<?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-3216823523699206237</id><updated>2012-02-06T15:37:23.610+08:00</updated><category term='facebook'/><category term='paramore'/><category term='eating habit'/><category term='Broadband'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Annoying customer'/><category term='random'/><category term='Slumdog Millionaire'/><category term='Form 5'/><category term='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S2JEM9oN3LI/AAAAAAAABOo/kKd-4c-vcJs/s400/IMG00023-20100124-1453.jpg'/><category term='shahidan kassim'/><category term='Kenny Rogers'/><category term='ban facebook'/><category term='politic'/><category term='Rumah Kanak Kanak Kuching visit to Kenny'/><category term='Movie'/><category term='West Malaysians'/><category term='Ekonomi Merosot'/><category term='Rose Hip Zero'/><category term='bad boys'/><category term='current issues'/><category term='quarantine movie'/><category term='Monster'/><category term='Manga'/><category term='MxO'/><category term='swinburne sarawak parking system'/><category term='how to install celcom modem'/><category term='Abdillah College'/><category term='celcom'/><category term='Xmas with cousins'/><category term='usb drive'/><category term='racist'/><category term='tomorrows leader summit'/><category term='install blue cube for windows 7 64 bits'/><category term='Lepeh'/><category term='Rainforest Festival 2010'/><category term='Blue Cube'/><category term='Rubic&apos;s cube'/><category term='malaysia today'/><category term='Huawei'/><title type='text'>this ain't gio's blog, it's a shitblog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>196</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-6613810247525435376</id><published>2011-06-18T10:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T11:05:38.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't wish me happy birthday. im not even happy during my bday.</title><content type='html'>yesterday WAS my bday and thanks for all the Facebook wishes, coz honestly thats the only wishes i get during my bday. sounds so wrong right?&lt;div&gt;to think about it again, we used to txt to our bday friends, or give them a phone call, and even though it is credit consuming but what the hell: it's ur friends birthday so why not! instead, we use Facebook/Twitter/other social site approaches to give birthday wishes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im not saying that i am not thankful for all the wishes, its just that when you started to send something via social network, the true meaningness of your words is just not there anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which is why, if you guys notice, i don't do Facebook birthday messages. unless i rly have no other way to get in touch, so what to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay whatever, thanks again for all the wishes. and guess what i did during my bday? NOTHING. exactly. maybe its not my family's tradition to celebrate bday's or give surprises for the bday people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why you should not even bother wishing me HAPPY BIRTHDAY during my bday? here's some reasons why:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. my friends do not even have the thought of organizing some sort of makan time for me. in fact, when my other friends have birthdays, they all did organize at least a steamboat session. during my birthday, nada. so here's a trick question: should i feel disappointed with you guys? coz honestly, when its my friends birthdays, i would usually ask out my other friends, "what's the plan". ya, i know im quite childish because im disappointed that my friends do not celebrate my bday, but so what. im referring to my old friends from Abdillah. here's a thought: maybe, when they are organizing some bday parties, i should really bailed. good idea tho :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. my family is boring. someone's bday is like any other day, no surprises whatsoever. actually i dont mind. but sometimes it is nice to have some sort of surprises for the bday boy. i don't need bday cakes or parties, just some surprise would meant a lot to me. go figure out something la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. my bday was spent on a whole day driving in a hot car. i assisted my grandfather to the bank and car dealer shop coz he's buying a new Proton. im fucking tired in the end of the day, and no mood for anything afterwards. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahh whatever. i donwanna post so long. latersss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-6613810247525435376?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/6613810247525435376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=6613810247525435376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/6613810247525435376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/6613810247525435376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2011/06/dont-wish-me-happy-birthday-im-not-even.html' title='don&apos;t wish me happy birthday. im not even happy during my bday.'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-3653980285170746417</id><published>2011-05-31T13:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T13:30:13.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>opps i did it again!(britney style)</title><content type='html'>ive almost abandoned my blog, again. what a terrible father am i! i mean, if blog is my son/daughter, for sure he/she will starved to death and thats unfortunate for them to have a father like me. &lt;div&gt;heheh i bet u guys dont understand a word or two. but nevermind, moving on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i find it hard to find a good time sitting in front of the laptop munching MnM's and instead of looking at lecture notes, i wanna see entertainment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so ive been dead buzy these few months.first is the assignments, and next is the finals. what the hell, its not easy being a student, especially being a non-intelligent ones. u really need to brush the brains to the extreme limit in order to catch up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well not that i regret being unintelligent, but it does makes my life easier tho being a little smart from my current brain capacity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;speaking of doing assignments... if there's one thing i regret, that would be having close friends as group members for doing major assignments. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;want a little advice? do not pick your close friends/casual friends as your group members. maybe one or 2 is the max. like seriously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for some reason, there would be some kind of relationship changes when u are doing the same major assignment with your friends as your group members also. exhibit a: me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there are times which i dont mind doing all the task by myself, but when i have other things to do, and your friends which is also your group members are not contributing, this will cause some heart feelings and later it will prolonged and eventually will effect your friendship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not that i wanna bad mouth my friends, but there are some obvious mistakes which they had committed. being inconsiderate is one of the main thing that they commit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as a third yr student, i am surrounded with assignments and tests, and besides im taking another subject which is not recommended for a third year student to take. in short, im constantly running out of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my grades are degrading, my subjects are not in the equilibrium state which means that there are some subject which i scored and some which i did badly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the thing is, when it comes with doing assignment, we need to work together as a team. and not forgetting, do your part properly. you as a university student should know that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what i mean by doing your part properly is, not giving a 100% copy paste from the internet as your material to be included in the report. and, also a minimum 3 pages of material, not including unnecessary/unrelated materials. besides that, as the person who suggest the topic, you should not back out during the last minute and leave your other group members to do. like hell, i dont even like the topic chosen as the report for obviously the topic itself has no content. since you are championing your chosen topic, why back out during the last minute?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i still dont understand why would a university level student even thinking of including a copy-paste from the internet as their material. i mean obviously its plagiarism, and we all know the consequences of plagiarism. this is not form 3 where we copy paste all the golden facts from Wikipedia to include in our folios. Sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;besides, if you want to use "having test" or "buzy with other stuff" as your excuse, then im not buying it. like, im a third year and you are like what, 2nd year and already complaining abt not having enough time? i dont remember when is the last time i used that excuse to my other fellow group members. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the thing i hate the most? during presentation. saying stuff like, 'for sure our report have the lowest mark' is totally making me pissed to the max. hey fuck you, when did you do the report? why would you even dare to use the word 'our report'? i thot it was me all along cramming my time finishing all your parts and who the fuck are you to say stuff like, 'for sure our report have the lowest mark'? geez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hey, i dont think myself being angry at this very moment coz past is the past. and the past had taught me not to include certain people as group members. its okay, coz ive learnt my lessons. i dont even mind if they are reading my post. coz hey, someone need to be told about their mistakes right? besides, i will certainly welcome any criticism and please point out if what i ever type is contradicting my own point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay so im moving on from my angry zone and opening a new leaf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so whas cooking for Gawai? hmm, im having my final paper after gawai so ya as usual, my gawai will be very casual, no much drinking and a little worries in my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;speaking of family gathering, i still hate the fact that some of my cuzzies are being so arrogant bitch. for example my cousin gloria. yeah hell i dont fucking care to post her name coz it is who she is. she is damnly arrogant, like she just got a job and already being so sombong. well not that she is not sombong before laah, but her sombongness has shown itself lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lemme give an example: christmas 2010, where me and my family was gathering at her home. we were all looking for gloria coz wanna ask her abt her new job and stuffs laa. well we found out that shes not at home, okay fine. and then suddenly she went back home and to our surprise, she just went into her room, grab something idk what, and ..... leave. without even saying a word to us. without greeting my parents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what the fuck. there are some more incidents which i chose not to reveal coz i just realise my post is extralicious-ly long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hey i have a plan: ill be more sarcastic to this gloria girl when i meet her later if she join our family gathering. i hope ill enjoy it. and btw, happy gawai folks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-3653980285170746417?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/3653980285170746417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=3653980285170746417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/3653980285170746417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/3653980285170746417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2011/05/opps-i-did-it-againbritney-style.html' title='opps i did it again!(britney style)'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-5298050654605331481</id><published>2011-04-01T16:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T16:45:00.685+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kenny Rogers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annoying customer'/><title type='text'>so u paid taxes on your Kenny Rogers, does this gives you the divine right to act like a King?</title><content type='html'>they said customer's always right. ya i geddit, when customer complained that the chicken was not cooked enough even though the chicken was 9/10 eaten, he is right and deserve another quarter chicken. when the customer complained that the potato salad was not cut in bite sizes, eventhough the potato salad was already inside the person's belly, he deserves another new set of potato salad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, like they said, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;customer is ALWAYS right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i once worked as a server at Kenny Roger's Boulevard, so ya i do experience a lot of human attitude when it comes to fine dining. most of our customer have this feeling of deserving a treatment like a king, because they dine in Kenny Rogers and they paid extra 10% for their meals. okay, so u paid the tax. now what, we should treat you like a king then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;how about after you've eaten your meal, we go and LAP YOUR SHOES then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we as the workers are bounded by our higher manager who emphasize on service quality. ya, sometimes our service is slow, but hell, we are not robots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt a little annoyed when my friend, who is also the Manager for Kenny Rogers Boulevard complained to me that the other day, there is this Caucasian customer with his Malaysian wife who refused to pay for their meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i asked why. then she explained that, they refused to pay because they complained that the service that they received was bad. they even compared Kenny Rogers Boulevard with Kenny Rogers the Spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from my understanding, here's a list of complains by the couple:&lt;br /&gt;1. they said that the food was served quite late.&lt;br /&gt;2. they said they did not receive what they ordered.&lt;br /&gt;3. they complained about how the food was prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and from our side, we are ought to obligate at every single demand by the customer. i understand that Berjaya Group emphasize on service quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the couple was so pissed, that he demanded for the Store Manager's phone number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friend, who as just an assistant manager, just give what he asked. in the end of the day, the couple refused to pay for their meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one who had to pay for their meal was my friend just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing about being a customer: you never understand the feelings of your servers until you worked as one. you mad? wait till you switched place with your servers. then you learn to understand that there are some thing which is possible and not possible when it comes to giving first class service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you experience slow service, have you not notice that the number of workers/servers working at that time is little? if there are little people working, then how can we provide a very fast service to you, personally?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you're mad that the food that you wanted to order is not available, have you ever thought that the stock we get is from KL, and the shipping takes time? the arrival of our stocks sometimes takes so long that we need to use duit kedai to replace missing items for the time being?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's my opinion:&lt;br /&gt;1. you want first class service? we have Merdeka Palace, Four Points, Riverbank, and much more fine diners in Kuching.&lt;br /&gt;2. you are obligated to pay for your meal, no matter how terrible the meal is. that's what you ordered, so be a humble customer and just pay the freakin meal dammit.&lt;br /&gt;3. since you are a Causasian residing in Kuching, you must be filthy rich then. and thanks to your Malaysian wife, you earned THE PERMANENT RESIDENT STATUS. SO be a good permanent resident and pay the meal, stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya, i do ever experience a very terrible service at some high-class restaurant. they seriously don't deserve to get paid for their meal. but in the end of the day, i paid the bill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my advice for the overrated couple just now? just go and find a restaurant which suits your needs. and be a permanent customer there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or, you guys want some entertainment for your desert? how about, this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rccFJZtvRmM/TZWQWsirRPI/AAAAAAAABfY/CvPC5ZP9XCE/s1600/181976_1436710178122_1844020936_837640_449669_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rccFJZtvRmM/TZWQWsirRPI/AAAAAAAABfY/CvPC5ZP9XCE/s400/181976_1436710178122_1844020936_837640_449669_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590533232038462706" 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/3216823523699206237-5298050654605331481?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/5298050654605331481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=5298050654605331481&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/5298050654605331481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/5298050654605331481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2011/04/so-u-paid-taxes-on-your-kenny-rogers.html' title='so u paid taxes on your Kenny Rogers, does this gives you the divine right to act like a King?'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rccFJZtvRmM/TZWQWsirRPI/AAAAAAAABfY/CvPC5ZP9XCE/s72-c/181976_1436710178122_1844020936_837640_449669_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-1816480939778636106</id><published>2011-03-30T23:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T00:07:04.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kuching is not safe anymore!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;imagine, a city where you don't have to worry whether or not you left you bag exposed inside your car, or where do you park your car, or what car you drive, or whether or not you lock your car. Does this city really exist?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;definitely not Kuching, honey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah, and this time, my friend's Saga had been broken into.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bwPf-HuwLMI/TZNPa1X8VGI/AAAAAAAABeg/N1h049pRi9Y/s1600/IMG00237-20110328-1213.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bwPf-HuwLMI/TZNPa1X8VGI/AAAAAAAABeg/N1h049pRi9Y/s400/IMG00237-20110328-1213.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589898884919612514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c5YDnXcMzLs/TZNPai9aKrI/AAAAAAAABeY/F2yn-zToV5Y/s1600/IMG00238-20110328-1213.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c5YDnXcMzLs/TZNPai9aKrI/AAAAAAAABeY/F2yn-zToV5Y/s400/IMG00238-20110328-1213.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589898879976483506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;damn! details, yo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;location:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; civic centre parking lot. in case you don't know what the hell is civic centre, like our policewoman(will get to that later), its DEWAN SUARAH KUCHING. OPPOSITE TENNIS COURT. OPPOSITE MANGO TREE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;time:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; noon, i guess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was on my way back home, when i saw my friend's Saga's mirror was open from far. i was like, berani jwak miak tok sik mok tutup cermin. tok rumah nya kah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i approached his car, and to my ass-surprise, his mirror was broken!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i was like, OMG? i ran back to my friend and inform him about the incident. and just yesterday, my friend demo'ed how did i inform him about his car. imagine, mission impossible: 3, minus Tom Cruise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here's the thing: the car was parked right in front of the entrance. i can say that the car was located at the busiest area in that current location. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so we went to lodge a police report at Gita police station (my friend preferred it there) and the one who records our statement is a policewoman, an Iban i gues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i find the policewoman quite funny. i reanimated our conversation the other day:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;police: mana insiden berlaku?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fren and me: civic centre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;police: civic centre? mana civic centre?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got complications and confusion btween us and the police.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;police: mana tempat berlaku tadik?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fren: civic centre. tu, opposite sarawak club. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;i almost wanted to say, "haiya kamu orang kuching kaa? itu building MACAM PAYUNG TUU. PLANETARIUM. SIK TAUK KAA? but then, i was sweaty and tired and wanted to appear professional and decent.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;police: apa? kamu bangsa apa?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like, what? she suddenly ask about my friend's race? apa kah? the police has no idea where the hell is civic centre. then she make a few phone call to reconfirm. then she's like, 'AHA! EURECA!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;police: ooooo! dewan suarah duhal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;smart girl. now, can we proceed with the report?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sadly, i guess some car owners who happened to watch the robbery dont give a damn. or, people who saw this car's mirror kenak pecah don't inform the officer in charge of the building. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now, i dont even know where to park my car! ahh, i just hope those thieves got their karma. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just to share something, even though u guys probably have heard about this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. dont expose your bags, expensive stuffs etc inside your car. put it inside the boot. even though your bag is a rotten one. or plastic bags. or "this is not a plastic bag" bag. just, don't expose any sort of bags. thieves dont give a damn whether inside got valuable stuffs or not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. do not display expensive-looking car decor in your car. like this crystal chandeliar like deco which i saw in a Benz, was hanging at the rear mirror. who knows, your car might get broken into for just that cheap decor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, i only learnt 2 lessons, so the rest, you ask your dad for advice. &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/3216823523699206237-1816480939778636106?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/1816480939778636106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=1816480939778636106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/1816480939778636106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/1816480939778636106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2011/03/kuching-is-not-safe-anymore.html' title='kuching is not safe anymore!'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bwPf-HuwLMI/TZNPa1X8VGI/AAAAAAAABeg/N1h049pRi9Y/s72-c/IMG00237-20110328-1213.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-3715537886396987579</id><published>2011-03-26T10:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T11:25:01.327+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eating habit'/><title type='text'>im on a diet, so is that a problem with you?</title><content type='html'>there are things which i hate when i eat with my friends. when i only bought a sandwich for lunch, i am ready to hear this kind of questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. eh, sandwich only kaa?&lt;br /&gt;2. are u sure that's enough for u?&lt;br /&gt;3. eh puasa ka? why only sandwich?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in the end of each questions, there's this similar statement: eeee Gio diet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what if i wanna eat little? and, right now i think just a sandwich for the whole day before my dinner is quite fulfilling bah. i can't stop people from asking me this freakish questions because maybe it is a sign of caring i guess. or a sign of sarcasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, people around me seemed demotivating. like, the x-factor of some sort of achievement.&lt;br /&gt;i guess, since food is synonymous with having a great time, then if i am not having a nice food, means i am not having a great time. but, i personally think that we all should change the way we enjoy our good time. why not, arcading?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, there comes a point where i realize that i may not be doing it the right way. honestly, what do you think of the term diet. well most of us think diet is cutting the normal portion of food we usually take. some of us think diet is by not eating food at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i call that, fasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slowly realize diet means, cutting our normal food portion, and ALSO TO EAT RIGHT. like, we usually eat a whole bucket of KFC for lunch, and if we misuse the term diet, we think that we 'diet' by just eating 2 pieces of fried chicken. honey, that is still not considered healthy eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's my current eating habit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning:&lt;br /&gt;depends on the day. if it is weekdays, i would usually crash at swinburne's canteen and have a cup of coffee. sometimes egg tart or buns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch:&lt;br /&gt;sandwich? bakso is my preferred meal coz it is a soup based food. i rarely go for mee goreng or nasi goreng and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner:&lt;br /&gt;very little portion of rice. my rice portion is smaller than my 10 year old bro's portion. and i eat a lot of vegies. but the vegies are fried. in short, i ate all those friend lauk's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to revise my eating plan, i personally think there are flaws within (chewah rasa management essay pulak)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my aim: to get fid of this flabby stomach and love handles.&lt;br /&gt;my need: super low fat food, rich with proteins? idont know!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank God there's Google. here's my reference &lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Lose-Belly-Fat"&gt;click!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i need to:&lt;br /&gt;1. exercise(checked)&lt;br /&gt;2. add resistance training(checked and should revise on it)&lt;br /&gt;3. reduce calorie consumptions&lt;br /&gt;4. eat more grains/refined&lt;br /&gt;5. eat better fat&lt;br /&gt;6. more fibres!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, lets go to point 3: reduce calorie consumption.&lt;br /&gt;i take a day for an example to trace my calorie consumption.&lt;br /&gt;what did i ate(avg):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coffee, bakso, keropok pisang, rice, soya bean, plain water, sweets, mita bun, bread spread with blueberry jam, peria goreng telur stir fried, stir friend chix breast with eggs, with sesame oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg! potentially high calorie food: keropok pisang, sweets, mita bun, bread spread, peria goreng, stir friend chix breast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn! shud not have ate the fried stuffs. the thing is, im lazy when it comes to prepare healthy food. like for instance, i need to go and buy my own ingredient, and cook it right. and i may potentially annoys my mum who have been susah payah cook for dinner and instead, i dont eat her food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im kind of lazy, so ill keet it short.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna revise my eating plan, and i will come back with this blog like, later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-3715537886396987579?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/3715537886396987579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=3715537886396987579&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/3715537886396987579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/3715537886396987579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-on-diet-so-is-that-problem-with-you.html' title='im on a diet, so is that a problem with you?'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-3524093236058945784</id><published>2011-03-21T20:09:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T09:39:18.910+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tomorrows leader summit'/><title type='text'>I WENT TO TOMORROW'S LEADER SUMMIT AND ALL I GET WAS THIS TEE SHIRT?</title><content type='html'>finally, an update!&lt;br /&gt;i was just after having my test 1 for machine dynamics 2. and i find it quite, err, how to say, okay? well, just keeping my fingers crossed right now and trying to tackle my next obstacle for this week: engineering mathematics 3a test 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who loves test? then we shall not be friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i was lucky enough to join this borneo youth convention, or at least i think it was called that way. *checking email*opps my bad. it was called TOMORROW'S LEADERSHIP SUMMIT and was held at our BCCK. actually, i was not even interested with whatsoever summit/talkshows anyone organized. so how i get involved in the end? ask her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586505468132898962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hkyDXDwzUj8/TYdBH-vWuJI/AAAAAAAABcY/4UKIH7VsFkY/s400/jia%2Bkobek.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;day 1: the talk was deadshit boring! who wants to hear some Nobel laureatte talking abt his invention? OMG it was dead boring and Jia and mark and another guy and me went out to nearby cafe and spend almost the whole morning thre waiting for the talk to end.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh, i kind of forgot his name and his contribution. i guess it was &lt;a href="http://www.tomorrowsleaders.biz/"&gt;douglas&lt;/a&gt; (click!) something. i think he invented, err, world peace?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and i get a snap with him haha! at least someone inportant baah. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KtpR_k1Kxw4/TYdDfmeimAI/AAAAAAAABco/AZGNGnASHUA/s1600/IMG_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586508072960038914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KtpR_k1Kxw4/TYdDfmeimAI/AAAAAAAABco/AZGNGnASHUA/s400/IMG_0001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the thing i hate the most is the fact that i always lost my stuffs whenever i need it the most. for example, marker pen. i wanted a scribble of that professor on my film, but i dont have any marker pen. bugger!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the prof's speech, then came Rosmah Mansor. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;she was a bit off schedule, and her excuse was, she needed to go to the gym to looked fitter when delivering the speech, so she apologised. and i was like, LOL?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was practically waiting for any funny comments by our beloved first lady of loco. i mean malaysia. however, she was smart enough that day for not slipping any funny shits from her mouth. well, at least the gym excuse was a little but funny i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i can't get a nice pics of her, coz im affraid that some of her bodyguards came and stuffed me into ISA detention! so, a pic from the screen will do lah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GvD6H2qQZeQ/TYdFIzBaKfI/AAAAAAAABdo/glmSz6bM7Pw/s1600/P3191276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586509880213776882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GvD6H2qQZeQ/TYdFIzBaKfI/AAAAAAAABdo/glmSz6bM7Pw/s400/P3191276.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the interesting part is after our lunch, which we had to eat some crappy lunch packed in containers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's this activity called the Youth Transformation Lab. hosted by bernard and n South African personale, named &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/marlonparker"&gt;MARLON PARKER . &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s8NZvEtp38Q/TYdEuOpo07I/AAAAAAAABdQ/sovbRqPWXtM/s1600/P3191309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586509423773799346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s8NZvEtp38Q/TYdEuOpo07I/AAAAAAAABdQ/sovbRqPWXtM/s400/P3191309.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are kind enough to provide us with free sbux frappucino, which i am not so excited abt. but whatever, free foods are always entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im like, so lazy to describe our activities, but ill make it short. we have this team building thing going on. we also did some brainstorming,analysing and stuffs. think abt creating a high income youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xUsopFyPnvo/TYdEtynO3wI/AAAAAAAABdI/0s235l1p_8w/s1600/P3191292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586509416247516930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xUsopFyPnvo/TYdEtynO3wI/AAAAAAAABdI/0s235l1p_8w/s400/P3191292.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ABF_fQjtIxc/TYdEtgBHAxI/AAAAAAAABdA/L336gFF2oeQ/s1600/P3191299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586509411255780114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ABF_fQjtIxc/TYdEtgBHAxI/AAAAAAAABdA/L336gFF2oeQ/s400/P3191299.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guy in the middle, he's bernard. or is he? i forgotted his name. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0sh_Y8s8EF4/TYdEtB-qN-I/AAAAAAAABc4/zS_2r-kcpRo/s1600/P3191318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586509403192440802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0sh_Y8s8EF4/TYdEtB-qN-I/AAAAAAAABc4/zS_2r-kcpRo/s400/P3191318.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Yo5SvJFxcs/TYdFJpPgaqI/AAAAAAAABd4/YKeg-uqoVzA/s1600/P3191277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586509894768421538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Yo5SvJFxcs/TYdFJpPgaqI/AAAAAAAABd4/YKeg-uqoVzA/s400/P3191277.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;jia's leg got crammed, and i took the advantage to snap her misery out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ciHCXkxDUa0/TYdFJPUeGJI/AAAAAAAABdw/rd91JHZF09Q/s1600/P3191314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586509887809919122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ciHCXkxDUa0/TYdFJPUeGJI/AAAAAAAABdw/rd91JHZF09Q/s400/P3191314.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rAnZL4OcCoc/TYdFIYJLf_I/AAAAAAAABdg/R96TROn4x-k/s1600/P3191316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586509872998612978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rAnZL4OcCoc/TYdFIYJLf_I/AAAAAAAABdg/R96TROn4x-k/s400/P3191316.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the lady here is the CFO of some corporation involving in some development of something. okay seriously, i dont care abt the ppl's background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cszuOZJFb38/TYdFINF3Q5I/AAAAAAAABdY/5tRwfQtOEwk/s1600/P3191320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586509870031913874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cszuOZJFb38/TYdFINF3Q5I/AAAAAAAABdY/5tRwfQtOEwk/s400/P3191320.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 2 was kind of boring. they are supposed to read out the declaration and if we disagree on some statements, then we object.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i tot it was an easy stuff. just read out, and im sure most of us don't even care what's the content of the declaration.&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly, there's a lot of disagreement. and it turned hot. so hot, there's a minor quarreling and crying. and shamefully, the crying came from a swinburne student. i dont remember her name, but she's this anime enthusiast who's always with this freakish fashion. i think she thinks she did well in her cosplay performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and not so surprisingly, not many of her peers liked her too. but my point is, she suddenly become so emo, and the room atmosphere was kind of tragic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there goes the disagreement which prolonged the reading of the declaration to 4 hours straight. it was supposed to happen for an hour only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the argument between the policy maker and youths, i discover something which annoys me a lot: many of our youths wants to become the hero. the one who speaks out facts. the one who wants cheers after he/she delivers some statement with this loud voice. however, they are missing out their content actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for example, the policy maker has been asking us, which part do we not agree on the declaration. if we dont agree, point out and suggest an ammendment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead, the people who stand out and speaks, was repeating the fact that they did not agree how the declaration was composed. and they keep on saying the same thing over and over. that is why the thing never ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe we should have some listening skills in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh, cut craps. the final pic before i leave to do my revision:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k5XON36S29s/TYdEssfUGMI/AAAAAAAABcw/frKcUz5vNmo/s1600/P3201328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586509397423823042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k5XON36S29s/TYdEssfUGMI/AAAAAAAABcw/frKcUz5vNmo/s400/P3201328.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-3524093236058945784?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/3524093236058945784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=3524093236058945784&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/3524093236058945784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/3524093236058945784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-went-to-tomorrows-leader-summit-and.html' title='I WENT TO TOMORROW&apos;S LEADER SUMMIT AND ALL I GET WAS THIS TEE SHIRT?'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hkyDXDwzUj8/TYdBH-vWuJI/AAAAAAAABcY/4UKIH7VsFkY/s72-c/jia%2Bkobek.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-7690691872979960606</id><published>2011-03-17T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T21:47:45.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;okay its been a while. blame my laptop for this. and also shitty internet connection. and also lazyness. and also lack of ideas. and also lack of social life. blahhh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my brother says hi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hHNyhU-ZshM/TYIQbHQyV3I/AAAAAAAABcQ/uTwMIX-DtZc/s1600/marc%2Bin%2Bhat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hHNyhU-ZshM/TYIQbHQyV3I/AAAAAAAABcQ/uTwMIX-DtZc/s400/marc%2Bin%2Bhat.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585044545884804978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have no idea what is he doing in that hat. i bet, he's playing some sort of 'KING OF THE WORLD' game?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay forgive me, Your Highness. but you're too small to fit a king's shoe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-7690691872979960606?