>How The People "Welcomed" Malaysia's PM</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zw8ylW4HvGc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5gE_U2mvjV4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/sT-5H-WBkww" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-3847470305950923701?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/3847470305950923701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/zw8ylW4HvGc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-6982758204087422242</id><published>2011-07-16T01:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T01:26:07.143+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Craps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stupidity'/><title type='text'>Najib &amp; Rosmah Meet The Queen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BzJT0pihpSg/TiB3nnxhfnI/AAAAAAAAA90/Vh3vCIaeqW4/s1600/Jib.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BzJT0pihpSg/TiB3nnxhfnI/AAAAAAAAA90/Vh3vCIaeqW4/s400/Jib.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Paying the due&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-6982758204087422242?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/6982758204087422242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2011/07/najib-rosmah-meet-queen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/6982758204087422242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Country'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Register As Voter (Malaysia)</title><content type='html'>Fetched my friends, Ming Yang, Chin Zheng &amp;amp; Meng Siang to Bukit Raja Shopping Centre's post office to register them as voter today. It only took all three of them about 15 minutes from walking into the post office till they walked out as a registered voter as the system has become very efficient nowadays. So I'm calling all Malaysian who are qualified to register themselves as soon as possible as every vote counts. There's no use rambling and/or ranting about the government or the current system in Malaysia if you don't even bother to exercise your right as a citizen. So do the right thing. Register and vote for a better future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 6px; padding-top: 6px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1qNPA3T6j7k/ThyRWyEp0VI/AAAAAAAAA9w/_P0YJQE1j8w/s1600/269417_10150186053267465_546172464_6122647_2022711_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1qNPA3T6j7k/ThyRWyEp0VI/AAAAAAAAA9w/_P0YJQE1j8w/s400/269417_10150186053267465_546172464_6122647_2022711_n.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center;"&gt;Three of them registering at post office.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;REGISTER AS A VOTER (FACTS)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT IS MEANT BY THE REGISTRATION OF ELECTORS ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Registration of Electors, as provided for under the law, enables qualified Malaysian citizens to register as electors. The registration is carried out throughout the year. In addition it allows the Registered Electors who have changed their address to register at the new place of residence. Electors are also encouraged to check their names in the verified Electoral Rolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHY DO YOU NEED TO REGISTER ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To secure your right to vote in an election and exercise your right as a citizen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHO IS A QUALIFIED ELECTOR?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A Malaysian citizen&lt;br /&gt;- Has attained 21 years of age:&lt;br /&gt;- Is residing in any Election Constituency in Malaysia; and&lt;br /&gt;- Has not been disqualified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HOW TO REGISTER ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Go personally to the Registration Centre;&lt;br /&gt;- Take along your Identity Card;&lt;br /&gt;- Ensure Form A is correctly filled by the staff before signing the form; and&lt;br /&gt;- Keep one copy of the form as proof of your registration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHERE CAN YOU REGISTER ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Election Commission of Malaysia Headquarters&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;State Election Offices&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;All Post Offices with computer facilities in the country;&lt;br /&gt;Commission’s mobile teams;&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;Other places specified by the Election Commission as Registration Centres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(source:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.spr.gov.my/eng/"&gt;http://www.spr.gov.my/eng/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To check for voter status, visit&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://daftarj.spr.gov.my/NEWDAFTARJ/DaftarjBI.aspx"&gt;http://daftarj.spr.gov.my/NEWDAFTARJ/DaftarjBI.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-3065099790509898662?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/3065099790509898662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2011/07/register-as-voter-malaysia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/3065099790509898662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/3065099790509898662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2011/07/register-as-voter-malaysia.html' title='Register As Voter (Malaysia)'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1qNPA3T6j7k/ThyRWyEp0VI/AAAAAAAAA9w/_P0YJQE1j8w/s72-c/269417_10150186053267465_546172464_6122647_2022711_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Klang, Selangor, Malaysia</georss:featurename><georss:point>3.043061 101.44065709999995</georss:point><georss:box>2.9499774999999997 101.35558309999995 3.1361445 101.52573109999996</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-1416236136551236982</id><published>2011-07-12T04:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T04:20:50.838+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Country'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Views'/><title type='text'>Right But Wrong - My Experience of BERSIH 2.0 (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>Continuing with the story.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as we looked around us, we realized that we are standing quite near to the front line and I told myself : "This is not looking good man". My original plan was to just show up at KL and support BERSIH 2.0 while spending most of the time at somewhere safe, you know, somewhere which is out of the tear gas and water cannon's range. But since we were already there, we just stood there and continued with all the slogan chanting and national anthem singing. While standing in the midst of the crowd, there is a sense of unity, righteousness, and I definitely felt stronger. Just a simple glance at the people around us and we can see that Malaysian of all walks of life are there on that meaningful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qv9K4uw2nCk/ThspdXagABI/AAAAAAAAA9g/H-c88BMRnzc/s1600/angmor.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qv9K4uw2nCk/ThspdXagABI/AAAAAAAAA9g/H-c88BMRnzc/s400/angmor.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Ang Mor&lt;/i&gt; (foreigner) was spotted among thousands of Malaysian.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;After a while, a few leaders came to give their speech and it seems like there are some negotiation that happened between them and the police. Chanting of slogans continued after speeches were given. Our group refrained ourselves from chanting slogans which are associated with certain political parties and stick to those which are of neutral stand point. It is common when some people tries to hijack the rally to suit their personal agenda. We stood together with the crowd at Jalan Stadium until 3 something and one of the leaders told us that we have came here today to have a rally and we have accomplished what we wanted to do, and it is time for us to &lt;i&gt;bersurai&lt;/i&gt; (dismiss). After hearing that, I thought that the rally on that day went peacefully without any clashes from both sides, but i was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was during the march back that I realized the vast number of people who came on that day to support BERSIH 2.0. A lot of uncles aunties asked us which university we're from and where do we stay. Friendly people are all around us and at that time, I truly felt the warmness of living in a multiracial country where people can put down their differences and walk together for a common cause they believe in. Upon reaching the basketball stadium, reporting crew from TV3 can be seen standing on the second floor of the building and were booed by most of the passerby. From my point of view, the reporter was acting&amp;nbsp;unnecessarily&amp;nbsp;tense. Who knows, may be his boss asked him to act that way on TV. While passing by an&amp;nbsp;ice cream&amp;nbsp;vendor, the chanting turns from "BERSIH BERSIH" to "ICE CREAM ICE CREAM", which i find very amusing. And personally, I think this is how the atmosphere of a peaceful demonstration should be like - an atmosphere of happiness, fun and unity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon reaching Petaling Street, I saw a&amp;nbsp;bespectacled&amp;nbsp;man with a big national flag walked to the front of the crowd and asked us to sing national anthem together. I found out later that the man was &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wong_Chin_Huat"&gt;Wong Chin Huat&lt;/a&gt;. After the national anthem, we walked to Pasar Seni junction and saw FRU blocking the path on the other side. Again Wong Chin Huat requested the crowd to sing "Negaraku" one more time while marching towards the FRU and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=epYQCL6fwtI&amp;amp;t=9m58s"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; happened. I saw the gas canister flying in the air and landed about 20 feet from us. We all ran to safety and me and Cindi ran to a back alley where a few others were seeking shelter. A short while after being exposed to the gas, I felt the effect of the gas which is burning sensation around my face and my arms. Cindi immediately took out the jar of salt she brought and distributing to the people around (The day earlier, I found out that salt and lemon juice could reduce the effect of tear gas and chemical laced-water). I took out the lemon juice I brought and shared it with a few of them as well. At the back alley, there were Malay, Chinese and Indian, all helping one another by offering of fresh water and salt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the gas has cleared, we went to regroup with our group and found that Pei Ling was missing as she was taking photos of the march when the tear gas was fired. Jerry went looking for her while we take some time to get a breather. When both Jerry and Pei Ling came back, we walk to Pasar Seni and was getting on the way to go back since its nearing 4pm and we have done what we wanted to do on that day. When we were at Pasar Seni, the FRU fired another round of tear gas at the crowd without any provocation, warning or whatsoever. While the crowd are walking away from the gas and moving towards KL Sentral, we heard a loud boom and found out that the police which are standing in the upper floor of the police station beside Pasar Seni threw a plastic bottle full of water at the crowd. This seriously reflect how unprofessional the so called "protector of the land" behaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way back to KL Sentral, we saw an old lady walking with a middle age couple. The old lady was 85 years old and came all the way from Puchong on her own to support the rally. The middle age couple was there to accompany her as she was all alone. When asked about whether her family knew about her coming to the rally, she told us that she didn't dare to let her son and daughter know because they wouldn't have let her come on that day. She really is a very good example which all of us should learn from. If an 85 years old granny can join the rally and let the world hear her, why can't the thousands of youngsters sitting in their air-conditioned room do the same?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5T_jnTtAu9Q/ThtWvmGDY7I/AAAAAAAAA9o/TlbykPgcwSc/s1600/DSC00958.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5T_jnTtAu9Q/ThtWvmGDY7I/AAAAAAAAA9o/TlbykPgcwSc/s400/DSC00958.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wonder Woman&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;When we reach KL Sentral, we had ourselves a celebration toast as we have accomplished our main goal (although standing in the front line was not part of the plan T.T).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jR8yWHjRUh4/ThtYLw5THvI/AAAAAAAAA9s/f4bzhodRrdA/s1600/268929_2048524526440_1044262430_32273402_4783384_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jR8yWHjRUh4/ThtYLw5THvI/AAAAAAAAA9s/f4bzhodRrdA/s400/268929_2048524526440_1044262430_32273402_4783384_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A small toast among our group members&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-1416236136551236982?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/1416236136551236982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2011/07/right-but-wrong-my-experience-of-bersih_12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/1416236136551236982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/1416236136551236982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2011/07/right-but-wrong-my-experience-of-bersih_12.html' title='Right But Wrong - My Experience of BERSIH 2.0 (Part 2)'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qv9K4uw2nCk/ThspdXagABI/AAAAAAAAA9g/H-c88BMRnzc/s72-c/angmor.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-4941251161405546476</id><published>2011-07-11T04:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T04:33:48.522+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Country'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Views'/><title type='text'>Right But Wrong - My Experience of BERSIH 2.0 (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>BERSIH 2.0 is the talk of the town now. Countless news, articles, photos and videos of the rally was posted and&amp;nbsp;re-posted&amp;nbsp;on my&amp;nbsp;Facebook news feed. Time for me to tag along this boat. :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the morning of July 9th, me and Jerry (driver) went to fetch Pei Ling from her house. We departed from Klang shortly after 7am and drove straight towards Taman Bahagia LRT station using Federal Highway as planned. We weren't wearing any yellow clothing because our plan was to "infiltrate" into Kuala Lumpur without being too obvious. (If not because of Pei Ling's advice, I might have worn the new yellow T-shirt I've bought two days ago solely for this purpose and got arrested before reaching KL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The number of cars on the road were lesser than normal. As we were driving nearer to the Batu Tiga toll, traffic condition worsen and we were at a slow crawl soon after because of the roadblock setup by our "highly efficient" police force. Initially, I was quite worried as I fear the police would examine thoroughly &amp;nbsp;and discover the three dust masks and goggles I have in my bag. I quickly hid the masks under the passenger seat. But as we were getting closer to the roadblock, the police were seen doing nothing at all and letting all the car pass. The police was using this tactic to create fear among the people as a mean to reduce the number of supporters who will join the rally (not doing a very good job though).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we drove pass the roadblock, traffic was extraordinarily smooth. We reached Taman Bahagia and had a light breakfast at a kopitiam while waiting for Pei Ling's friend, Cindi to join us. Police officers were seen standing guard at the entrance to the station but weren't doing anything much as well. Before boarding the LRT, I had myself a can of Redbull, hoping that the extra energy boost will last me the whole day. Our destination was KL Sentral where we would gather and wait for further instructions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment we walked into KL Sentral, police officers were seen walking about (which instantly increases the nervousness in me). We walked towards Monorail KL Sentral and met with Adrian, who is Pei Ling's friend and our commander of that day. We were told to wait at any place indoor while waiting for further instructions. At that moment, several helicopters were spotted flying around the area. The people and vehicles around that area were significantly lesser than what I have seen the last time I was there about two years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to an Indian restaurant at Little India (i can't remember the restaurant's name). The restaurant apparently had been visited by our prime minister, Abang Jib when he visited Little India. There were pictures of him &lt;strike&gt;interacting with&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;smiling lewdly to a group of people of Indian ethnic while having a &lt;i&gt;yamcha &lt;/i&gt;session at the restaurant. While having our foods and drinks, we felt a very strong gust of wind (which several folded tables and motorbike were blown down) and heard noise from a chopper. Being natural&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;kaypo(s)&lt;/i&gt;, we went out to have a look and saw a helicopter hovering at about 5-6 storey high. The helicopter then flew away but have managed to upset some of the people. Adrian came to join us at the restaurant to brief us. He notified us that there is no force in this rally and that we came to the rally on our own free will. There are still time for us to head back home if we wanted to and there is absolutely no shame in doing so. We were also told about the dangers involve and what action to be taken if we were arrested. Personally, I am very afraid of getting arrested, but I believe in the cause that BERSIH 2.0 is fighting for, and I am willing to sacrifice for that cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finishing the meal, we went back to KL Sentral Monorail to meet with a couple of Pei Ling's friends, Douglas and Andy, who are joining our group. We went to Old Town at Jalan Thambipillay to have some drinks while waiting for zero hour to arrive. News of arrest are coming in from several online sources, making me more and more nervous every passing minute. At about noon, my mom called and asked me why I din bring my IC. I checked my wallet, found that to be true and remembered that I took out my IC from my wallet a day earlier (HOLY SHIT). Fortunately I still have my driving license with me but I have to tell myself "All Izz Well" several times to calm myself down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 1pm, we paid the bill and started walking towards Petaling Street through Pasar Seni after Pei Ling had received instructions from Adrian as she was the leader of our group. We walked in pairs to avoid being stopped by police and along the way, more and more people can be seen walking in the same direction. As we are moving towards a bigger crowd, several people with red and teary eyes were seen walking by us and it seems that they have been tear-gased at other place. Being a total noob when it comes to KL map and direction, I didn't even have the slightest idea which road leads to where and therefore have to constantly ask my friends about where are we heading to. We followed the crowd, saw a group of FRU marching from the other end of the path, turned around and move in another direction. We came to a complete halt (if not mistakenly) at Jalan Stadium. Taking a look around us, we can literally see &lt;i&gt;people mountain people sea&lt;/i&gt; (chinese idiom) and suddenly, FRU were spotted and we realized that we are standing quite near to the front line O.O!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uSKObGhp9zo/ThoHW6P8avI/AAAAAAAAA9c/TGCvCxhsso8/s1600/fru.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uSKObGhp9zo/ThoHW6P8avI/AAAAAAAAA9c/TGCvCxhsso8/s640/fru.JPG" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[TO BE CONTINUED......]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-4941251161405546476?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/4941251161405546476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2011/07/right-but-wrong-my-experience-of-bersih.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/4941251161405546476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/4941251161405546476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2011/07/right-but-wrong-my-experience-of-bersih.html' title='Right But Wrong - My Experience of BERSIH 2.0 (Part 1)'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uSKObGhp9zo/ThoHW6P8avI/AAAAAAAAA9c/TGCvCxhsso8/s72-c/fru.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Malaysia</georss:featurename><georss:point>3.13954 101.70027000000005</georss:point><georss:box>-0.19309949999999976 91.70272000000004 6.4721795 111.69782000000005</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-3008571743974794770</id><published>2011-07-07T11:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T11:52:18.514+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Views'/><title type='text'>A lot of explaining to do</title><content type='html'>Imagine this scenario:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"25 years from now, your child comes to you and ask: "Mom/Dad, how come our country is in such a devastated state? I've read about our country's history and I've learned that 80 years ago, when our country first acquired independence from the British, we were a peaceful country, full of potential to become a developed country. We have abundant of natural resources, skilled workers, trained professional and once, we even had the tallest building in the whole world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened? Why are we so far behind countries such as Korea, Singapore, Taiwan &amp;amp; Hong Kong? Even countries which were once few decades behind us have surpassed us. Countries such as Myanmar, Indonesia,&amp;nbsp;Philippines and Vietnam is now doing better than our country. What happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to all the natural resources? The oldest tropical rainforest is now nothing but a barren wasteland. And worse still, more and more people are dying due to radioactive exposure from the rare earth processing facility and the recent meltdown of our nation's first nuclear power plant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Police are everywhere in the city. But they are not there to protect and serve the people. They have become the government's tool to oppress the people. Police bullies and bribery are everywhere even during broad daylight. I thought our country is a democratic country? When has our country turned into a military state?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously Mom/Dad, WHAT HAPPENED?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about this. Think about how should you answer to your child. In my opinion, there are only two answers. A long one and a short one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The long one being:&lt;br /&gt;"My child, I'm sorry for not fighting for your rights when i had the chance. I'm sorry for being a coward back then. I was afraid. I was afraid of learning the truth, i was afraid of standing up for my own rights, I was afraid of choosing any sides. All my youth, I've neglected my responsibility as a citizen. I never even try to learn about what's going on in our country. I'm sorry for letting all these become reality. I'm sorry."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The short one being:&lt;br /&gt;"My child, I'm sorry. I did my best to fight for a better future for you, but i have failed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which answer you'd rather tell your child? Better spend some time on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;P.S : Politics in Malaysia has never been "Malay vs Chinese vs Indian". Do not be misled by&amp;nbsp;irresponsible &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;selfish&amp;nbsp;politicians.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-3008571743974794770?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/3008571743974794770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2011/07/lot-of-explaining-to-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/3008571743974794770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/3008571743974794770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2011/07/lot-of-explaining-to-do.html' title='A lot of explaining to do'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-8959757834505665673</id><published>2010-10-29T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T18:44:49.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is always the darkest before dawn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/TMqWekRFWRI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/mkEhNqe2cUw/s1600/motivator8643da2303f72584ab5a09e24838217de807f4e6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/TMqWekRFWRI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/mkEhNqe2cUw/s400/motivator8643da2303f72584ab5a09e24838217de807f4e6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's the time of the semester when everything's piling up. Assignments, projects, test, exams....everything. It'll be a stressful period. There might be very little comfort zone for the coming 4 weeks. So hope everyone can make it through. Whatever it is.....just keep hanging on, because seriously, what else can you do right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The sky is always the darkest before dawn. After this, all of us will get to enjoy ourselves at least for a while before the final semester of our 4 years course. I can't believe it's coming to an end already. Having mixed emotion about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, good luck to all who are still fighting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-8959757834505665673?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/8959757834505665673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2010/10/it-is-always-darkest-before-dawn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/8959757834505665673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/8959757834505665673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2010/10/it-is-always-darkest-before-dawn.html' title='It is always the darkest before dawn'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/TMqWekRFWRI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/mkEhNqe2cUw/s72-c/motivator8643da2303f72584ab5a09e24838217de807f4e6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-2553430880374131811</id><published>2010-10-10T16:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T16:20:05.802+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Views'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Craps'/><title type='text'>Suddenly Today is Important?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/TLF2s0gAgQI/AAAAAAAAA9E/Viqy9m8fOaM/s1600/motivatorfe028350351081012cba7f3dea6a0736dbf9b8c1+-+Copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/TLF2s0gAgQI/AAAAAAAAA9E/Viqy9m8fOaM/s400/motivatorfe028350351081012cba7f3dea6a0736dbf9b8c1+-+Copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is a very special day, as the day, month and year indicate a very unusual number 10-10-10.....or so they say. Some also claimed that this&amp;nbsp;October&amp;nbsp;is special as it has 5&amp;nbsp;Fridays, 5 Saturdays, and 5 Sundays, which occurs every few hundred years.......or so they say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's do something. Take out any calender you have. Digital, oldschool, or even old calenders. Seriously, take a look at the calender of yours. Have you notice anything? Sure, today is 10-10-10 which comes every 100/1000 years (depending on how you see it). But, take a look at the date after today. It's 11-10-2010. Aside from being a Monday, it is also a day which only occurs once in the whole lifetime of the universe (unless someone invented a time machine that is).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I'm trying to say is, &amp;nbsp;most humans (including me) are very fascinating creatures. We like to give ourselves a reason to celebrate something or a reason to make something special. But what we &lt;s&gt;didn't&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;choose not to&amp;nbsp;realize&amp;nbsp;is that someone/sometime/someplace/something is special because we wanted it to be. Why not we make everyday special so that everyday is a day worth celebrate? Why not we make everyday special so that we would wanna be with our loved ones everyday because it's a special day? Of course this is just a concept (which has the same role as those concept car), it only gives an idea for people but not practical at all. Because if everyday is special, then it will null itself since every special day would just be like any other special day, which makes it not a special special day @.@&amp;nbsp;***I'm CONFUSED***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, hope this concept will give you some food for thought. Expect more craps from me soon. Peace out......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-2553430880374131811?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/2553430880374131811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2010/10/suddenly-today-is-important.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/2553430880374131811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/2553430880374131811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2010/10/suddenly-today-is-important.html' title='Suddenly Today is Important?'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/TLF2s0gAgQI/AAAAAAAAA9E/Viqy9m8fOaM/s72-c/motivatorfe028350351081012cba7f3dea6a0736dbf9b8c1+-+Copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-3270756884970445817</id><published>2010-10-06T18:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T14:27:15.693+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Views'/><title type='text'>Weakening Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://katysconservativecorner.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2008/05/21/dog20tired.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="262" src="http://katysconservativecorner.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2008/05/21/dog20tired.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not mine T.T&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Just got home from a very very tiring day indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday has been the busiest day of the week for this semester. Every&amp;nbsp;Wednesday&amp;nbsp;starts with Maintenance class at 10am so i have to wake up at about 9. After performing the daily morning ritual of face cleansing, tooth brushing, hair combing and &lt;s&gt;ass wiping&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;consuming a big mug of Nestum, i dragged myself to attend the 1st lecture of the day which is basically listening to a maintenance technician talking about his past working experience for 1 hour @.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached class at 10am sharp and.......TADA.....class was canceled without any news or word from anyone (which was not the first time already). Went on minding our own business until 11 when it's time for another class which is the tutorial for Control. Attending Control tutorial is also a very &lt;s&gt;dull&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;shitty phase of the day as I have to listen to a monotonous guy talking about things that I don't really understand in a way which I don't really comprehend. Seriously, lecturers and tutors should attend acting/speaking/teaching classes to learn about the art of teaching. Just because a person is qualified academically doesn't mean he/she is qualified to teach. Passion and commitment are also very important parts of teaching. If the lecturers/tutors weren't able to showcase these qualities, how do you expect us students to show interest in the subject?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, comes the most&amp;nbsp;anticipated&amp;nbsp;&lt;s&gt;event&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;part&amp;nbsp;of the day which is the Automation Lab. It's the most interesting part of the day because I actually feel productive for once throughout the whole day. What do we do in our automation lab you might ask. Well, we learn to design a program which makes a system automatic where we only need to press the start button and things will go from A to B, pass by C, flip at D, rotate at E and the whole thing start all over again. It's not something difficult to learn but it's the only thing&amp;nbsp;I've&amp;nbsp;learned today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-3270756884970445817?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/3270756884970445817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2010/10/weakening-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/3270756884970445817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/3270756884970445817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2010/10/weakening-wednesday.html' title='Weakening Wednesday'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-9153605987086036367</id><published>2010-10-05T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T00:15:42.277+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Making A Comeback</title><content type='html'>Okay guys, here I am, trying to make a comeback for my blog which has collected a couple inches thick of dust (or may be even more). Kinda regret my absence for the past YEAR O.o Has it really been that long? Well, i guess.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;Too many things have contributed to my absence&lt;/s&gt;.....well that's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;bullshit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;....let me rephrase.....&lt;s&gt;I've been distracted by too many things&lt;/s&gt;...........again&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-size: x-large;"&gt;bullshit&lt;/span&gt;......what's the right sentence i should use......ah yes....I've been a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;BIG TIME LAZY ASS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.....yeah....that should explain everything loud and clear XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So....after being absence most of the time for so long, I logged into my account, I see this text balloon highlighting the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;New Template Designer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; which sounds so interesting (at least to me it was....lol). I've changed the outlook of my blog (finally a change after such a long time), tweak with some layout options and for the first time, I'm using a photo which&amp;nbsp;I've&amp;nbsp;taken personally as my blog's background image. Hurray for me!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here am I, sitting on my chair in front of my laptop figuring what to blog about. Where should i start? Hm......may be some random shit? Some recent event?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok let's start with the random shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final Year Project is a pain in the ass (to me). My project title is "1 legged 2R hopping robot" which is something most people can do without much trouble. The main problem I'm facing now is the Chapter 2 - Literature Review which I should have submitted on the 21st of September (which was 2 weeks ago). Luckily Mr Chua (my project supervisor) was kind enough to grant us (all the students taking FYP under him) time extension which I hope is&amp;nbsp;indefinitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to the next random shit, I hate incompetent lecturers who also act like ass. During my past 3 years as an undergrad, (I presume that) I've seen all kinds of lecturers. There are lecturers who are good at teaching, who can make us understand most of the things he/she is teaching. There are also lecturers who are not so good at teaching but we can see that they are trying to improve themselves as they are new to this. And then there're these few lecturers who &lt;s&gt;are not good&amp;nbsp;&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;suck at teaching yet they behave and talk so arrogantly just because they have a Doctorate &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; Lecturers like them are the reason I'm reluctant to wake up on&amp;nbsp;Tuesday&amp;nbsp;and Friday morning. Oh wait.....that's not true, I'm reluctant to wake up every single day XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, moving on to recent event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The UMS 12th Convocation is nearing (coming weekend). Those who will be graduating this year (mostly seniors) are talking about how they are gonna celebrate, how they plan their stay during convo week and also inviting those who are still studying (the juniors) to attend whereas, those who have friends/ girlfriends who will be graduating are busy helping to find&amp;nbsp;accommodation&amp;nbsp;and transportation. Hm......I wonder how will my convocation experience be like 1 year from now? Most importanly, who will attend?&amp;nbsp;O.o&amp;nbsp;I can only wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's all for folks......peace.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-9153605987086036367?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/9153605987086036367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2010/10/making-comeback.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/9153605987086036367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/9153605987086036367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2010/10/making-comeback.html' title='Making A Comeback'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-8358625333424742035</id><published>2010-06-02T09:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T09:29:44.193+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>Genting &amp; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/S98ekvKMgWI/AAAAAAAAA8E/KB23SRCOL-E/s1600/Sad_Bear.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/S98ekvKMgWI/AAAAAAAAA8E/KB23SRCOL-E/s400/Sad_Bear.jpg" width="360" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Will there be a time when i will be missed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-1233749899799400483?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/1233749899799400483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2010/05/will-there-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/1233749899799400483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/1233749899799400483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2010/05/will-there-be.html' title='Will there be?'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/S98ekvKMgWI/AAAAAAAAA8E/KB23SRCOL-E/s72-c/Sad_Bear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-8161745175043394471</id><published>2010-04-27T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T23:34:45.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not My Old Self Anymore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/S9bX_VyWicI/AAAAAAAAA78/BJWhspME7FM/s1600/sad_man.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="316" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/S9bX_VyWicI/AAAAAAAAA78/BJWhspME7FM/s320/sad_man.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There was a time, where i would describe myself as a pleasant fellow. I would proudly tell people that i am happy with what i have, satisfied with what i've been given and thankful for all that i'm blessed with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sadly, that is not the case anymore. Recent chain of events have changed me. Even people who was once very close to me, who somewhat look up to me, who we promised each other to keep the friendship till we grow old, starts to despise me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Countless times i had this nightmare where i was sitting in a room with a bunch of my friends and the rest of them were chatting happily with each other but just not to me. None of them even notice my existence. Even the person i care about the most is among them. Yet there's no waking up from this nightmare because it is not but the reflection of the reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I knew who I wanted to be, I wanted to help people. It brings me happiness, Even if I am damned regardless. ~ Dr. Carlisle Cullen &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-8161745175043394471?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/8161745175043394471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2010/04/not-my-old-self-anymore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/8161745175043394471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/8161745175043394471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2010/04/not-my-old-self-anymore.html' title='Not My Old Self Anymore'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/S9bX_VyWicI/AAAAAAAAA78/BJWhspME7FM/s72-c/sad_man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-6149033428752620383</id><published>2010-04-18T04:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T04:33:45.588+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Views'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Facebook Anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img227.imageshack.us/i/dsc00520n.jpg/" target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://img227.imageshack.us/img227/5072/dsc00520n.jpg" width="97%" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It has only been like 2 years since I&amp;nbsp; registered as a Facebook user, and yet since that very day, every single time i open up my browser whether it's Mozilla, Chrome or even IE, it will be the 1st website I'd visit. In fact, i grew tired of selecting Facebook from my bookmark tab that i set it as my homepage and successfully reducing the number if clicks to reach Facebook O.o And i bet I'm not the only one doing this. Tsk tsk tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Funny as it is, until 2 years ago,&amp;nbsp; Facebook never exist in my life. Yeat Hon (my ex-roommate) was the one who introduced Facebook to me yet I declined his invitation at that time. Soon, as more and more people started using it, i joined in the fun. Yet if you'd asked me right here right now whether i can live without it? I don't think i can. Can you live without Facebook?