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/7690691872979960606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=7690691872979960606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/7690691872979960606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/7690691872979960606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2011/03/hi.html' title='hi'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hHNyhU-ZshM/TYIQbHQyV3I/AAAAAAAABcQ/uTwMIX-DtZc/s72-c/marc%2Bin%2Bhat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-5098477835577569098</id><published>2011-01-19T09:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T10:14:06.496+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ban facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shahidan kassim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><title type='text'>why IMO(in my oppinion) facebook should not be banned</title><content type='html'>first of all, i think im all but rage these days. must be the weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trick question: you open your IE, or your Chrome, what's the first website you go type the url? you can kill me if u say u go to Yahoo!news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically, i heard some shit status such as; "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OMG FACEBOOK IS GONNA SHUT DOWN HOW AM I GONNA LIVE I AM GONNA DIE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" or "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLEASE I HOPE FACEBOOK WON'T SHUT DOWN MY LIFE WOULD BE BORING AS A ROCK KAT JALAN ROCK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell you folks, why not you go out, get some fresh air, go for a jog in the eve and you will see that your world is not some Restaurant City, or Farmville where perfection can be made. like, daa-ahh. telling your life will be boring as a rock when there's no facebook? try looking at the mirror and i think you will see an image of a rock obsessed with Mafia wars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz this is what i realise in swin(shit)burne's computer lab: the moment they touches the computer, they started typing facebook.com, or if they bring their own laptop, facebook is their main page. and stereotypically spking, most of them consists of overweight bois, or girls wearing large pink shirt with long grandma dress, with face full of jerawat and sometimes with a stinking bad breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well im sorry, but i do admit that i open facebook everytime i get to go online, so who am i to judge people like dat? myself so perfect meh i can simply scold people like dat? ok if you hate me for that then its your choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but wait, i think i am a bit melencong from my main point: why IMO facebook should not be banned in Marehsia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;reason no.1: BECAUSE, NAJIB TUN RAZAK OUR BELOVED PRIME MINISTER, OR MOST OF OUR MINISTERS, WILL NOT BE ABLE TO PLAY FARM TOWN ANIMO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh dear poor najib, he has to sacrifice his profession which is the architech of a farm town community, just to prove to the people that banning facebook is the only alternative to control the bad media. what, they are very busy what. busy playing facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;reason no.2: TECHNICALLY, YOU CAN'T STOP BAD MEDIA BY BANNING FACEBOOK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;religious sensitivity issue, political issue, shit issue which can move the ol' rusty ISA mechanism, can all be put to an end by what, banning facebook? then why not you goverment just ban the whole internet then, like YouTube, blogs, etc etc. macam laa kitorang ni tahu news via facebook sajaa. kamon laa, be realistic and don't put shit on your head just like our smart UMNO supreme leader Shahidan Kassim. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;reason no.3: FACEBOOK IS NOT THE ONLY METHOD IN MALAYSIA TO SPREAD BAD MEDIA. GEDDIT! INTERNET IS HUGE! DON'T PUT SHITS ON FACEBOOK! GEDDIT O NOT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, forgive me alvis koong but your suicide is not the best suicide of ol' time. OL' TIME! if there's some teen who wants to suicide in a classiest way, they still can google it. all im trying to say is that, facebook is not the main search engine for whatever social issue we've heard. hell, i don't see Raja petra put some controversial comments in Facebook. and, Namewee's song vids are at  Youtube, right? like, what's facebook fault anyways?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;reason no.4: BAN FACEBOOK AND WE ARE NO DIFFERENCE THAN NORTH KOREA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total isolation, no foreign media, secluded in their own world, thinking that NORTH KOREA is the only place in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;reason no.5: I HAVE DEACTIVATED OR SO LONG NOT LOGGIN IN MY FRIENDSTER! AND MYSPACE! OR HI5! NANTI THEY MERAJOK DONWAN ACCEPT ME CALLING ME A TRAITOR HOW?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember the hottest social network where we can customise our background, put music, race against each other to see who have the most friends of ol' time? like i have 2k friends and ironically i only know abt hundreds! but nvm the point is i donwanna go back ol skul you know what im saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell, i don't see the logic behind banning facebook. and im sick and tired of rumours saying that fb is gonna be banned nx month laa, nx week laa. there's even some sort of internet meme like, the creator of fb (which i dono his name izit mark something?) wants to put an end to facebook because it gives him stress and shitty life. yeah right, go ahead and believe it and ill give you a year, wait, your entire life to think about the logic behind that shit statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i raise my case!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-5098477835577569098?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/5098477835577569098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=5098477835577569098&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/5098477835577569098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/5098477835577569098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2011/01/why-imoin-my-oppinion-facebook-should.html' title='why IMO(in my oppinion) facebook should not be banned'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-8024922882316313269</id><published>2011-01-13T10:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T11:09:38.501+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swinburne sarawak parking system'/><title type='text'>im full of hatred during the cuti season, and i can explain why</title><content type='html'>people say loving is caring. but i prefer hating. loving does no good, it just makes things unsettled. i know it's unhealthy because if prolonged hatred, will cause unstable appetite which will lead to weight gain(i make that up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SWINBURNE PARKING SYSTEM IS GONNA CHARGE THEIR OWN STUDENTS! WADDAFAK! rm40/month some more! AND THE PARKING WAS UNDER DBKU PULAK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Like shit lah im gonna pay the parking. you guys charge so much on fees, still wanna charge on parking again? guess what? why not charge on the toilets, tissue, water cooler. nang babi jwak la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well of course im pissed. you go and find which school in Kuching area charge for their parkings? you can google if you want. i bet you can't find any.&lt;br /&gt;halo Swinburne, you ingat semua student Swinburne ini anak datok, businnessmen pedagang loyer ka? cilakak la you orang mau charge itu parking, memang damn shit jwak lah i cnt express my anger with any proper/gentle words anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are certain aspects, IMO why swinburne should not charge their students over parking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. you orang ingat kuching punya public transport efficient ka? like semenanjung or japan or (im not gonna say singapore coz my fren realise i always use singapore for comparison) US ka? thats why we all use our own vehicle to swinburne. tell you, kalau ada MRT kat kch, i dah lamak tidak driving you know. or kalau ada bus system yang come right on time so that i will not have to worry about going late to class, hmph boh cakap gik. i dont mind using public transport, but kch public transport is obviously inefficient. which is why, we drive to swinburne, and now since you guys charge our parking, whre r we gonna park? your house aa? manyak babi itu swinburne management.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. swinburne ground, acc to my understanding, was owned and under the property of swinburne. school property. and the DBKU only charge the public area, such as &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JALAN SATOK OR JALAN INDIA STREET&lt;/span&gt;. and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOW THE FUCK THE DBKU HAS THE RIGHT TO CHARGE AT A PRIVATE GROUND, HAH?&lt;/span&gt; mun gya, so even public can be allowed to park at swinburne, and they go jalan kaki go makan at CHILLIPADI lah? mun gya, whats the use of making a gate around swinburne at the first place lah, since swinburne ground is open to public parking and under DBKU? purely unreasonable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. the fees we all pay, di mana kesemua duit itu pergi? okay, elighten me if i am wrong, but i dont think we pay as much as 11k per sem for nothing. i mean, our money goes to the school fascility what. if one person pays 11k per sem, how about 2000 students? 5000 students, or the total number of students swinburne had? not enough kaa? haiya, i know la money is never enough, but takkan lah the 11k/sem is not enough to cover the parking maintenance? i don't see any complex gadget installed in our parking system. sekda sensor pakai beritahu ada parking kosong around the school pun, like they did in most shopping complex in KL. the fact that our parking was mainly a painted side of the road, so why we need to pay then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuhh, am i gonna get arrested? i guess i am. or at least being expelled from swinshit. but what the hell, i am uberly pissed somemore because most of the student just decided to pay and dont give a shit about how the system has digging our money yo! hey im no rich dude yo! i aint got no ferrari yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im done. later yo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-8024922882316313269?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/8024922882316313269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=8024922882316313269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/8024922882316313269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/8024922882316313269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-full-of-hatred-during-cuti-season.html' title='im full of hatred during the cuti season, and i can explain why'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-2905092785392809971</id><published>2011-01-08T22:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T20:08:43.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so i was thinking</title><content type='html'>what am i going to do during my holiday? i think i did announced to the whole facebook community that i am going to get a part time job at kenny rogers (again). &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;come on lah, free chicken maa. i don't work at kenny just because i enjoy meeting new people, or all those same old shitty reasons like, "it's not about the money, it's about the experience" sort of thing. tell me something, since when money is not an issue? hahaha&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but, rm3.5/hour is kind of small? but then again, i was dividing my time into portions; gym, work, leisure. i do need to go to gym because i have cleared most of my old plus size clothes and the only one lefts is size m and size 34 and below. working at kenny's give me a little flexible working hours, so i am so decided right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but there is one problem: (this post was deleted because i found out that the person that i wanna umpat is currently reading my blog! omg!) ahhh nevermain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by the way, my friend stevie had just presented a challenge and im more than happy to accept it: a six pack before rainforest festival which is around june. challenge accepted my friend. dayum i need to cut all those extra delicious foods ive been eating all this while!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-2905092785392809971?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/2905092785392809971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=2905092785392809971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/2905092785392809971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/2905092785392809971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2011/01/so-i-was-thinking.html' title='so i was thinking'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-2407345986317115193</id><published>2011-01-05T12:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T13:25:12.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi. It's been a while, right?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I once thought of eliminating this blog. it's like, a waste of internet space since i have not been updating my blog. maybe i'm just not into blogging anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by the way, happy 2011. i just hope that my new year happiness will last long enough because my biggest fear is that i may fail my last year finals! (touch wood)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like, how did i celebrate my new year? hmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSP4I0K0G4I/AAAAAAAABbA/2SyaWa8xV9g/s1600/group%2Bpics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSP4I0K0G4I/AAAAAAAABbA/2SyaWa8xV9g/s400/group%2Bpics.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558559195431967618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, i hate the watermark beneath the picture. it's like, why the hell would you spoil the picture by putting a watermark? anyhow, my new year was wasted on booze and vigorous dance, which i am only good at it when i'm half sane and half tipsy. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG so sorry jin howe, but i guess joanne have to deal with the fact that you joined us that night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas this yeas was kind of like any other year; typical family gathering and belly bloating foods. but, i seriously am thankful for everything (amen!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSP5Lg8qnnI/AAAAAAAABbI/ESXQgVVpSAk/s400/kids.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558560341323587186" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&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;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my brother was at the far left, wearing white shirt. ok, make it simple: the grumpy one. i can't remember why he is mad, but i am pretty sure it has something to do with me. merry belated xmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;speaking of regrets, here are some of my biggest regrets movie ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. the tourist. like, angelina jolie not doing her stunts and acting all weak? and there's johnny depp some more. totally disappointing! can't believe i was cheated by the super awesome trailer. and the most butthurt of all, Andrew was right, again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. book of eli. i know the message of the story counts, but can't help it. it's boriiiinggggg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. jonah hex.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. jennifer's body. preety weird. both movies stars hottie megan fox. i guess it's proven that she's just a pretty face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well this is my problem, when it comes to listing stuffs that i hated, i started forgetting all of those. but never mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, harga minyak naik, harga barang naik, gaji tak naik naik. apa punya pasal ini malaysia government. like shit lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-2407345986317115193?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/2407345986317115193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=2407345986317115193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/2407345986317115193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/2407345986317115193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2011/01/hi-its-been-while-right.html' title='Hi. It&apos;s been a while, right?'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSP4I0K0G4I/AAAAAAAABbA/2SyaWa8xV9g/s72-c/group%2Bpics.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-7104222123374505664</id><published>2010-07-13T15:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T15:46:51.691+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rainforest Festival 2010'/><title type='text'>I ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ RAINFEST!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yeah finally the most awaiting yearly event that rocks Kuching: the Rainforest Festival!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks to Jess, i got thecket for only rm55+rm10 for the compulsory reload. hahaha. screw you all for not using UOX. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of course i got some pics, and i am going to place it randomly coz Blogger is such a pain in the ass when it comes to modifying pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TDwVO1mVvuI/AAAAAAAABYs/uBnxq-ca2y8/s1600/IMG_2003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493288990135402210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TDwVO1mVvuI/AAAAAAAABYs/uBnxq-ca2y8/s400/IMG_2003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;relax, those chics are not wasted. they are just having fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TDwVOcudUhI/AAAAAAAABYk/j5Bl-yh1ADQ/s1600/IMG_1995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493288983458566674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TDwVOcudUhI/AAAAAAAABYk/j5Bl-yh1ADQ/s400/IMG_1995.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;random+random. i guesss those girls are looking at some men's abs, or the performer from other country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TDwVN261KKI/AAAAAAAABYc/oYNdFPA_YG0/s1600/IMG_1983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493288973309913250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TDwVN261KKI/AAAAAAAABYc/oYNdFPA_YG0/s400/IMG_1983.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;michelle!! too bad, the next day she needs to fly off to Sabah. haiya, i hate to cuti alone laaahh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TDwVNva5PiI/AAAAAAAABYU/nYa75iXq3is/s1600/IMG_1981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493288971296914978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TDwVNva5PiI/AAAAAAAABYU/nYa75iXq3is/s400/IMG_1981.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of the time i am taking all the pictures. and in fact MOST OF THE TIME i am the photographer so dont expect to see much of mee ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TDwVNP6j5DI/AAAAAAAABYM/U0BZT5AF1us/s1600/IMG_1990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493288962839798834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TDwVNP6j5DI/AAAAAAAABYM/U0BZT5AF1us/s400/IMG_1990.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i l0ike this pic! can fit into some sort of fashion magazines haha. suggested headings: SOCIALITES FROM NEW YORK SPOTTED AT RAINFOREST! haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TDwX2ZrB2XI/AAAAAAAABak/4m52JaUMTM8/s1600/IMG_1982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493291868856899954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TDwX2ZrB2XI/AAAAAAAABak/4m52JaUMTM8/s400/IMG_1982.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just love the crowd coz when you can't dance, they dont look at you. and i cant dance, i am just shaking. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TDwX2PrTDrI/AAAAAAAABac/sxjSnLxAjWc/s1600/IMG_1992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493291866173673138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TDwX2PrTDrI/AAAAAAAABac/sxjSnLxAjWc/s400/IMG_1992.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TDwX1RG7k0I/AAAAAAAABaU/S7srtEWwx7U/s1600/IMG_1985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493291849378140994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TDwX1RG7k0I/AAAAAAAABaU/S7srtEWwx7U/s400/IMG_1985.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;booboo trains? i the mud, those bois need to try harder to move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TDwX1K0BoGI/AAAAAAAABaM/ovCziQvh9Ac/s1600/IMG_1979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493291847688233058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TDwX1K0BoGI/AAAAAAAABaM/ovCziQvh9Ac/s400/IMG_1979.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TDwX0Vfn-uI/AAAAAAAABaE/w-knUeS-haY/s1600/IMG_1980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493291833375587042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TDwX0Vfn-uI/AAAAAAAABaE/w-knUeS-haY/s400/IMG_1980.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amy winehouse lookalike! i dunno her, its my friend's friend. just met that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TDwXh7dqMcI/AAAAAAAABZ8/rs0bWQvMiE0/s1600/IMG_2009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493291517150376386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TDwXh7dqMcI/AAAAAAAABZ8/rs0bWQvMiE0/s400/IMG_2009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some whoopi coldberg lookalike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TDwXhZzEXhI/AAAAAAAABZ0/XzbQ6A7pQxE/s1600/IMG_2004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493291508113366546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TDwXhZzEXhI/AAAAAAAABZ0/XzbQ6A7pQxE/s400/IMG_2004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dunno this chic also. we just snap a pic after we bergelek togeda. next thing i knew, she was totally wasted later on. too much booze!