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Facebook has been my window to my friends, especially with the live-feed they implemented a while ago. It has become a CNN for me which reports what my friends are doing, where are they, what did they have for meals, are they angry or sad, and I'll even know whether they're asleep or awake (as long as they post something on Facebook). Yeap, that's how powerful Facebook is. A couple of months ago, Jerry even held a primary school gathering just by inviting our former classmates through Facebook and it was quite a success in my opinion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yet, there are a few strange things i find about Facebook. Well, not Facebook actually but the people who uses Facebook. Any users can request to befriend another user, and when they're in our friends list, we can know everything about them (which they have keyed in for other users to view of course). What's strange about this is, there are people who talks about this "friend" they have in their list, what their "friend" is currently up to, what game their "friend" is playing, and they can talk as though they have known this friend for a long. Yet in reality, when they do meet this so called "friend" of theirs in person, there isn't even a single "hello" from either side. Occasionally, I do talk about things i found out from Facebook, but not to the extent where people who heard me would think that I'm talking about my best friend. It just don't make any sense to talk about someone whom you barely knew as though you're talking about an old friend. Right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Another thing that i find strange? It's how people say one thing in the virtual world and do another in reality @.@ It's like, i posted on Facebook that I got no appetite to eat, whereas in reality, i'm eating 2 sets of McD. What's the point right? Trying to grab attention may be? Well people should stop doing things like that. Nobody demands you to post everything you do on Facebook, so if you don't feel like telling the truth, just don't post. There's no need to make up stories and stuffs, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, i'm getting more and more whiny recently. Really gotta stop doing that as it will only pisses people around me. Yaiks O.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh ya, a dear friend of mine who has over 70 Facebook account asked me, will Facebook ever go unpopular? My answer was, i think it will, just like Friendster or MySpace or any other networking websites. But i sure hope it will stay in its place for as long as it can, because I'm still pretty much enjoying it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Why does my friend has over 70 Facebook account? Well, to play games of course. Tsk tsk tsk. This friend of mine would log in each account, perform a few clicks and log out, ALL 70 ACCOUNTS........EVERYDAY @.@ now that's what i call perseverance.....hahaha....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-6149033428752620383?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/6149033428752620383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2010/04/facebook-anyone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/6149033428752620383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/6149033428752620383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2010/04/facebook-anyone.html' title='Facebook Anyone?'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-8205709827520819232</id><published>2010-04-14T11:58:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T18:31:53.527+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>Sutera Harbor Photography Session</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A picture is worth a thousand words. This is my &lt;del&gt;lazy&lt;/del&gt; way of covering for my absence for the past year i guess. Tsk tsk tsk. Hopefully more will come in time. In the form of words of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img42.imageshack.us/i/dsc2591o.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img42.imageshack.us/img42/651/dsc2591o.jpg" border="0" width="97%" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Casting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img576.imageshack.us/i/dsc2598.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img576.imageshack.us/img576/4014/dsc2598.jpg" border="0" width="97%" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img683.imageshack.us/i/dsc2619.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img683.imageshack.us/img683/4581/dsc2619.jpg" border="0" width="97%" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Empat Sekawan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img689.imageshack.us/i/dsc2628.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img689.imageshack.us/img689/5715/dsc2628.jpg" border="0" width="97%" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cleaning Up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img130.imageshack.us/i/dsc2642x.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img130.imageshack.us/img130/51/dsc2642x.jpg" border="0" width="97%" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img694.imageshack.us/i/dsc2650o.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img694.imageshack.us/img694/3348/dsc2650o.jpg" border="0" width="97%" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img85.imageshack.us/i/dsc2667.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/7289/dsc2667.jpg" border="0" width="97%" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Have a Seat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img717.imageshack.us/i/dsc2677w.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img717.imageshack.us/img717/928/dsc2677w.jpg" border="0" width="97%" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Silhouette of a fishing aficionado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-8205709827520819232?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/8205709827520819232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2010/04/sutera-harbor-photograph-session.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/8205709827520819232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/8205709827520819232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2010/04/sutera-harbor-photograph-session.html' title='Sutera Harbor Photography Session'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-6355951393928525670</id><published>2010-01-16T14:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T14:29:57.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There was a time</title><content type='html'>There was a time when every single joke shared were laughed together no matter how foolish it might look.  But now, the laughters were gone and only a chuckle or 2 can be heard once a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a time when the msg tone would ring non-stop throughout the whole day and every msg sent would be replied almost instantly. But now, my cellphone seems to be getting a bit shy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a time when things i said were taken seriously. But now, i think my words sound like they're full of shit to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a time......and i miss it.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-6355951393928525670?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/6355951393928525670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2010/01/there-was-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/6355951393928525670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/6355951393928525670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2010/01/there-was-time.html' title='There was a time'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-6597518833483865918</id><published>2009-12-05T01:43:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T04:38:11.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>失去</title><content type='html'>自私是必须付出代价的。付出的代价，往往是世上最珍贵，也是无法取代的东西。&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;一切的一切，都是自己的所作所为，所以自己应该承受所有责怪及责任。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;妈说：“做人怎么可以三心两意，必须想清楚了才决定”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;姐说：“怎么可以这样欺负人家的女儿”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;这些话听了，心感觉好像被一万枚针刺着，难以形容的疼。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;像我这样不懂得怎样去爱的人，是没资格谈恋爱，也没资格得到别人的爱。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;六年，说长不长，说短不短。播着周董的歌，让我想起了从前的快乐和回忆。可为何如今会失去这些感觉。答案只有一个，那就是因为我是个自私，自大，贪心又胆小的懦夫。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;谢谢妳这些年来，对我的疼爱，支持，以及所有所有数不清的付出。但是也很抱歉，我却一再又一再的让你伤心及失望。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;真心希望你能找到一个比我更懂得爱惜你，珍惜你的人。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-6597518833483865918?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/6597518833483865918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/6597518833483865918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='失去'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-3258027831183729413</id><published>2009-11-25T06:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T07:37:04.742+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Strange Dreams</title><content type='html'>Haven't been able to sleep soundly these past 2 days. Kept on having some weird dreams, 3 to be exact. All 3 of them brought me back to sabah, and every time i wake up, my heart would beat like 1800 bps.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the 1st dream, i was in a warehouse which i dunno where the location's at, but since &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pingg1?ref=ts"&gt;William&lt;/a&gt; was there, i assumed that it is at sabah. Can't remember well about the 1st dream except that it involves a lot of hiding in drums, running in stair case and so on. Kinda like the final fighting scene in some of the more retro HK films.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was just yesterday morning. I went to bed at 4am, woke up to that dream and found out that it's only 5am and it's raining heavily outside. Rain water pouring on my sis-in-law's car was so loud because the awning outside was blown away by the previous heavy down pour and nothing's shielding the car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, got back to sleep shortly after that and found myself in sabah again (in my dream). This time, it's a little more realistic as i was in my house back in sabah. All my house mates were there including some other friends who came over to study (it's kinda like a big revision group). Minding my own business, i went upstairs, open my door just to find that there're a group of strangers studying, doin projects and so on in my room. I went to ask my house mates WTF is that, and he said: "aiya, you have ppl over to study all the time, what's wrong with us having a few ppl this time?". Feeling pissed, i went out to grab a meal hoping they would be gone when i'm back. Only then that i realised that my wallet's upstairs in my room. I went back to my room and found that these people in my room is distributing the money in my wallet. At that point of the time,  i raised my fist and was gonna hit someone in the face but i woke up to find that it's 7.30am already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having 2 weird dreams within 4 hours~~~~phew~~~~that's a first for me~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, it's 6 something in the morning, and i'm wide awake blogging. If you've guessed that "CV probably have another weird dream", then you're absolutely correct. I had my 3rd weird dream and this time, it's a lot more realistic than the previous 1, because everyone and every places in the dream were so real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's about me and my friends playing futsal  at yayasan sabah. Then suddenly one of my friends said "hey, tomoro maths paper no need study?" I was like "haiya, relax la, still got time." Then after a while, all of them went to eat Bak Kut Teh while i was still playing futsal. They told me that after the meal, they would go back study straight away. After a while, i rode of in my bicycle (yes, a bicycle that i haven't rode in years). I went around the area before arriving at a Bak Kut Teh shop which looks exactly the the one under the bridge back in klang. &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=777776201&amp;amp;ref=ts"&gt;Eric&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pingg1?ref=ts"&gt;William&lt;/a&gt; were there eating and they ask me to join them. I asked eric to tapau for me (=.=") and then while goin out from the shop, i met yong sing. He told me he don't have enough time to study already. Calmly, i told him "don't worry, i already plan pien pien liao, tomoro's paper is at 11am, later 11pm i'm gonna start study and still have 12 hours to study". After saying that, i found myself lying on my bed in my room and it's 6 something in the morning......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still feeling very weird about all these dreams~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-3258027831183729413?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/3258027831183729413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2009/11/strange-dreams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/3258027831183729413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/3258027831183729413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2009/11/strange-dreams.html' title='Strange Dreams'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-8668173618227966567</id><published>2009-11-21T06:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T17:56:47.147+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Views'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Answer This</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zDHJ4ztnldQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zDHJ4ztnldQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who knew me surely are aware that i am an atheist, or at least i claim to be. For those of you are curious about why i don't believe in god, may be you should reconstruct your question in to : "why should i believe in god?"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that i can go to heaven when i'm dead? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have to believe in heaven in the 1st place in order to believe in god, and i don't believe in heaven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that i can be a better person with god's guidance?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How many of you knows someone who is religious yet they aren't the best kind of person you'd like to be around with because of their attitude and how many of your friends are not religious at all yet they're a joy to be around with?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that i can/will do good deeds?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a non-believer yet i can do good deeds. If you're doing good deeds just because you're afraid of being judged and punished by your god, then there's something seriously wrong with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The purpose of this post is not to offend anyone, it's just to voice out my opinion.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-8668173618227966567?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/8668173618227966567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2009/11/answer-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/8668173618227966567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/8668173618227966567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2009/11/answer-this.html' title='Answer This'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-990369719374816453</id><published>2009-09-26T01:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T02:34:43.015+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Country'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Views'/><title type='text'>Why no Bak Kut Teh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;List of Malaysian Heritage Food:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nasi Lemak&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nasi Ayam&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nasi Kunyit (Pulut Kuning)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nasi Tumpang&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nasi Kerabu&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nasi Dagang&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nasi Himpit&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nasi Goreng Kampung&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nasi Ulam&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ketupat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lemang&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pulut Kukus Periuk Kera&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mee Mamak&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Laksa&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mee Kari&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Char Kuay Teow Pulau Pinang&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Laksa Johor&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mee Siam&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bubur Pedas Sarawak&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bubur As-Sura&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bubur Sum-Sum&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bubur Kacang Hijau&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sagu Gula Melaka&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kuih Bingka Ubi&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rendang&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Serunding&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ayam Percik&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Manok Pansoh&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Masak Asam Pedas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gulai Tempoyak Ikan Patin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ikan Bakar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ikan Panggang Tanah Liat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gulai Lemak Umbut&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gulai Lemak Cili Padi&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gulai Asam Rom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kari Kepala Ikan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kurma Daging/Ayam&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pajeri&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Masak Ikan dan Pisang Dalam Buluh&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yong Tau Foo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Daging Dendeng&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ayam Panggang&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Botok-Botok Ikan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sambal Tumis&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chili Crab&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Teh Tarik&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cendol&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Air Batu Campur (ABC)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Air Kelapa&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Air Selasih&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hinava/Umai&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pekasam&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tempoyak&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Otak-Otak&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sambal Belacan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cencaluk&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sambal Gesek Ikan Bilis&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sate @ Satay&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yee Sang&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sata&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Telur Pindang&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kerabu Mangga Muda&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Acar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kuih Keria&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kuih Koci&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Akok&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kuih Seri Muka&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kuih Cara&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kuih Bingka&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kuih Bakul&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kuih Bulan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kuih Cincin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kuih Bakar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kuih Sepit&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Apam Balik&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pisang Goreng&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Keropok&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Opok-Opok&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Karipap&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buah Melaka @ Ondeh-Ondeh&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lempeng&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bahulu&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dodol&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lempuk Durian&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wajik&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seri Kaya&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Halwa&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Agar-Agar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pulut Panggang&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tapai&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Masalodeh&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Putu Mayam&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Murukku&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Roti Jala&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Roti Canai&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tosai&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Penderam&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kuih Lopis&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Laddu&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ubi Kayu&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;source from &lt;a href="http://www.warisan.gov.my/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;view=article&amp;amp;id=165"&gt;http://www.warisan.gov.my/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;view=article&amp;amp;id=165&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let's play a game called spot the "BAK KUT TEH". Ready, set, GO!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How? Can't find eh? Ok, 1st and foremost, i really must give a thumbs up to the gomen for making this list. BUT.......gimme a minute. Let me see how many of these food have i tasted, seen or heard of. 1,2,3,4..........20......30.....40,41,42,43,44. That's the number of food that i've tasted, seen or heard of out of the 100 in the list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK, here's a simple question. Why is Air Kelapa which is something u can find anywhere in the tropical area is included in the list but the "to-die-for-mother-or-all-food-which-can-be-served-as-breakfast-lunch-or-dinner" which is THE BAK KUT TEH not included? Okay, may be i am over reacting on this but, can u blame me? I'm from Klang you know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another question, what's the point of making a list if u can't even make it right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a pic of the ORIGINAL KLANG BAK KUT TEH that i took last December&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/Sr0L0lkH-xI/AAAAAAAAA6U/yed5bEweXxw/s400/DSC_0001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385473727469714194" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&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/6685776123233483137-990369719374816453?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/990369719374816453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2009/09/why-no-bak-kut-teh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/990369719374816453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/990369719374816453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2009/09/why-no-bak-kut-teh.html' title='Why no Bak Kut Teh?'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/Sr0L0lkH-xI/AAAAAAAAA6U/yed5bEweXxw/s72-c/DSC_0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-3738300298785226508</id><published>2009-09-18T00:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T00:35:51.297+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gems of the Internet'/><title type='text'>Fragrant Spirit Of Life - Sam &amp; Esther</title><content type='html'>A friend of mine asked me to watch this video just a while ago. I am literally speechless and stunned. Please spare some time to view this video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3v7ZQUzr0yo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3v7ZQUzr0yo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I teared my eyes looking at how the elder sister took care of her siblings even though she's just 8 years old herself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-3738300298785226508?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/3738300298785226508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2009/09/fragrant-spirit-of-life-sam-esther.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/3738300298785226508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/3738300298785226508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2009/09/fragrant-spirit-of-life-sam-esther.html' title='Fragrant Spirit Of Life - Sam &amp; Esther'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-8323128658877990444</id><published>2009-09-10T22:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T02:20:59.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words: Flower or Poison?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The greatest pain one person can inflict on another is neither by punching with fist nor kicking with leg, but by words coming from our mouth. A wounded heart heals much much slower than a wounded body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Think before we say something regarding other people. Not everyone is as lucky as we are. Not everyone has the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;privilege&lt;/span&gt; of choosing between good, better and best; but are forced to choose between bad, worse and worst. So do not be judgemental for whatever choices they made so long as they do not bring any harm to you and the people you care about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You might feel superior or comfortable when bad-mouthing or spreading rumours about someone, but before doing that, please be reminded that the other person is also a human being just like us. They would laugh when they're happy, cry when they're sad and bleed when they're injured.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you think that you're friend is heading a wrong direction or having some problems, the 1st thing you're suppose to do is to talk to that friend to see if there's anyway to help. May be things aren't as they appeared to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;God blessed us with 2 things that other living being doesn't have which is the ability to think logically and the ability to speak. Use them wisely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;People who are judgemental are bound to be judged&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-8323128658877990444?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/8323128658877990444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2009/09/words-flower-or-poison.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/8323128658877990444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/8323128658877990444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2009/09/words-flower-or-poison.html' title='Words: Flower or Poison?'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-8384691878634776756</id><published>2009-07-23T15:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T00:03:18.939+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Carven - My 9 weeks old nephew</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: -webkit-monospace; 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white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="300" data="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="intl_lang=en-us&amp;amp;photo_secret=ce03135f4e&amp;amp;photo_id=3662424732"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" bgcolor="#000000" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="intl_lang=en-us&amp;amp;photo_secret=ce03135f4e&amp;amp;photo_id=3662424732" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/6685776123233483137-8384691878634776756?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/8384691878634776756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-9-weeks-old-nephew.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/8384691878634776756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/8384691878634776756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-9-weeks-old-nephew.html' title='Carven - My 9 weeks old nephew'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-9007159125378762877</id><published>2009-07-09T09:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T09:50:59.903+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Views'/><title type='text'>A bit of everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Science and maths in BM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, so that's something new, at least right at the moment. Yet it's something that isn't that unexpected, especially by the current government. A few weeks back, even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Anwar&lt;/span&gt; stood up and agreed on the matter. Somehow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; with his decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years back while i was just a secondary student, the government changed the medium in teaching science and maths from BM to English and at that time, i thought to myself : "wow, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/span&gt; finally has some improvement in the education area and we can at least catch up a bit by learning these subjects in English". Prior to that, i don't even know what the hell is an "apparatus", seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The government think that they can make the people more patriotic by making them to learn in the national language. But in my point of view, if the students continue to learn science and maths in BM, they would be left out from the rest of the world especially those who are weak in English. So at the end of the day, more and more people would hate BM because they would think that BM is the reason that had slowed them down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my friend just told me that it's not the problem with the medium they use, it's the teaching method they use. Couldn't have agree more on this. Anyone of you who have been through &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Malaysia's&lt;/span&gt; education system must have notice the flaw in it. But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;nevertheless&lt;/span&gt;, it would take them years to improve on that, but we might have the upper hand if English is used as a medium in teaching Science and Maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;New Environment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same state, same university, same car, same house, same room. So what's so different? For the passed year, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; been sharing room with 2 other friend - jun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hui&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;kam&lt;/span&gt; foo. It was great all the while but 3 person sharing a not-so-big room would make things a little crowded. So at the end of last semester, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Kam&lt;/span&gt; Foo decided to move out together with his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;course mates&lt;/span&gt; (he was the only non-engineering student in the whole house) leaving me and jun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;hui&lt;/span&gt; to share a room which i can describe by "spacious for 2 but crowded for 3". Well, the rent has gone up because of that too, but still, happier than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;New Lens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, my bro bought me a 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; hand 55-200mm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;nikkor&lt;/span&gt; lens which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; very grateful of. Haven't got the chance to try it out though. Hopefully there will be trips in the coming months. Wanna make full use of the lens so i won't be wasting my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;bro's&lt;/span&gt; money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is a photo i've taken on my trip to Bukit Cahaya at the begining of sem break. Took quite a few photos that day but only a few turned out nice. Didn't get the lighting i want because it was hazy the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SlVG2uRxDDI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/xYoZ8wG4_nA/s1600-h/DSC_0759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SlVG2uRxDDI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/xYoZ8wG4_nA/s400/DSC_0759.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356265237776501810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-9007159125378762877?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/9007159125378762877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2009/07/bit-of-everything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/9007159125378762877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/9007159125378762877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2009/07/bit-of-everything.html' title='A bit of everything'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SlVG2uRxDDI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/xYoZ8wG4_nA/s72-c/DSC_0759.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-9205349626966661678</id><published>2009-06-04T14:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T14:39:54.407+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nothing But Complains'/><title type='text'>Another reason to flee to other countries?</title><content type='html'>Encouraging students to take max of 10 subjects in SPM, great idea. Limiting the max number of subjects student can take in SPM, stupidest idea ever. Another great example of chopping the toes to fit the shoe. Great job in worsening the country's already beaten-up education system. Fantastic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-9205349626966661678?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/9205349626966661678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2009/06/another-reason-to-flee-to-other.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/9205349626966661678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/9205349626966661678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2009/06/another-reason-to-flee-to-other.html' title='Another reason to flee to other countries?'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-463353744375764258</id><published>2009-04-28T03:52:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T05:02:51.916+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>What My Name Means (Numerology)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;You entered: &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ANG CHUNG VI&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;There are 10 letters in your name.&lt;br /&gt;Those 10 letters total to 52&lt;br /&gt;There are  3 vowels and 7 consonants in your name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your number is:&lt;/b&gt; 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;The characteristics of #7 are: &lt;/b&gt;Analysis, understanding, knowledge, awareness, studious, meditating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;The expression or destiny for #7:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought, analysis, introspection, and seclusiveness are all characteristics of the expression number 7. The hallmark of the number 7 is a good mind, and especially good at searching out and finding the truth. You are so very capable of analyzing, judging and discriminating, that very little ever escapes your observation and deep understanding. You are the type of person that can really get involved in a search for wisdom or hidden truths, often becoming an authority on whatever it is your are focusing on. This can easily be of a technical or scientific nature, or it may be religious or occult, it matters very little, you pursue knowledge with the same sort of vigor. You can make a very fine teacher, or because of a natural inclination toward the spiritual, you may become deeply emerged in religious affairs or even psychic explorations. You tend to operate on a rather different wavelength, and many of your friends may not really know you very well. The positive aspects of the 7 expression are that you can be a true perfectionist in a very positive sense of the word. You are very logical, and usually employ a quite rational approach to most things you do. You can be so rational at times that you almost seem to lack emotion, and when you are faced with an emotional situation, you may have a bit of a problem coping with it. You have excellent capabilities to study and learn really deep and difficult subjects, and to search for hidden fundamentals. At full maturity you are likely to be a very peaceful and poised individual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;If there is an over supply of the number 7 in your makeup, the negative aspects of the number may be apparent. The chief negative of 7 relates to the limited degree of trust that you may have in people. A tendency to be highly introverted can make you a bit on the self-centered side, certainly very much self-contained . Because of this, you are not very adaptable, and you may tend to be overly critical and intolerant. You really like to work alone, at your own pace and in your own way. You neither show or understand emotions very well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Soul Urge number is:&lt;/b&gt; 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;A Soul Urge number of 4 means: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the Soul Urge or Motivation number of 4 you are likely to strive for a stable life. You tend to follow a rather orderly pattern and systematic approach in your endeavors. You have an inner desire to serve others in a methodical and diligent manner. You want to be in solid, conventional, and well-regulated activities, and you are somewhat disturbed by innovation and erratic or sudden changes. Excellent at organizing, systematizing, and managing, you have a way of establishing order and maintaining it. You are responsible, reliable and in the final analysis, practical. Highly analytical, you can see your way through all sorts of situations and generally have a clear understanding of the issues. You are a very honest, sincere, and conscientious individual. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;The negative side of the 4 is rigid, stubborn and somewhat narrow-minded. There is a tendency to hide feelings, or to really not be aware of real feelings. Avoid being too rigid and stubborn in your thinking, and try to always see the big picture rather than becoming to involved with the detail. Don't be afraid to take a chance once in awhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Inner Dream number is:&lt;/b&gt; 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;An Inner Dream number of 3 means: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You dream of artistic expression; writing, painting, music. You would seek to more freely express your inner feeling and obtain more enjoyment from life. You also dream of being more popular, likable, and appreciated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I've decided to post this since i'm operating at a different wavelength and many of my friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;may not really know me very well. Somehow i feel quite proud about that statement, it makes me feel special in some kinda strange way. That's the way i am - strange.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anyway, i find this analysis quite accurate. Try it yourself &lt;a href="http://www.paulsadowski.com/Numbers.asp"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; if u think so too. Post a comment if u find it not so true. Thank you for reading the whole passage eventhough it's quite long (for me). It shows that you're interested in knowing me better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;P.S: uploaded more photos to my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/nobleang/BeginnerSPhotographyAttemptsAlbum1#"&gt;Beginner's Photography Attempts Album 1&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;which &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you all can find at the right side bar. How bout a preview?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="georgia"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SfYU3S-HIII/AAAAAAAAAwI/UG-eelnlGuU/s512/DSC_0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 342px; height: 512px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SfYU3S-HIII/AAAAAAAAAwI/UG-eelnlGuU/s512/DSC_0121.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-463353744375764258?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/463353744375764258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-my-name-means-numerology.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/463353744375764258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/463353744375764258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-my-name-means-numerology.html' title='What My Name Means (Numerology)'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SfYU3S-HIII/AAAAAAAAAwI/UG-eelnlGuU/s72-c/DSC_0121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-3899661821323148778</id><published>2009-04-15T20:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T21:17:04.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P. Dear Dear Dr. Harimi</title><content type='html'>Was planning to post something here after abandoning my blog for more than a month. Just did not foresee that i would be blogging about another death in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Harimi Mohamad, &lt;a href="http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-favorite-doctors.html"&gt;a lecturer whom i deeply respect&lt;/a&gt;, had passed away last night suffering from terminal cancer. We were all aware that he was getting very sick since he last taught us last semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seniors who are studying under him this semester told us that his condition had gotten so worse that he would sometimes just stare blank at the class (may be it was the effect of his treatment). He was frequently seen accompanied by his wife and daughter this semester because of this. His wife would help him to move around the school. Really glad that he can spend his final days with his love ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended his funeral this afternoon after the ceremony had ended (not sure if there's any). A few other lecturers were there too, paying their final respect. He was survived by his wife, son, daughter and sister who teaches us Numerical Method in place of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farewell Dr. Harimi - my mentor, my teacher, my friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-3899661821323148778?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/3899661821323148778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2009/04/rip-dear-dear-dr-harimi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/3899661821323148778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/3899661821323148778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2009/04/rip-dear-dear-dr-harimi.html' title='R.I.P. Dear Dear Dr. Harimi'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-6399424327738353120</id><published>2009-03-07T23:05:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T00:23:39.532+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Saddened...Truely, Deeply  Saddened</title><content type='html'>Yesterday morning, i woke up at about 10am and straight away sat in front of my comp playing a &lt;a href="http://www.3kingdom.com.my/"&gt;new online strategy&lt;/a&gt; game I'm currently addicted to. While i was on it, i received a call from William. He said that his girlfriend's course mate had an accident, severely injured and put into ICU. He asked me whether me or anyone i know have blood type O because they needed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i asked around and most of the ppl i know does not have the same blood type. Then while i was having my lunch, i received several messages from friends around UMS, urging ppl who have the blood type to donate their blood saying that a guy named "Chok"'s life was in danger. (things were getting pretty serious)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my lunch, came back and asked William what had happened actually. He said he's not very clear with the situation but what he knows is, that fellow fell into a huge drain just beside my school and was discovered after about 4 hours. He was in a life threatening situation and doctor said it'll all depends whether he'll regain conscious within 24 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of us talked about that incident and all of us thought that Chok would probably survive. Then, just this afternoon, while i was again playing that game, William came into my room telling me the guy from yesterday had just passed away. It was at this exact moment that i had recalled that according to the messages I've received yesterday, the guy studies Kimia Industri and named "Chok". I also recalled that the fellow who had just passed away is actually the guy sitting in front of me in Kadazandusun class who always wear a Kimia Industri T-Shirt. See where I'm getting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, what the f*ck? Is this even real? Well i not really close with him but we were classmates for more than a year. And last Tuesday when i had my oral assessment, i chatted with him for a while, asking how was his preparation and stuff. *sigh* posting this so that i will remember him in the future because when a good person dies, there should be some difference in this world, ppl should feel sad about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-6399424327738353120?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/6399424327738353120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2009/03/saddenedtruely-deeply-saddened.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/6399424327738353120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/6399424327738353120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2009/03/saddenedtruely-deeply-saddened.html' title='Saddened...Truely, Deeply  Saddened'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-8042928296476121743</id><published>2009-02-19T10:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T17:21:32.582+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Here comes the pain</title><content type='html'>It's already week 7 of our lecture week and all the stuff that have been accumulated now came pouring in like there's no tomorrow. Having Mechanics of Machines midterm this Saturday and both Advance Applied Mechanics and Kadazandusun midterm next Tuesday. To make matter worse, we were informed to submit our formal lab report next Tuesday too. OMFG. Luckily Mr. Chua is understanding enough to postpone the due date to the week after. Phew....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*McD Spree*&lt;br /&gt;I guess most if not all of you have already eaten or heard about McD's McLunch promotion which costs only RM6.25 after tax. You can either have a McChicken, Fillet-o-Fish, McNugget or Double Cheeseburger. A bunch of my coursemates went to have McD last tuesday during lunch but i couldn't join because i was having my Kadazan class that time (sigh). But i did join them on Thursday, Friday and this Monday too. The most memorable is when i had 2 sets of McLunch on Friday because Hai Yew was daring me to do it and i told him i would do it if he also does the same. Ended up not eating anything for the next 23hours. I guess 2 sets of McD can supply enough energy for an average adult for 20+ hours O.O Goin to McD for lunch later and when i go to town tomoro for my technopreneurship's assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Assignment*&lt;br /&gt;Having very little assignment this semester compared to other sem which can explain the amount of free time i've had for the past few weeks. However, there's 1 very interesting assignment we are having which is the above mentioned - technopreneurship's assignment. Our lecturer requested us to find a [REAL] shop / company in Sabah which does not have a website and we have to design a webpage for them. Okay, it's not as tough as it sounds, because we're using &lt;a href="http://www.mariniaga.com/main/searchresults.aspx"&gt;mariniaga.com&lt;/a&gt; which i heard is managed by our lecturer. All we need to do is to design a banner, intro page, company profile and upload all the products on the website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My project partner, Ah Fatt and I have found a shop called Outdoor Gear which sells what else - stuff that you need for outdoor adventure. Went to town thrice for the project. 1st time was to scout for potential shop. 2nd and 3rd time was to get photos and info of their products. Spent about 4 hours thinking and editing the banner for the website last weekend and Ah Fatt is uploading the products as we speak. I'm glad that i can put all the stuff i've learned from using &lt;a href="http://www.gimp.org/"&gt;GIMP&lt;/a&gt; for the past 4 years into good use. Anyone who is curious, feel free to visit the shop's website &lt;a href="http://www.mariniaga.com/main/c_default.aspx?seller=11131"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Just for additional info, i got all those ideas from this site &lt;a href="http://www.mariniaga.com/main/c_default.aspx?seller=11043"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Song I'm listening to now*&lt;br /&gt;Here's a song which I'm listening to now which is also an annoyance to my roommates because it's the only song in my play list currently. That's how i am, i always listen to a new song which I'm very fond of repeatedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RMDPAnB246c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RMDPAnB246c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-8042928296476121743?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/8042928296476121743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2009/02/here-comes-pain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/8042928296476121743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/8042928296476121743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2009/02/here-comes-pain.html' title='Here comes the pain'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-4363362794204156967</id><published>2009-02-11T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T00:04:05.299+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photoshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Taken care of</title><content type='html'>Another peaceful and smooth week have passed. It's kind of weird and a bit annoying for me seeing students from every other courses are working their ass off while i'm enjoying my sweet uni life. Is there some problem with our course? I certainly hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been lacking inspiration and will to blog since last sem break. But i DO think about what to write almost everyday, just that most of the things i thought of are either too subjective or just lack of depth. So do forgive me for the randomness of my points. OMG, blogging is getting tougher and tougher for me T.T I wonder how others manage to blog every few hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK let's start with a little thing called "power nap" &lt;power nap=""&gt;. Sounds interesting, no? During yesterday's advance applied mechanics lecture, Mr Chua asked us, "who usually took power nap?". Of course having heard the term &lt;power nap=""&gt; for the 1st time, i stared blank at him. So he went on and explain power nap is the usual afternoon naps we take to refresh our mind. Aiya, nap ma nap la, no need use such powerful adjective la. According to him, power nap usually are about 30 mins ONLY. Nap more than that and our body will turn into "sleep mode" which causes us to feel tired no matter how long we take the nap. Talking about backfiring O.O I guess that's the reason i feel tired all the time. Most of the naps i took usually ranged from an hour up to a couple. So to try out this so called &lt;/power&gt;&lt;/power&gt;"power nap", i took a 30 mins nap this afternoon and you know what? He's very very right. I do feel energized after the nap and yawn lesser throughout the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;power nap=""&gt;&lt;power nap=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Random strikes*&lt;br /&gt;I've been using a new towel since saturday. Brought it from Klang during CNY break. Mom said she couldn't wash it in time for me so asked me to wash it myself once i'm here. Being a lazy ass as i've always have, i didn't wash it and used it straight. What's the effect of not doin so? Everytime i wipe my body with it after bathing, countless microfiber got stuck in my hair, on my face, my body, everywhere. And as i use it to wipe my face, some of the fiber are irritating my eyes @.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Random strikes* Again*&lt;br /&gt;Since i've got too much free time in my hand, i've decided to read the photography ebook i had downloaded titled "Understanding Exposure" &lt;understanding exposure=""&gt; by Bryan Peterson. It was recommended by Brian (somewhat my photography tutor). Well, i've downloaded it for quite sometime but can't even reach page 100 of the 157 paged book. So, while reading the book, i've got some inspiration from how the author captured a photo of a tree. Suddenly i realised that i too had taken a photo of a tree which was quite similar in that book (minus the awesomeness of it). So i decided to photoshop it and see if i can geta great effect out of it. One thing led to another and i've come up with a result which pleases me very much and guess what? I'm sharing with you guys (well, i know only a handful of ppl read my blog if any).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/understanding&gt;&lt;/power&gt;&lt;/power&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SZLxUj3ggaI/AAAAAAAAAhM/GcUb9eNWZSc/s1600-h/tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SZLxUj3ggaI/AAAAAAAAAhM/GcUb9eNWZSc/s400/tree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301565046896230818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;power nap=""&gt;&lt;power nap=""&gt;&lt;understanding exposure=""&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SZLb_qj05nI/AAAAAAAAAhE/heHSPh48jCA/s1600-h/tree.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SZLb_qj05nI/AAAAAAAAAhE/heHSPh48jCA/s400/tree.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301541598171293298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/understanding&gt;&lt;/power&gt;&lt;/power&gt;Result (click on it, quickly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I named this "Taken care of" which is the title of this post. It's because to me, it looks as if the elder tree is taking care of the younger one. And that's all folks. Nitez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;power nap=""&gt;&lt;power nap=""&gt;&lt;understanding exposure=""&gt;&lt;/understanding&gt;&lt;/power&gt;&lt;/power&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-4363362794204156967?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/4363362794204156967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2009/02/taken-care-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/4363362794204156967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/4363362794204156967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2009/02/taken-care-of.html' title='Taken care of'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SZLxUj3ggaI/AAAAAAAAAhM/GcUb9eNWZSc/s72-c/tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-2759252166621461986</id><published>2009-02-04T11:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T16:50:38.864+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>New Year Break</title><content type='html'>Haven't been able to sit down quietly to update my blog until now =.=" well, it was mostly because of my lack of determination as i was in auto pilot mode (and still is) since came back from new year break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, where to start?........hm........aha, let's start with the part where i had KFC for 6 consecutive days during CNY. To make long story short, here's how it happened :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ate KFC at KK airport on the day i went back.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sa Chap&lt;/span&gt; (30th of the lunar calendar) noon, bought KFC for lunch as mom ordered.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chui Yit&lt;/span&gt; (1st day of CNY) ate leftovers of the previous day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chui Dee&lt;/span&gt; (2nd day of CNY) bought KFC as supper for dozens of relatives who came to visit.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chui Sa, Chui Si&lt;/span&gt; (3rd and 4th day of CNY) ate the leftovers.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;This new year was pretty much the same as the previous ones except for the lack of sounds from the fire crackers. Here's a summary of the things i've done during the whole week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24th night, went to AEON Jusco with Jen Lim and my cousin Chiew Yang. Jen Lim was looking for a pair of heels and Yang was looking for a pair of sandles. After 3 hours ++ of scouting, neither of them can find what they want =.=" left AEON at 10pm to catch Red Cliff at Bukit Raja Jusco with the gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25th (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa chap&lt;/span&gt;) Woke up and it's almost time for lunch. After praying and lunch, went to Bukit Raja Jusco again with Jen Lim to look for her heels. Only this time, i've brought reinforcement - MY SIS. After that, went to Kapar to fetch 2 of my sis's friends as they also wanna go shopping. Went to Klang Parade and walked until 5pm. Reach home and it's time to eat 团圆饭 (reunion dinner). Nothing much happened after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chui Yit&lt;/span&gt;, went to 大舅's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chui Dee&lt;/span&gt;, went to 二舅's house. And my dad's side relatives came at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chui Sa&lt;/span&gt;, hm....what happened on that day already hah? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cham&lt;/span&gt; la can't remember well. Ah.. went to watch Underworld 3 with the gang and another dinner with my mother's side relatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chui Si&lt;/span&gt;, visited a handful of houses with the gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chui Goh, originally goin for badminton in the morning but i couldn't wake up. Ended up joining the gang for Bak Kut Teh lunch. Then Ming Yang, Yann Tong and Master Wong dropped by and played dota =.=" After that, i played "supersize me" on the dvd player and apparently all of them can't stand watching documentery and fell asleep.....literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chui Goh/ Chui Lak, went Yann Tong's house and played Mah Jong until saturday morning. Total time play - 8 hours O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chui Chit, packed my bag and went back KK :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took quite a lot of photos during the whole week but only manage to find a few which are interesting (to me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SYkJEY5C92I/AAAAAAAAAe0/FPXHadasmuQ/s1600-h/DSC_0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SYkJEY5C92I/AAAAAAAAAe0/FPXHadasmuQ/s400/DSC_0075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298776407583946594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SYkJEBGpF9I/AAAAAAAAAes/d2zZva0lD9k/s1600-h/DSC_0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SYkJEBGpF9I/AAAAAAAAAes/d2zZva0lD9k/s400/DSC_0074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298776401198520274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SYkJENtgTEI/AAAAAAAAAek/MRGLLMbOZjY/s1600-h/DSC_0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SYkJENtgTEI/AAAAAAAAAek/MRGLLMbOZjY/s400/DSC_0034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298776404582747202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SYkJEKNaBcI/AAAAAAAAAec/-DiPfvCUwl4/s1600-h/DSC_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SYkJEKNaBcI/AAAAAAAAAec/-DiPfvCUwl4/s400/DSC_0026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298776403642811842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SYkJDy4OBSI/AAAAAAAAAeU/cxCCxLZgykg/s1600-h/DSC_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SYkJDy4OBSI/AAAAAAAAAeU/cxCCxLZgykg/s400/DSC_0016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298776397379929378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SYlWmWvA_KI/AAAAAAAAAe8/n1qcLCT8qk0/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SYlWmWvA_KI/AAAAAAAAAe8/n1qcLCT8qk0/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298861653515893922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wanted to blog more often but lazy to think and type. Wanted to turn this blog into a photo blog but my photography's still sucks at the moment. sigh.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-2759252166621461986?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/2759252166621461986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-year-break.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/2759252166621461986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/2759252166621461986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-year-break.html' title='New Year Break'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SYkJEY5C92I/AAAAAAAAAe0/FPXHadasmuQ/s72-c/DSC_0075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-4904962998520801964</id><published>2009-01-16T23:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T00:26:37.040+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Muscle Ache</title><content type='html'>Argh....having muscle ache all over my body, from the tip of my head till the bottom of my foot. This is the worst muscle ache I've ever had since i can remember. When i woke up this morning, the pain was still bearable but as time goes on, it keeps getting worse. And most importantly, i like it a lot and enjoying every moment of it :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am i having muscle ache? Well, i went to Stadium Likas's gym yesterday together with the gang. I've always wanted to go there but never seemed to conjure up enough motivation to go there. But things changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story goes like this, last friday we (the gang) wanted to go swimming at Likas Swimming Pool. We reached there at about 3pm only to find that we can't use the large pool because there was an event held by Miri Swimming Association on that very same day. So, not wanting to waste our time goin that far and not doing anything, we went to the counter and asked about the entrance charge for the gym. But sadly, we can't enter the gym that day because we didn't bring our shoes with us. And that's when we promised ourself to come again the following week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, back to yesterday. We reach the gym at about 3pm and there were already quite a few ppl training in the gym. A few of them are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tai jek lou&lt;/span&gt; whose arms are bigger than my thigh =.=" And there i was standing in the corner of the gym not knowing where to start because it was my 1st time in a public gym. Then i saw &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Liang Wei &lt;/span&gt;and the others were doin some stretching and i followed them blindly XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 10 minutes in the gym, we were getting ourselves comfortable with the surrounding and started trying almost every piece of equipment there. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Da Niao&lt;/span&gt; came in late, an hour late to be exact because according to him, he had some problems with cats at his house. We continue to hang around until 5.30 before leaving. Wow, 2 and a half hours in the gym. Pretty good for first timer huh? Well, not really. Because 50% of the time, we were chatting and fooling around, 25% of the time, we were resting and 15% of the time, we were wiping away our sweats. The remaining 10% is the actual time we spent training ourselves which is only a mere 18 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do i like muscle ache? Because i know that I've done some workout and my muscles are damaged and being repaired. And when the pain goes away, i would have gain either size, strength or both :-D Definitely goin again next friday and hopefully this can be a weekly event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Targeted weight : 75kg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-4904962998520801964?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/4904962998520801964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2009/01/muscle-ache.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/4904962998520801964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/4904962998520801964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2009/01/muscle-ache.html' title='Muscle Ache'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-8507261574339460704</id><published>2009-01-11T00:35:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T02:08:37.750+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Another Short One</title><content type='html'>Hm....still haven't got back the momentum of blogging.....yet. So this will be a short 1 (hopefully it will get longer as it goes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd week of lecture (which happened to be my 1st week at Sabah) ended rather surprisingly. Thursday classes were canceled and there are no class nor tutorial on Friday. It sure sounds fun but not when you've got nothing to do for the whole day =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early in the morning (5.45am) today because i wanted to go photo shooting around campus with my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sim kua&lt;/span&gt; (D60). Since William and Chun Hui wanted to withdraw money from ATM, I've &lt;del&gt;invited&lt;/del&gt; forced them to join me with my photography session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st, we went to UMS's stadium and boy the views were great. Sadly, i couldn't fully capture it's beauty on my camera because I'm still lacking a &lt;del&gt;bit&lt;/del&gt; lot of experience. Discovered something new while i was walking around the stadium's perimeter. It turns out that right beside the stadium there is a small garden like area with gorgeous plants and flowers. Wouldn't have notice that if i wasn't taking photos of the place. Some of the nicest photos from stadium:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SWjRjTB2BZI/AAAAAAAAAeA/swUxYrTwx78/s1600-h/DSC_0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SWjRjTB2BZI/AAAAAAAAAeA/swUxYrTwx78/s400/DSC_0043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289708166680282514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SWjRjFrEYNI/AAAAAAAAAd4/jP0YfRwYLMY/s1600-h/DSC_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SWjRjFrEYNI/AAAAAAAAAd4/jP0YfRwYLMY/s400/DSC_0020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289708163095093458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SWjRg3iKEeI/AAAAAAAAAdw/h6nNooOnJcQ/s1600-h/DSC_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SWjRg3iKEeI/AAAAAAAAAdw/h6nNooOnJcQ/s400/DSC_0014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289708124939882978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After spending an hour or so at the stadium, we went to DKP (Dewan Kuliah Pusat) which is at the other end of the campus. There were ppl having some kind of function over there but we couldn't care less about them and continued taking photos. Shot from DKP:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SWjhdBKmHgI/AAAAAAAAAeI/XDruXsoJroY/s1600-h/DSC_0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SWjhdBKmHgI/AAAAAAAAAeI/XDruXsoJroY/s400/DSC_0078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289725650991980034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Walked on some muddy areas while searching for a nice frame and got my new pair of shoes all covered with mud. 1st thing that i did once i reached home was to clean my shoe because it aches my heart to see my new white colored shoes in such condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i uploaded some of the photos on my facebook account, i've asked a couple of friend of mine to comment on my photos. One of them was El and the other was her friend Brian. Both of them are also into photography and had given me a lot of useful comments by telling me what are the problems with my photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learned something new and essential today and hopefully will get better shots next time (which i predict will not be long from now).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminder to myself : "What is the story i wanna tell from this photo? What is the purpose of this photo?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-8507261574339460704?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/8507261574339460704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2009/01/another-short-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/8507261574339460704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/8507261574339460704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2009/01/another-short-one.html' title='Another Short One'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SWjRjTB2BZI/AAAAAAAAAeA/swUxYrTwx78/s72-c/DSC_0043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-2317312920063608245</id><published>2009-01-07T06:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T06:38:12.835+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>It's 6.23 in the morning. I've realized that I haven't been able to pay full attention in class during last semester because i was lacking some precious sleeping hours. So, knowing that i have an early morning class, I've decided to sleep earlier hoping to wake up refreshed for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 5.30 just now and was thinking : "hm, i could sleep for another 1 hour, how nice". Yet i wasn't able to get back into wonderland and just kept rolling on my bed. May be my body's alarm clock was disturbed from those late night activities and go-to-bed-in-the-morning i had during sem break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's only 1 class today which is Teknologi Elektrik from 8 till 10 (luckily).&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sei Foh&lt;/span&gt; la, still very tired T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other side, there is no class after today meaning i can do whatever i want on Thursday and Friday.....Yippee.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-2317312920063608245?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/2317312920063608245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2009/01/tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/2317312920063608245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/2317312920063608245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2009/01/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-7591177770742771372</id><published>2009-01-04T17:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T18:46:09.477+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>So Many Things To Say, So Little Mood To Type</title><content type='html'>Sigh, have been cut off from the virtual world for a whole month. I think this is the longest period I've gone without Internet access. I can even get internet access occasionally back when i was staying in campus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason for my absent? Well, i was using my nice neighbor's line since my 1st sem break a year ago because my family had canceled our own streamyx subscription and my neighbor's line was well available and password free. Then about a month ago, for no apparent reason, they've decided to set a password and therefore successfully removing the parasite (ME) from their line. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things had happened throughout the whole holiday which i wanted to blog about desperately. Yet sitting in front of my laptop in my room at Sabah, i've not the mood to write anything. The weather is ever gloomy which suits my feeling right now. They say that a picture's worth a thousand words. If that's so, then the pic best depict my feeling now is the 1 i just took a while earlier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SWCJdV8LPPI/AAAAAAAAAdo/gPDg_XLTqoM/s1600-h/DSC_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SWCJdV8LPPI/AAAAAAAAAdo/gPDg_XLTqoM/s400/DSC_0008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287377099731713266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-7591177770742771372?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/7591177770742771372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-many-things-to-say-so-little-mood-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/7591177770742771372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/7591177770742771372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-many-things-to-say-so-little-mood-to.html' title='So Many Things To Say, So Little Mood To Type'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SWCJdV8LPPI/AAAAAAAAAdo/gPDg_XLTqoM/s72-c/DSC_0008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-7019631921476069457</id><published>2008-11-30T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T14:52:47.413+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>OMFG, I Screamed Like A Little Girl At A Movie</title><content type='html'>Yes. Mr. Heart of Steel (as i like to describe myself to people) freakishly screamed like a little girl at a movie today. According to my memory, this is the one and only time I've ever watched a horror movie in cinema. And the horror movie which took my virginity was none other than --- &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Quarantine_%282008_film%29"&gt;Quarantine&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't very fond of the idea of watching horror movies at cinema since before i knew it. The only reason that i can think of is probably because I've always thought that watching horror movies at cinema with dozens (may be hundreds) of people isn't as scary/creepy as watching them in our own home with a few buddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Kiat Aik recommended that it is a movie worth watching, we've (the gang) decided to give it a try. And a hell of experience it was. While discussing which movie to watch, Ming Yang didn't quite agree to watch Quarantine because he had promised himself not to watch another zombie movie but after some persuading and forcing, we manage to get him to agree with us. Through out the movie, we screamed, laughed, freaked and laughed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever heard of induced fear? That's the fear you get when somebody around you appeared to be extremely scared. And that's the reason why i screamed like a girl (looking for excuses). During one of the scene, a zombie came out of nowhere and if i'm not mistaken, Wei Kuo who was sitting right beside me screamed out loud therefore causing a chain reaction between him, me and Meng Siang. I can't stop myself from laughing after that scene because it was utterly embarassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, i was so hyped up and happy (because i've just watched a great masterpiece) that i kept laughing even when i was inside the toilet. Those who aren't with me might have thought that the movie i had just finished watching is a comedy =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, nothing much to write about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;liao&lt;/span&gt;. Final words, even though Quarantine only got a mere 6.7/10 from IMDB, i totally recommend it as it will be an unforgetable experience. Yes, it's not just a movie, it's an experience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-7019631921476069457?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/7019631921476069457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/11/omfg-i-screamed-like-little-girl-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/7019631921476069457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/7019631921476069457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/11/omfg-i-screamed-like-little-girl-at.html' title='OMFG, I Screamed Like A Little Girl At A Movie'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-1931113978858512775</id><published>2008-11-25T10:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T11:53:20.503+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>回家真好</title><content type='html'>昨天下午4点半刚到家。发现比起之前两个学期，家里的变化少了很多。欣怡的门牙又掉了一颗，汉胜胖了很多（想要抱他多一下都没力气），也越来越会说话了。我去沙大之前，他还一直叫着我“小舅”，但现在却改口叫“小叔”，真是高兴得很。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SSt5OOsYXJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/CI3t0zJt64o/s1600-h/P1010947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SSt5OOsYXJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/CI3t0zJt64o/s400/P1010947.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272441074136669330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;哥哥在香港买给汉胜的超人衣&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;身在沙巴的5个月里，每天晚上只能享受电风扇微微的风，现在坐在电视机面前，却因为冷气机吹出来的风而发抖。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;上楼梯时，发现比起沙巴租房，家里的楼梯浅很多，还差一点钩到脚。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;晚上十点已经累得很的我，原本想取消出去的念头，但Tnesh坚持要来载我。也多谢他，我才没错过了跟老友聚会。奇怪的是，一开始说累了的我，一坐就坐了八粒钟，到了早上6点才回到家。聊了整晚，有的觉得我说的很有道理，有的觉得我讲了等于没讲，有的却觉得我在讲废话。没关系啦，都习惯了，谁叫他们是死党。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;回到家，肚子饿得很，但又累到没力气煮东西吃。还好这里跟沙巴的家不同，一开冰箱就有很多吃的。顺手拿了个杯，倒了杯牛奶喝，接着就睡着了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;睡醒时，已经是10点半了。但妈已经打包了经济面。回家真好。什么都不必烦真好。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SSt5OGx1aMI/AAAAAAAAAdg/6tA6eXK33us/s1600-h/P1010950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SSt5OGx1aMI/AAAAAAAAAdg/6tA6eXK33us/s400/P1010950.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272441072012060866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-1931113978858512775?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/1931113978858512775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/1931113978858512775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/1931113978858512775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='回家真好'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SSt5OOsYXJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/CI3t0zJt64o/s72-c/P1010947.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-717752057828300387</id><published>2008-11-16T15:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T16:46:52.708+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Death of My Gym Partner</title><content type='html'>Ok the story goes like this. Last night while working out in the room with my trusty &lt;a href="http://www.gyminthepocket.com/Welcome.html"&gt;Gym In The Pocket&lt;/a&gt; (which had been my workout partner  for a whole semester), it snapped. Argh!!!! Very &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sim tia&lt;/span&gt; (heart pain).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SR_Oqi2V2iI/AAAAAAAAAdA/rrOxvb8E8hQ/s1600-h/DSC04887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SR_Oqi2V2iI/AAAAAAAAAdA/rrOxvb8E8hQ/s400/DSC04887.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269157319351327266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I bought it just before i came to Sabah this semester and it cost me RM93. When i bought it, i asked the sales promoter whether the resistance band will last. He told me that it was manufactured using dunno what matrix method and it can be stretched to a surprising extend without failing. Well, he was right. The resistance band can be stretch to certain limit without failing, that's for sure. But the thing is, it came in a small box and in order to fit it in, the band was folded into halves......twice which causes some micro fractures to occured. After months of using it, those micro fractures grew and grew and finally the band gives in. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Band ar band,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;zo mi a ni zha tio si liao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (why die so early)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was planning to sell it to my friend at a cheaper price so that i could buy another Gym In The Pocket with higher resistance which cost well over RM100. *sigh* Guess I'll just have to buy another 1 with my own money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SR_OrAUD48I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/nHpEsbc2DpI/s1600-h/DSC04881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SR_OrAUD48I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/nHpEsbc2DpI/s400/DSC04881.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269157327260607426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SR_Oq8IloEI/AAAAAAAAAdI/yos0CTQOWCs/s1600-h/DSC04886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SR_Oq8IloEI/AAAAAAAAAdI/yos0CTQOWCs/s400/DSC04886.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269157326138744898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-717752057828300387?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/717752057828300387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/11/death-of-my-gym-partner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/717752057828300387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/717752057828300387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/11/death-of-my-gym-partner.html' title='Death of My Gym Partner'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SR_Oqi2V2iI/AAAAAAAAAdA/rrOxvb8E8hQ/s72-c/DSC04887.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-4318346101868604426</id><published>2008-11-10T01:03:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T09:39:18.803+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Huh? It's over already? (updates)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;**update** photos added at the bottom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, here i am blogging at 1 o'clock in the middle of the night......again. Well, who cares....I have all the time to sleep tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, and the day after that as well. This is all thanks to the person in charge of scheduling our examinations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically I have 3 more papers to sit for - Strength of Materials and Fluid Mechanics on Friday and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sastera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tiong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Peranakan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; next Monday. Somehow i feel as if the exam is already over for me. I've totally lost all the momentum to do any revision of sorts. Well, i know the reason for that actually. It's because i got (almost) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;full mark&lt;/span&gt; for Fluid and Material's carry mark *yippee* and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Tiong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Hua's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; exam only consists of 40 objective questions (which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not worrying at all).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we have had a hectic week last week, me and the gang decided to throw a dinner party at Elvin's place which took place on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; night. The night before, Elvin said he would come over to my house at 6am and we will go to the market together. So, i woke up 5.30 in the morning yesterday and waited for him to arrive. Eventually, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Elvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was late because he went for Quantum of Solace on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; night but that doesn't stop us from doing what we had planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together with him, I drove all the way to Lido's wet market to do our shopping. The first thing we did was to look for breakfast because both of us were starving. I had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Yau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Char &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Guai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and a cup of coffee as my breakfast which ended up as my only meal for the rest of the day before dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SRcbZkamGPI/AAAAAAAAAb4/bbFvO2XbpYY/s1600-h/DSC01814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SRcbZkamGPI/AAAAAAAAAb4/bbFvO2XbpYY/s400/DSC01814.