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;speaking of booze, i failed to smuggle some beers coz i donwan to buy inside! so mahal laa. neway, some friends are quite genius transfering a bottle of Jack+ other weird stuff inside mineral water bottle! haha will do this nx yr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TDwXg4AcbLI/AAAAAAAABZs/IYDTp0zthWM/s1600/IMG_2001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493291499042663602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TDwXg4AcbLI/AAAAAAAABZs/IYDTp0zthWM/s400/IMG_2001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TDwXgT15iiI/AAAAAAAABZk/KAqyc2VirNQ/s1600/IMG_1997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493291489334757922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TDwXgT15iiI/AAAAAAAABZk/KAqyc2VirNQ/s400/IMG_1997.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TDwXf8xDJII/AAAAAAAABZc/T5fF-qWfh8o/s1600/IMG_1991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493291483140400258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TDwXf8xDJII/AAAAAAAABZc/T5fF-qWfh8o/s400/IMG_1991.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not my slipper if you ask me. and the mud smells like shit. it sticks at my flipper even till today. i guess i must have washed it wrongly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so guys, if you are the ones who prefer playing PS3 or whatever game consoles you got at home rather than go out and enjoy the festival, i am so never going to understand you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3216823523699206237-7104222123374505664?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/7104222123374505664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=7104222123374505664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/7104222123374505664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/7104222123374505664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-rainfest.html' title='I ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ RAINFEST!'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TDwVO1mVvuI/AAAAAAAABYs/uBnxq-ca2y8/s72-c/IMG_2003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-3932650202645888301</id><published>2010-06-29T18:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T18:36:37.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aww snap! not again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;not the saman again! it seems like i really have an issue with the police.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wanted to help renew my mum's car road tax, but couldnt. rush to JPJ and found out there's some unsettled issue with the police.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i tot it was just one ticket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it turns out to be 3 TICKETS!!!! HOLY COW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TCnMZSISnwI/AAAAAAAABYE/80gOosem6sk/s1600/IMG_1781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TCnMZSISnwI/AAAAAAAABYE/80gOosem6sk/s400/IMG_1781.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488142355663068930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, it turns out that my dad was responsible for all these tickets. now my ass is saved from being blamed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;speeding-$300&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;misc-$60&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now that's some kind of expensive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3216823523699206237-3932650202645888301?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/3932650202645888301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=3932650202645888301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/3932650202645888301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/3932650202645888301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2010/06/aww-snap-not-again.html' title='aww snap! not again!'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TCnMZSISnwI/AAAAAAAABYE/80gOosem6sk/s72-c/IMG_1781.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-6999002095689173989</id><published>2010-06-26T20:27:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T21:18:12.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;yess whatever rumors you heard about me stop blogging is not true, coz right now i have 2 months of free time to blog whatever sh*t i want! (applause)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just finished my finals, and right now am praying for the best to get at least 3 D'S. sounds ambitious, tho, but aim higher cultivates motivation, see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know, there are a lot of things going on during my absentees in this blogging world. for example, we just had our robot competition, which is marked as our final exam. scary how it sounds, i find this subject quite interesting and fun. well, thank god engineering has something fun to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TCX1TIyRBPI/AAAAAAAABXM/-mnxT5gu07g/s1600/IMG00322-20100615-1005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TCX1TIyRBPI/AAAAAAAABXM/-mnxT5gu07g/s400/IMG00322-20100615-1005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487061430145451250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you're expecting some sort of nicely made arena, so im sorry to dissapoint you coz this is just what we have. aiya, we are not even the final year student maa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so our job is to design a robot which flips a desired puck to another. for example, if i am at the blue team, i need to flip a red sided puck to face the blue side. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TCX1S5NulpI/AAAAAAAABXE/i92Voq_4Efk/s1600/IMG00321-20100615-0951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TCX1S5NulpI/AAAAAAAABXE/i92Voq_4Efk/s400/IMG00321-20100615-0951.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487061425965667986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my team's robot! be amazed coz it has hidden potential. if developed, can be the next asimo. serious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TCX1SvnjQSI/AAAAAAAABW8/MXwGhppCQJw/s1600/IMG00319-20100615-0951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TCX1SvnjQSI/AAAAAAAABW8/MXwGhppCQJw/s400/IMG00319-20100615-0951.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487061423389622562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was highly proud of myself (what the heck) coz i solved the robot's flaw which will get stuck if the puck stucks at the tyre. what the heck, it was my team's effort lah, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TCX1SK8tqsI/AAAAAAAABW0/ji9w4vgDnWw/s1600/IMG00318-20100615-0951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TCX1SK8tqsI/AAAAAAAABW0/ji9w4vgDnWw/s400/IMG00318-20100615-0951.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487061413546273474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;front view! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wait a sec, i think i did capture a video during the competition. but, i'll pass this time. malaysian's internet speed is very dissapointing in such a way that the upload speed was f*cking slow. i mean that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TCX1RmV6h8I/AAAAAAAABWs/qTxmlTHuhus/s1600/IMG00317-20100615-0951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TCX1RmV6h8I/AAAAAAAABWs/qTxmlTHuhus/s400/IMG00317-20100615-0951.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487061403719862210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay i think i bore you for non-stop displaying the images of our robot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owh snap, i cant post the video. its in 3gpp, and currently windows 7 cant convert the video to avi. or i just dont know how. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so there's Redeem at apar, which will be going on till this sunday. we went there on friday, and i find it quite boring, despite all the rumors saying the Redeem is going to be a blast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, all i see was overdressed girls who wears as if there are going to a Paramore's concert or something. not that i suggest that they wear baju kuring, but come on laa, the redeem is just like 5 minutes walk from your home, and you wear like WOW. okay whatever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TCX3XDwAGGI/AAAAAAAABX0/KhVqJRDtTrw/s1600/IMG_1780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TCX3XDwAGGI/AAAAAAAABX0/KhVqJRDtTrw/s400/IMG_1780.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487063696536508514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so we just sat at some local gerai. the tables and chairs are placed on a bamboo base, which if you are not carefull, your chair might get stuck along the bamboo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TCX3WpdqGuI/AAAAAAAABXs/w84j01tcjLg/s1600/IMG_1778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TCX3WpdqGuI/AAAAAAAABXs/w84j01tcjLg/s400/IMG_1778.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487063689480248034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;colette+gg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TCX3WYqYJnI/AAAAAAAABXk/B8IjM6Ygu8g/s1600/IMG_1779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TCX3WYqYJnI/AAAAAAAABXk/B8IjM6Ygu8g/s400/IMG_1779.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487063684970194546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me+gyvonne. i swear the night was hot and spicy. and look at my oily face! lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last 17th june was my bday, and since i am having my final prep during that period, so i celebrated my bday with cakes and laughters only. i think that's sufficient. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TCX3V33sc_I/AAAAAAAABXc/vRl_FAVtel4/s1600/IMG_1740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TCX3V33sc_I/AAAAAAAABXc/vRl_FAVtel4/s400/IMG_1740.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487063676167681010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, my dad bought 2 cakes in conjunction to my bro's bday which structs on the first of june. kiranya celebr8 togeda laa. and btw, my cake is the cheese cake. both from Mita. highly recommended!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TCX3VanXRUI/AAAAAAAABXU/4L5XS-orWzA/s1600/IMG_1742.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TCX37b6luVI/AAAAAAAABX8/GGJFmKor1NM/s1600/IMG_1742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TCX37b6luVI/AAAAAAAABX8/GGJFmKor1NM/s400/IMG_1742.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487064321498659154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might not be in my best condition at that time, and the angle of the camera suggest that i really need to loose weight! dont worry, i'm no sissy just becoz i frequently talk about my physique. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay since i have 2 months of holiday, i am planning to crash at my cousin's place at KL about a week or 2 max. hope to see new environment. and during my stay, i was kind of hoping those semenanjung people asked me whether swkians do live on tress. can't wait to answer those kind of questions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-6999002095689173989?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/6999002095689173989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=6999002095689173989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/6999002095689173989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/6999002095689173989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2010/06/welcome-back.html' title='welcome back!'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TCX1TIyRBPI/AAAAAAAABXM/-mnxT5gu07g/s72-c/IMG00322-20100615-1005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-7316672283551585163</id><published>2010-05-16T09:49:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T10:33:24.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah, i know this is such an over-due update, till i can detect some basi smell out of this post.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there are some stuff going on lately, which i personally think is some kind of achievement. for example, the Ranchan bbq was a success, even tho we have difficulties finding a nice spot for bbq. and of course, not to forget internal conflict.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know, i am dying to show some pics, but being shirtless at that time and i am not kind of in a sexy state, so i'll pass. i think andrew will agree with me, since i will intentionally reveal his boroiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, i can't stand it. will show jwak!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S-9UOhqVYLI/AAAAAAAABV8/1Y1YrWJZ36U/s1600/pic+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S-9UOhqVYLI/AAAAAAAABV8/1Y1YrWJZ36U/s400/pic+4.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471684680809275570" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;pahal ko nok? x la liat glak maok aku ya. oupps, i missed out the leg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S-9UOA_l5iI/AAAAAAAABV0/ZFig-3ytLWE/s1600/pic+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S-9UOA_l5iI/AAAAAAAABV0/ZFig-3ytLWE/s400/pic+3.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471684672040068642" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 224px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;mep a.k.a 'rentap' a.k.a 'sumpit'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S-9UNoS2-dI/AAAAAAAABVs/8oAaw7suitk/s1600/pic+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S-9UNoS2-dI/AAAAAAAABVs/8oAaw7suitk/s400/pic+2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471684665409993170" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 224px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S-9UNcvUOuI/AAAAAAAABVk/wBlPx6gStas/s1600/pic+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S-9UNcvUOuI/AAAAAAAABVk/wBlPx6gStas/s400/pic+1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471684662308125410" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 224px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ye lar, i dengan sengajanya selected pics without me inside. ha3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay orait, so you all must think i am using the term busy as my excuse for not updating my blog. okay well you've got served coz i got proofs! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here are my busy sources&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;source no.1:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S-9YL4o-giI/AAAAAAAABWk/QNQ8MFmHb4g/s1600/P16-05-10_10.22%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S-9YL4o-giI/AAAAAAAABWk/QNQ8MFmHb4g/s400/P16-05-10_10.22%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471689033484501538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;can you imagine, out of the whole thermo class, only 2 ppl pass for the test 1. of course, i am not one of the two. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;source 2: robot and coding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S-9YLVv6QFI/AAAAAAAABWc/jCJIZaOHjwo/s1600/P16-05-10_10.22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S-9YLVv6QFI/AAAAAAAABWc/jCJIZaOHjwo/s400/P16-05-10_10.22.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471689024118341714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S-9YK3ruxaI/AAAAAAAABWU/XmdokayKiKE/s1600/P16-05-10_10.21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S-9YK3ruxaI/AAAAAAAABWU/XmdokayKiKE/s400/P16-05-10_10.21.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471689016047748514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eventho i enjoyed this, but i've got lots of thing to do besides remembering my childhood favourite: lego blocks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;source 3: reports&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S-9YKSrh19I/AAAAAAAABWM/8PhJbS4FBfQ/s1600/P16-05-10_09.44.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S-9YKSrh19I/AAAAAAAABWM/8PhJbS4FBfQ/s400/P16-05-10_09.44.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471689006114789330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S-9YJ5mymNI/AAAAAAAABWE/rtTXepMvMjs/s1600/P13-05-10_11.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S-9YJ5mymNI/AAAAAAAABWE/rtTXepMvMjs/s400/P13-05-10_11.10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471688999384029394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sik alah2 report. haven't completed the previous ones, and suddenly there's ANOTHER tonnes of report to be completed by nx week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay see you in my next update, which i dont know when. sorry ya&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/3216823523699206237-7316672283551585163?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/7316672283551585163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=7316672283551585163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/7316672283551585163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/7316672283551585163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2010/05/finally.html' title='finally!'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S-9UOhqVYLI/AAAAAAAABV8/1Y1YrWJZ36U/s72-c/pic+4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-3619545033476168526</id><published>2010-04-11T10:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T10:20:54.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my biggest(somewhat) secret: I COOK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;yea seriously, and i'm good at that! haha.&lt;div&gt;so puan2 dan tuan2, hari ini, i chef anda akan menunjukkan cara2 memasak yang betul ok!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok seriously, i gotta cut the crap. so i can cook, so what. i'm not a pussy for that reason.daa~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TODAY'S SPECIAL: IKAN STEAM!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;first of all, go and get a seawater fish.somewhat like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S8EvKjY_kfI/AAAAAAAABUg/PdXtBRYtLdo/s1600/IMG00223-20100408-1900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S8EvKjY_kfI/AAAAAAAABUg/PdXtBRYtLdo/s400/IMG00223-20100408-1900.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458696081695019506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for those who dont know, make sure you siang the ikan first OK. dont cook together with the galls and craps of the fish, or you will end up not eating the fish at all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, next: the ingredients for the fish! so there's not much item in my fridge, so i just use some button mushrooms, bawang besar and shallot. if you rajin go kedai, go and get some salted black beans and ginger. it makes the fish goes GAGA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S8EvLZ97myI/AAAAAAAABUw/cNQwtHqFa_A/s1600/IMG00226-20100408-1912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S8EvLZ97myI/AAAAAAAABUw/cNQwtHqFa_A/s400/IMG00226-20100408-1912.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458696096345463586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S8EvLKdocaI/AAAAAAAABUo/TtcH5E-HgII/s1600/IMG00225-20100408-1905.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S8EvLKdocaI/AAAAAAAABUo/TtcH5E-HgII/s400/IMG00225-20100408-1905.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458696092183458210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chop chop all the ingredients, and prepare for frying!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S8EvMFZM-cI/AAAAAAAABU4/a4luA8i7E78/s1600/IMG00228-20100408-1920.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S8EvMFZM-cI/AAAAAAAABU4/a4luA8i7E78/s400/IMG00228-20100408-1920.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458696108002572738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fry those ingredients, and add extra oyster sauce, some sweet kicap. make sure you put a little extra to suffice the fish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S8EvMTa5uQI/AAAAAAAABVA/-Tk0fGCy0OI/s1600/IMG00229-20100408-1923.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S8EvMTa5uQI/AAAAAAAABVA/-Tk0fGCy0OI/s400/IMG00229-20100408-1923.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458696111767795970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you may or may not dissect the fish, or you can just put the ingredients on top of the fish. doesn't matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oupps, i forgot to ask you: do you have a steamer at home?