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266708415318989042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Yau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Char &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Guai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; served with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;kaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, butter and a cup of hot coffee - taste like heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SRcbZTLrOAI/AAAAAAAAAbw/RxhyEWHccEU/s1600-h/DSC01813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SRcbZTLrOAI/AAAAAAAAAbw/RxhyEWHccEU/s400/DSC01813.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266708410693007362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We bought some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;deboned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; chicken, cabbage, 3.5 kilos of potatoes (which turned out to be more than enough for 9 young adults), lemon, garlic, carrots and left the market with 3 bags full of raw ingredient and a big smile on our face. Lido's wet market is a very fine place to shop for ingredient. I'm looking forward to go there again in near future so that i can explore the chef within me. Muahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.30pm - went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Elvin's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; house to prepare the meal (of course &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; only the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;kitchen&lt;/span&gt; helper). Since this is a one in a million chance for me to show off my culinary skill, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; decided to prepare mashed potato (because it's dead simple and zero chance of error). It took us 3 hours to prepare, cook and serve the meal and the outcome was very very encouraging. Elvin took some pictures of the gang and also the food of course. I'll upload them when i got the pics from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished everything including the (canned) mushroom soup except the mashes potatoes. We were a bit shocked after preparing the potatoes because all the mashed potato fit nicely in a (approx 2 litre) rice cooker without any room to spare. Since I'm the one who made it, I stuffed myself with it until there were no more room in my stomach because it would looked as if the potatoes were not delicious if there were too much left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the meal, those who did not cook were responsible to do the dishes while i sat back and relax myself ^_^ We also played a bit of gambling (射龙门) which cost me 2ringgit at the end of the day =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Post Mortem for this Dinner Party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Next time should buy only 2 kilos of potatoes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Should buy 2 loaves of french bread instead of 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cabbage and carrots should not be grated so finely that the coleslaw turns into a mush&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Black pepper sauce is a bit too spicy as gravy (for me). May be next time we can choose other flavor&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;**update** photos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SRjexvgIPvI/AAAAAAAAAcA/5jyKAvevXsg/s1600-h/IMG_2921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SRjexvgIPvI/AAAAAAAAAcA/5jyKAvevXsg/s400/IMG_2921.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267204710355975922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1st off - coleslaw a.k.a. mashed cabbage and carrot by Uncle Ong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SRjeyKEr9nI/AAAAAAAAAcI/EuJajQcfPDs/s1600-h/IMG_2922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SRjeyKEr9nI/AAAAAAAAAcI/EuJajQcfPDs/s400/IMG_2922.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267204717488633458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mashed potato which production was governed by me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SRje8Xpo3oI/AAAAAAAAAco/rilybhJJaqo/s1600-h/IMG_2926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SRje8Xpo3oI/AAAAAAAAAco/rilybhJJaqo/s400/IMG_2926.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267204892931972738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mushroom soup by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Campbell_soup"&gt;Joseph A. Campbell and Abraham Anderson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SRjeyihgtvI/AAAAAAAAAcY/gKN5AHZeFCU/s1600-h/IMG_2924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SRjeyihgtvI/AAAAAAAAAcY/gKN5AHZeFCU/s400/IMG_2924.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267204724051982066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lemon flavored chicken chop prepared by Elvin, cooked by Hong Wei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SRjeyaXVytI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/5fYNWUf6sKo/s1600-h/IMG_2923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SRjeyaXVytI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/5fYNWUf6sKo/s400/IMG_2923.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267204721861839570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Garlic buttered toasted french bread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SRjey36RAWI/AAAAAAAAAcg/cv8NLuD0uwM/s1600-h/IMG_2925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SRjey36RAWI/AAAAAAAAAcg/cv8NLuD0uwM/s400/IMG_2925.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267204729792954722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;watered down Giant Supermarket Black Pepper Sauce with additional garlic and oregano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SRje9E1V4iI/AAAAAAAAAc4/Ua_HAbDgsYY/s1600-h/IMG_2928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SRje9E1V4iI/AAAAAAAAAc4/Ua_HAbDgsYY/s400/IMG_2928.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267204905060655650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Gang with my world famous Darlie smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SRje8hnJdOI/AAAAAAAAAcw/7ILhOjNTz2c/s1600-h/IMG_2927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SRje8hnJdOI/AAAAAAAAAcw/7ILhOjNTz2c/s400/IMG_2927.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267204895605880034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THE meal. Looks good doesn't it? I know looks can be deceiving but this is definitely not the case&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;爱一个人就要接受她的缺点。要是不能接收就等于不爱了吗？要是全部缺点都被接受了，那还能有进步吗？叫她改善是我的错吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-4318346101868604426?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/4318346101868604426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/11/huh-its-over-already.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/4318346101868604426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/4318346101868604426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/11/huh-its-over-already.html' title='Huh? It&apos;s over already? (updates)'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SRcbZkamGPI/AAAAAAAAAb4/bbFvO2XbpYY/s72-c/DSC01814.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-8253449426244436020</id><published>2008-11-03T01:17:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T02:08:46.280+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Views'/><title type='text'>20 more days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; 20 - that's the number of days left before i fly back to west Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; Something is very very wrong with me. I don't feel any enthusiasm about going back home this semester. I wonder if that has got anything to do with the fact that I've wasted my whole semester doing very little about my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; I've planned so many things to do with my friends here at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sabah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; right after our exams are over but the plans seem to be fading because most of my friends are going back to their respective hometown right after their exam. Me? I'm stuck here for another week after my final paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt; Something is bothering me recently. I dunno what is is. I dunno how to fix it. I dunno how it came to be. I guess I'm just......bothered.....by something.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt; Realized that I only have very little time left to do my revisions. "It's all gonna turn out okay". At least that's what i kept thinking to myself. May be I've been hypnotizing myself so very often that my mind is now clouded with lies. Oh wait, I also told the exact same thing to most of my friends. Hopefully their minds are clearer than mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;MSN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-ed with sis for a while today. I've always felt good right after chatting with my family. Whether it's about something of nothing, a brief chat with my family (mostly my mom) seems to carry a little bit of my troubles away. It's not much, but it helps a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt; Gonna face 2 killer subjects on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt; - Eng. Maths and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Thermo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. "I don't wanna fail, I don't wanna repeat". That's what's on my mind currently. Most of my other subject are already 上轨 (on track) but these 2 subjects are half way to 上车(gone case). I had a brief look at my Maths pass year paper which i got from Aaron. Almost bang my head on the wall right after looking at it. Just almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;8.&lt;/span&gt; It's been quite sometime since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; blogged about my emotions. The previous time as i remember was during my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-uni period. Ah....those were the days......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;最近所发生的，都是自己惹来的。要怪只好怪自己贪心，自己没勇气，自己没出息。世上很多东西都是注定的，是你的你闪不开，不是你的你追不了。但我们怎么知道哪些属于我们，哪些不是？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-8253449426244436020?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/8253449426244436020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/11/20-more-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/8253449426244436020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/8253449426244436020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/11/20-more-days.html' title='20 more days'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-4699110187197926011</id><published>2008-10-29T20:10:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T23:26:44.358+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Views'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coded Message'/><title type='text'>失去</title><content type='html'>最近不知怎么了，好像变成另一个人似的，对很多东西都很不满，觉得很讨厌。是我思想变了吗？是我观念变了吗？还是因为考试压力大而产生的错觉？我自己都不懂。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最惨的是，我自己想要些什么我都弄不清。仿佛被困在一个密室里，被周围的所有压逼着。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想找些人来聊聊，但何人知我心？看见身边所有人都很努力地在奋斗着，为自己的将来付出努力。而我却在这儿浪费时间，跟废人没什么两样。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;拼命地跟她说我想怎样，到头来得到的却是一面臭屁。这全都是我错吗？可能吧，我也不懂。。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实我很清楚为什么自己回落到此地，原因就是:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;.. -.-. .- -. .----. - --. . - -- -.-- -- .. -. -.. --- ..-. ..-. --- ..-. .... . .-. --- .... . -.-- ... .. .-.. -.- .-.-.- -.. --- -. .----. - -... --- - .... . .-. ..-. .. --. ..- .-. .. -. --. --- ..- - .-- .... .- - .. - .. ... .-.-.- .. - .-- .- ... -- . .- -. - - --- -... . .- -. . - . .-. -. .- .-.. ... . -.-. .-. . - .-.-.-   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人一拥有多余的，就不会珍惜。在缺乏时，才会体会到幸福的真正意义。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一直以来，我都觉得我是一个大好人，但是最近所发生的让我深深地了解原来自己没想象中那么高尚。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-4699110187197926011?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/4699110187197926011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_29.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/4699110187197926011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/4699110187197926011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_29.html' title='失去'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-3878217197338292960</id><published>2008-10-23T16:40:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T18:14:03.878+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coded Message'/><title type='text'>Amaze Me</title><content type='html'>Okay, here i am blogging even though i have vowed to abandon my blog for the sake of exam preparation. Seems like I'm turning into a blogaholic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, suddenly feel like playing a little game. I can't tell you guys any details about the game because it would make it dead easy. What i can tell is that it is a translation game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready to play? So here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translate the following :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;-- -.-- -. .- -- . .. ... .- -. --. -.-. .... ..- -. --. ...- .. .-.-.- .. .----. -- ...- . .-. -.-- ... - .-. . ... ... . -.. .- -... --- ..- - -- -.-- . -..- .- -- .-.-.- - .... . --.- ..- . ... - .. --- -. .-- --- ..- .-.. -.. -... . ---... .... --- .-- -- .- -. -.-- -.. .- -.-- ... .- .-. . - .... . .-. . .. -. -... --- - .... .--- ..- .-.. -.-- .- -. -.. .- ..- --. ..- ... - ..--..   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy translating. Just post the answer in your comment. Let's see who can get it 1st. Wait wait wait, if the answer is written in plain text there wont be much fun isn't it. So anyone who gets the answer would have to reply in the same language used above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;P.S : Mr. Chuan Yeat Hon is not allowed to play this game due to his experience as a terrorist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;P.S : Since I do not know how simple / tough this is, no prize will be involved. Everyone is welcomed to participate.&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/6685776123233483137-3878217197338292960?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/3878217197338292960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/10/amaze-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/3878217197338292960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/3878217197338292960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/10/amaze-me.html' title='Amaze Me'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-2908851703864206003</id><published>2008-10-20T20:41:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T23:59:45.758+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photoshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Abandoning Post</title><content type='html'>1. This will be my last post for a quite some time. Need to concentrate on my studies from now on. Hopefully still have enough time to do that. Probably next post will be after my exam and god knows when because the exam schedule isn't out yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Gotta set some target for the exam. If not, i will be aiming and shooting at air. The targets are : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;at least a C+ for Thermo (ya i know it's sad, but what to do?)&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; hopefully will get at least a B+ for maths (also quite sad isn't it?)&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; Fluid, Material and Applied - Solid A (will try my hardest in these)&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;A/A- for Kadazan (i know it won't be as easy as before, luckily Mr Raymond gave us some tips *unexpected*)&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; Lab - aiya 1 credit hour only, nothing much&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Tiong Hua Peranakan - Since Dr Sim said most people will get B+ then B+ lo, don't wanna hurt myself trying&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Well, feel very guilty bout the things i have said about my Kadazandusun Lecturer. I dunno why but something in me makes me feel that he isn't as bad as i thought. May be he's not very clear with his explanation but overall he's not bad. This is an open apology to him, whether he's reading or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Took a picture using Lee's Canon dunno what model. The outcome of the photo shocked me. I looked really really yellow.......I mean my skin. But still not sure whether it's the camera setting or what. *sigh* Somehow, while worrying about my condition, i noticed that there are a few course mates of mine who looked a bit yellow to me. From what I observed, their conditions might be even worse than mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Stopped consuming instant noodle for a week already. Replaced them with peanut butter bread and oat. Reminding myself to drink more water constantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Min San gave me a nickname - &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Common_Myna"&gt;八哥&lt;/a&gt;. He said that I'm too noisy, just like the bird. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the latest photo of me. Tell me, do i look like a person with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;MILD jaundice&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SPyD8QrybUI/AAAAAAAAAbo/y4Rb0JIOQIM/s1600-h/jaundice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SPyD8QrybUI/AAAAAAAAAbo/y4Rb0JIOQIM/s400/jaundice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259223536155913538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok, next post will be in about 1 month time. Stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想要和人家做朋友，但人家好像没兴趣，怎么办呢？没关系咯，只好静静在一旁看，反正都习惯了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-2908851703864206003?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/2908851703864206003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/10/abandoning-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/2908851703864206003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/2908851703864206003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/10/abandoning-post.html' title='Abandoning Post'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SPyD8QrybUI/AAAAAAAAAbo/y4Rb0JIOQIM/s72-c/jaundice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-9163152859822915388</id><published>2008-10-19T09:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T09:48:19.509+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>What the hell?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;The following is a conversation between a Mechanical Student with a Medic Student&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Eh, why your face look yellowish?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh? got meh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Lemme check your eye. (lifted my left eyelid) look at my palm here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm....okay....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*after some checking*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I think you might have mild&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jaundice"&gt;Jaundice&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh? What's that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;黄疸病&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.....huh?!?!? what did you say?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Do you smoke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Do you drink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;You like to eat carrot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;You like to eat tomato?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't eat vegies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ah...a carnivore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So is it serious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;According to what I've learned, you might have a bad/weak liver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bad liver? I'm SO gonna get a proper full-body medical check up when I get home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-9163152859822915388?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/9163152859822915388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-hell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/9163152859822915388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/9163152859822915388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-hell.html' title='What the hell?'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-7791715591804584291</id><published>2008-10-18T06:30:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T12:30:02.041+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Views'/><title type='text'>笑</title><content type='html'>笑是一个很正常的自然反应。有了笑就有快乐。这都是我一直以来的观念，也是我从一位小学朋友身上学来的。小学的我不大会跟别人沟通，也不会像其他同学那么讨人喜欢，更不会是班上成绩有的跟其他人fight过的学生。因此，很少老师会刻意地留意我，关心我。也可能这样，我就被我那位同学影响到了，因为我每次看到他嘻嘻笑时，身边的朋友及老师都会很开心。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为了带给自己和身边的人快乐，我经常都带着笑容面对所有认识我的人。刚开始认识我的人，大多都会觉得我是一个很正经很严肃的人，可能是因为我发呆时看起来严肃吧。但认识不久以后，就会相反地觉得我并不是他们想象中的那个人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;来到沙大以后，我认识了一班很要好的同党。跟他们在一起每次都有说有笑，有时还会笑到忘记仪态。正常啦，反正我们班只有几位女生，所以没那么去注意自己的一举一动。我们从来都没有微微笑过，每次一笑就是哈哈大笑。高兴嘛，高兴就应该大笑嘛。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现在矛盾出现了。因为平常笑太多（又太不顾形象），有些人会觉得我做事不认真。其实我并不是不想认认真真地去办某件事，而是我觉得一班人在一起做事，要是不能讲讲笑话，轻松一下的话，那么就跟 robot 有什么两样。问题就是很多人会觉得，要认真就别开玩笑，要开玩笑就不能认真。难道真的有这种道理吗？我很希望我的意见认真地被人家认同，但我也不希望因此我会变得太严肃。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;老实说，我自己本身是一个很爱笑的人，要是你看到我一天没笑的话，那就是某些很不愉快的事发生了，而且还是很严重那种。或许我应该学学如何控制自己的情绪，表情以及动作，但这些事对我来说比登天还难，应为我很少在朋友面前做作。每当和朋友一起时，我都以最自然最“我”的性格来对待大家。我不想一辈子被人家轻视，但也不想变成一个较难跟别人打成一片的人。真希望能找一个两全其美的自我。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;难道傻笑就等于傻吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-7791715591804584291?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/7791715591804584291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/7791715591804584291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/7791715591804584291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='笑'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-1701241004088101045</id><published>2008-10-14T23:02:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T00:53:55.796+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Quickie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; Today i'm a vegetarian. Not because of something special about the date. It's because i had oat for breakfast (as usual), fried banana as lunch (at 1st it was just a snack, but obviously RM2 of bananas are more than enough for me as lunch), and chocolate peanut butter bread for dinner (went to the econ rice stall and the dishes aren't suitable for my taste). &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;P.S.: I'm a carnivore so meat is &lt;del&gt;usually&lt;/del&gt; my main food intake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;....period.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; Went to pump RM50 ringgit of fuel to the car this morning. I coughed up RM10, same goes for the rest of the car-poolers. Found out the fuel price will reduce by another 15 cents tomorrow. Damn &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;suey siao&lt;/span&gt;. The same happened for the previous drop of fuel price. Pumped the fuel the day before the price drop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; Triple threat tomorrow. Morning Thermo presentation. Afternoon Fluid Mechanics 2nd mid-term. Night &lt;del&gt;oral&lt;/del&gt; verbal assessment for Kadazandusun (the word oral sounds so "porn"). Still very worried for tomorrow. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt; Found out that friendster's blog has updated. They added more (nice) theme and also widgets. If only they would do that 17 months earlier, then i would still be using friendster's blog. Probably.....just probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt; I've skipped my daily 15 minutes body workout for quite a few days now. Starting to get lazy. Probably because of all the instant noodle i had. Gotta stop consuming those toxic packets from now on. Or may be reducing the number to a minimal say......1 packet a week.....eh...no..no...no....make it 2.......*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt; Writing in this format is very convenient for lazy people like me. I've learned this format from TDM's blog - a very inspiring blog.....sometimes.....not all the time......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt; Chat with my cousin last night. Found out that his bro (my other cousin) got married around raya week. I'm calling my mom now to confirm about this. Another extra Ang Pau next Chinese new year. *update* aiyo, my cousin only got engaged, haven't have the wedding dinner yet. So not official yet = no ang pau yet. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;8.&lt;/span&gt; Got my fluid test 1 today. I tot that i had made a few mistakes right after the test. Surprisingly the results was quite good. I suspect the lecturer gave me marks mistakenly because my writing was pretty bad. Yet i do not have the intention to check my answers. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Buat bodoh sajalah&lt;/span&gt;, so that nobody can accuse me of cheating. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;P.S.: Whoever reading this, please do not rat me out....period.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;9.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;del&gt;Najib's&lt;/del&gt; PinkLip's new scandal. He denied any power abuse but did not deny the text message. But from what i comprehend of the text message, power abuse is definitely involved in this. Of course it is only based on my shallow comprehension of the text. Still....I don't believe him.....period. Do you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-1701241004088101045?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/1701241004088101045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/10/quickie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/1701241004088101045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/1701241004088101045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/10/quickie.html' title='Quickie'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-4025628603990949149</id><published>2008-10-11T21:05:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T22:38:55.118+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nothing But Complains'/><title type='text'>Accomplishment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SPCmsjz2ZrI/AAAAAAAAAXs/l7daxuDo0Z8/s1600-h/project.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SPCmsjz2ZrI/AAAAAAAAAXs/l7daxuDo0Z8/s400/project.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255884049598539442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thermo Assignment Poster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;t's finally done. My Thermo Group Assignment is finally finished. Well, the preparation part is done at least. All that's left is the assessment itself. As the not-recognized team leader, I'm sad to say that this group assignment is definitely not a success!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1st, why "not-recognized team leader"? Team leader because i was the one who gets all the contacts of the whole group, gathered them and sms-ed them for any meeting and discussion. Not-recognized because since the 1st meeting till now, nobody suggested anything about electing a team leader. Not that i have anything to complain about. I'm just glad that they came to the meetings. ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;About the "not a success", may be i was too general. I should have &lt;del&gt;said&lt;/del&gt; typed "it's not a successful GROUP ASSIGNMENT" because all the while, i'm the only one doin the real job with some help from my friend/group member, Hong Siang. And again, i don't blame the group members because whenever any situation occurs, the group leader should and have to take full responsibility to resolve it. To be honest, I am quite a failure when it comes to leading a group. To make matter worse, to lead one that is filled with people i hardly know. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are some of the reasons which forced me to do it all alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Scenario of a typical meeting session&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;4 out of 7 of the group member are at the meeting while the other 3 are late. After a short while, 3 out of the 4 who were there had to leave because of something "important". The 3 late-comer came and also had to leave early because of something "important" *sigh sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Typical Meeting Conversation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Me :&lt;/span&gt; Hey, these are all the info i've found from the web. The factors are this, this and this. The solutions are that, that and that. So what have you found?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Team Member :&lt;/span&gt; Ah. Ya lo, ya lo. I've also found similar info as yours. Nothing much different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Me : &lt;/span&gt;Okay. Then this is what i think we should do. We should blar blar blar, and then bleh bleh bleh. What do you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Team Member :&lt;/span&gt; Ya lo. Ya lo. I also think like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Me :&lt;/span&gt; Eh.....okay........do you have anything else to add?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Team Member :&lt;/span&gt; Erm.......eto......ano.......your method can already la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; *sigh sigh sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'm just glad that they are not behaving like asses. Even though they don't have much ideas, at least they are not complaining or condemning my idea. Hahaha. After listening to my friends about their group's progress, i'm quite grateful because i've chosen a rather easy question for our assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also found out that one of my friend actually scolded his team member because they did not finish what they should have done earlier. *totally salute* Well, it's something you would expect from a former school captain. Have to learn more in this criteria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While me, a 21-year-old student is blogging about my (dull) assignment, there's this 17 year-old girl who had published her 1st romance novel at the age of 15 and a second one last year. &lt;a href="http://mayzhee.blogspot.com/"&gt;She also has a blog&lt;/a&gt; with an average of 800 unique visitors a day. WTF?!?! My blog's highest record for unique visitors is only at 48 with an average of 20 visitors per day with me contributing to half of these visits T_T 果然&lt;del&gt;一山还有一山高，强中自有强中手&lt;/del&gt; 我只是井底蛙. By the way, she's really cute too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-4025628603990949149?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/4025628603990949149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/10/accomplishment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/4025628603990949149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/4025628603990949149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/10/accomplishment.html' title='Accomplishment'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SPCmsjz2ZrI/AAAAAAAAAXs/l7daxuDo0Z8/s72-c/project.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-7898658228760866015</id><published>2008-10-09T16:35:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T17:58:54.549+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Views'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahasa Melayu'/><title type='text'>Kali Pertama</title><content type='html'>Ya, ini merupakan kali pertama yang benar mengarang blog dalam Bahasa Melayu. Kenapa Bahasa Melayu dan bukannya Bahasa Malaysia? Sebab masa saya belajar di sekolah, namanya adalah sebegitu, jadi usahlah bersusah-payah tukar-tukar nama, bukannya syok sangat pun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?Karangan? ini akan merupakan kali pertama saya mengarang dalam bahasa melayu untuk tujuan bukan-akademik (non-academic). Kalau ada tersilap guna gaya bahasa atau perkataan sila maafkan ketidak-mahiran saya dan berikan tunjuk ajar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang peliknya - saya berasa lebih selesa apabila mengarang dalam BM berbanding dengan Bahasa Inggeris. Saya pun tak tau kenapa. Mungkin kerana Bahasa Kebangsaan kami/kita adalah senang dipelajari dan digunakan. Lingua Franca tanah melayu dan asia tenggara ma, patutlah senang ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setahu saya, yang benar bukan orang cina pertama yang menulis blog dalam BM. Seorang bekas pelajar cina Sekolah Tinggi Klang Tingkatan 6 yang saya tidak kenali juga &lt;a href="http://shenyeeaun.disagrees.net/"&gt;blog dalam BM&lt;/a&gt; dan gaya bahasanya adalah jauh lebih canggih dan glamour berbanding dengan "anak ayam" saya ini. Maklumlah, saya punya BM tak pernah mendapat A samada dalam UPSR, PMR atau SPM. Manalah boleh fight sama dia kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untuk karangan ini, saya tidak mempunyai apa-apa idea nak tulis pasal apa. Namun saya telah memilih untuk menyatakan pandangan saya tentang sesuatu yang saya baca dari forum online beberapa bulan yang lepas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya masih ingat pada waktu itu Sukan Olympic masih berlangsung kerana forum itu tengah berbincang pasal siapa yang akan menang dalam perlawanan badminton Lee Chong Wei dengan Lin Dan. Salah seorang pengguna (users) online telah menyatakan sesuatu yang "racist" dan pertengkaran antara beberapa pengguna yang lain telah berlaku. Apa yang dikatakan orang itu ialah "Eleh, cakap sendiri pandai tapi masih bergantung kepada kaum cina untuk menang olympic". Seorang lagi berbalas "kalau Lee Chong Wei pandai sangat, suruhlah dia jangan belajar sama Misbun Sidek". Penyataan yang sebegini dan juga yang lagi teruk telah berlangsung selama beberapa hari agaknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandangan saya terhadap mereka yang memberi komen "racist" ialah : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;BODOH&lt;/span&gt;. Perpatah hokkien ada berkata: "Janganlah ambil kulit buntut orang lain dan tampal pada muka sendiri". Kalau Lee Chong Wei menang / Misbun Sidek berjaya (melahirkan seseorang yang berprestasi) pun, beliau dan sekeluarga lah yang patut bangga, seluruh warga Malaysia lah yang patut bangga. Apasal nak jadikan perkara ini kebanggaan sesebuah kaum saja? Kejahilan dari kesemua orang yang telah memberikan komen "racist" samada dari golongan Cina, Melayu, India dan lain-lain merupakan faktor utama yang menghalang Malaysia daripada membangunkan diri sebagai "1st world country" dan haruslah dihapuskan sehabis-habisnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya tahu setiap orang mempunyai sedikit banyak perasaan prasangka terhadap individu/golongan yang berlainan kaum/agama/budaya. Manusia kan mahkluk yang kurang sempurna. Namun, janganlah biarkan sampai perasaan tersebut mengakibatkan rusuhan kaum atau perang dalaman di mana setiap pihak juga akan mengalami kerugian yang sangat serius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begitulah pandangan saya terhadap perkara tersebut dan sampai sini sajalah karangan BM saya ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: Tindakan yang dikenakan terhadap Ahmad "Penumpang" Ismail adalah tidak wajar. Dia sepatutnya didakwa dan dipenjarakan supaya perkara "membangkitkan isu perkauman" yang merupakan sesuatu yang amat berbahaya di Malaysia yang berbilang kaum ini tidak akan berulang pada masa depan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-7898658228760866015?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/7898658228760866015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/10/kali-pertama.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/7898658228760866015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/7898658228760866015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/10/kali-pertama.html' title='Kali Pertama'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-9064632036069358341</id><published>2008-10-09T01:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T02:12:24.650+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Can't Sleep</title><content type='html'>OMG...it's 1.54 o'clock in the morning and i can't sleep. It's not because I'm in a stressful state that i can't sleep. Erm.....may be a little though. The main reason i can't sleep is because there are literally thousands of megabytes of  blog post idea flowing to my mind now. Speaking of the devil, just when i had the time and wanted to blog, my mind was dried out. And when i'm trying to get some peaceful sleep, the brain juice started flowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is just a short post which purpose is to jot down the blog post ideas i'm having right now. It's sort of like a flashforward/preview on future blog post so that you guys have an expectation of what's coming on NoBle Palace and can remind me about them if i've forgotten about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog Post Ideas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Natural Language of My Mind ©&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kali Pertama ©&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friend(s) Who Influenced/Changed Me © (might have lots of small chapters for this)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Proposal For Samad Gathering © (yippee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I'm not listing them in numerical order because even i don't know which topic will i blog about 1st. That's all for this out-of-a-sudden post. As a reminder, those ideas are copyrighted, don't even think about stealing them. Hahaha. Joking. =.=" (lame)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-9064632036069358341?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/9064632036069358341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/10/cant-sleep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/9064632036069358341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/9064632036069358341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/10/cant-sleep.html' title='Can&apos;t Sleep'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-7745346146777880325</id><published>2008-10-07T19:22:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T23:25:14.458+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Today is good</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img510.imageshack.us/img510/3613/slide42jq6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Today is good,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i had a good sleep, woke up in time, and attended my favorite lecture Applied Mechanics. As a bonus, Dr Harimi gave us some insights on the final exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Today is good,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because I'm going to finish up my Thermo's Group Assignment and Strength of Materials' Assignment in a while, both which I have been neglecting since Raya Break. 1 problem solved = 1 problem less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Today is good,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because I've adjusted my natural body alarm clock to study mood. Previously I was on holiday mood (slept at 2.30am and woke at 11am)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Today is good,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because I've added a few more friends' blogs. Do check them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Today is good,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because even after paying the rental and bill for fixing the phone line, i still have more than enough money to &lt;del&gt;survive the week&lt;/del&gt; buy myself some luxurious food. Probably because of all the money I've saved last week by eating instant noodle with luncheon meat and tuna sandwich as lunch and/or dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Today is good,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because I've recover from the slump I've been having since 2 weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly,&lt;br /&gt;Today is GOOD, because i'll be home in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;47 days 4 hours 22 minutes and 10 seconds&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Today indeed is good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-7745346146777880325?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/7745346146777880325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/10/today-is-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/7745346146777880325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/7745346146777880325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/10/today-is-good.html' title='Today is good'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-5184804143897417177</id><published>2008-10-04T17:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T18:30:33.767+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stupidity'/><title type='text'>50 more days to go.</title><content type='html'>It's already week 12, starting monday. There are only 3 weeks of lecture left and 1 study week before the finals. Haven't done anything productive over the whole week as i was unable to pull myself together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sloppy-ness in me has taken over during the whole week. Probably because i had too much of this during the raya week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SOdBmdfDNxI/AAAAAAAAAXk/iWRkQXbxpXQ/s1600-h/DSC01777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SOdBmdfDNxI/AAAAAAAAAXk/iWRkQXbxpXQ/s400/DSC01777.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253239619356669714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"餐蛋面" (luncheon meat noodle with fried egg)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Haven't started any revision aside from doing a bit of thermo exercises and assignment. There are still some holiday assignment waiting for me eventhough it's already the end of the holiday T_T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, stupidity struck again. Accidentally put my hp's Pro Duo memory stick into my laptop's card reader slot while i was trying to download the noodle picture above. Only to find that the memory stick is too small and it got stuck in the slot. Had to bring out my manicure set to get it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, 50 more days to go. 25+ days to study. Hope that there will be enough time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-5184804143897417177?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/5184804143897417177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/10/50-more-days-to-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/5184804143897417177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/5184804143897417177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/10/50-more-days-to-go.html' title='50 more days to go.'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SOdBmdfDNxI/AAAAAAAAAXk/iWRkQXbxpXQ/s72-c/DSC01777.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-2090061956273294189</id><published>2008-09-28T23:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T00:02:09.388+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Stuff'/><title type='text'>Answers for Fundamentals of Engineering Thermodynamics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SN-ooQEW4JI/AAAAAAAAAXc/wOcsPt29ji8/s1600-h/DSC04818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SN-ooQEW4JI/AAAAAAAAAXc/wOcsPt29ji8/s400/DSC04818.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251101099998765202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Moran &amp;amp; Shapiro's Fundamentals of Engineering Thermodynamics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Just got the answers from chris and anyone who wants a copy can &lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/149131620/Answer_For_Fundamentals_of_Engineering_Thermodynamics.doc.html"&gt;get it here&lt;/a&gt;. It's only for selected question though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-2090061956273294189?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/2090061956273294189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/09/answers-for-fundamentals-of-engineering.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/2090061956273294189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/2090061956273294189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/09/answers-for-fundamentals-of-engineering.html' title='Answers for Fundamentals of Engineering Thermodynamics'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SN-ooQEW4JI/AAAAAAAAAXc/wOcsPt29ji8/s72-c/DSC04818.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-6899153728579360270</id><published>2008-09-27T00:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T02:24:26.373+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Raya Break</title><content type='html'>Hari Raya = another excuse for us to  getaway from lectures and tutorials. Really glad that I'm living in Malaysia because eventhough our celebrations and festivals are over, we can still look forward for other races' celebrations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of my friends are now back in Klang and i'm still blogging at Sabah 12.41 in the night while 2 of my roommates are fast asleep. Sounds a little pathetic and lonely don't you think? But luckily most of my friends are not goin back during Raya.  It's because most of the students here are either from Semenanjung, Sarawak or some distant town in Sabah and most of us can't afford the luxury of flying back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plans for this raya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finish up my thermo group assignment - our group consist of 7 students from various engineering field. 4 of them are already back to celebrate Raya and the rest of us have to cover for them. What to do, who ask us to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tumpang raya&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Revise Thermo, Fluid, Maths and Material. I actually had this plan in my mind during the mid-term break but had a 0% progress until now. Hopefully i will gather enough and concentration to study.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Got a new goggle today. Ah Fatt bought it for me because i was unable to go to 1Borneo tonight and we're goin swimming tomoro afternoon so i ask for his help. Yippee... It's been a month since i swam. Muscle are aching for a good workout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the beginning of a short holiday and hopefully i will get the most out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something to add here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I HATE people who are IGNORANT!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/ignorant?r=75"&gt;definition of ignorant from dictionary.com&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;lacking in knowledge or training; unlearned: an ignorant man. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lacking knowledge or information as to a particular subject or fact: ignorant of quantum physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;uninformed; unaware. &lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;due to or showing lack of knowledge or training: an ignorant statement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;My definition:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;the act of &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/ignore?r=75"&gt;IGNORING&lt;/a&gt; certain problem or situation and then &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/rant?r=75"&gt;RANTS&lt;/a&gt; and blame others about it later on.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-6899153728579360270?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/6899153728579360270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/09/raya-break.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/6899153728579360270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/6899153728579360270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/09/raya-break.html' title='Raya Break'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-8644066464347617893</id><published>2008-09-21T20:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T21:15:03.691+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stupidity'/><title type='text'>Stupid Me - My Cup Of Coffee</title><content type='html'>Wanted to make a cup of coffee just now. Indocafe to be precise. I store my instant coffee, Milo and Nestum powder upstairs with me and my condensed milk in the fridge downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I added half a spoon of Indocafe to my huge mug in my room and went downstairs for the condensed milk and hot water. I even checked the kettle to make sure there is enough hot water for my coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i was walking into the kitchen, i saw William cooking his dinner - instant noodle at the stove outside the kitchen. I opened the fridge and as usual, it was loaded with bottles of carbonated soft drinks and plain drinking water. I added a spoonful of condensed milk to my mug because coffee taste horrible if it's not sweet. Usually I'll just add half a spoon of it when I'm making Milo because Milo itself is already sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when IT happened. I don't know what was in my mind or whether my mind was around that time. Instead of adding the hot water that I've just checked, I went to the sink and added water from the tap!!! When my mind flow back into my brain, the whole mug was already filled with water and the whole cup of coffee looked more like water from the drain and there goes my coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to pour the "coffee" away and make another one. We (my roommates and I) had a good laugh because of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How bout you all? Experience any absent mind recently?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-8644066464347617893?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/8644066464347617893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/09/stupid-me-my-cup-of-coffee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/8644066464347617893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/8644066464347617893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/09/stupid-me-my-cup-of-coffee.html' title='Stupid Me - My Cup Of Coffee'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-5035309969245343290</id><published>2008-09-21T10:15:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T13:23:23.884+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Travel'/><title type='text'>Monsopiad Cultural Village</title><content type='html'>PPIB (Pusat Penataran Ilmu dan Bahasa) is having a gala night on the 18th October and every single language class are required to come up with a performance. Since the kadazandusun language only comprise of 4 classes, most of us were involve in the performance in some way *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lecturer came up with the idea of performing a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kadazan#Music_and_dance"&gt;Sumazau&lt;/a&gt; dance and also a kadazandusun fashion show on that night. After being &lt;del&gt;forced&lt;/del&gt; persuaded by Mr. Raymond, Hong Siang and I decided to join the fashion show (since it doesn't require any form of skill or training)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we had a trip to the &lt;a href="http://www.monsopiad.com/"&gt;Monsopiad Cultural Village&lt;/a&gt; to try our outfit as we are goin to borrow the costum from them. We were asked to wait at PPIB foyer at 1pm and most of us arrived on time only to wait for another 20 minutes or so for the bus to arrive. It's been a while since i sat on any UMS bus since i've got my car. There's nothing much to see along the journey except for factories, houses and also shoplots (the usual scene we can see anywhere). Somewhere along the way, the bus driver took a turn into a rather narrow path with kampung houses at both sides. The bus drove on for another 15-20 minutes until we saw the sign "Monsopiad Cultural Village".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1st thing we saw at the entrance was this huge gong with &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Monsopiad"&gt;Monsopiad&lt;/a&gt;'s potrait on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SNW0EYASKwI/AAAAAAAAAVU/vHIhW7UBQzI/s1600-h/monsopiad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SNW0EYASKwI/AAAAAAAAAVU/vHIhW7UBQzI/s400/monsopiad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248298928026299138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were really lucky because we were not charged for the entrance fee (which is RM20 for student and RM45 for adult). Inside the cultural village, we get to see a few Kadazan dusun artifact such as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SNW0EytraII/AAAAAAAAAVs/IT-k2ddPG-I/s1600-h/tapaiprocess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SNW0EytraII/AAAAAAAAAVs/IT-k2ddPG-I/s400/tapaiprocess.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248298935196018818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jars used to make Tapai (Kadazandusun rice wine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SNYCAEKZR_I/AAAAAAAAAWM/j2KB4bUJ998/s1600-h/reduce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SNYCAEKZR_I/AAAAAAAAAWM/j2KB4bUJ998/s400/reduce.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248384615887489010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pots use to reduce the Tapai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SNW0FB5wTyI/AAAAAAAAAV0/5McLNfnyg6M/s1600-h/plough.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SNW0FB5wTyI/AAAAAAAAAV0/5McLNfnyg6M/s400/plough.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248298939273203490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Plough made of iron and wood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SNW30uhyq8I/AAAAAAAAAV8/Eu2yIncaaco/s1600-h/grindingstone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SNW30uhyq8I/AAAAAAAAAV8/Eu2yIncaaco/s400/grindingstone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248303057241025474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grinding Stone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We also got the chance to try on the stilt walking. After wandering around for a while, all of us went to the main hall to watch the Mangunatip dance (bamboo stick dance).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SNW0Epv2nhI/AAAAAAAAAVc/zOdCUq3fKDo/s1600-h/mangunatip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SNW0Epv2nhI/AAAAAAAAAVc/zOdCUq3fKDo/s400/mangunatip.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248298932789222930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2 of the male dancers dancing along with the fast paced rhythm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SNW0EhGJ3rI/AAAAAAAAAVk/RPHy5d8X2MI/s1600-h/dancers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SNW0EhGJ3rI/AAAAAAAAAVk/RPHy5d8X2MI/s400/dancers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248298930466840242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The dancers asking visitors to join them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A few of us got the chance to try out the Mangunatip dance. It seems pretty simple at the beginning while the dancers were telling us to put our legs "in and out", "in and out" in a paced which we can follow easily. But suddenly, the "in and out" instructions were gone and the rhythm shifted from 1st gear to fifth gear without any notice and most of us had a good laugh because of how silly we looked at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we hung around for another hour or so to wait for another dance which is the sumazau dance. Me, Hong Siang and Chang Long tried out some Tapai which cost us  RM13 per 500ml bottle. They serve the tapai ice-cold with a frozen bamboo cup which makes it even tastier. The previous time i had tapai was last semester and since we doesn't have a fridge that time, the tapai doesn't taste that good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SNW307uNj0I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Mbb9mV5EDBI/s1600-h/tapai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SNW307uNj0I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Mbb9mV5EDBI/s400/tapai.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248303060782780226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The bottle of tapai served with a frozen bamboo cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I felt a little dizzy after drinking only 3 small cups of the tapai (i'm not much of a drinker). I asked Mr Raymond about the percentage of alcohol in tapai and he said nobody really knows because it is usually home made and wasn't tested. From my guess, it could have contain about 15-20% of alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Sumazau dance, Mr. Henry took a group photo of us in front of the UMS bas. I was so tired (because of the tapai) and slept along the journey back. And that ends my trip to the Monsopiad Cultural Village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, Najib sent me a reply.........eh no no no....see wrong see wrong......it's just another spam.......hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-5035309969245343290?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/5035309969245343290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/09/monsopiad-cultural-village.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/5035309969245343290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/5035309969245343290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/09/monsopiad-cultural-village.html' title='Monsopiad Cultural Village'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SNW0EYASKwI/AAAAAAAAAVU/vHIhW7UBQzI/s72-c/monsopiad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-7215312648335103170</id><published>2008-09-17T12:49:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T12:56:51.350+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Country'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Views'/><title type='text'>A message to Najib</title><content type='html'>Found out that Najib had set up a new website call &lt;a href="http://www.1malaysia.com.my/v1/index.php"&gt;1Malaysia&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.darnmalaysia.com/2008/09/16/together-we-are-1malaysia-a-website-review/"&gt;kennylaw&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://tonypua.blogspot.com/2008/09/najibs-new-toy.html"&gt;tonypua&lt;/a&gt;. I've left a msg to Najib just like what tony had suggested and the msg reads :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Yes, we are all Malaysian, 1 Malaysian. That's why i don't see the necessity for any Malay Privilege. If you really think that each of us is one Malaysian then start walking the the talk and don't just talk the talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Another issue is the ISA. Malaysia has her own law and order. Anyone who has committed any crime could be punish by those laws. There's no need to use ISA against any civilian that has done nothing but telling the truth. Free the ISA detainee and let them have a free trial if they had broken any law.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I would assume that you wouldn't read this message IF i do not receive any reply - which means this website is just another trick to make us believe that you're concerned about us, Malaysian even though you're not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-7215312648335103170?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/7215312648335103170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/09/message-to-najib.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/7215312648335103170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/7215312648335103170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/09/message-to-najib.html' title='A message to Najib'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-5837938117324993694</id><published>2008-09-16T20:06:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T21:20:12.601+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>16th September - A Holiday in Sabah</title><content type='html'>Yes, today is a holiday for the whole of Sabah. I've been searching info about &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Malaysia_Day"&gt;Malaysia Day&lt;/a&gt; from the Internet recently and found out that today was actually the birthday of Sabah's Yang di-Pertua, hence the holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished reading &lt;a href="http://test.chedet.com/che_det/2008/09/racialism.html"&gt;TDM's blog&lt;/a&gt; and found some of his views quite amusing. I fully respect the man for all the progress Malaysia had seen under his lead, but some of his opinions do not look very relevant to me. In his blog, he said that Malaysian are still keen to racial politics because of the entirely Malay PAS and overwhelmingly Chinese DAP. Well, i don't know anything about PAS, but I'm certain that keADILan and DAP would welcome anyone who wishes to become a member regardless of his/her race. Would UMNO open up for non-Malay? Would MCA open up for Malay and Indian? Would MIC.....Opss.....MIC would open for anyone because Samy can always declare anyone as Indian because he can say anything as he like....kekeke.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man also said that MCA and Gerakan should stick to UMNO as they won't gain anything by leaving BN and the opposition would gain victory from that. Then what's the point of electing MCA and Gerakan MPs if all they can do is kissing UMNO's feet? 道不同，不相为谋  which i think literally translates to "do not cooperate if do not share the same view" (correct me if I'm wrong). What's the point of having BN as government if even the component party can't see eye to eye with UMNO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, enough about that. It's been a while since I've updated anything about my personal life. Although it's a holiday today, I didn't do much for the whole day. Some of the housemates went to catch a movie this afternoon but my roommates and I stayed at home because we are &lt;del&gt;not interested&lt;/del&gt; broke. I've used too much money on Saturday because of McDonald's for lunch and also Kenny Rogers for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm....about our Tiong Hua Peranakan Literature Drama on Saturday, everything went as planned and all of us did our fair part. The pictures? Yes, we took quite some pictures on that day and also during our rehearsal but I'm not gonna upload none of them because Elvin, Fatt and I had cross-dressed for the drama. I don't want to be the 2nd Khairy who had &lt;a href="http://forum.lowyat.net/topic/771318"&gt;pictures of him cross-dressing&lt;/a&gt; during university leaked and got labeled as BABI HITAM...hahaha.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently worrying about my Thermo Group assignment which due date is on the 2nd week of October. Until now not even a single group meeting was held and the clock is ticking away. Oh ya, i also got a D+ (8/20) for my Thermo. Worst result i ever had in Uni up till now. Out of 400+ students taking the subject, only 1 A and a handful of A- and B+. The rest all got C+ C- D+. What a great lecturer Chu Chi Ming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess that's all for updates on my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To TDM:&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you don't sink the ship because the captain is not handling it properly, you burn the ship because it's occupied by nothing by pirates.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-5837938117324993694?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/5837938117324993694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/09/16th-september-holiday-in-sabah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/5837938117324993694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/5837938117324993694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/09/16th-september-holiday-in-sabah.html' title='16th September - A Holiday in Sabah'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-7385935611364301961</id><published>2008-09-13T18:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T02:04:18.437+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Country'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Views'/><title type='text'>It Is Always The Darkest Before Dawn</title><content type='html'>I'm really tired. Tired of blogging about the &lt;span&gt;blockheaded, dense, doltish, dumb, hebetudinous, obtuse, thickheaded and thick-witted [found these words &lt;a href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/browse/stupid"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;] government that is the Umno-led Barisan Najis. Even the blind can see all the wrongs that are goin on in the country. Therefore i'm not goin to mention anything about their stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been telling all my friends about how our country would have change for the better if DSAI's Pakatan Rakyat could really topple BN and form a new government. Some of my friends doubt that it would be best for Malaysian if the former deputy prime minister would rise to power because of his past records. Very true indeed. But, I would have to disagree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, i only got to "know" DSAI, DAP and Pakatan Rakyat('s profile, history and causes) through the internet, various news report and the "anyone-can-edit" Wikipedia recently. The reason that i support PR is purely because i believe that our country could not have gone any worse than this (Yes TDM, you are right) and any kind of change (aside from BN-BN change) would be a good change. Afterall, if BN is such a good government, then why would any sane human abandon it, correct?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The current scenario as I see is like this :  the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;马仔&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; (people) are being bullied by their &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;大佬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;BN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;) and look for shelter from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;another &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;大佬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;PR)&lt;/span&gt; hoping that they will do better under their new &lt;span&gt;大佬&lt;/span&gt;. I believe that none of us can give a 100% confirmation that PR is goin to be a good government (better : yes; good : not so sure) because our country had/has (which is correct? please tell me &gt;.&lt;) been governed by the one and only one government that we know of since it's independence.  But as i've said, any change would be a good change. I do not care whether PR could take over and form a new government by next tuesday, I do not care if BodohWee is goin to pass the dying torch to Najis by 2010. All i care for is the peace, the development, the well-being and the future of our country Malaysia. &lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been said that "it is always the darkest before dawn", and i hope that will be the case because from my point of view, our country are at the darkest of the hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Those who do not read are no better off than those who cannot.&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/6685776123233483137-7385935611364301961?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/7385935611364301961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-is-always-darkest-before-dawn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/7385935611364301961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/7385935611364301961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-is-always-darkest-before-dawn.html' title='It Is Always The Darkest Before Dawn'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-6810320079184046810</id><published>2008-09-09T10:14:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T12:14:45.486+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nothing But Complains'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Views'/><title type='text'>Ahmad Ismail - An Idiotic Warmonger With No Balls</title><content type='html'>Yes, Ahmad Ismail is a warmonger. Judging from what he had said since the Permatang Pauh by-election's campaign, we can see that he is obviously the biggest IDIOT Malaysia has ever seen, and it comes with a Datukship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the by-election, Ahmad "Penumpang" Ismail tried to take on the role of a history teacher by reminding us, the Malaysian Chinese are merely penumpang in this country because it's a historical fact. Historical fact MY ASS. Historical fact is almost every single Malaysian are penumpang aside from those aborigine. Most of us comes from China, India, Indonesia dan lain lain lagi. I guess he just couldn't accept the fact that this is Malaysia and what makes us special is that we are a multi-racial, multi-cultured country. May be in his mind, he's still a pariah fighting off intruders carrying nothing but spear and loincloth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SMXoCBHd1TI/AAAAAAAAAVM/y5-hMtofrHQ/s400/racist.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243852462499943730" border="0" /&gt;Never mind that since most of us are forgiving enough to look away from this matter &lt;a href="http://zewt.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-apology-no-worry.html"&gt;as zewt said&lt;/a&gt;: "he didn't make our "Char Kuey Tiao" taste any different". After some face giving by our not-so-prime minister, Ahmad "NO BALLS" Ismail felt somewhat "Gagah" and in a press conference yesterday, &lt;a href="http://themalaysianinsider.com/index.php/malaysia/8711-ahmad-ismail-blames-koh-for-tensions-"&gt;he accused GERAKAN YES-MAN Tan Sri Koh&lt;/a&gt; for causing all the racial tension. He also said that we Chinese are not satisfied just with controling the economy but want to take over the politics as well.  What a dumbass!!! We did not choose to control the country's economy, it is people like you who let us. We don't want to take over politics, we just don't want to see idiots like you running the country. I don't mind who the politicians of this country are whether it's Malay, Chinese, Indians, Kadazan, Iban etc so long as they have the ability to lead and guide the people to a better Malaysia. Stop being a coward who blames everyone for his own doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes, not to mention the picture tearing act by some of his supporters, who are also a bunch of idiots. REAL mature i must say. And all this happened because of a weak prime minister, a weaker deputy prime minister and a whole gang of ministers who dropped their balls during the 8th March general elections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://media1.malaysiakini.com/141/a189d1b6fff0fc200955c9f0eae202d5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;If i am a foreigner who sees this picture, i would have think that this is a terrorist country. To be honest, his face does look like a terrorist. And to GERAKAN, leave BN la, they're already telling you to get out straight at your face, why are you still clinging on? They don't have enough pie to share with you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to &lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2008/9/9/nation/1982552&amp;amp;sec=nation"&gt;the star&lt;/a&gt;, Ahmad said that Tan Sri Koh is good at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tai Chi &lt;/span&gt;but the Malays are equally good at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;silat&lt;/span&gt;. How blind can a person be? Can't he see from the results of Permatang Pauh that the Malays are using &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;silat&lt;/span&gt; against UMNO and BN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-6810320079184046810?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/6810320079184046810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/09/ahmad-ismail-idiotic-warmonger-with-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/6810320079184046810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/6810320079184046810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/09/ahmad-ismail-idiotic-warmonger-with-no.html' title='Ahmad Ismail - An Idiotic Warmonger With No Balls'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SMXoCBHd1TI/AAAAAAAAAVM/y5-hMtofrHQ/s72-c/racist.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-2267630487110751239</id><published>2008-09-07T03:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T03:34:30.736+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nothing But Complains'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Views'/><title type='text'>Malaysian Chinese</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Question to all my friends:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're at a foreign land and the locals asked: "where are you from?", which would be your answer: China, India or Malaysia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;For those whose answer is "China or India", this post is not for you. Kindly click on the back button or the "X" located on the top right of your browser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, a brief history of my ancestor. My grandpa passed away at around the age of 70 (i can't remember clearly as i was just 4-5 at that time) in 1992. I was told by dad that grandpa was born in China and came to Tanah Melayu with my great grandfather at the age of 7. So 70-7 means he was here for 63 years since 1929 (28 years prior to Malaya's Independence). In that period of 63 years, grandpa married grandma and together they had  10 children (which was common in the old days).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been 79 years (4 generations) since our family set foot on this land which we called home and yet our citizenship are being questioned by some irresponsible political party. &lt;a href="http://www.malaysiakini.com/news/89117"&gt;Ahmad "Penumpang" Ismail refused to apologize&lt;/a&gt; for his statement that Malaysian Chinese are squatters and insisted that we have not the rights to call for any equality in this country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, bravo to Ahmah "Penumpang" Ismail as he has already begun digging a grave for BN. His name should go down in history as the key person which enabled the opposition to take over for the first time ever in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, the biggest problem with the current government is that they keep on stressing the importance of unity and integration as a crucial step for Malaysia to be a developed country yet, all day long we can hear racial remarks from political figures mainly from UMNO. All they can do is talk the talk yet they don't even have the will to walk the talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I hope that Ahmad will stick to his statement and don't apologize on the penumpang thingy. Because there will only be 2 possibilities in the end. No.1, MCA and GERAKAN will be too furious over the matter and leave BN to rot. No.2, MCA and GERAKAN will continue their role as dogs to UMNO and will lose the support of every single Chinese in this country. But why does UMNO care anyway. They don't give a damn about their loyal dogs since the total parliament seats won by both MCA and GERAKAN can't even match with the seats won by any of the 3 main component parties in Pakatan Rakyat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've read about some info regarding more than 70% of the tax paid by Malaysian comes from Malaysian Chinese. Although I cannot confirm how true the claim is, i do believe there are some truth to it since even our former PM Tun Dr Mahathir had openly acknowledged that &lt;a href="http://test.chedet.com/che_det/2008/09/pohon-maaf-2.html"&gt;much of Malaysia's development was due to the dynamic Malaysian Chinese&lt;/a&gt; entrepreneurs and businessmen. Hm.....Ahmad, I don't really mind you calling me a penumpang because it will only put shame on UMNO. UMNO has been fighting for "ketuanan melayu" since forever yet the Chinese Penumpang are the ones who are credited for the country's development.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, UMNO stated that their talk with PAS regarding "Perpaduan Melayu" will also benefit other races in Malaysia. Why don't they think about it this way - If every Malaysian are given equal rights, every single citizen will have the chance to perform better and the whole country will gain benefits regardless of which race has the lead. I don't know much about this but i think that Singaporean Malays are living better lives than Malaysian eventhough they are only the minority there. Please prove me wrong otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;P.S. This post is not about Malaysian Chinese vs. Malay. It's about justice against unfair treatment and racial discrimination, so no offense to any Chinese, Malay, Indian etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-2267630487110751239?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/2267630487110751239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/09/malaysian-chinese.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/2267630487110751239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/2267630487110751239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/09/malaysian-chinese.html' title='Malaysian Chinese'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-1622268544772615791</id><published>2008-09-01T23:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T00:43:58.429+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>很累</title><content type='html'>最近不知道为什么那么累，做什么事都无精打采。惨啦，这个礼拜又有两个midterm考试。两科都读到半桶水而已，都不懂还来不来得及读完。咳，这个学期根本没把握能拿到好的成绩，对每一科的明白度只是三四成而已。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;刚才去飞机场载William。 他就爽咯，跟家人一起去KL玩三天，我却在这里发霉了三天。不能再这样下去了，这个礼拜已经是week 8了，再读多六个礼拜就放假，放完假就考试了，考完就可以回西马了。我一定要将所有精神放在学业上，要是cgpa被这个sem拉低就不值得了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再多一个星期就是我们Tiong Hua Peranakan的表演日了。很惨啊，我被逼要扮女生，而且还是nyonya那种。但是不要紧咯，反正又不是第一次。咳，为什么我的命这么苦啊！！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://babelfish.yahoo.com/translate_url?doit=done&amp;amp;tt=url&amp;amp;intl=1&amp;amp;fr=bf-home&amp;amp;trurl=http%3A%2F%2Fnoblepalace.blogspot.com%2F2008%2F09%2Fblog-post.html&amp;amp;lp=zh_en&amp;amp;btnTrUrl=Translate"&gt;english translation by babelfish.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;note: the translation is very very funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-1622268544772615791?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/1622268544772615791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/1622268544772615791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/1622268544772615791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='很累'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-5756697370096558202</id><published>2008-08-29T23:21:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T21:11:39.691+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Views'/><title type='text'>Barisan Nasional - Remnants Of Former Glory</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img517.imageshack.us/img517/7541/merdeka1957tunkuabdulrake7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;"Merdeka.....Merdeka.....Merdeka.....Merdeka.....Merdeka.....". Those were the words that signified Malaysia's independence 50+ years ago and we could still hear those words year after years during the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Merdeka&lt;/span&gt; Celebration. 24 more hours to go and Malaysia will be celebrating it's 51st birthday but it's a bit different this year. All the joyful and merry atmosphere are no longer there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since our beloved country achieved independence on the 31st of August 1957, we've seen 4 significant leaders who had became our prime ministers namely : our very own &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tunku_Abdul_Rahman"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bapa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kemerdekaan&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tunku&lt;/span&gt; Abdul &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Rahman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Abdul_Razak"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Bapa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Pembangunan&lt;/span&gt; - Tun Abdul &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Razak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tun_Hussein_Onn"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Bapa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Perpaduan&lt;/span&gt; - Tun Hussein &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Onn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and lastly &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mahathir"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Bapa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Pemodenan&lt;/span&gt; - Tun Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Mahathir&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Mohamad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Abdullah_Ahmad_Badawi"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Bapa&lt;/span&gt; Islam &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Hadhari&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Abdullah&lt;/span&gt; Ahmad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Badawi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Pak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Lah&lt;/span&gt; promised every single Malaysian that fighting corruption will be his main priority when he first got into office on 2003 and he had broken  his promise because even the blind could see the corruption that is currently happening in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's not talk about him anymore since his end is already at the doorstep. Let's talk about the future because it is going to be wilder and crazier. According to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY PERSONAL INTERPRETATION&lt;/span&gt;, the following will happen if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;BN&lt;/span&gt; is to continue to govern Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Najib_Tun_Razak"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Bapa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;&lt;del&gt;Pengeboman&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;del&gt;&lt;/del&gt; PKN - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Najib&lt;/span&gt; Tun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Razak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; will be the 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; prime minister. Every single Malaysian will be forced to undergo &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Malaysian_National_Service#Major_Incidents"&gt;National Training&lt;/a&gt; (which was his brainchild in the first place). More tourist will be sent to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Malaysia_space_program"&gt;useless space vacation&lt;/a&gt; using taxpayer's money and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Datukship&lt;/span&gt; would be given to the tourist as souvenir. Everyone would want to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Najib_Tun_Razak#1987_Kampung_Baru_rally"&gt;soak their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;keris&lt;/span&gt; with Chinese blood&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hishammuddin_Hussein"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Bapa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Keris&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Melayu&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Hishammuddin&lt;/span&gt; Hussein&lt;/a&gt; will be the 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; prime minister. Every single Malaysian would wanna bring their &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hishammuddin_Hussein#Keris_controversy"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;keris&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;pedang&lt;/span&gt;, axe and even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;cangkul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to any meeting. Everyone would wanna copy other people's idea because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;KerisMuddin&lt;/span&gt; copied  this idea from his predecessor.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Khairy_Jamaluddin"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Bapa&lt;/span&gt; Mat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;Rempit&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;Khairy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;Jamaluddin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; will be the 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; prime minister. Everyone would &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Khairy_Jamaluddin#Support_of_illegal_racing"&gt;get themselves a motor&lt;/a&gt;, perform super impossible stunts without any safety measures on streets, highways, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;lorong&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;jalan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;belakang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt; lain-lain &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;lagi&lt;/span&gt;. Everyone would talk about nothing but nonsense and bullshit all day long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And the 9&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; is.......wait, wait, wait. Do you think that our country could survive that long after having such wonderful prime ministers? I don't think so.