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you don't, just go and fry the fish!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so put the fish into the steamer for like 20 mins. you can check on the fish to make sure the fish is already cooked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and voila!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S8Evbqt-87I/AAAAAAAABVI/-5FIdSSn1e8/s1600/IMG00230-20100408-1959.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S8Evbqt-87I/AAAAAAAABVI/-5FIdSSn1e8/s400/IMG00230-20100408-1959.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458696375719883698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, the fish might look better on a nicer plate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/3216823523699206237-3619545033476168526?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/3619545033476168526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=3619545033476168526&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/3619545033476168526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/3619545033476168526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-biggestsomewhat-secret-i-cook.html' title='my biggest(somewhat) secret: I COOK!'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S8EvKjY_kfI/AAAAAAAABUg/PdXtBRYtLdo/s72-c/IMG00223-20100408-1900.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-1299448057423706621</id><published>2010-03-28T10:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T11:04:33.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>earth hour at boulevard is a boring hour(i've said it)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;happened to be at boulevard yesterday with a bunch of dimwits, and suddenly i remembered it's earth hour at 2030! how silly of me.&lt;div&gt;then again, my friends have this weird ideas of hiding in a Converse store, or Levi's store during the earth hour. thinking of grabbing some items during earth hour, i guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the celebration of earth hour in boulevard was rather disappointing. to be exact, sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm not referring to the organizers, but to the boulevard mall and also to those who witness the earth hour event yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no hand claps, no cheers, no sing-along, no support, and the darkness of the mall was not convincing enough that 2030 hour is earth hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, i guess we have to postpone our plans to grab some items at Converse of Levi's store to next year then, when boulevard was supportive enough to make earth hour a not boring hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S67GGVKQoGI/AAAAAAAABUI/93DrHKw6xG4/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S67GGVKQoGI/AAAAAAAABUI/93DrHKw6xG4/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453514010853941346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 20:25 and it's almost time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hey, wait a sec..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S67GG1oJRMI/AAAAAAAABUQ/8XZPsUP4owk/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S67GG1oJRMI/AAAAAAAABUQ/8XZPsUP4owk/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453514019569222850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's with the mascot? chicken?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S67GHs3iynI/AAAAAAAABUY/iulBc4hnuN0/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S67GHs3iynI/AAAAAAAABUY/iulBc4hnuN0/s400/3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453514034397760114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;during earth hour. those greenies are using shirts with recycle symbol, so i guess there are some recycling activist. and they are the ones, the only ones. who cheers after each performances.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, i don't watch the event for long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-1299448057423706621?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/1299448057423706621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=1299448057423706621&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/1299448057423706621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/1299448057423706621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2010/03/earth-hour-at-boulevard-is-boring.html' title='earth hour at boulevard is a boring hour(i&apos;ve said it)'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S67GGVKQoGI/AAAAAAAABUI/93DrHKw6xG4/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-7334332793346429920</id><published>2010-03-22T00:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T01:09:27.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the bad thing about being good</title><content type='html'>seriously, i loike to help people in need. but sometimes, helping others might be a bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's take my example for a start:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;person A, requesting some airtime credit from me. since i, person B, is so kind and feeling tipsy, so B gives A rm2 airtime share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next few days, A requested for another airtime share. so B ignores A coz B had done his part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selang beberapa hari, A requested again. as usual, B ignores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;around a week after, A requested, again. B ignore, as he always does. and B is starting to get annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days after a week, A requested, again! THIS TIME, B IS SO PISSED OFF THAT HE SEND SOME FUCKED UP MESSAGES TO A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days, and days after that, A requested again. now this sounds like a SMS version of SPAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is not some made up story. now, i don't feel tipsy anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i am encouraging you to help the right people. haha, joke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, went to my old friend's wedding today, and there's something you need to know about kampong style Malay wedding(no offense)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. you need to possess the skill of eating by hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. you need to own a sunglass, and maybe a hat with a mini fan. it's so damn hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. you need not to wear some flashy outfits, coz you will end up feeling awkward later on.(ppl there all wear baju kurung!and btw, it's always a sunny day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. you need to know how to bawa diri; e.g to eat among the crowds with various kinds of people, don't mind washing their dirty hands in the same small basin, eat at the table with gazillions of flies,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i really should stop. it's not like i dislike going to weddings anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's some snapshots my sis was able to obtain while in the midst of heat and chaos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMG here come's the bride and the groom!!!(applause)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451128316794843378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S6ZMUqOhMPI/AAAAAAAABSY/42aBnbvb3OI/s400/IMG_0607.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451128310472000594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S6ZMUSrCRFI/AAAAAAAABSQ/lcGXbM82jKw/s400/IMG_0606.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haven't been close to nono(bride) after we transfered to BDC. not really close because of that. luckily they remembered to invite us to come and celebrate their wedding togeda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451128330319682706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S6ZMVcnF3JI/AAAAAAAABSg/hPcZKNnPkFU/s400/IMG_0610.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i am not quite sure what is the nenek doing. but she is tying the batik around the groom and the bride. so this must be some kind of traditional Jawa rituals. oh, i forgot to mention that i think the groom is a Jawa. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S6ZMV43mGVI/AAAAAAAABSo/ny4ykG667ns/s1600-h/IMG_0614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451128337905097042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S6ZMV43mGVI/AAAAAAAABSo/ny4ykG667ns/s400/IMG_0614.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;what's with the hand fan? maybe it's included in the package.LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S6ZMWLVur0I/AAAAAAAABSw/qrMoQW9G6UU/s1600-h/IMG_0623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451128342863327042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S6ZMWLVur0I/AAAAAAAABSw/qrMoQW9G6UU/s400/IMG_0623.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;some local kompang players gathering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S6ZMyToKkeI/AAAAAAAABS4/nfhOyGa-lp4/s1600-h/IMG_0624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451128826124472802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S6ZMyToKkeI/AAAAAAAABS4/nfhOyGa-lp4/s400/IMG_0624.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the main reason most of us are going to weddings: the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S6ZMyrCfv9I/AAAAAAAABTA/0em3jg7Ubkg/s1600-h/IMG_0630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451128832408928210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S6ZMyrCfv9I/AAAAAAAABTA/0em3jg7Ubkg/s400/IMG_0630.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;honestly, it is not organized. dirty utensils are everywhere, and so as flies. but, we just makan sikit la to jaga hati tuan rumah.make yourself at home :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S6ZMzD77L6I/AAAAAAAABTI/eLW4eN4Lydg/s1600-h/IMG_0632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451128839092252578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S6ZMzD77L6I/AAAAAAAABTI/eLW4eN4Lydg/s400/IMG_0632.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S6ZMzf6RvjI/AAAAAAAABTQ/AYvXSq8-AGA/s1600-h/IMG_0633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451128846601535026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S6ZMzf6RvjI/AAAAAAAABTQ/AYvXSq8-AGA/s400/IMG_0633.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eh, got lion dance also? 1Malaysia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then suddenly...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S6ZMzoY7BjI/AAAAAAAABTY/O25ogi1OtAU/s1600-h/IMG_0639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451128848877553202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S6ZMzoY7BjI/AAAAAAAABTY/O25ogi1OtAU/s400/IMG_0639.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: oh f**k! curry splash at my shirt dammit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sis: eww, how the f**K you eat your chicken until it terbang? ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S6ZNOa1elXI/AAAAAAAABTg/WXz32cpJHFs/s1600-h/IMG_0640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451129309095695730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S6ZNOa1elXI/AAAAAAAABTg/WXz32cpJHFs/s400/IMG_0640.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't want to brag, but it is a QUIKSILVER okay. haha damn it gio. you did it again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S6ZNOhT_zfI/AAAAAAAABTo/c4WFwZO4EOk/s1600-h/IMG_0641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451129310834314738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S6ZNOhT_zfI/AAAAAAAABTo/c4WFwZO4EOk/s400/IMG_0641.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whatever. later rendam it with ommo.LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S6ZNPWsBpoI/AAAAAAAABTw/En7OrP3Coew/s1600-h/IMG_0644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451129325162178178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S6ZNPWsBpoI/AAAAAAAABTw/En7OrP3Coew/s400/IMG_0644.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wanted to take a shot of the bride and groom, but suddenly out of nowhere there's this unknown curl block the view. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S6ZNQL5qOKI/AAAAAAAABT4/LCkhym8c3HQ/s1600-h/IMG_0647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451129339446442146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S6ZNQL5qOKI/AAAAAAAABT4/LCkhym8c3HQ/s400/IMG_0647.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my sis eagerly wants a snapshot of us with the newlyweds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S6ZNQrh-lqI/AAAAAAAABUA/W9eQM70aC6w/s1600-h/IMG_0648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451129347937048226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S6ZNQrh-lqI/AAAAAAAABUA/W9eQM70aC6w/s400/IMG_0648.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the snap wasn't that good after all. my bro's fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-7334332793346429920?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/7334332793346429920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=7334332793346429920&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/7334332793346429920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/7334332793346429920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2010/03/bad-thing-about-being-good.html' title='the bad thing about being good'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S6ZMUqOhMPI/AAAAAAAABSY/42aBnbvb3OI/s72-c/IMG_0607.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-1539517871006948337</id><published>2010-03-14T12:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T10:26:32.939+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='install blue cube for windows 7 64 bits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blue Cube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='how to install celcom modem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celcom'/><title type='text'>how to enable BLUE CUBE USB MODEM for windows 7 64 bit</title><content type='html'>first of all, i would like to thank Afiq for teaching me to do this. TERIMA KASIH AFIQ XD&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, so i googled with keywords sounded like, "how to use blue cube modem in wondows 7 64 bits", and i founded out that there's a lot of people was still unable to use their Blue Cube modem in their Windows 7 64 Bit laptop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i even e-mailed the celcom online careline, and they replied:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S5xsUURT1xI/AAAAAAAABSA/sEPFr0GPaFs/s1600-h/letter+from+celcom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S5xsUURT1xI/AAAAAAAABSA/sEPFr0GPaFs/s400/letter+from+celcom.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448348745505953554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:12pt;"&gt;Good Day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:12pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:12pt;"&gt;Dear Mr. Giovanni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:12pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:12pt;"&gt;We are very sorry to tell inform, that old of our old modem doesn’t not support windows 7 and we don’t have any software to upgrade for windows 7. Very sorry for the convenience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="   ;font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;color:navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style;font-size:100%;color:#0000fb;"&gt;&lt;span style="  color: rgb(0, 0, 251); font-weight: bold; font-family:'Bookman Old Style';font-size:12pt;"&gt;Thanks &amp;amp; Regards,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Bookman Old Style';font-size:130%;color:#0000FB;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i was very unsatisfied with Celcom. it seems that they are not that keen to help their customers. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S5xsVFkdJYI/AAAAAAAABSI/VmHM8EjCM7M/s1600-h/IMG_0577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S5xsVFkdJYI/AAAAAAAABSI/VmHM8EjCM7M/s400/IMG_0577.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448348758739592578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank God Afiq knew what to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i wanna share to all lah. for those who knew long about this, tegor2 la apa kesalahan saya yerk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. make sure your computer/lappie is connected to the internet. make it either LAN connection or WIFI. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. when your computer is already online, connect your USB MODEM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Right click the My Computer icon. click Manage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. after the Computer Management is open, select Device Manager located at the left corner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. check out Other devices.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. under Other Devices, right click each one of them, and select Update Driver Software. make sure you try to Update Driver Software every one of them because i can't really specify which one is it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and voila! you may want to restart your computer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, have you tried your today? i did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-1539517871006948337?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/1539517871006948337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=1539517871006948337&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/1539517871006948337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/1539517871006948337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2010/03/how-to-enable-blue-cube-usb-modem-for.html' title='how to enable BLUE CUBE USB MODEM for windows 7 64 bit'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S5xsUURT1xI/AAAAAAAABSA/sEPFr0GPaFs/s72-c/letter+from+celcom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-7565652314687259875</id><published>2010-03-11T13:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T13:45:31.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S5iCdvVpT8I/AAAAAAAABR4/9WHwuyQZn7U/s1600-h/sam+gemok.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S5iCdvVpT8I/AAAAAAAABR4/9WHwuyQZn7U/s400/sam+gemok.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447247196739686338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;found this pic in my dusty hard drive. i must have post it before. and sam, YOU ARE NOT SLIM!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahad next week mok chow gi Japan, p baru balit kuching marek. ya nang kawan lah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tick tock sam, you got about a week before you leave us. use your time wisely. LOL!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-7565652314687259875?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/7565652314687259875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=7565652314687259875&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/7565652314687259875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/7565652314687259875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2010/03/found-this-pic-in-my-dusty-hard-drive.html' title=''/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S5iCdvVpT8I/AAAAAAAABR4/9WHwuyQZn7U/s72-c/sam+gemok.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-8026298975407325403</id><published>2010-03-09T10:34:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T11:08:12.171+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paramore'/><title type='text'>WENT TO PARAMORE CONCERT@SINGAPORE!</title><content type='html'>guess i should cross out this from my checkbook list of things must do before i die: going to Paramore concert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLEASE DON'T GET MAD AT ME FOR NON-STOP TALKING ABOUT ME ATTENDING PARAMORE CONCERT IN SINGAPORE! ESPECIALLY FOR THOSE WHO ARE NOT A FAN, OR THOSE WHO HATES PARAMORE. BUT I DOUBT THEY ARE ANY OF THEM XD XD XD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES, and as i have told you all before(or i haven't), i went to singapore just for paramore, since Malaysia was such a pain in the ass for imposing ridiculous rules for international artist to performing in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i do take videos of them performing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but pls, just ignore my voice along the video. i know the sound of my voice sucks, but as you can see, people are shouting like some kind of mad people in there. this is one of my vids. not gonna share all of them. super exclusive okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fab50b7bae2fbc23" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfab50b7bae2fbc23%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331264111%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7632355979DBD13506CBCD009DB069D6FBEBCDE8.4FB02D4E99C4AC529E5AD05D74E8A6DA8C762A14%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfab50b7bae2fbc23%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQBzzQ8NGCDUYKFkefEgV22XxG9g&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfab50b7bae2fbc23%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331264111%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7632355979DBD13506CBCD009DB069D6FBEBCDE8.4FB02D4E99C4AC529E5AD05D74E8A6DA8C762A14%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfab50b7bae2fbc23%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQBzzQ8NGCDUYKFkefEgV22XxG9g&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad, no DSLR coz if i do have/bring it, i may have the chance to capture their pics. with super quality pictures. but i do have some not-high quality pics to share. let me check first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S5W3qehPiCI/AAAAAAAABQo/dxTgysfqmTY/s1600-h/IMG_0552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446461264749365282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S5W3qehPiCI/AAAAAAAABQo/dxTgysfqmTY/s400/IMG_0552.