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLgSzp-TxeI/AAAAAAAAAU8/ApntUQ8J5Ao/s400/bn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239958845095396834" border="0" /&gt;Before&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLgSznir07I/AAAAAAAAAVE/YTEO9sESwx4/s400/piratebn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239958844442661810" border="0" /&gt;After&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ironically, the same ship which brought us independence and hope 50 years ago is now filled with pirates which are robbing us through corruption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-5756697370096558202?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/5756697370096558202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/08/barisan-nasional-remnants-of-former.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/5756697370096558202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/5756697370096558202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/08/barisan-nasional-remnants-of-former.html' title='Barisan Nasional - Remnants Of Former Glory'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLgSzp-TxeI/AAAAAAAAAU8/ApntUQ8J5Ao/s72-c/bn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-694463784983995714</id><published>2008-08-26T22:05:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T11:25:19.909+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Views'/><title type='text'>Congratulation Yang Berbahagia Datuk Seri Anwar bin Ibrahim</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img145.imageshack.us/img145/2894/anwarpermatangpauheg4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Congratulation Yang Berbahagia Datuk Seri Anwar bin Ibrahim&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2008/8/26/nation/20080826174715&amp;amp;sec=nation"&gt;winning a majority of 15,671 votes&lt;/a&gt; in the Permatang Pauh by-election. It's time to get back into action and do what you couldn't in the past decade which is - smack the mother of reality into BN. Malaysian do not want anymore of those nonsense racial politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to change. It's time to improve. It's time to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;shut Khairy Jamaluddin and the whole corrupted government up&lt;/span&gt;. Hey Khairy, what happen to "&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.malaysiakini.com/news/88233"&gt;kuburkan politik Anwar&lt;/a&gt;"? I bet he's currently digging a hole to kuburkan himself instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"a man who can win a by-election and become the leader of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;strongest Federal Opposition this country has seen in 51 years&lt;/span&gt; just four years after being released from jail cannot be written off." - &lt;a href="http://m.themalaysianinsider.com.my/articles.php?id=8181"&gt;Malaysian Insider&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-694463784983995714?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/694463784983995714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/08/congratulation-yang-berbahagia-dato.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/694463784983995714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/694463784983995714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/08/congratulation-yang-berbahagia-dato.html' title='Congratulation Yang Berbahagia Datuk Seri Anwar bin Ibrahim'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-6036315646205166535</id><published>2008-08-26T00:36:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T23:51:39.456+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>AirAsia 1000000 Free Seats !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 298px;" src="http://img355.imageshack.us/img355/5592/fsenv1ow3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;To my friends, family, readers, everybody. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;AirAsia is giving out 1000000 free seats&lt;/span&gt; to all destination ....blar .....blar ......blar. Read the promotion details &lt;a href="http://www.airasia.com/site/my/en/home.jsp"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Enough's said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called my mom just now to inform her of this promotion. As it seems, she already knew about it because my sis-in-law had told her about it and she will buy the ticket for me first thing in the morning. Hopefully the tickets will not deplete that fast. If they do, then i think this will definitely be the promotion of the century. 1000000 tickets in 12 hours, imagine that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad thing is that the promotion period is only from 1st April till 31st July which only covers my next sem break &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(11th May till 5th July)&lt;/span&gt;.......walau-eh, cannot put between 1st Jan till 31st July meh. I had been waiting for this merdeka sales from AirAsia for he past 2 months because i wanted to buy tickets back and forth to KL for this sem break and also next year's chinese new year. Guess I'll just have to put up with undiscounted air ticket because I don't think there will be anymore promotion of this kind. *sigh* This sem break and coming CNY are goin to be 2 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;HELL OF EXPENSISE HOLIDAYS&lt;/span&gt; for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;**update** 2.16pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total cost of air ticket for this sem break, next sem break and coming CNY - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;RM1091&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-6036315646205166535?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/6036315646205166535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/08/airasia-1000000-free-seats.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/6036315646205166535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/6036315646205166535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/08/airasia-1000000-free-seats.html' title='AirAsia 1000000 Free Seats !!!'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-3348924999320489983</id><published>2008-08-23T10:15:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T14:01:47.099+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Views'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gems of the Internet'/><title type='text'>A Desperate Pak Lah / BN Government</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 364px;" src="http://img151.imageshack.us/img151/8731/dollahguiltycopylr5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;Just 2 days ago, i read a &lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2008/8/21/nation/22138409&amp;amp;sec=nation"&gt;news article on The Star&lt;/a&gt; (allegedly a mainstream media owned by the Government) Pak Lah has just announced that the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;fuel price will not change before polling day for the Permatang-Pauh&lt;/span&gt; mother of all by-election. According to Mr.Sleepy, Babi Negara would stick to it's plan of announcing the new fuel prices on 31st August which will be enforced on 1st September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, last night's news which reported the &lt;a href="http://themalaysianinsider.com/index.php/malaysia/8035-petrol-and-diesel-price-to-drop-tomorrow"&gt;drop in fuel prices&lt;/a&gt; has proven either BN is desperate to win the heart of Permatang-Pauh's citizen after news regarding the &lt;a href="http://www.malaysiakini.com/news/88319"&gt;bogus PhD&lt;/a&gt; of BN candidate &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(which i 1st read from&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://educationmalaysia.blogspot.com/2008/08/fake-degree-in-permatang-pauh.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; for the Permatang Pauh by-election, Arif Shah was proven to be true, OR our very own prime minister who should have known the future plans of Malaysia like the back of his hand no longer has any idea of what he is saying or doing. Hmm.....possible sign of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alzheimer"&gt;Alzheimer&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Datuk &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Arif Shah Omar Shah is a cheat&lt;/span&gt; and he should be stripped off of his Datukship. Datuk-sampan is more suitable for him. There is no apparent reason for him to tell lies regarding his education background aside from trying to cheat the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rakyat&lt;/span&gt; and that alone is a crime. If he had stopped pursuing PhD from Edison University of Technology, why didn't he explain himself before others found out about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of Pak Lah, this is not the first time he had contradicted himself as &lt;a href="http://thedandelions.wordpress.com/2008/08/04/pak-lah-lies-akin-to-treachery-so-pak-lah-why-you-lied-to-us-so-many-times/"&gt;he has been telling us lies&lt;/a&gt; since he was in the office such as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm determined to stop corruptions - it turns out the current government is more corrupt than ever.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;News about me remarrying are just rumours - he then remarries his wife's sister in-law 3 months later.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will not dissolve the parliament yet - in which he dissolved the parliament the very next day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fuel prices will not increase - and he raised the price of petrol for 78 cents per litre and diesel for RM1 per litre 3 months later.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0s3W5DNgEhU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0s3W5DNgEhU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, i no longer have any confidence in the Umno lead BN government as they have shown us time and time again that they cannot do anything aside from corruptions and cover-up for their crimes. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;REFORMASI!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-3348924999320489983?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/3348924999320489983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/08/desperate-pak-lah-bn-government.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/3348924999320489983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/3348924999320489983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/08/desperate-pak-lah-bn-government.html' title='A Desperate Pak Lah / BN Government'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-1379885040475397489</id><published>2008-08-21T20:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T14:18:19.477+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Reality Kicks In...And It Hurts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SK1hCqgrttI/AAAAAAAAAT4/STjzh5CoFGk/s1600-h/reality-check.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 336px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SK1hCqgrttI/AAAAAAAAAT4/STjzh5CoFGk/s400/reality-check.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236948640100759250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Today is Tuesday or Wednesday?" Stephen asked me and Dominic. We replied "It's already Thursday la brother. Play game until forget the time is it?". That was exactly what happen just a few hours ago. May be &lt;del&gt;most&lt;/del&gt; some of us enjoyed the midterm break too much until we lost track of time. The same applies to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is our university's convo week and all the students get to have a break. 5/9 of the holiday is gone and this is what i've done:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;swimming&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;basketball&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;surf net&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;blog&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;read other people's blog&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;watch downloaded movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;and many more things that has nothing to with my studies at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, it's time to wake up. I realize that i have quite a few task that should have been done by now namely:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;finish my maths tutorial homework&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;finish my lab report&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;study for my Kadazandusun, Maths and Strength of Material's midterm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Somehow i'm experiencing the exact same feeling as the few months before STPM. You know you're gonna go through something tough yet you don't have the will to prepare for it. *Sigh*.......Hopefully it not too late to start doin those stuff.......YET.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-1379885040475397489?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/1379885040475397489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/1379885040475397489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/08/reality-kicks-inand-it-hurts.html' title='Reality Kicks In...And It Hurts'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SK1hCqgrttI/AAAAAAAAAT4/STjzh5CoFGk/s72-c/reality-check.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-2560398813808988599</id><published>2008-08-17T22:12:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T14:22:59.258+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Views'/><title type='text'>Lee Chong Wei - A True Malaysian Hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SKg7_hp1loI/AAAAAAAAATw/yOcQfDEaA5U/s400/Img214028411.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235500529369847426" border="0" /&gt;Disappointed.....sad.....heartbroken.....frustrated.....furious.....you name it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today truly is a dark day for all Malaysian as &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lin_Dan"&gt;Lin Dan&lt;/a&gt; had just denied Malaysia's only chance (so far) for winning a Olympic Gold Medal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this post is not about any negative expression. In fact it's the TOTAL OPPOSITE. It's sole purpose is to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;congratulate A TRUE MALAYSIAN HERO&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lee_Chong_Wei"&gt;Lee Chong Wei&lt;/a&gt; for winning a silver medal which is &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Malaysia_at_the_2008_Summer_Olympics"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MALAYSIA'S FIRST MEDAL IN 12 FREAKING YEARS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  in the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2008_Summer_Olympics"&gt;2008 Beijing Olympic&lt;/a&gt;.It is unfair for anyone to point fingers at him. Try to put ourselves in his shoes instead and understand the kind of stress he was facing which we couldn't even dream of. To be honest if i were him, i would have crap my pants long before they chant "&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;林丹加油&lt;/span&gt;" (Lin Dan Jia You).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee Chong Wei, i know you're not reading this, but i support you till the end as you have made it clear to the world that Malaysia is serious about the Olympic games and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;not just there to "陪跑"&lt;/span&gt; (literally accompany run). You may have missed your chance (for the gold) this time but as a fellow Malaysian, I'm still very proud of you and so should every single Malaysian be. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I DON'T GIVE A DAMN&lt;/span&gt; for anyone who think otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;scream as you might but i've disabled the comment on this post. neh neh neh neh pu pu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-2560398813808988599?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/2560398813808988599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/2560398813808988599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/08/lee-chong-wei-true-malaysian-hero.html' title='Lee Chong Wei - A True Malaysian Hero'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SKg7_hp1loI/AAAAAAAAATw/yOcQfDEaA5U/s72-c/Img214028411.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-2028682754438153764</id><published>2008-08-16T01:40:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T14:22:42.918+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Views'/><title type='text'>My Favorite Doctors</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 332px;" src="http://img525.imageshack.us/img525/4065/thethinkercloserz0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;First of all let me be clear about this. The doctors I'm pointing to are not doctors who work in clinics / hospitals or those who treat and cure patients. The doctors I'm referring to are scholars who have  a doctorate degree - Doctors of Philosophy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone is free enough to look up the word &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ph_D"&gt;"PhD" in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wikipedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;,  the word - &lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="la"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Philosophiæ&lt;/span&gt; Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, meaning "teacher of philosophy" will instantly pop up. Yes, a person who has a PhD is a teacher of philosophy, meaning he/she has the ability to teach philosophy. That is why i prefer to be taught by  "doctors",  not because they are better at teaching but because they could enlighten us with some of their wisdom / philosophies which we cannot find on any text book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you might say, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;eleh&lt;/span&gt;, normal lecturer / anyone without a PhD also can give philosophy la" which is very true. But up until now, the only lecturers who had taught me something out of the books are all doctors. Yet again, may be i wasn't paying attention while other lecturers were teaching. So, you be the judge :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this semester alone, i have 5 lecturers (including my literature of  &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peranakan"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Peranakan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Tiong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Hua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lecturer) who have PhD (which is quite a lot compare to previous semesters). Well, surely i cannot say that all doctors are good at teaching (one of the doctors ...... *cough*..... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Choo&lt;/span&gt;..... *cough*..... actually isn't very good at teaching because there are literally ZERO student who pays any attention to him while he is &lt;del&gt;teaching&lt;/del&gt; mumbling) , i can say that most of them have very interesting characteristic which captivates me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without further ado, let us unveil "my favorite doctors".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. 1 would be my favorite - &lt;a href="http://www.ums.edu.my/appl/index.php?mod=Publication&amp;amp;action=staffviewd&amp;amp;id=748"&gt;Dr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Harimi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; who is my Applied Mechanics Lecturer and also my Academic Adviser. He is a tall, lean guy who speaks in a french / middle eastern accent. He is somewhat a strict yet funny lecturer who doesn't comply with students that ask / beg for extra marks for tests / assignments / exams. "If you come to me like this (with his head looking down to the floor and back hunched) and ask for marks, i will not respect you because even you do not respect yourself. But if you come to me like this (with his head up high and back straight), i will think that "wow, this guy is great" and i will give you the marks.....IF you can convince me to do so. There is no use begging me for the marks because &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;i do not give you the marks; you obtain the marks&lt;/span&gt; by yourself." said Dr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Harimi&lt;/span&gt; during this week's tutorial. Dr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Harimi&lt;/span&gt; is the only lecturer i know who teaches 400 students and gives 7-8 tutorials a week all by himself. For some reason unknown to me, Dr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Harimi&lt;/span&gt; always wear a shade whether it's sunny, rainy, indoor or outdoor. And he looks very cool in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; favorite lecturer - &lt;a href="http://www.ums.edu.my/appl/index.php?mod=Publication&amp;amp;action=staffviewd&amp;amp;id=1594"&gt;Dr Willie&lt;/a&gt; who had been teaching me since last semester in Eng. Material and Fluid Mechanics. Dr Willie is also our mechanical program coordinator. He is considered a bit on the chubby side and looks a bit like &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Winnie_the_pooh"&gt;Pooh bear&lt;/a&gt;. He is very patient and willing to explain everything in detail to us. On some occasions, he will make some simple mistakes in his lecture and make &lt;del&gt;the whole&lt;/del&gt; most of the class confused (at this point, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;elvin&lt;/span&gt; will jokingly say that Dr Willie &lt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;又再忘记吃药了&lt;/span&gt;&gt; has once again forgotten to take his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;pill&lt;/span&gt;). Once in a while, Dr Willie would shed some light on "working as an engineer in the real world" for us and it has been very informative as we can prepare ourselves better got the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd but not least - &lt;a href="http://www.ums.edu.my/appl/index.php?mod=Publication&amp;amp;action=staffviewd&amp;amp;id=1656"&gt;Dr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Yeo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; who teaches Eng. Mathematics III and also &lt;a href="http://www.ums.edu.my/appl/index.php?mod=Publication&amp;amp;action=introaccess&amp;amp;sek=sktm&amp;amp;lang=_en"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;SKTM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'s deputy dean. Dr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Yeo&lt;/span&gt; is the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; person who had brought me into thinking that Maths is fun (the 1st being Mr Eddie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Tay&lt;/span&gt;, my form 4,5 add maths tutor). I can still remember during the 1st day of lecture he asked the class, "class, where do you think knowledge comes from?". Some of the students answered : books, lecturers, friends, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;hard work&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;et&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;cetera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. "No, knowledge doesn't come from that" he replied, "knowledge comes from the brain because everything that you've mentioned  all originated from the brain. SO, next time when you can't solve a problem, it's not because you don't have the knowledge, it's because you're not thinking, as the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;knowlegde&lt;/span&gt; is already inside your head". Another philosophy of his that i find interesting is when he said "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Maths is USELESS&lt;/span&gt;........IF you do not learn how to apply them in the real world. Without application, maths is just a bunch of numbers. BUT, if you learn to use it to your advantage and learn the necessary governing equations, you can even predict the future" with everyone bewildered. "What? You don't believe me?" he asked, "Let's take an example, if i throw a rock straight into the air, what will happen? Huh? It turns into a POTATO?!?! No, it will goes up and then falls back down right? See, you can already tell the future before it actually happens using mathematics, because the flight of the rock is governed by mathematics equation. You ARE predicting the future, am i right?". Funny yet brilliant isn't he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, before i end this post, here's a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Bonus philosophy from Dr &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Harimi&lt;/span&gt; - "How do you determine whether a lecturer is good or not? Is a lecturer consider as good if he gives you very high marks in exam? I don't think so. Is a lecturer consider as good if he sets the same question for exam year after years? I don't think so. For me, if you really want to know whether a lecturer is good, go ask the weak students in the class. If even the weak students would say that a lecturer is good, then he IS good. This is very accurate".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;confession : it's been a long time since i came up with a long (relatively) post like this. And recently I've been experiencing some&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Writer%27s_block"&gt;writer's block&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;and this particular post has taken me more than 1 day to finish. May be it's because i have not been writing any English composition ever since i left High School. Hopefully i will gain back the momentum someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Question&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Is there any philosophy that you find interesting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ps: since i'm obsessed with editing joker face using GIMP, i had made another 1 using my own photo and you can view it at&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.new.facebook.com/photos.php?id=546172464#/album.php?aid=28349&amp;amp;id=546172464"&gt;my facebook album&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&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/6685776123233483137-2028682754438153764?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/2028682754438153764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-favorite-doctors.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/2028682754438153764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/2028682754438153764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-favorite-doctors.html' title='My Favorite Doctors'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-8087452619408872476</id><published>2008-08-10T09:17:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T14:18:23.819+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Think you're very patriotic? Think again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="pronset"&gt;&lt;span class="show_spellpr" style="display: inline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" class="pron"&gt;&lt;b&gt;pey&lt;/b&gt;-tree-uh-tiz-uhm - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;devoted love, support, and defense of one's country; national loyalty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SJ5N9dJadfI/AAAAAAAAATY/QYLaEZV_ucQ/s400/jalurgemilang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232705535242565106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Jalur Gemilang or Stripes of Glory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here are a few simple question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do you love your country?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How patriotic are you? (scale 1 to 10)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How proud are you with Malaysia? (scale 1 to 10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When was the last time you wrapped yourself in the Jalur Gemilang while watching a sports event?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When was the last time you stood up and sang Negaraku in public?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When was the last time you cheered gloriously while the prime minister or YDPA is giving a speech on TV?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Those were the questions that have been playing in my mind again and again since Friday night. You see, me and a few friends of mine went to watch the Beijing Olympic opening ceremony at a mamak stall nearby our house on Friday night. Right beside the mamak stall is a middle class air-conditioned Chinese restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that night, the Chinese restaurant was fully occupied by our university's foreign student - THE CHINESE FROM &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/People%27s_Republic_of_China"&gt;PEOPLE'S REPUBLIC OF CHINA&lt;/a&gt;. Obviously they were there to show support for their county who is hosting the 2008 Olympic Game. There were a few things they did which made me dropped my jaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, one of them brought the "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Flag_of_People%27s_Republic_of_China"&gt;五星红旗&lt;/a&gt;" (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Flag_of_People%27s_Republic_of_China"&gt;Five Star Red Flag&lt;/a&gt;) with them and waved it around whenever they are cheering. Secondly, while "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/March_of_the_Volunteers"&gt;义勇军进行曲&lt;/a&gt;" or &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/March_of_the_Volunteers"&gt;March of the Volunteers&lt;/a&gt; (national anthem of People's Republic of China) is on, all of them stood up and sang heartily. Oh ya, did i mention they also cheered "中国加油" (Fight on China) when the athletes of China were marching out into the stadium. (Well, us Malaysian were not too bad. At least we clapped when the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baju-melayu-wearing&lt;/span&gt; Athletes were marching out.) And lastly, when &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hu_Jintao"&gt;President Hu&lt;/a&gt; was giving his speech, all of them listened fondly and again cheered for him when he finishes his speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of photos from that night which were taken exactly the same time (well, may be a few secs in between) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SJ5N9iwfgUI/AAAAAAAAATg/6ak0v3qMKYQ/s400/mamak.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232705536748650818" border="0" /&gt;Mamak stall : clean and quiet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SJ5N-PjIUJI/AAAAAAAAATo/8yH1-_U_XBM/s400/restaurant.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232705548772200594" border="0" /&gt;Chinese restaurant : All stood up and cheered (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;notice the red flag&lt;/span&gt; the guy was holding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, i still love my country like i always have but i truly hope that one day, we can show our love and passion towards the country that even rivals that of the CHINESE. And yes, i really think that the current government sucks at governing which is mainly the reason for the lack of patriotism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you think you're very patriotic? Think again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bonus Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Which side were you on when Malaysia's National Football Squad were playing against Chelsea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-8087452619408872476?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/8087452619408872476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/08/think-youre-patriotic-think-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/8087452619408872476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/8087452619408872476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/08/think-youre-patriotic-think-again.html' title='Think you&apos;re very patriotic? Think again.'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SJ5N9dJadfI/AAAAAAAAATY/QYLaEZV_ucQ/s72-c/jalurgemilang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-1181610731702943130</id><published>2008-08-04T21:54:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T14:23:39.643+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photoshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nothing But Complains'/><title type='text'>A Past Which Came To Haunt &amp; A Bitchy Lab Demonstrator</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;**update** 11.49am 6-8-08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked to Dr. Willie yesterday and he said that he will personally talk to our lab demo. Added new improved photo of lab demo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;**update** 11.56am 5-8-08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;added new photo of my lab demo. Just scroll down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;**update ends**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are moving at a slow pace this semester. It's already week 5 and most of the subjects that I'm taking have only reached 2nd / 3rd chapter. I feel as if I'm not progressing at all. Or may be i  wasn't paying attention during lectures therefore not progressing.....who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm taking Engineering Mathematics III - Differential Equations with Modeling Application this semester and as I've stated in the title, my past has came to haunt me. My lecturer Dr. Yeoh is going to finish Chapter 3 by next week and i seem to be lost. Why? During my 1.5 years as a Form 6 student, i didn't pay much attention to the teachers especially Mr. Lim's Maths class (which i regret dearly). Instead, i would  &lt;del&gt;spend&lt;/del&gt; WASTE most of my time sleeping / solving sudoku in class. And now, i find that i have difficulties in solving the simplest Differential Equation question. How i wish i could have a time machine so that i can travel back in time and advice myself to study harder T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent half and hour this afternoon reading &lt;a href="http://zewt.blogspot.com/"&gt;As Zewt As It Gets&lt;/a&gt; and found some meaningful post :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://zewt.blogspot.com/2007/03/dear-mommy.html"&gt;Dear Mommy.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://zewt.blogspot.com/2007/03/farewell-magnificent-woman-loving-mom.html"&gt;Farewell...Magnificent Woman, Loving Mom.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://zewt.blogspot.com/2007/03/it-was-not-meant-to-be-surprise.html"&gt;It Was Not Meant To Be A Surprise.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://zewt.blogspot.com/2007/03/2nd-chance-with-mom.html"&gt;A 2nd Chance With Mom.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://zewt.blogspot.com/2007/03/some-of-moms-wishes.html"&gt;Some Of Mom's Wishes.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://zewt.blogspot.com/2007/05/as-mourning-period-for-mom-ends.html"&gt;As Mourning Period For Mom Ends.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;In a completely unrelated matter,&lt;br /&gt;I had my 1st Experiment last Friday and the experiment that i carried out was Tension Test. Actually we didn't even perform the experiment as we were told by our lab demonstrator that the &lt;a href="http://www.instron.us/wa/home/default_en.aspx"&gt;Instron Machine&lt;/a&gt; wasn't in working condition. Then the lab demo gave us a couple of aluminum alloy plate and asked us to take the measurement of the plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SJcCtl4kN9I/AAAAAAAAAR8/gCaHE6iDnUc/s400/bastard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230652474500855762" border="0" /&gt;A pitiful SOTB who should learn to respect others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The problem is, our lab demo is &lt;del&gt;an ASS&lt;/del&gt; a son of the bitch. I've heard some of my course mate talking about how bad our lab demo's attitude is because they did their experiment a few days ahead of us and the lab demo had proven them to be correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reasons? Instead of giving us proper instruction, he would shout at us. Instead of explaining to us what we didn't understand, he would mock us and said that we shouldn't call ourselves university student. The worse part is, he didn't help us at all and yet demanded that we submit our report in time or else he will give us a ZERO as he claimed that he doesn't get paid for OT. After asking a few of my friends who did other experiments, I've found out that aside from helping the students, other lab demos also gave them extra time to finish their report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, i really pity this SOTB as this kinda people will never ever be successful in their lives as they do not understand the meaning of respect. Even my lecturers who have doctorate degree showed more respect to others and more humble than him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough grumbling for today. I'm gonna bring this case to Dr. Willie (who is also one of my favorite lecturer) tomorrow and hopefully he can find someone else who is more qualified to be our lab demo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nelson's impression of our lab demo. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why so serious?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SJkfXETWM3I/AAAAAAAAATI/16qF-1p77Uo/s400/bastardjokerbetter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231246923319882610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why don't you give me a call when you wanna start taking things a little more seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Here's my card.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;PS: I wanna thank all my friends who supported me and my blog.&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/6685776123233483137-1181610731702943130?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/1181610731702943130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/08/past-which-came-to-haunt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/1181610731702943130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/1181610731702943130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/08/past-which-came-to-haunt.html' title='A Past Which Came To Haunt &amp; A Bitchy Lab Demonstrator'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SJcCtl4kN9I/AAAAAAAAAR8/gCaHE6iDnUc/s72-c/bastard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-477259131007035360</id><published>2008-07-29T19:18:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T14:18:35.536+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Bashed by a stranger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://britmusicscene.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/11/embarrassed-chimpanzee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 183px;" src="http://britmusicscene.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/11/embarrassed-chimpanzee.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was embarrassed......totally and utterly embarrassed by a stranger who commented on my &lt;a href="http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/07/diy-shoe-rack-mr-raymond-t-podtung.html"&gt;previous post&lt;/a&gt; regarding one of my lecturer. That stranger that goes by the name of CremeBrulee had commented about how poor my English level is and yet i still dare to complain about my lecturer's English. In his comment, he pointed out all the grammatical errors that were in that particular post (which i had made corrections). To be honest, at first i took it quite personally as i felt like i was stripped of my pride and wanted to dig a hole and bury myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, i took the time to think about those errors that i had made and realized that he was actually right.......duh..... I did make a hell lot of grammatical errors in my writing and I deserve to be embarrassed. I even spent around half an hour reading his blog and found out that his English really is very good (may be mine was so bad that i could not find the simplest mistake he made).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's 1 thing that i could not agree 100% with him. At the end of his comment, he stated that i should have "brush up on my shit before I start dumping on other people". Surely he was not thinking hard enough when he said that. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Example 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's say a bunch of my friends and I are watching football match at the local mamak stall. One of the footballer missed a decisive penalty kick and lost the game. If any one of us were to complain / curse / beat the hell out of that player, we would have to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Practice our penalty kick a gazillion times until we can score a penalty 99.99% of the time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Form / join a team and fight our way to international standards.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Win an internationally recognized league.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then only can we start to complain / curse / beat the hell out of that player&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;chances of success : 0.00000001%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Example 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've found out that the current government is neglecting the people's interest by :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;sending a couple or tourist into space at the price of RM105 million just to experiment with making teh tarik in space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;buying a fleet of 14 Mercedes Benz E200K at the price of RM 3.43 million as a 'cost-cutting measure'.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;removing fuel subsidies causing thousands / millions of people to suffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;If you were to complain about the government, you would have to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get yourself voted as a MP&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get your party to win 2/3 of the parliament's seat.