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friend suggested me to stick the ticket concert in my bedroom wall. what, this is not some ordinary ticket concert, okay. this is PARAMORE TICKET CONCERT!(now i sound like a fanatic, instead of a fan)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S5W3rNJ4DGI/AAAAAAAABQw/jRM30eNyTP4/s1600-h/IMG_0551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446461277267823714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S5W3rNJ4DGI/AAAAAAAABQw/jRM30eNyTP4/s400/IMG_0551.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we do need to queue as early as possible to enter first. that's why some unknown people invented the Subway. i bought 12 inches long, and i can't bear it anymore. the ssandwich is too big!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S5W3rmiReSI/AAAAAAAABQ4/CwhJdtgdT5A/s1600-h/IMG_0554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446461284081039650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S5W3rmiReSI/AAAAAAAABQ4/CwhJdtgdT5A/s400/IMG_0554.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the queue is much longer than this picture. there more downstairs. such an influence!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S5W3sea1AcI/AAAAAAAABRA/8BDnqplPBzM/s1600-h/IMG_0556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446461299082199490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S5W3sea1AcI/AAAAAAAABRA/8BDnqplPBzM/s400/IMG_0556.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, the man was not telling me not to take pictures. he actually tell us to queue orderly. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S5W3spTPB8I/AAAAAAAABRI/X6Ag-5F7mPo/s1600-h/IMG_0560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446461302003140546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S5W3spTPB8I/AAAAAAAABRI/X6Ag-5F7mPo/s400/IMG_0560.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this time was still kinda early. i regreted for not buying the standing pen ticket. i really should buy it. but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S5W3xZj1FzI/AAAAAAAABRQ/5AkfEu8ZbkY/s1600-h/IMG_0559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446461383677122354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S5W3xZj1FzI/AAAAAAAABRQ/5AkfEu8ZbkY/s400/IMG_0559.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so excited!!! i might look like i am dancing, but i'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;DID I MENTIONED that there's MTVAsia crew approached me and my friends, asking us to do some shoutout for MTV? just hope that they really are going to put it on MTV. they better do, coz we shouted something like, "please come to Kuching" instead of "Malaysia". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-8026298975407325403?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/8026298975407325403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=8026298975407325403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/8026298975407325403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/8026298975407325403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2010/03/went-to-paramore-concertsingapore.html' title='WENT TO PARAMORE CONCERT@SINGAPORE!'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S5W3qehPiCI/AAAAAAAABQo/dxTgysfqmTY/s72-c/IMG_0552.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-5118667507536671890</id><published>2010-03-03T08:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T13:07:00.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dinner at Elephant caf'e</title><content type='html'>i am just not into food blogging because;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. it is expensive. i mean, when you blog about food, you don't just order ordinary kueh tiaw, or only one dish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. it is fattening! all those days of hard work was wasted solely on some heavy weight, irresistable foods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, i do have contacts on where is the best place to eat. if you don't mind the price.&lt;br /&gt;so i went to elephant cafe, which i totally can't explain where is the cafe located. FAILURE!&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you, the cafe was not beautiful, or elegant-like. the design was shitty, and the decor was so outdated. the furnitures was, PLASTIC! in short, the bistro/cafe to my first impression, was a disaster. should you want to attract a customer, you really should invest on its looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S42zcNPU8RI/AAAAAAAABP4/lDzjyMb1FfY/s1600-h/IMG00143-20100302-2103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444204821732454674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S42zcNPU8RI/AAAAAAAABP4/lDzjyMb1FfY/s400/IMG00143-20100302-2103.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i told you, the decor of this Elephant was.... so elephant. i hate those plastic tables! look so kopitiam like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S42zcWMwdEI/AAAAAAAABQA/-GHgfthcaXk/s1600-h/IMG00144-20100302-2104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444204824137593922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S42zcWMwdEI/AAAAAAAABQA/-GHgfthcaXk/s400/IMG00144-20100302-2104.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am no expert, but if you pay so much for your food, you would expect a little something from the cafe. not like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but, i don't say the food was the same. in fact, the food was fab!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i ordered this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S42zc6JEI6I/AAAAAAAABQI/hpHkZRX4OcA/s1600-h/IMG00145-20100302-2105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444204833785783202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S42zc6JEI6I/AAAAAAAABQI/hpHkZRX4OcA/s400/IMG00145-20100302-2105.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgot the name, but i think the beef was marinated with 10 kinds of herbs and spices(sounds like KFC), and it was rm24 something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as usual, you can tell them how you would like your beef to be cooked. i preferd half cook. and i love it! yummy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S42zxPm-xiI/AAAAAAAABQg/c9qtsO8Urn4/s1600-h/IMG00148-20100302-2106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444205183145788962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S42zxPm-xiI/AAAAAAAABQg/c9qtsO8Urn4/s400/IMG00148-20100302-2106.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i also ordered this chicken mushroom pasta, i guess that's the name. and the cream was thick! I LOVE! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;however, best eaten when served coz when it gets cold, the cream started to become so concentrated and not so appealing anymore. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Price? arnound rm16+. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;waddaya want from me?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my friend ordered his regulars; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S42zdtblCDI/AAAAAAAABQY/cfWFubjY51E/s1600-h/IMG00147-20100302-2106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444204847553644594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S42zdtblCDI/AAAAAAAABQY/cfWFubjY51E/s400/IMG00147-20100302-2106.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess it was called seafood marinara. we can actually requested for our pasta to be changed. he wants fetucinne. price is around rm16+&lt;br /&gt;got 2 oyster maa. satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S42zdQ6CJ7I/AAAAAAAABQQ/yFy4YFHgjOo/s1600-h/IMG00146-20100302-2105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444204839896754098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S42zdQ6CJ7I/AAAAAAAABQQ/yFy4YFHgjOo/s400/IMG00146-20100302-2105.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, please don't think that we can finish all of the food we ordered. the chicken salad above, we have to share among ourselves because too full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the chicken salad was too ordinary. the thousand island given was too diluted. and extra thousand island will be charged rm2. maybe that's why the chicken salad was not that tasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't really pin point the exact direction of the restaurant, but it is around this area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="350" frameborder="0" scrolling="no" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" src="http://maps.google.com.my/maps?f=d&amp;amp;source=s_d&amp;amp;saddr=spring&amp;amp;daddr=elephant+cafe,kuching,+sarawak&amp;amp;geocode=&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;mra=ls&amp;amp;sll=1.532925,110.350542&amp;amp;sspn=0.042557,0.076818&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=1.532067,110.350714&amp;amp;spn=0.030287,0.058453&amp;amp;output=embed"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com.my/maps?f=d&amp;amp;source=embed&amp;amp;saddr=spring&amp;amp;daddr=elephant+cafe,kuching,+sarawak&amp;amp;geocode=&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;mra=ls&amp;amp;sll=1.532925,110.350542&amp;amp;sspn=0.042557,0.076818&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=1.532067,110.350714&amp;amp;spn=0.030287,0.058453" style="color:#0000FF;text-align:left"&gt;View Larger Map&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want to try this bistro? you might wanna bring extra cash.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-5118667507536671890?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/5118667507536671890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=5118667507536671890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/5118667507536671890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/5118667507536671890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2010/03/dinner-at-elephant-cafe.html' title='dinner at Elephant caf&apos;e'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S42zcNPU8RI/AAAAAAAABP4/lDzjyMb1FfY/s72-c/IMG00143-20100302-2103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-7626364239659664776</id><published>2010-02-08T01:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T01:15:24.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CONGRATULATIONS, CELCOM. YOU'VE MADE IT.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;You make me really really really really really REALLY &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;REALLY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;hate you! (using blue cube usb modem PLUS! and celcom as it's carrier)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S270zBcmNmI/AAAAAAAABPQ/R8vxCH_723s/s1600-h/IMG00148-20100208-0042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S270zBcmNmI/AAAAAAAABPQ/R8vxCH_723s/s400/IMG00148-20100208-0042.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435550957681653346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;time to change.maybe, digi this time?&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/3216823523699206237-7626364239659664776?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/7626364239659664776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=7626364239659664776&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/7626364239659664776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/7626364239659664776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2010/02/congratulations-celcom-youve-made-it.html' title='CONGRATULATIONS, CELCOM. YOU&apos;VE MADE IT.'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S270zBcmNmI/AAAAAAAABPQ/R8vxCH_723s/s72-c/IMG00148-20100208-0042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-2257593992728124023</id><published>2010-01-29T00:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T10:31:06.362+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S2JEM9oN3LI/AAAAAAAABOo/kKd-4c-vcJs/s400/IMG00023-20100124-1453.jpg'/><title type='text'>who said i can't do kampong work?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so last sunday, i was dragged to kampung i-forgot-the-name to go to my family's kebun. tell you what, it's damn tiring!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S2JEN28e6VI/AAAAAAAABOw/_ibPAzIRZLA/s400/IMG00024-20100124-1457.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431979105440426322" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;like in the TV3 malay drama's. and i don't even know my family even have one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S2JEL3HWp4I/AAAAAAAABOY/tLp77B6n7jE/s400/IMG00018-20100124-1444.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431979071126284162" /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;the drive to the kebun was terrible because we mistakenly used a sedan instead of a 4 wheel drive. the bottom of our sedan was badly scratched because of the irregularity of the pathway, or was it my skill of illegal driving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S2JEMZtG2mI/AAAAAAAABOg/vMFoO3nFFlA/s400/IMG00019-20100124-1449.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431979080411437666" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;anyway, me+my mum+cousin was forced to park abt 10 minutes from our kebun. no sweat, at first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S2JEM9oN3LI/AAAAAAAABOo/kKd-4c-vcJs/s400/IMG00023-20100124-1453.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431979090054601906" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;see the small bridge? i guess it's aging.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;i did try to climb the langsat tree, but apparently my physique say's no. and btw, the distance to the nearest branch to put my leg was quite far. you know, the climbing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S2JFgNed3zI/AAAAAAAABPI/nkFT9TsEVss/s400/IMG00026-20100124-1511.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431980520237817650" /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;but, my mum was awesome. like, an office person was v.good at climbing such tree! salute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S2JEOfI1NGI/AAAAAAAABO4/6XXjxDgtkqM/s400/IMG00025-20100124-1509.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431979116229637218" /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;while she's up there, i'm down here collecting fallen langsats. whatever~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;the worst part is, bringing back all our products back to the car! bringing 2 sacks of heavy langsats in a 10 minute walk was not a fun thing to do, although it is agreed that it's a fat burning activity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S2JFfvf7lYI/AAAAAAAABPA/Ek23Xj3i6M0/s400/IMG00031-20100124-1754.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431980512190895490" /&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;actually, there's another 2 vehicle fully stocked with orchard produces. talking about 10 minutes walk with those weights, tiresome! stocks of langsat for, maybe 3 days in my house. org kuat makan bah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;owya, did i mention that our kebun actually have celcom coverage? i was like amazed that i can chat while plucking langsats. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;so next time you are lost in the woods, choose the correct woods: the one with coverage!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/3216823523699206237-2257593992728124023?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/2257593992728124023/comments/default' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S2JEN28e6VI/AAAAAAAABOw/_ibPAzIRZLA/s72-c/IMG00024-20100124-1457.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-803367712775624746</id><published>2010-01-20T00:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T01:15:09.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rants.stop reading if u get bored of it.</title><content type='html'>first of all, &lt;strong&gt;what's with hani tarmizi&lt;/strong&gt;? like suddenly, there's hani tarmizi in FB? i even heard that people's been comparing her face with a selipar, eventho they should at least compare her face with something more  realistic such as pigs, worms, Tyra Banks, Bush....ya omg, i am so not updated. and there's like 200++unread notifications .i can't stop myself for blaming the stupid modem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, upon sudden realization, i have a list of some of the annoying things which i can't help feeling annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. short text messages. sorry, but eventho the name SMS mentioned that it is short, it is still not wrong to text a little longer.like, sending a long text, and get a short reply? it makes you sounds uninterested to text me back. and p/s i don't mean you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.text messages with a lot, i mean a lot of fullstop(.).  i just don't get it why am i so being unreasonable by hating texts with a lot of fullstop. maybe it's the increasing eye degree..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.people who uses songs as their message ringtones. and boy, i tot it was a phone call. i still prefer a simple beep sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.unreplied/late reply texts. why not next time, i use air mail instead of SMS.maybe instead of a week, i think i might get a reply after a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.promoters.i know you are doing your job, promoting shampoos and cosmetics.so actively promoting that i just touched a shampoo bottle, then the next thing is they come and kepong you. like, what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.looking/texting/playing with your phone while someone is talking to you. i get it when people say that they can't live without their handphone.maybe handphone is just what they need instead of human beings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.talking to me while watching movies.or even explaining the movie.if that's the case, why not we go back home and i listen to you instead of watching the movie. sounds....exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i just love to hate things.first sign of social breakdown.I NEED INTERNET!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-803367712775624746?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/803367712775624746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=803367712775624746&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/803367712775624746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/803367712775624746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2010/01/rantsstop-reading-if-u-get-bored-of-it.html' title='rants.stop reading if u get bored of it.'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-1792427906981641600</id><published>2010-01-07T15:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T08:50:16.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>did you hear about gio?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="left"&gt;call me crazy, but i think i am going to paramore's s'pore tour this march.damn i'm serious! what, some uni kid is not allowed to have some fun? screw u!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="left"&gt;i know, going somewhere without your parent's knowledge is expensive. so i've done some homework and calculations:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423904654022762578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S0WUi7adYFI/AAAAAAAABOQ/maNQ78CImfY/s400/paramore.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;ticket(standing pen): SGD108 = MYR259.38&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;hotel= around SGD50-SGD100 per night. max MYR240.00&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;spendings? unpredictable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;and i hope Maybank is acceptable in Singapore. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;so i've been jobless for about a week, and my account is shrinking! that's what you get if you work at 4 points then.gotta endure it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;and oh, i forgot! about a week or 2 to final sem result publication! GOD bless us all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-1792427906981641600?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/1792427906981641600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=1792427906981641600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/1792427906981641600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/1792427906981641600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2010/01/did-you-hear-about-gio.html' title='did you hear about gio?'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/S0WUi7adYFI/AAAAAAAABOQ/maNQ78CImfY/s72-c/paramore.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-7776750766172661426</id><published>2009-12-31T16:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T00:56:55.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wake up lazybums! it's 2010 and...</title><content type='html'>and i have already commited some of the 7 deadliest sins:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-gluttony.have been eating non-stop without considering my tireless effort in the gym last time.gosh, foods it's all your fault!! i mean technically, yeah, coz without food, there's no gluttony right?not saying that i am innocent, but..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sloth. i'm so freaking lazy after the new year, as in not going for a jog, exercise, and sleep!! NOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-greed. as in, being greedy, or somewhat possessive.i guess i am just exagerating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind. yeah, i am still working at 4 points, eventho my sis backed out to continue her 2nd semester. and i got the feeling that i might not be enjoying working long there.&lt;br /&gt;last christmas was a tired one, coz it was the first time for me to organize an open house. coz a day before xmas when my mum was still at langkawi, my dad suddenly woke me up in the morning eve, and ask me to settle the foods and decor for the next day. in other words, i need to rush to semariang to tell my muslim aunt to do the cookings for xmas open house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was like, why the hell did &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;alexander graham bell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; invented the telephone? why not we just call her(my aunt at semariang) to order? why should i drive that far?we still can pay the next day.right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, my dad don't keep her number. and my aunt have this habit of changing her number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, the moral of this short story: to those who always change their numbers, i suggest you stop right away. because you don't plan for emergencies and you don't know when it happen.use a fix number for heaven's sake! and also, always update your phone book/handphone book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, a farewell to my cousin nonoi who's otw to K.L, or already there sudah. and his family who's following this sunday. we all enjoy your presense here. it's fun wasting money with you guys. not being sarcastic, but yeah, i sudah pokai maa becoz non stop g0ing out every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy year 2010.have a great one. coz i got a feeling that i might not be getting a good one, especially result day is coming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-7776750766172661426?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/7776750766172661426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=7776750766172661426&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/7776750766172661426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/7776750766172661426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/12/wake-up-lazybums-its-2010-and.html' title='wake up lazybums! it&apos;s 2010 and...'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-9215937364376886085</id><published>2009-12-17T09:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T09:36:56.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day 1 at 4 points...</title><content type='html'>...is surprisingly fun.and painful. my leg hurts like hell i tell you, even right now while typing this post it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought a size 10, but actually it was a mistake. my leg fits, but when i start walking with it, it hurts. huhu :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;my job? since i am a newbie, i understand that we had to deliver foods to the table, and then we need to divide their foods on their plates. not forgetting, refill their drinks and make sure that their cups are always full. and last night was chinese tea, and i think not all want their chinese tea refilled. i don't.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, last night there's this Tourism year end dinner, so i expect at least an orang putih here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, i don't expect Harith Iskandar to be here tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416011719768104242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SymJ9sAhXTI/AAAAAAAABOI/oWVJ3pmZ6es/s400/harith5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;he's damn hilarious, and last night he came with this model-looking lady. hmm..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;he jokes about Malaysian police, airline, practically his experience while on the journey to kuching. i was fascinated by how he came out with the ideas of spontaneous jokes. i still remembered some of his jokes, but i do not want to embarassed byself by remaking his jokes here, coz it would not sound funny anymore.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway, at 4 points, we are being paid daily, so i guess i wouldn't expect to see the fruit by the end of the month.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-9215937364376886085?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/9215937364376886085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=9215937364376886085&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/9215937364376886085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/9215937364376886085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-1-at-4-points.html' title='day 1 at 4 points...'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SymJ9sAhXTI/AAAAAAAABOI/oWVJ3pmZ6es/s72-c/harith5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-7777700133166955173</id><published>2009-12-14T08:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:35:00.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when small kids talk...</title><content type='html'>to be honest, i am quite worried/concern/annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lil bro aged 9 was quite an extremist when he is mad. for example, when he was mad at my mum for not letting him to follow me and my sis to Spring during night time, he wrote a letter to my mum which sounded like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;on my birthday,i dont want to be with my family because i hate them&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or something similar to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last time when he was mad at my sis, he sended a text to her, saying stuff like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;shut up bich&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and eventho the word was wrongly spelt, the meaning wasn't. and the next morning, my sis immediately squeezed his ears till red. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bro was mad at my dad for i dont know what reason, and he send a text, saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;i don't want a father like you.i dont want to talk to you selama lamanya&lt;/strong&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everytime he gets pissed, he would scolded my mum with words which will let you eager to stuff chillis in his mouth. hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414883752087458946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SyWIFU81FII/AAAAAAAABOA/Bqp10EBsh7M/s400/firemouth021308.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, it's damn annoying because we can't blame it on a 9 year old kid who doesn't even know the deep meaning of the words. but of course sometimes i just dont care and give him a nice slap in the mouth as a reward for such obscene word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, i think i am ready to be a dad already. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-7777700133166955173?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/7777700133166955173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=7777700133166955173&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/7777700133166955173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/7777700133166955173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/12/when-small-kids-talk.html' title='when small kids talk...'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SyWIFU81FII/AAAAAAAABOA/Bqp10EBsh7M/s72-c/firemouth021308.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-5645751036053816758</id><published>2009-12-10T08:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T08:56:11.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me at Indonesia!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;well to be exact, it's Jakarta and Pontianak. how awesome is that? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i went to Jakarta with my dad, since i am still unemployed and free. my dad has this work thingie there so, ambil kesempatan cuci mata lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SyBAfWFiLAI/AAAAAAAABMY/pscvV0wUnZs/s1600-h/IMG_0204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SyBAfWFiLAI/AAAAAAAABMY/pscvV0wUnZs/s400/IMG_0204.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413397659348249602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the worst part is, most of the time i'm alone, coz it's only me and my dad. so when he's buzy with his stuff, it leaves me no choice but to raon2 alone. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't take much photos while in Jakarta, but some in Pontianak. leceh lah bring the camera here and there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but, i tell you, the traffic is terrible! people here mostly uses motorcycles, and they just simply drive without common sense! i tell you, kuching is far more better(obviously), even with the so-called mat rempits. in Indon, even mak orang can be a mat rempit. their driving skills are just terrible.no offence but, it's just me. and they honk more than they brake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SyBBCzihPiI/AAAAAAAABNA/WtfL93tGOzQ/s1600-h/IMG_0248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SyBBCzihPiI/AAAAAAAABNA/WtfL93tGOzQ/s400/IMG_0248.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413398268549873186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;motorcycles parking in front of a mall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;honestly, here is kind of dirty, and i don't mean India street dirty, i meant worse than that. well, of course i dont meant to criticize, but they seriously need to do something about it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SyBBEOrEnXI/AAAAAAAABNQ/Rv265FHcNWo/s1600-h/IMG_0241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SyBBEOrEnXI/AAAAAAAABNQ/Rv265FHcNWo/s400/IMG_0241.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413398293013372274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is a drain in front some government office.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SyBBs4YwAHI/AAAAAAAABN4/wmCIpLfMpwc/s1600-h/IMG_0212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SyBBs4YwAHI/AAAAAAAABN4/wmCIpLfMpwc/s400/IMG_0212.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413398991405580402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SyBBCrlRe_I/AAAAAAAABM4/d1kxAVhtekQ/s1600-h/IMG_0247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SyBBCrlRe_I/AAAAAAAABM4/d1kxAVhtekQ/s400/IMG_0247.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413398266413939698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can't you believe it? this whole block is a bakery. and there's like dozens of heavenly cakes. too bad, i was not in the mood for cakes that day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SyBBrnTabRI/AAAAAAAABNo/IQIMQnN5Nhg/s1600-h/IMG_0249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SyBBrnTabRI/AAAAAAAABNo/IQIMQnN5Nhg/s400/IMG_0249.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413398969639922962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;some deliciously made donuts with cheese toppings and i don't know what else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SyBBrNNKKlI/AAAAAAAABNg/kcoUpEFG6iI/s1600-h/IMG_0239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SyBBrNNKKlI/AAAAAAAABNg/kcoUpEFG6iI/s400/IMG_0239.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413398962634369618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i thought it is our own local Kancil serve as a taxi in this city. rupa2nya, it's a Daihatsu! my dad told me that Daihatsu collaborated with Perodua, so some of their designs have different name in different countries. and i thought it was a local design! dasar malaysia...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SyBBEiPohvI/AAAAAAAABNY/RMpYCuCoOYc/s1600-h/IMG_0240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SyBBEiPohvI/AAAAAAAABNY/RMpYCuCoOYc/s400/IMG_0240.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413398298266994418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;in Pontianak, poverty was quite common, unlike in Jakarta. major differences. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SyBBDS4mogI/AAAAAAAABNI/KtTPMFotKKc/s1600-h/IMG_0242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SyBBDS4mogI/AAAAAAAABNI/KtTPMFotKKc/s400/IMG_0242.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413398276964000258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gambir sarawak was that famous till it has marketing value in Jakarta? awesome, i guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SyBAgw1tiiI/AAAAAAAABMw/NMfjoHdtqB8/s1600-h/at+megamall.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SyBAgw1tiiI/AAAAAAAABMw/NMfjoHdtqB8/s400/at+megamall.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413397683709512226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me at Megamall Jakarta. me and my dad go watch Ninja Assassin on that day. yea, i know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SyBAgca-MBI/AAAAAAAABMo/K4Tq0vvKoy8/s1600-h/IMG_0228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SyBAgca-MBI/AAAAAAAABMo/K4Tq0vvKoy8/s400/IMG_0228.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413397678228647954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the Indonesian primary school uniform, i guess. and they are allowed to bring mobile phones to school!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SyBAehe0hMI/AAAAAAAABMQ/M-RVXmp_m60/s1600-h/cfc2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SyBAehe0hMI/AAAAAAAABMQ/M-RVXmp_m60/s400/cfc2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413397645227230402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and here, they remove their carbon footprint by..... CONSUMING THEM! carbolicious, i guess. of course, they also have the real KFC here. but the food selections is not quite nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SyBAfyQFNvI/AAAAAAAABMg/Kg2HWAp6Thc/s1600-h/IMG_0207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SyBAfyQFNvI/AAAAAAAABMg/Kg2HWAp6Thc/s400/IMG_0207.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413397666908681970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the swimming pool is just opposite my room. the boring part is that i have to swim alone. sounds stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SyBBsYagP-I/AAAAAAAABNw/AETjf63oGIs/s1600-h/IMG_0255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SyBBsYagP-I/AAAAAAAABNw/AETjf63oGIs/s400/IMG_0255.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413398982823002082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and i can't even swim! so i just berendam in the pool, and later pretend to sunbath lah. how embarrasing, coz kids as young as primary school are able to swim in a 2 meter depth pool! and, i was like, hanging on in the 1.8M pool. damn..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-5645751036053816758?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/5645751036053816758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=5645751036053816758&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/5645751036053816758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/5645751036053816758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/12/me-at-indonesia.html' title='Me at Indonesia!'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SyBAfWFiLAI/AAAAAAAABMY/pscvV0wUnZs/s72-c/IMG_0204.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-6681202574666043370</id><published>2009-11-26T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T22:30:32.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>making a list and checking it twice</title><content type='html'>things to do during 'merdeka months':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. cari kerja. i am aiming to work at a watch shop opposite stabux spring. will go there before Jin Howe! and, please, no more kenny rogers whatsoever. don't want to work where food is abundant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. slimming time. since i got time, will/must play whatever games i know. will achieve 70kg by next year. &lt;br /&gt;okay, maybe 90 is fine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. movies! yes, i do watch twilight, so you got a problem with that? of course, i don't want to see Jacob's half naked body. speaking of body, i almost forgot to watch Jennifer's body! will watch it ASAP. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, things don't go smoothly, as i expected. the test was....unbelievable. some are freaking hard, and some are not. but most of them are hard. just hoping for the best lah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orait, keeping my post for today short.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-6681202574666043370?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/6681202574666043370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=6681202574666043370&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/6681202574666043370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/6681202574666043370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/11/making-list-and-checking-it-twice.html' title='making a list and checking it twice'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-6201760245061864867</id><published>2009-11-10T16:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T16:51:40.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>god, i'm runnig out of time!</title><content type='html'>please forgive me for not religiously updating my blog. there's some errands needed to be settled down before my merdeka day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, it's my finals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm running out of time. e.maths belom habis polah homework/revision, got e.m and e.s test this weekend, and for the next two weeks, it's D.DAY for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, i'm running out of time/life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-6201760245061864867?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/6201760245061864867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=6201760245061864867&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/6201760245061864867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/6201760245061864867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/11/god-im-runnig-out-of-time.html' title='god, i&apos;m runnig out of time!'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-2020545064006582311</id><published>2009-10-28T14:26:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T12:26:46.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D.I.Y.L(do-it-yourself-LAH)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SuuxDqtZE3I/AAAAAAAABKU/HNbRKcB6qvQ/s1600-h/PA290024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SuuxDqtZE3I/AAAAAAAABKU/HNbRKcB6qvQ/s400/PA290024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398603254896071538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what i hate about compaq.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one of the key's broken, plus the keyboard was not in place anymore. and, the age of this laptop is just about a year. pfft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then, one day i randomly key in GOOGLE search like this: how to repair laptop keyboard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Suu1HuNbruI/AAAAAAAABLM/tX7kW_e01fI/s1600-h/how+to....jpg.