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do a better job than the previous government.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then only can you start complaining about how stupid the previous government was.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;chances of success : 0.0000000000000000001%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. CremeBrulee's advice may seems like it came from a man of greatness, but anyone who could not put themselves in other people's shoe should not act like a saint and give advice as they go. However, thanks to him, i double check, triple check and quadruple check my writing before i push the "publish" button :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partner who helped me with this post - &lt;a href="http://www.spellchecker.net/spellcheck/"&gt;spellchecker.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Question&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Is there any grammatical error that you can spot in this post?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;ps: I would gladly accept any critics because i believe it could show me where have i missed or what have i done wrong. but non-offensive critics are more welcomed than others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-477259131007035360?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/477259131007035360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/07/bashed-by-stranger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/477259131007035360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/477259131007035360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/07/bashed-by-stranger.html' title='Bashed by a stranger'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-6638206169173743283</id><published>2008-07-24T12:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T12:27:28.854+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gems of the Internet'/><title type='text'>The Ant and the Grasshopper</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Older Version&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SIgBkD3wurI/AAAAAAAAAR0/R8j1ncU3NAQ/s1600-h/ant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SIgBkD3wurI/AAAAAAAAAR0/R8j1ncU3NAQ/s400/ant.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226429086589565618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An ant worked hard in the sweltering heat all summer, building its nest and laying up supplies for the winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A grasshopper thought the ant was stupid not knowing how to enjoy life. It spent its days laughing, singing &amp;amp; dancing thoroughly enjoying the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came winter, the ant was warm, comfortable and had no shortage of food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grasshopper had no proper shelter, no stored food, and couldn't find anything to eat from the snow-covered ground. So it died and the story ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Modern Version    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An ant worked hard in the sweltering heat all summer, building its nest and laying up supplies for the winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A grasshopper thought the ant was stupid not knowing how to enjoy life. It spent its days laughing, singing &amp;amp; dancing thoroughly enjoying the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came winter, the shivering grasshopper called a press conference and demanded to know why the ant should be warm and well fed while he was cold and starving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TV1, TV2 &amp;amp; TV3 showed up to provide pictures of the shivering grasshopper alongside to a video clip of the ant in his comfortable home with a table full of food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The majority of the Malaysian Parliamentarians were stunned by the  sharp contrast. How could this poor grasshopper be allowed to suffer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khairy staged a demonstration in front of the ant's nest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nazri went on a hunger strike along with other grasshoppers demanding that they be relocated to warmer climate area during winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Malaysia Government immediately passed a law forbidding all ants from working hard in the summer so as to bring about equality of poverty between ants and grasshoppers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hishammudin increased 'More Special Reservations' for grasshoppers in Educational Institutions &amp;amp; in Government Services..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ant was fined for failing to share 30% of his food with the grasshopper. The Prime Minister announced that this was part of the NEP.  No ant should question it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many years later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some ant migrated to the US and set up multi-billion dollar companies there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hundreds of grasshoppers still died of starvation despite the 'More Special Reservations'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Losing significant number of hard working ants and free loading the grasshoppers, Malaysia  remained a developing country, despite its abundant natural resources.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All because the remaining ANTS were still doing their work .............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latest finding showed that almost all the grasshoppers in the political arena and civil service were hoarding corrupt wealth which they refused to share with fellow grasshoppers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;source : email forwarded by shing yeu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-6638206169173743283?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/6638206169173743283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/07/ant-and-grasshopper_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/6638206169173743283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/6638206169173743283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/07/ant-and-grasshopper_24.html' title='The Ant and the Grasshopper'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SIgBkD3wurI/AAAAAAAAAR0/R8j1ncU3NAQ/s72-c/ant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-9201981078538325333</id><published>2008-07-20T12:30:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T14:18:39.511+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Trapped</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;***updates*** 11.45pm 21-7-08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;The Dark Knight&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;This friday afternoon&lt;/span&gt;, no doubt about it, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;even if it means i have to watch it alone&lt;/span&gt;. Muahahahahaha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;***updates*** 9.04pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after calculating my monthly expenditure together with 2 of my roommates, Jun Hui and Kam Foo, we've found out that every month our minimum expenditure would be around &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;RM550&lt;/span&gt;. Bear in mind that it is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MINIMUM&lt;/span&gt;. Which means &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;no KFC, McDonald, Dots Egg Tart&lt;/span&gt; or any food other than econ rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has only been 11 days since i came back to sabah and I'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;using up money like a sponge in a bucket of water&lt;/span&gt;. I'm currently trap in my own house because of my financial status.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was suppose to be &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Dark Knight Day&lt;/span&gt;. Well, it still is, just not for me. I've been anticipating this movie ever since i watched it's trailer about 8 months ago. But, after paying 2 months of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;house rent which cost RM260&lt;/span&gt; and bought &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2 reference book for RM146&lt;/span&gt;, i had to change my mind about goin to town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh......Anyway, i've finally been to the newly open (actually it was opened on May) 1 Borneo. Went there on friday afternoon to watch Hellboy 2 which i think it's quite nice but some say otherwise. As i expected, 1 Borneo was &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;almost similar to AEON Bukit Tinggi&lt;/span&gt; in size but there are a few shops that are only available here at sabah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 1st impression of it - Not Too Good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st of all, the parking lot it provides are way &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;too narrow&lt;/span&gt;. All the cars have to cramp together and thus making it hard to maneuver around the area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd, almost &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;1/2 of the tenants there are not open for business&lt;/span&gt;......yet. This has got to do with it's management fault. Imagine walking around a hypermall full of renovation noise and also the smell of cement. Not to mention, it has a very weird floor plan which tends to confuse newcomer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that there will be a Dark Knight Dvdrip soon enough on the net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Question&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Are you goin to watch the Dark Knight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-9201981078538325333?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/9201981078538325333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/07/trapped.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/9201981078538325333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/9201981078538325333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/07/trapped.html' title='Trapped'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-3745932337579622590</id><published>2008-07-15T19:12:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T14:18:42.086+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>DIY shoe rack &amp; Mr. Raymond T. Podtung</title><content type='html'>Last saturday, after settling &lt;del&gt;everything&lt;/del&gt; most of the things in our new house, we noticed that we are missing a shoe rack because all our shoes and slippers are all over the main entrance. So, as a house filled with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;mahasiswa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;mahasiswa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; yang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;pandai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;pandai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;belaka&lt;/span&gt;, we've decided (actually it was William and Stephen who decided) to build our own shoe rack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SHyLzCXqu9I/AAAAAAAAARc/ipUoMZsKTe4/s400/shoerack.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223203376768662482" border="0" /&gt;My roommate, Kam Foo (left) with Stephen setting up the pieces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SHyLza0gUvI/AAAAAAAAARk/JjHCYTSLEcU/s400/shoerack2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223203383332066034" border="0" /&gt;Mind you, do not think i did not do any of the work. I was sawing, hammering and knocking those pieces into shape even though i could still spare some time to take those pictures :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SHyLzh3cChI/AAAAAAAAARs/q6y04EjuK_8/s400/shoerack3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223203385223416338" border="0" /&gt;The final outcome of our sweat and efforts (made from a thrown bed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Enough about that. What comes next is more important. I had my official 1st day of class yesterday and along with it, my 1st maths and kadazandusun class. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mr. Petrus&lt;/span&gt;, my kadazandusun teacher (who is also my favorite teacher) &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;has left us this semester&lt;/span&gt; and he was replaced by the coordinator for kadazandusun language - Mr. Raymond T. Podtung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SHyLy7KSoPI/AAAAAAAAARU/ORmWXnyjvGs/s400/raymond.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223203374833508594" border="0" /&gt;Mr. Raymond talking to other students&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The whole night at his class i didn't really pay attention to him. Until when he said this : " &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;This semester i will give you all a few translation task where you are required to translate kadazandusun into english and vice versa. We are goin to evaluate both languages because we've found out that a lot of university students could not use english correctly. I often hear people saying thing such as : I Likes&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a profile of Mr. Raymond :&lt;br /&gt;- Got &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;linguistic degree from U.S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Former &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;English teacher&lt;/span&gt; somewhere in KK.&lt;br /&gt;- Currently teaching English at &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Open University Malaysia&lt;/span&gt; on saturday &amp;amp; sunday.&lt;br /&gt;- Teaches Kadazan on weekdays at UMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are a few English grammatical mistakes that he made within 1 hour :&lt;br /&gt;- This is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;happen&lt;/span&gt; everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;- I don't &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;born&lt;/span&gt; kids. My wife does.&lt;br /&gt;- I have a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;houses&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, he made more mistakes than that but i could only remember those. He also mentioned that he rarely speaks Malay because his whole family speaks english and yet when he speaks malay, he was more fluent and he made fewer mistakes (roll on floor laughing). A bit worried about my kadazandusun's grade this semester as i can hardly understand a word he was stuttering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Question&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Is there any teacher/lecturer that you have very little/no confidence in? How was he/she like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-3745932337579622590?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/3745932337579622590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/07/diy-shoe-rack-mr-raymond-t-podtung.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/3745932337579622590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/3745932337579622590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/07/diy-shoe-rack-mr-raymond-t-podtung.html' title='DIY shoe rack &amp; Mr. Raymond T. Podtung'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SHyLzCXqu9I/AAAAAAAAARc/ipUoMZsKTe4/s72-c/shoerack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-103837573571074972</id><published>2008-07-11T17:38:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T14:22:46.184+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>The Lock (update)</title><content type='html'>Woke up 10am in the morning today and gosh it feels really great to be able to wake up early in the morning and feel totally refreshed (I once read from an article, "&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;the luckiest person on earth is a person who can wake up without any noise from an alarm clock or anyone whatsoever&lt;/span&gt;").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down stairs and heard a very strange sound coming from the outside. It seems like Eric and Dominic are sawing off the pad lock at the main gate which lock us in the house the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SHcvWBEPEcI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/7UMc1LGDdEw/s400/sawingppl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221694348249207234" border="0" /&gt;2 half naked guy working on it (don't worry, there's nothing sexual to it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SHcvWkgniLI/AAAAAAAAARE/VEWcy9XRGeM/s400/sawing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221694357763492018" border="0" /&gt;3 minute plus later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SHcvW1KMDgI/AAAAAAAAARM/a8PJLvIeM6U/s400/lockbroke.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221694362232819202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My advise - do not buy this brand of pad lock even though it's stated "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TOP SECURITY&lt;/span&gt;" as it could be sawed off in less than 4 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though i wasn't in the pictures, i did &lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;del&gt;some sawing job&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; held the pad lock while Eric is sawing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starving right now even though i had my lunch at 12.30. For no reason whatsoever i get hungry easily over here at Sabah. May be it's the water. &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-103837573571074972?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/103837573571074972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/07/lock-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/103837573571074972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/103837573571074972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/07/lock-update.html' title='The Lock (update)'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SHcvWBEPEcI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/7UMc1LGDdEw/s72-c/sawingppl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-6163273314059622076</id><published>2008-07-10T16:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T14:18:49.305+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>To My Dear Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;***update***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pad lock at the main gate could not be open no matter how hard we tried. currently stuck inside the house until the locksmith comes by tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;***update***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been almost 24 hours since i left Semenanjung to come to this &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sabah"&gt;land below the wind&lt;/a&gt;. I'm currently alive and well so there's nothing to be worried about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached KK at 8.10pm last night and after buying some KFC, took a cab and reach the house i'm goin to stay for another 3 more years at 9pm. 1st thing that came to my mind once i reached the house was : "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;What the F*CK!!!! So dirty!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;". Yet i realise that some of my housemates who came back earlier than me had already did quite a lot of cleaning task, therefore i'm very grateful (almost spelled greatful, lol) to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room was in a huge mess even though one of my roommate, &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/41602567"&gt;Jun Hui&lt;/a&gt;, had already did some arranging to make it easier to breath in the room. Along with my other roommate, Kam Foo, the 3 of us work our ass off for the whole night and finally manage to make it to a state where we can stay in it (at least for now).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't get any sleep last night. Probably i'm still missing all my friends especially my girlfriend &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/jenlimtan"&gt;Jen Lim&lt;/a&gt;. I also miss all the luxuries i enjoyed during my 2 months semester break at home. Read "Rich dad Poor dad" until 2am only feel sleepy enough to go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended 2 classes today morning and found out tomorrow's classes were canceled. Might watch Hellboy 2 tomorrow at the newly opened &lt;a href="http://www.1borneo.com/"&gt;1 Borneo&lt;/a&gt; shopping mall (which is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;the largest hypermall in east Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;) right beside my campus. Hoping that it'll be like a sanctuary to make me feel more like home (the previous shopping mall that i went to are a lot like Shaw Centre Point back in Klang)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna have a "&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;whole house gotong-royong&lt;/span&gt;" on saturday which i really hope can be carried out 100% as it will be a marking of a new era.......muahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Question&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;What is the 1st thing that you'll do when you reach your ultimately messy room at 9pm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-6163273314059622076?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/6163273314059622076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/07/to-my-dear-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/6163273314059622076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/6163273314059622076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/07/to-my-dear-friends.html' title='To My Dear Friends'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-1380951690860495898</id><published>2008-07-02T13:43:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T14:18:53.734+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Exia Complete</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;W&lt;/span&gt;ent to Aeon Bukit Tinggi yesterday afternoon with Jen Lim, Wei Kuo and Sook May to watch Kung Fu Panda. After the movie, we went to Popular as i wanted to buy a finer Artliner to detail my new Gundam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach home at about 3pm and started to work on my Exia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SGsXjztEgxI/AAAAAAAAAO8/BY8v4TuPiQQ/s400/exiaunpainted.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218290497180959506" border="0" /&gt;Unpainted Exia&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SGsXkE7ALjI/AAAAAAAAAPE/aLZR5_gPZTQ/s400/paintingprocess.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218290501802798642" border="0" /&gt;Work in process (My livin room table)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Since this is the 2nd time i detail my gundam, there were a lot of mistakes along the process. For instance for a few times i drew pass the line and got some very very ugly effect on the Exia. Wanted to borrow my sis (liquid that use to clean away nail polish - what do you call that?) but she ask me to go find at her table myself. End up using tissue paper to wipe away those mistakes and surprisingly the tissue paper did it's job pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the whole detailing process, got a few tempting invitations from Wei Kuo, Jun Xiong and Jian Ming asking me to play DoTA with them but my perserverance prevails and i manage to finish the Exia 1/100 after 5 hours plus. 5 hours asembling + 5 hours detailing made it a total 10 working hours for me. If only i could put all those effort in my studies, i would be a 4 pointer student. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the finish product's picture :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SGsXkQHMyGI/AAAAAAAAAPM/nLce7F7gSoc/s400/exiafinish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218290504806746210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SGsXkra4bkI/AAAAAAAAAPU/0RrXxSyPBQs/s400/exiaback.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218290512137055810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SGtFozTn68I/AAAAAAAAAP0/4a-3QUU-LCI/s400/exiaposing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218341160508451778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SGsXlJ3Qe2I/AAAAAAAAAPc/g1nupc089cM/s400/exiacloseup.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218290520309136226" border="0" /&gt;Close-up&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SGsYBLRLUuI/AAAAAAAAAPk/pzybXyv9vzw/s400/gnshield.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218291001722622690" border="0" /&gt;Shield Detail&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SGsYBd1md5I/AAAAAAAAAPs/Nu0rWVVhKyE/s400/exialeg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218291006707234706" border="0" /&gt;Leg Detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Question&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;What do you call the liquid that use to clean away nail polish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-1380951690860495898?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/1380951690860495898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/07/exia-complete.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/1380951690860495898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/1380951690860495898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/07/exia-complete.html' title='Exia Complete'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SGsXjztEgxI/AAAAAAAAAO8/BY8v4TuPiQQ/s72-c/exiaunpainted.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-7878383371057194159</id><published>2008-06-28T12:35:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T14:18:57.251+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Exia 1/100</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was one of the most tiring day i have ever had since i'm back in Klang. The night earlier, i slept at 12.30am just to woke up at 2.45am to watch Russia vs Spain and did not get any sleep ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei Kuo had some problem with his laptop and wanted to bring it to Low Yat to have it checked and he ask me to accompany him (after someone Pang Pe Ki on him) . Went to eat Bak Kut Teh with Wei Kuo, Jen Lim and  Jun Xiong early in the morning before we went on with our journey to KL by train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Wei Kuo had settle his stuff, we went to Time Square for a stroll. Suddenly, i saw this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SGXKawSKQFI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Ls3pYI02Fxw/s400/exiabox.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216798304365068370" border="0" /&gt;Exia 1/100 selling at RM80.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Quickly, i went to the nearest ATM, withdraw some money and bought it straight away after having lunch at Kenny Rogers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back home, had a few DoTA games with Wei Kuo, Jian Ming and Jun Xiong, went to have dinner/supper with them, went back home at 11 and was tired as hell. Yet, i was determined to assemble the Exia model. Belows are some of the pics i took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SGXNNF_aNYI/AAAAAAAAAN8/joF_o3zyWfQ/s400/exiaparts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216801368208717186" border="0" /&gt;The horror within the box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SGXNNWHI2_I/AAAAAAAAAOE/XIw9E9gkwKc/s400/exiaguide.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216801372536101874" border="0" /&gt;Guides on how to assemble (which i think requires another guide to understand).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SGXNNRZO1nI/AAAAAAAAAOM/zKJQ2RD7RFU/s400/exiaupper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216801371269813874" border="0" /&gt;2 and a half hours later, still half way through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SGXNO2Yt_sI/AAAAAAAAAOU/j6KNTYoJUCM/s400/exianoweapon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216801398379642562" border="0" /&gt;Finally completed the whole body part (still missing the weapons)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SGXNPIWIBuI/AAAAAAAAAOc/rJaGB9XmfNo/s400/exiawithbox.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216801403200603874" border="0" /&gt;The finish product along with the box&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SGXQT6NqwWI/AAAAAAAAAOs/DeD5xt61SLg/s400/exiawithothers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216804783841263970" border="0" /&gt;New Gundam Exia 1/100 dwarfs my other Gundam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SGXNl_2caEI/AAAAAAAAAOk/R6vPn-xMC-g/s400/exia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216801796057229378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SGXRMOVRuAI/AAAAAAAAAO0/MwKfgj9pz7Q/s400/exiaposing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216805751314561026" border="0" /&gt;Hopefully this Gundam will be safe from the evil destroyer that is my nephew. Goin KL on monday again with Wei Kuo (if there are no road block). Hope can find a Virtue 1/100 on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;What do you think about the watermark feature (to prevent counterfeiting) for my pictures? Are the watermarks too visible?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-7878383371057194159?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/7878383371057194159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/06/exia-1100.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/7878383371057194159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/7878383371057194159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/06/exia-1100.html' title='Exia 1/100'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SGXKawSKQFI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Ls3pYI02Fxw/s72-c/exiabox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-8917347203053252774</id><published>2008-06-24T17:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T19:37:24.387+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gems of the Internet'/><title type='text'>Kita Bodoh. Ini Bodoh (Must Watch)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SJJsv6cdtGE&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SJJsv6cdtGE&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-8917347203053252774?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/8917347203053252774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/06/kita-bodoh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/8917347203053252774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/8917347203053252774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/06/kita-bodoh.html' title='Kita Bodoh. Ini Bodoh (Must Watch)'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-992064607554393778</id><published>2008-06-22T03:27:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T14:19:01.401+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>The person i love the most, hurt me the deepest (No Comment)</title><content type='html'>Intended to write a pretty long post about my rubik's cube. In fact i had all the ideas in my mind about what to write so i took these pic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SF1iFiREVzI/AAAAAAAAAMU/p-29L-e5cZk/s1600-h/rubikcube.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SF1iFiREVzI/AAAAAAAAAMU/p-29L-e5cZk/s400/rubikcube.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214431790802163506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SF1iGK-GOjI/AAAAAAAAAMc/aXrijjJQHUs/s1600-h/mastercube.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SF1iGK-GOjI/AAAAAAAAAMc/aXrijjJQHUs/s400/mastercube.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214431801728449074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SF1iGRCnu1I/AAAAAAAAAMk/IssIupyHJGY/s1600-h/virtuecube.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SF1iGRCnu1I/AAAAAAAAAMk/IssIupyHJGY/s400/virtuecube.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214431803358034770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But now, the only sentence i can utter is :&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; The person i love the most, hurt me the deepest..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-992064607554393778?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/992064607554393778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/992064607554393778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/06/person-i-love-most-hurt-me-deepest.html' title='The person i love the most, hurt me the deepest (No Comment)'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SF1iFiREVzI/AAAAAAAAAMU/p-29L-e5cZk/s72-c/rubikcube.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-4063844905188987009</id><published>2008-06-19T18:09:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T14:19:05.873+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photoshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Virtue Online</title><content type='html'>Remember about my Gundams totally destroyed by my nephew. Well....as it turns out, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;my Gundams aren't a total lost&lt;/span&gt; (only a part of them are).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you'd notice, i've been writing most of my previous posts very very late at night. Therefore, nap time is a must for me almost everyday. A few days ago when i woke up from my nap, i saw something i thought i wouldn't get to see anymore - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;my Gundam Virtue completely assembled&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, while my nephew was having his fun time checking out how do Gundams work by breaking them in pieces the other day, he only destroy some parts of my Exia and completely misses on the Virtue. At that time, i got so dishearten that i thought all of them were destroyed. So i didn't even care to restore them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came my mom. She thought that leaving the Gundams in pieces is such a waste. Therefore, she decided to assemble them on herself (which she've done a great job). It wasn't such a difficult task for a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;mother of 2 mechanical engineer&lt;/span&gt; :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few moments ago after watching "&lt;a href="http://www.cinemaonline.com.my/movie/movie.asp?search=madeofhonor"&gt;Made of Honour&lt;/a&gt;" with Jen Lim, i've found this permanent extra fine tip marker at popular and bought it. Came back home and spend a couple of hours inking my Virtue and here's the result:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SFo-m8hMgXI/AAAAAAAAAME/as-vLHg7_kM/s1600-h/virtue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SFo-m8hMgXI/AAAAAAAAAME/as-vLHg7_kM/s400/virtue.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213548357436080498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Slightly photoshoped image :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SFo-__nOmLI/AAAAAAAAAMM/OKLBcfcr-TY/s1600-h/virtuenopaint.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SFo-__nOmLI/AAAAAAAAAMM/OKLBcfcr-TY/s400/virtuenopaint.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213548787763419314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As compared to the one with no detailing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st photo was taken using a sony camera my bro (who is currently at Australia) left for me the morning before he departed. Though the camera is also 2.0 mega pixel (just like my W800), it has much better picture quality even though it has quite some noise in the picture. Looking forward in posting more high quality picture in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-4063844905188987009?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/4063844905188987009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/06/virtue-online.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/4063844905188987009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/4063844905188987009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/06/virtue-online.html' title='Virtue Online'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SFo-m8hMgXI/AAAAAAAAAME/as-vLHg7_kM/s72-c/virtue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-10460331960464474</id><published>2008-06-19T03:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T04:56:04.761+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gems of the Internet'/><title type='text'>Will It Blend?</title><content type='html'>Here's a quickie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l69Vi5IDc0g&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l69Vi5IDc0g&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found this video while i was searching for &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rubik_cube"&gt;Rubik's cube&lt;/a&gt; video on YouTube and apparently, this guy even blended the Rubik's cube. Check out &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=will+it+blend&amp;amp;search_type=&amp;amp;aq=0&amp;amp;oq=will+it+"&gt;other crazy stuff&lt;/a&gt; this guy had blended.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-10460331960464474?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/10460331960464474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/06/will-it-blend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/10460331960464474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/10460331960464474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/06/will-it-blend.html' title='Will It Blend?'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-8266447836673773074</id><published>2008-06-10T02:06:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T14:19:09.963+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>How to win friends and influence other people</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SE1-K2C6RlI/AAAAAAAAAL0/CSl0jGRADcM/s1600-h/howtoinfluence.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SE1-K2C6RlI/AAAAAAAAAL0/CSl0jGRADcM/s400/howtoinfluence.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209959068709045842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;M&lt;/span&gt;ore than a year ago, i've posted on my old blog a post titled - &lt;a href="http://noble_ang.blogs.friendster.com/noble_palace/2006/09/fundamental_tec.html"&gt;Fundamental Techniques in Handling People&lt;/a&gt;. It was extracted from my favorite book &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/How_to_Win_Friends_and_Influence_People"&gt;How to win friends and influence other people&lt;/a&gt; authored by Dale Carnegie first published at 1936 (over 70 years ago).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I encountered this book while i was still a librarian at &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Klang_high_school"&gt;Klang High School&lt;/a&gt;. As librarian, we had to be on duty after school once a week (at least). Our primary duty was to arrange the books to their respective shelves, sweep and mop the floor and also to process the book (wrap, stamp, record, and key in to the database which was headed by &lt;a href="http://eddyngwk.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ng Wei Kuo&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One afternoon while doin the processing task, i saw this book and thought : "&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;hey, i have quite a lot of friends now, why would i need to read such a book? It's only for loners&lt;/span&gt;". But, i was still curious bout what's inside this book. I read the 1st page, then the 2nd, then the 3rd and keep goin and goin and goin and without the sense of time, it was already time to close the library. Immediately i borrowed this book home for 2 weeks and read 2/3 of that book (i'm a slow reader). Even so, i've been able to change my attitude for the better. Through this book, I've found out about the little stuff that is essential for any relationship to work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, i've got the chance to buy the book from &lt;a href="http://www.berjaya.com/berjayabooks.htm"&gt;Borders&lt;/a&gt; for quite a cheap price (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;see the sticker? 3 books for the price of 2&lt;/span&gt;). I truly  recommend that everyone should  read this as it'll only improve ourselves (as i mention in &lt;a href="http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2007/05/to-be-great-man.html"&gt;my previous post&lt;/a&gt;: "a man's greatness is valued by the people around him", reading this book would surely increase our value &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;IF&lt;/span&gt; we can do what the book says ).  I haven't really finish this book and plan to bring this book to Sabah with me and hopefully can finish it by the end of this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Have you read this book before? Is there other self-improvement books that you can share?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PS: i've created a &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/"&gt;facebook&lt;/a&gt; account. look me up and add me as your friend. if you haven't got a facebook account, get it. it's loads of fun to play games with ur friends and to keep track of friends. definitely better than friendster&lt;/span&gt;&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/6685776123233483137-8266447836673773074?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/8266447836673773074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/06/how-to-win-friends-and-influence-other.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/8266447836673773074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/8266447836673773074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/06/how-to-win-friends-and-influence-other.html' title='How to win friends and influence other people'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SE1-K2C6RlI/AAAAAAAAAL0/CSl0jGRADcM/s72-c/howtoinfluence.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-7724985218842623002</id><published>2008-06-03T05:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T07:21:24.265+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gems of the Internet'/><title type='text'>It's all about the pitch</title><content type='html'>Russian singer，Vitas performing Opera#2&lt;br /&gt;Watch the video and listen carefully. Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oyaoERr38pc&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oyaoERr38pc&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;(Ear drums are still ringing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-7724985218842623002?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/7724985218842623002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-all-about-pitch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/7724985218842623002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/7724985218842623002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-all-about-pitch.html' title='It&apos;s all about the pitch'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-6476536062559978663</id><published>2008-06-01T14:45:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T14:19:13.579+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Death Of My Gundam</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;esterday wasn't the best day of my life. Why??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to JJ with Jen Lim becoz she wanted to buy a birthday gift for her Primary schoolmate who was having a birthday party that night. Walk around the whole JJ and yet she still cannot decides on what to buy since she herself doesn't even know what her friend likes. Then, she finally decided to buy some "stuff" at elianto which cost more that 40ringgit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to futsal in the afternoon for a couple of hours. Teamed up with 'A. Chan' and as usual, he likes to perform &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;one man show&lt;/span&gt; and din pass any ball to anyone in the team. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;What's the point of playing a team based game if you aren't willing to be a team player?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back home and to my horror, i saw this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SEJM4TdkHfI/AAAAAAAAAKI/x8pbQxJvegg/s1600-h/deathofgundam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SEJM4TdkHfI/AAAAAAAAAKI/x8pbQxJvegg/s400/deathofgundam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206808649374375410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2 of my gundams lying in pieces T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SEJNNzdkHgI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Ki5O2ekCCMo/s1600-h/hansheng.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SEJNNzdkHgI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Ki5O2ekCCMo/s400/hansheng.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206809018741562882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;the culprit&lt;/span&gt; - my nephew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I got really angry and wanted to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;punish him.....severely&lt;/span&gt;. But while taking a very long bath, i thought to myself: "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;when i was little i also did stupid stuff like messing up my brother's stuff and he never punished me, now that his son did the same thing to me, how can i NOT forgive him&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, me and Jen Lim went to her friend's house and we were the 1st out of 10 friends who were suppose to be there that night. Sat there like &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;a fool for the whole night&lt;/span&gt; because her friend - the birthday girl did a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;poor job as a host&lt;/span&gt; by just mingling with her "new" friends and neglecting her "has been" friends. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;If you cannot keep your friend companied, don't invite them at all&lt;/span&gt;. Worse of all from what i see, only a few guest brought presents, the rest of them just went there empty handed. What a pathetic day. It's a waste of time and money. I'd rather spend time doin nothing with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Question&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;What present do you buy for a friend who is not so close with you anymore??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-6476536062559978663?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/6476536062559978663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/06/death-of-my-gundam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/6476536062559978663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/6476536062559978663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/06/death-of-my-gundam.html' title='Death Of My Gundam'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SEJM4TdkHfI/AAAAAAAAAKI/x8pbQxJvegg/s72-c/deathofgundam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-3243752693714916507</id><published>2008-05-30T23:43:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T14:19:16.010+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Recovered</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SEA90jdkHYI/AAAAAAAAAJM/QiWv5P7UnPY/s1600-h/Hungry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SEA90jdkHYI/AAAAAAAAAJM/QiWv5P7UnPY/s400/Hungry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206229142322027906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After a whole week of suffering from sore throat, fever and headaches, The &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Fridge-Cleaner&lt;/span&gt; is finally back in town and ready to bite and munch everything in the fridge again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the Fridge-Cleaner? Ever since i left home a few months ago, the family fridge has practically stay the same. I mean, not a single person in the whole house touched any of the chocolate, sweets and packet drinks. 3 weeks back and i've &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;cleared out a few bars of chocolate, 2 packets of french fries and half a packet of nuggets&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And obviously because of that, I fell pretty sick over the past week and lost all my appetite. My mom asked me to go see a doctor but stubbornly, i refused. Instead i did what i usually do whenever i had any sore throats which is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gargle with salt water.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drink a cup of lemon with a bit of honey.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drink 1 spoon of "Ubat Batuk Cap Ibu dan Anak".&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and lastly, suck on 1 Dequadin lozenge (which i had the pic in previous post).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Do this 5 times a day for a few days and you've saved yourself 40ringgit from seeing the doctor. After restraining myself from eating fried foods for a whole week, i've finally gave in and cook up &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;tonight's 1st supper&lt;/span&gt; for myself which is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SEA-sjdkHdI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/gPOu__96Lq8/s1600-h/nugget.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SEA-sjdkHdI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/gPOu__96Lq8/s400/nugget.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206230104394702290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Golden Chicken Nuggets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SEA-szdkHeI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/HMUR2IUwGUc/s1600-h/FrenchFries.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SEA-szdkHeI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/HMUR2IUwGUc/s400/FrenchFries.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206230108689669602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;French Fries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's only 1am and the night is still young. My &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;next supper would probably be about a couple of hours from now&lt;/span&gt; :-p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;What do you usually do when you're havin sore throats or when you're sick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;PS: Removed ShoutBox from sidebar. Any comments please leave it at the comment area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-3243752693714916507?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/3243752693714916507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/05/recovered.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/3243752693714916507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/3243752693714916507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/05/recovered.html' title='Recovered'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SEA90jdkHYI/AAAAAAAAAJM/QiWv5P7UnPY/s72-c/Hungry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-9137567043970765834</id><published>2008-05-29T02:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T02:35:10.634+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gems of the Internet'/><title type='text'>Mario Padory</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tv-dEz9HW10"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tv-dEz9HW10" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-9137567043970765834?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/9137567043970765834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/05/mario-padory.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/9137567043970765834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/9137567043970765834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/05/mario-padory.html' title='Mario Padory'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-5225478638885913306</id><published>2008-05-26T04:52:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T22:06:53.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randy Pausch</title><content type='html'>Visited &lt;a href="http://alvin456.blogs.friendster.com/alvins_blog/"&gt;Alvin's blog&lt;/a&gt; just a while ago and stumbled across this video about a man named &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Randy_Pausch"&gt;Randy Pausch&lt;/a&gt; who is suffering from pancreatic cancer and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;only have a few months to live&lt;/span&gt;. He was givin his "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;last lecture&lt;/span&gt;" titled "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Really Achieving Your Childhood Dreams&lt;/span&gt;" at &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carnegie_Mellon"&gt;CMU&lt;/a&gt; on September 18, 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ji5_MqicxSo&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ji5_MqicxSo&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really is a very inspiring lecture as Alvin said, but mind you, this video is over an hour long, so watch it only if you're free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SDqJuDdkHNI/AAAAAAAAAHU/s5fXagbt3jo/s1600-h/DSC01661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SDqJuDdkHNI/AAAAAAAAAHU/s5fXagbt3jo/s400/DSC01661.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204623743676325074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am currently depending on this very much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-5225478638885913306?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/5225478638885913306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/05/randy-pausch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/5225478638885913306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/5225478638885913306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/05/randy-pausch.html' title='Randy Pausch'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SDqJuDdkHNI/AAAAAAAAAHU/s5fXagbt3jo/s72-c/DSC01661.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-436155492183498914</id><published>2008-05-25T12:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T12:57:13.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Steamboat (A Samadians Gathering)</title><content type='html'>It has been 3 years since we, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Samadians&lt;/span&gt; did any gathering. The previous time was at KP's house and we did BBQ. A few days back, Jun Xiong was suggesting to do a steamboat gathering and in the end, it turn out to be a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Samadians&lt;/span&gt;' gathering even though he's not from Samad (Thanks for the idea anyway). He did came to the gathering though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sick for the past 3 days. I got serious sore throat, high fever and sores all over my body. So on friday morning after i woke up from a 2 hours sleep, i pop in a couple of painkiller and continue to sleep until afternoon. Luckily i was getting a bit better becoz of the pills and manage to go shopping with my mom for the steamboat's ingredient. We've estimated about 15-18 person so in the end, we've spent slightly more then RM170.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i reach home, i called KP, Meng n Zheng to aid me in preparing the tables and the food for the night and thankfully they came and did their part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the ppl started coming by 7 something and we had a great night. Pei See and Kiat Aik was late because of work and yet there were still plenty of food for them as they arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gang stayed at my house until midnight before everyone help out a little bit to clean up my livin room and went back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This gathering wasn't quite complete as there are ppl like &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Alvin, How Huey, Jin Khai, Yee Teng, Wei Kuo and Peng Lun&lt;/span&gt; who were still stranded in their uni and couldn't make it this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny as it is, but we &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Samadians&lt;/span&gt; rarely take photos during any of our events so sadly i can't share it here at my blog. Anyway, looking forward to the next gathering which i think won't be too long. Hehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-436155492183498914?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/436155492183498914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/05/steamboat-samadians-gathering.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/436155492183498914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/436155492183498914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/05/steamboat-samadians-gathering.html' title='Steamboat (A Samadians Gathering)'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-2725698254123542851</id><published>2008-05-24T15:08:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T18:43:20.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Found Interest</title><content type='html'>Last week, when i went to Sunway Pyramid with Jen Lim to meet up with a bunch of UMS frens from Kuching, i saw a box of Gundam model which only cost a little over 20ringgit. There are a few classes for gundam model which range from FG (first grade), HG (high grade), MG (master grade) to PG (perfect grade).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously the ones that cost 20++ are the FGs. I bought all 4 of the main Gundam from Gundam00 which cost me over a hundred ringgit. As a newbie in this, i've even foolishly bought a china made gundam which if half the price of the one manufactured in Japan (which i regret dearly). The one that is made in china was made from very poor materials. The details of the designs are also very crude. Just 1 week after assembly the model is now lying in pieces. What a shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because of that, i purposely went to Klang Parade to look for the exact same model which is made in Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are pictures of my Gundams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SDfDrTdkHHI/AAAAAAAAAGk/GtOklFMqkao/s1600-h/DSC01643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SDfDrTdkHHI/AAAAAAAAAGk/GtOklFMqkao/s400/DSC01643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203843043175963762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                            Gundam Exia : RM21.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SDfDrjdkHII/AAAAAAAAAGs/cIZCgt79MA4/s1600-h/DSC01653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SDfDrjdkHII/AAAAAAAAAGs/cIZCgt79MA4/s400/DSC01653.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203843047470931074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                        Gundam Kyrios : RM26.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SDfDrjdkHJI/AAAAAAAAAG0/QgcvvQvvuR4/s1600-h/DSC01656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SDfDrjdkHJI/AAAAAAAAAG0/QgcvvQvvuR4/s400/DSC01656.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203843047470931090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                                Gundam Virtue (My favorite) : RM31.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SDfDrjdkHKI/AAAAAAAAAG8/zzTcfmC1RNE/s1600-h/DSC01657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SDfDrjdkHKI/AAAAAAAAAG8/zzTcfmC1RNE/s400/DSC01657.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203843047470931106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                        Gundam Dynames : RM 26.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SDfDrzdkHLI/AAAAAAAAAHE/LYg3fwL4ozY/s1600-h/DSC01651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SDfDrzdkHLI/AAAAAAAAAHE/LYg3fwL4ozY/s400/DSC01651.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203843051765898418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pleasure and satisfaction you get  : Priceless&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SDfEdTdkHMI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Lj5idNJFG9A/s1600-h/DSC01649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SDfEdTdkHMI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Lj5idNJFG9A/s400/DSC01649.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203843902169423042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The failure which was made in china : RM 16.90 (not worth the price at all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently doin some research on the net about what kinda paint i can use to paint my gundam becoz the FGs looks really plain and needed some touch-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully can finish them before the new semester begins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-2725698254123542851?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/2725698254123542851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-found-interest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/2725698254123542851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/2725698254123542851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-found-interest.html' title='New Found Interest'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SDfDrTdkHHI/AAAAAAAAAGk/GtOklFMqkao/s72-c/DSC01643.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-4186580039642529615</id><published>2008-05-24T14:40:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T05:57:22.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Results out......</title><content type='html'>Hehehe, it is a very very good semester. All my hard work has finally paid off. Belows are my results for this semester which i am eager to show off to everyone (but since nobody is reading my blog, that equals to nobody).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img80.imageshack.us/img80/3342/myresultxt3.jpg" border="0" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to my calculations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GPA for this sem : 3.91&lt;br /&gt;CGPA                    : 3.76&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-4186580039642529615?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/4186580039642529615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/05/results-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/4186580039642529615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/4186580039642529615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/05/results-out.html' title='Results out......'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-3272026752737137921</id><published>2008-05-02T21:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T21:44:46.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Departure......</title><content type='html'>Remember today, as it is the final day my roommate, Yeat Hon would spend his day as a UMS student. Woke up at 4am today morning and prepared myself to send Yeat Hon to the airport. Nothing much happen until when he check in to the gate, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;someone (a girl) actually cried for him&lt;/span&gt;. What a lucky guy to have someone to cry because of him leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've organize a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;farewell party for Hon at Upperstar&lt;/span&gt; cafe on wednesday night (actually i din take part in organizing the party, i only responsible for drivin him to the cafe that night). Earlier that evening, we've went to D'bayu at the edge of the campus hoping to catch a glimpse of the sunset becoz it had been one of our mission since last semester. But luck wasn't quite with us that day as the sky was too cloudy for us to c the sunset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures from that night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ghostly Image with Chris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SBsaHouHTNI/AAAAAAAAAGc/DN3GgQBdcuA/s1600-h/IMG_1621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SBsaHouHTNI/AAAAAAAAAGc/DN3GgQBdcuA/s400/IMG_1621.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195775313594240210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Table filled with our meal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SBsZC4uHTII/AAAAAAAAAF0/g-xjf6N0bXI/s1600-h/IMG_1633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SBsZC4uHTII/AAAAAAAAAF0/g-xjf6N0bXI/s400/IMG_1633.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195774132478233730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SBsZDIuHTJI/AAAAAAAAAF8/yh3hqjGZ8gw/s1600-h/IMG_1658.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SBsZDIuHTJI/AAAAAAAAAF8/yh3hqjGZ8gw/s400/IMG_1658.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195774136773201042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kampung BB 2.01 with our regular&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SBsZDIuHTKI/AAAAAAAAAGE/AZQP-8P-O4A/s1600-h/IMG_1665.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SBsZDIuHTKI/AAAAAAAAAGE/AZQP-8P-O4A/s400/IMG_1665.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195774136773201058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Group Photo with autograph book and present&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SBsZDIuHTLI/AAAAAAAAAGM/euv91zDiRMw/s1600-h/IMG_1674.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SBsZDIuHTLI/AAAAAAAAAGM/euv91zDiRMw/s400/IMG_1674.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195774136773201074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SBsZDYuHTMI/AAAAAAAAAGU/9iBzN5vJBGE/s1600-h/IMG_1676.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SBsZDYuHTMI/AAAAAAAAAGU/9iBzN5vJBGE/s400/IMG_1676.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195774141068168386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeat Hon brought most of his stuff back but there were still some left over for us to salvage. For my part, I've actually &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;conquered his pillows&lt;/span&gt;. kakaka........ Feeling a bit unused to the situation here since there're only 4 person left in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished my 2nd last exam which is CAD........the questions were too simple to be true. A bit disappointed with the questions actually. Gonna sit for my final paper on monday which is Kadazandusun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Began to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;feel like a vegetable&lt;/span&gt; after reviewing my life here at campus for the 2nd semester. For the whole semester i've only &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;been to KK town for less than 7 times&lt;/span&gt;. I din went anywhere for vacation or something similar to that. But thanks to that, i can confirm that my result for this semester is goin to be very satisfying and also i have enough money in my bank to spend during the semester break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently still suffering from &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;muscle ache after basketball session&lt;/span&gt; on yesterday morning. Gotta start working out becoz i'm feeling weaker n weaker day by day. Hopefully i'll have enough time to retrain myself during the 2 months semester break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;count down till home : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;7 days 12 hours 29 minutes 43 s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-3272026752737137921?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/3272026752737137921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/05/departure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/3272026752737137921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/3272026752737137921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/05/departure.html' title='A Departure......'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SBsaHouHTNI/AAAAAAAAAGc/DN3GgQBdcuA/s72-c/IMG_1621.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-2717148535292279162</id><published>2008-04-11T20:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T21:47:18.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another post</title><content type='html'>Finally can say goodbye to all those accumulated assignments and projects..... What a relieve......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a very hectic period since the past 3 weeks. Have to get all my assignment done which includes : programming, entrepreneurship, and SolidWorks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are pics of my SolidWorks Group Project - Lawn mower's engine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/R_9l3BUYVeI/AAAAAAAAAFI/R8lgxWr3Hu8/s1600-h/carburettor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/R_9l3BUYVeI/AAAAAAAAAFI/R8lgxWr3Hu8/s400/carburettor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187977291675227618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Part that i drew - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Carburettor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/R_9l3RUYVfI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/5gyGCHzeh-w/s1600-h/engine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/R_9l3RUYVfI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/5gyGCHzeh-w/s400/engine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187977295970194930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/R_9l3hUYVgI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jlfMimJsHno/s1600-h/enginexray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/R_9l3hUYVgI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jlfMimJsHno/s400/enginexray.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187977300265162242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Finally got my car on monday. Bought the car from my dad's fren's brother in-law (what a weird connection!!!) The car is an 14 year old wira. Even though the car is a bit old but it's performance is still reliable (i hope).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting tomoro i will have 1 whole week of holiday a.k.a study week. Most of my carry marks are above average, so i'm hoping that i can concentrate in my studies so that i can get a better GPA for this sem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much had happened over this past weeks. So peace out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;countdown to the day i go back peninsula : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;28days 2hours 50mins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-2717148535292279162?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/2717148535292279162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-another-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/2717148535292279162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/2717148535292279162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-another-post.html' title='Just another post'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/R_9l3BUYVeI/AAAAAAAAAFI/R8lgxWr3Hu8/s72-c/carburettor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-6423464024343138120</id><published>2008-03-24T01:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T20:28:25.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The begining of the end</title><content type='html'>It’s been a while since my last post which some of my friends don’t quite understand. Sorry bout that buddy. A lot of things had happened since then. I’ve finally decided to move out of campus with a bunch of my frens. As for the transport, I’ve got to an agreement with Khai loong to share our money to buy a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2nd hand kancil&lt;/span&gt; (which we’re still looking around for).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomoro morning I’m gonna have a math’s quiz and as for always, I’m too nervous to sleep and still blogging in the middle of the night. I’m putting quite a lot of effort in my maths (compared to last sem) since my bro told me that &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;as an engineer, it’s very important for us to get our maths right&lt;/span&gt;. I’m trying my best to understand what I’m studying even though Dr. Rachel Mansa who is my Eng. Maths lecturer isn’t able to teach in a way where we understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there’s one little thing to be worried about. All of my soon-to-be housemates are still discussing bout how to appoint which room to whom, and also who will be whose roommate because there's a c&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;ertain someone who nobody wants to be roommate with&lt;/span&gt;. But that’s not going to be a big problem to me since I’ll just stay in the living room if I’m not comfortable with my future-roommate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a haircut yesterday afternoon at Taman Kingfisher. I told the hairstylist that I wanted a bit of a ‘V’ shape at the back of my hair. He misinterpreted my meaning and cut me a tail T_T so now I ended up with a very weird hair which I’m quite fond of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago, I’ve this lonely feeling where I felt that a lot of stuff weren’t as I wanted them to be, and I felt that ppl who are around me are strangers to me. Guess this is what’ll gonna happen if you’re homesick. Can believe that I’ll be goin home in just &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;46days 22hours and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; 34minutes&lt;/span&gt;. Ya, I’m keeping a counter to the date I’m flying back home which is on the 10th of May. Although this sem is considered a short 1, but it seems like it’s awfully too short especially after I’ve adjusted myself to the environment here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my junior called me the other day. She was asking bout how’s the condition to study in UMS because she’s considering taking Mass Com over here. Well, to be honest, I really wish that I’m studying in Semenanjung. Not because that University of Sabah is bad, in fact it’s a very great Uni where I’ve got to know a lot of nice ppl (and some nasty ppl). The thing that I miss is &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;spending time with my family and also hanging out with the Samadians / High Schoolians&lt;/span&gt;. One more month to go and I’m gonna be 25% complete in my course….yippee….. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are pictures of my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CAD personal assignment&lt;/span&gt; which our lecturer ask us to find our own material to draw. I’ve chosen a self-revolving ceiling fan as my project and it turned out quite well. I’ve even added my initial in the project. Currently hoping for a better GPA for this sem and working a little bit harder than last sem to achieve it.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/R-ec_xnb2AI/AAAAAAAAAE8/pD0BG9I6kiw/s1600-h/redfan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/R-ec_xnb2AI/AAAAAAAAAE8/pD0BG9I6kiw/s400/redfan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181282515777476610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-6423464024343138120?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/6423464024343138120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/03/begining-of-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/6423464024343138120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/6423464024343138120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/03/begining-of-end.html' title='The begining of the end'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/R-ec_xnb2AI/AAAAAAAAAE8/pD0BG9I6kiw/s72-c/redfan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-7989387217538333189</id><published>2008-02-23T10:30:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T15:55:42.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>第一次</title><content type='html'>&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;这是我有史以来第一次用华语来写的部落格&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;。最近发生了许多事情，也因此有许多事情令我觉得很烦。首先是我这个学期有许多&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" lang="EN-US"&gt;course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;是需要交&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" lang="EN-US"&gt;assignment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;。这三个礼拜里又必须应付&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;个&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" lang="EN-US"&gt;course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" lang="EN-US"&gt;midterm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;除此之外，我还烦着关于下个学期要不要搬出去住。在沙大里有一个很特别的景观，那就是在整个宿舍里可以说是根本没办法找到一个华人学长，因为他们全部都搬到外面去。其中一个原因是因为搬到外面去可以得到更多自由，也可以自己&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" lang="EN-US"&gt;subcribe streamyx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;但是搬到外面去也有负面的。而令我最烦的就是交通和经济问题。昨晚我打了通电话给妈，和他商量了关于搬出去的事情。原本我是想买一辆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" lang="EN-US"&gt;motor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;来上学用，因为要是买车的话最少要用到&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" lang="EN-US"&gt;RM12000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;，而买&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" lang="EN-US"&gt;motor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;的话只是需要&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" lang="EN-US"&gt;RM4000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;左右。可是我爸妈重来都不赞成我们兄弟姐妹几人考&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;motor license&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;，因为他们觉得骑&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;motor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;是很不安全的。烦啊！！！！！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;别再提那些事了，反正船到桥头自然直。前天是本大爷的生日，很出乎预料的是今年&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;sms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;祝福我的人既然那么多。这也是我第一次在外地庆祝生日。在沙大里我们的宿舍大多数都是用&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;ic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;来分配的，所以在这三四天里总共有四五个人生日。昨晚大家还聚在一起庆祝呢。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/R8Dlp8sJ3NI/AAAAAAAAAEc/QIWfL2HW7T0/s1600-h/IMG_1447.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/R8Dlp8sJ3NI/AAAAAAAAAEc/QIWfL2HW7T0/s400/IMG_1447.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170384881050049746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;四年一度的大选又来临了，大家又可以看到许多“大将”在光天化日下睁开眼睛说大话了。最可惜在这届的大选没办法去投票，尽一尽好公民的责任。不过没关系啦，下一届一定要去注册来投票，不然的话&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" lang="EN-US"&gt;pembangkang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;又少了机票。嘻嘻嘻。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;以下是我用&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;olid&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;orks&lt;/span&gt;来画的一些作品，想要跟大家炫耀一下。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/R8DeissJ3MI/AAAAAAAAAEU/w7lbvXwX--s/s1600-h/quickclam.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/R8DeissJ3MI/AAAAAAAAAEU/w7lbvXwX--s/s400/quickclam.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170377059914603714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/R8DeZ8sJ3LI/AAAAAAAAAEM/z-5nvmDvuIU/s1600-h/genevacam.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/R8DeZ8sJ3LI/AAAAAAAAAEM/z-5nvmDvuIU/s400/genevacam.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170376909590748338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/R8DeRMsJ3KI/AAAAAAAAAEE/OEjr5vQktUQ/s1600-h/gearshift.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/R8DeRMsJ3KI/AAAAAAAAAEE/OEjr5vQktUQ/s400/gearshift.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170376759266892962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;就写到这里吧，想不到用话语写部落格是那么容易的。因为怎么说也是自己的母语嘛。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-7989387217538333189?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/7989387217538333189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/02/course-assignment-7-course-midterm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/7989387217538333189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/7989387217538333189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/02/course-assignment-7-course-midterm.html' title='第一次'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/R8Dlp8sJ3NI/AAAAAAAAAEc/QIWfL2HW7T0/s72-c/IMG_1447.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-4940012896914911833</id><published>2008-02-03T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T21:27:21.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year Break.....</title><content type='html'>“财神到，财神到我家大门口” - chinese new year mood......&lt;br /&gt;Chinese new year is coming in just 3 days, 2 hours and 55 minutes. And thanks to that, i have got the chance to come back home to have a small break after 1 month in "uni mode".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly this break is a very very short 1. I'll be goin back Sabah on the 4th day of new year. Although it's CNY, i still cannot full relax. This is because 2 weeks from now i will have my mid term. And also the due date for my enterpreneurship proposal. Hope i can find spare time to finish everything before it's too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last friday which was the day before i came back, my whole titas group went to KK town to do some survey. Our titas assignment title is "masalah sosial di kota kinabalu - pandangan orang ramai". We did find a lot of helpful passerby to help us answer our survey question. I even got the chance to interview a retired U.S. citizen who is on his vacation here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/R6XAtFWp1uI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fEBm3MHfv-I/s1600-h/01022008473.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/R6XAtFWp1uI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fEBm3MHfv-I/s400/01022008473.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162744428613981922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Currently downloading a handful of movie using bitcomet. Average dl speed - 175kpbs!!!! well.......i'm currently using my neighbour's wireless..hehehe. My own streamyx can dl up to 65kbps only.....succeeded in downloading 4 movies since last night. The fastest download speed i've ever experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goin out mamak in a while.....hope i'll have the time to blog more in the future......&lt;br /&gt;peace out..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-4940012896914911833?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/4940012896914911833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/02/chinese-new-year-break.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/4940012896914911833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/4940012896914911833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/02/chinese-new-year-break.html' title='Chinese New Year Break.....'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/R6XAtFWp1uI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fEBm3MHfv-I/s72-c/01022008473.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685776123233483137.post-3421803946409304996</id><published>2008-01-09T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T20:46:24.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Current Situation</title><content type='html'>Finally got myself into the Wi-Fi provided by the uni. Currently surfing the net at the multipurpose hall just 1 minute walk from my hostel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's quite noisy over here, there are literally ppl playing badminton, playing ping pong, practicing for dance and also otherswho are surfing the net just like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got to know my schedule for the whole sem including tutorials and such. Basically i only &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;study for 3 days every week&lt;/span&gt; which is on monday, tuesday and thursday. I only have 1 hour class on friday and none on wednesday. It seems like a pretty easy life but actually it's not because i'll have to attend classes from &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;8am till 4pm&lt;/span&gt; on monday, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;8am till 10am&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;2pm till 9pm&lt;/span&gt; on tuesday, and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;8am till 7pm&lt;/span&gt; on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully i'll still have free time to come to this hall often to online and check on news updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Life is still goin on well as it should be and hope that it'll stay that way with no unintended change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685776123233483137-3421803946409304996?l=noblepalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/feeds/3421803946409304996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/01/current-situation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/3421803946409304996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685776123233483137/posts/default/3421803946409304996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblepalace.blogspot.com/2008/01/current-situation.html' title='Current Situation'/><author><name>NoBle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189034887960510324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf7WLhpQtP0/SLGnSZKME-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/rtX_652-KHI/S220/maskimproved.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