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Suu1HuNbruI/AAAAAAAABLM/tX7kW_e01fI/s400/how+to....jpg.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398607722601754338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and voila! GOOGLE gave me this &lt;a href="http://www.laptoprepair101.com/laptop/2007/03/20/key-fell-off-keyboard/"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;god i just love technology.and GOOGLE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, let's D.I.Y!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.crazyprofile.com/animated/ah.swf" width="450" height="390" flashvars="file_id=42c0d744185f49e3b9bee77ce1455bb5.xml&amp;amp;img=undefined&amp;amp;xmlFldr=xml_Oct-2009&amp;amp;imgFldr=undefined&amp;amp;imgX=undefined&amp;amp;imgY=undefined&amp;amp;imgW=undefined&amp;amp;imgH=undefined&amp;amp;stg_wide=450&amp;amp;stg_high=390" quality="high" wmode="transparent" align="middle" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crazyprofile.com/animated/animated_handwriting.asp" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Animated_Handwriting by Crazyprofile.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Suu1HPnyNwI/AAAAAAAABK8/aSgPkHPw148/s1600-h/PA310042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Suu1HPnyNwI/AAAAAAAABK8/aSgPkHPw148/s400/PA310042.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398607714390783746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;you guys noticed that the keyboard layer is not in place anymore? grrr!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SuuxD_hRLhI/AAAAAAAABKc/x3Yt3kz5Szs/s1600-h/PA310033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SuuxD_hRLhI/AAAAAAAABKc/x3Yt3kz5Szs/s400/PA310033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398603260482366994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, right now if want to move to the right, need to scroll manually via touchpad. annoying... and, the white membrane sudah hilang entah ke mana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SuuxENwPaaI/AAAAAAAABKk/JwckO8XzN-g/s1600-h/PA310036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SuuxENwPaaI/AAAAAAAABKk/JwckO8XzN-g/s400/PA310036.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398603264303262114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, i take out this useless button to find anything useful which i can use to fix the right key.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SuuxEc1pwFI/AAAAAAAABKs/VVK5hhZ5t0Y/s1600-h/PA310038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SuuxEc1pwFI/AAAAAAAABKs/VVK5hhZ5t0Y/s400/PA310038.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398603268352491602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;please don't try this at home. try it at your NEIGHBOR'S HOME. the thing about laptop keyboard is that, it is a clip-on connection. so, after the key is gently plucked off from it's place, it can be reattached by gently pressing it back to its location. tak caya? whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SuuxEnFJc_I/AAAAAAAABK0/R9iqmiaCE2E/s1600-h/PA310040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SuuxEnFJc_I/AAAAAAAABK0/R9iqmiaCE2E/s400/PA310040.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398603271101838322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i checked and what's missing was this white membrane. so, need to take it off and put it at the right key.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but, wait a sec....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Suu1HY-c_II/AAAAAAAABLE/9E-6g13dUgk/s1600-h/PA310041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Suu1HY-c_II/AAAAAAAABLE/9E-6g13dUgk/s400/PA310041.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398607716901780610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it won't come out! OMG!! NOOOO!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Suu40skTLuI/AAAAAAAABLU/LtUE5f1X8LQ/s400/missionfailedcopy2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 363px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398611793789791970" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO, rather than having 2 SPOILED KEY, i rather have one. i decided to surrender lah. because, if i accidentally spoil the membrane, it's as good as useless oredi nia..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/3216823523699206237-2020545064006582311?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/2020545064006582311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=2020545064006582311&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/2020545064006582311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/2020545064006582311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/10/diyldo-it-yourself-lah.html' title='D.I.Y.L(do-it-yourself-LAH)'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SuuxDqtZE3I/AAAAAAAABKU/HNbRKcB6qvQ/s72-c/PA290024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-3670126470987093345</id><published>2009-10-24T20:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T21:01:35.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>speaking about FOOD....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;INTRODUCING MY OBSESSION:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SuL2Y_vTUDI/AAAAAAAABKM/CqY16oY988A/s1600-h/PA240028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SuL2Y_vTUDI/AAAAAAAABKM/CqY16oY988A/s400/PA240028.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396146212830400562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~(: love on the plate :)~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this cake came all the way from Bau, where they sell it much more bigger and cheaper compare when you get this cake in town. the only problem is, i still don't know what is this cake's name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Super delicious!my mum came back with 2 bags(about 20 pcs), and i ate almost all of them. the filling of the cake consist of chicken and some veggies. speaking of being gelojoh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh God, forgive me for being such a gluttony person! haha, guess this time the Devil had played its part well. not being serious about this part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;speaking about food, my dad's fav was petai. and during his trip to Pontianak last time, he brought a huge amount of petai. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of course there's a problem with his favorite food. because you know, petai can make your body waste become smelly.this includes urine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the end, my mum threw away all of my dad's petai stock, because she can't stand the smell of the toilet after my dad doing his "business". of course, my dad was mad about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't believe me that petai can make your body waste become extremely smelly? try eat petai someday, and experience the smell yourself. &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/3216823523699206237-3670126470987093345?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/3670126470987093345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=3670126470987093345&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/3670126470987093345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/3670126470987093345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/10/speaking-about-food.html' title='speaking about FOOD....'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SuL2Y_vTUDI/AAAAAAAABKM/CqY16oY988A/s72-c/PA240028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-6101464976299233460</id><published>2009-10-20T07:48:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T14:16:14.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a slight detour</title><content type='html'>First things first. As a big fan of 7-Eleven, i would like to ask some simple questions to the management of 7-Eleven at jalan tun jugah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) why is it that, BIG GULP paper cups are always unavailable when i wanted to buy BIG GULP drinks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)sometimes, there's BIG GULP paper cups, but there is not enough cover for the paper cups. are you expecting me to handle my BIG GULP with extreme care while driving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)why SLURPEE machine is constantly not providing frosty drinks, as expected? is it SLURPEE when what comes out is just melted greenish liquid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/St1SUhlj-iI/AAAAAAAABKE/xD0Ej6rJg7U/s1600-h/1133931.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394558441226500642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/St1SUhlj-iI/AAAAAAAABKE/xD0Ej6rJg7U/s400/1133931.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;are you trying your very best to get rid of me, 7-E? i wonder.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i mentioned in Facebook that i was about to go to the edu convention at Hilton? technically, yes, i am nearby Hilton. Just not in there.&lt;br /&gt;i do felt sinful for not making up with my actual destination, but too bad, the darker force was just too stronger than the educational force. instead of an educational Sunday, i melencong for a little shopping/cuci mata with my friend N. and he's the one doing the shopping.metro these days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to Tun Jugah, and my eyes are caught with these decors...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Stz8eB1YWfI/AAAAAAAABJk/yVIblJJaqi0/s1600-h/diwali.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394464046501616114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Stz8eB1YWfI/AAAAAAAABJk/yVIblJJaqi0/s400/diwali.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm very impressed with their extreme perseverance while doing this Indian arts. i mean, arranging small coloured grains of rice to create such a masterpiece. and right now, i am exaggerating a bit here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;since it is Sunday, and traditionally, Sunday is the day we splurge ourselves into the world of entertainments(&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;strictly after Sunday mass!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;), so me and N went to Boulevard to exploit some of the things there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Stz8eyFaxAI/AAAAAAAABJ0/0JfwPCC3VNs/s1600-h/PA160017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394464059453785090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Stz8eyFaxAI/AAAAAAAABJ0/0JfwPCC3VNs/s400/PA160017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these days, things get more and more cheaper, thanks to China. of course, don't expect to get a GIBSON-quality sound from these electric guitars above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Stz8fU-IKNI/AAAAAAAABJ8/kOnIMn86lt4/s1600-h/PA160019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394464068818446546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Stz8fU-IKNI/AAAAAAAABJ8/kOnIMn86lt4/s400/PA160019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;N thinks he can play violin better than Krys. and playing with those cheap violins(only RM120++), i doubt that N will achieve a standard violin sound. did i mention that, the violin was made of plywood?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Stz8eiUukYI/AAAAAAAABJs/jzA8aec7rW0/s1600-h/PA160016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394464055223030146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Stz8eiUukYI/AAAAAAAABJs/jzA8aec7rW0/s400/PA160016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oo dear teddy bear&lt;/strong&gt;, staying fit will make all your fans go away. i mean, would kids be interested in a muscular teddy bear?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes, i promised myself that for the next available edu convention, i will attend it with my hearts open, PROVIDED that there's giveaways. and i am not talking about notebooks or stationaries with an obvious logo of some local corporation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-6101464976299233460?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/6101464976299233460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=6101464976299233460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/6101464976299233460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/6101464976299233460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/10/slight-detour.html' title='a slight detour'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/St1SUhlj-iI/AAAAAAAABKE/xD0Ej6rJg7U/s72-c/1133931.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-3989040324807264824</id><published>2009-10-18T09:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T11:40:03.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping with my sis.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;guys, take a look at my wardrobe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/StpvBKtM6bI/AAAAAAAABJU/eFvmC4IdKjo/s1600-h/PA150014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/StpvBKtM6bI/AAAAAAAABJU/eFvmC4IdKjo/s400/PA150014.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393745569574087090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so every morning before heading to class, i am having problems choosing what to/what not to wear. firstly because of the 'neatness' of my closet. secondly because i have been using the same shirt for over a year.and i kinda hate/lazy to shop since i don't know when.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;i seriously need shopping!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;honestly, shopping sounds quite girlish, but i have no idea to convert this girlish word into some manly verse.or is there any =.="... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;however, there's some minor problem with me regarding shopping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. my hand will automatically land on colar t-shirts whenever i want to choose a new shirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. every nice colar t-shirt always comes with stripes. my own personal view lah. the ones without stripes which attracts my attention is quite rare. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. technically, my wardrobe consists of almost all colar t-shirts with stripes, and stripes t-shirts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. and of course, there's some other problems such as size :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well thankfully, my sis is at home and she voluntarily joined me last night. miraculously, i ended up buying..... NO COLAR TEE SHIRTS! (but can't avoid the stripes). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and later on, we met my sis's friend, an Indian guy(which looks almost like Craig David, or david blaine).i noticed a strong handshake from this guy. and the thing about a man with a strong handshakes is they are usually a confident person, and some sort of reliable/safe to be with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, that's my theory and you don't have to buy it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there a thing about shopping at tHe Spring during night times in the weekends....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;PARKING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and, on the way back, we're waiting in the car for like, an hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/StpvAo4HgAI/AAAAAAAABJM/tAUffqTX4A0/s1600-h/PA150012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/StpvAo4HgAI/AAAAAAAABJM/tAUffqTX4A0/s400/PA150012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393745560493064194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~after almost 30 minutes~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/StpvBUbEJ3I/AAAAAAAABJc/hAsopgc6UjQ/s1600-h/PA150013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/StpvBUbEJ3I/AAAAAAAABJc/hAsopgc6UjQ/s400/PA150013.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393745572182370162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gosh, does these people have their credit limit on shopping? like, this parking lot was ever-full since i parked in. and there's no sign of cars coming out. i wonder...&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/3216823523699206237-3989040324807264824?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/3989040324807264824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=3989040324807264824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/3989040324807264824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/3989040324807264824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/10/shopping-with-my-sis.html' title='shopping with my sis.'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/StpvBKtM6bI/AAAAAAAABJU/eFvmC4IdKjo/s72-c/PA150014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-6514479620996601094</id><published>2009-10-17T09:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T10:10:10.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>will history repeats itself?</title><content type='html'>3/2/1 more weeks before the due date for my programming assignment(unsure of the due date), and i was still &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;goyang kaki&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; watching series of &lt;i&gt;HANA YURI, GOSSIP GIRLS &lt;/i&gt;etc etc. not that i am not doing my best for the programming assignment, but due to my immature understandings regarding to programming that had caused several delays. hmm...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this year's torturing event was asking us to make a minesweeper same out of C programming. and it was not fun at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no idea what am i talking about?my apologies. haha. i'm talking like some engineer freak, assuming ya'll know what is C programming etc etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s the picture below was not my work. i would be pleased if it is really my hasil kerja. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/StklRqHeRjI/AAAAAAAABJE/b7dk48XSgz8/s1600-h/untitled2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 322px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/StklRqHeRjI/AAAAAAAABJE/b7dk48XSgz8/s400/untitled2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393383014046516786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/StklRNDLfMI/AAAAAAAABI8/jKsvrN5QYJM/s1600-h/untitled1.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/StklRNDLfMI/AAAAAAAABI8/jKsvrN5QYJM/s1600-h/untitled1.bmp" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 303px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/StklRNDLfMI/AAAAAAAABI8/jKsvrN5QYJM/s400/untitled1.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393383006243880130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aiyoh, how i wish i knew before that, engineers must know how to do coding. if i knew it long time before i entered swinburne, i might as well chose other path besides engineering. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and you expect me to be serious about my above statement? nah.... i am aware that whatever path i choose, there's always the hardest part that needs to be overcome. if i'd flash back what happened last year, i was running here and there just to catch up with the due date. in the end, i still ended up failing my assignment. DAMN U PROGRAMMING!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GOD BLESS GIO...in his programming assignment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-6514479620996601094?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/6514479620996601094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=6514479620996601094&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/6514479620996601094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/6514479620996601094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/10/will-history-repeats-itself.html' title='will history repeats itself?'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/StklRqHeRjI/AAAAAAAABJE/b7dk48XSgz8/s72-c/untitled2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-3215391140114819473</id><published>2009-10-13T16:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T17:14:05.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ohmeegosh, my phone's broken :( :( :(</title><content type='html'>though i know no one cares about it, still i bravely posted that statement, hoping that someone would buy me a new QWERTY PHONE XD.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, it's been a long time since my last time posting pictures and stuffs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after countless times of digging into my hard disk, i finally found some pics worth to be shared/exposed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~BIRTHDAYS~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/StRCGFcopfI/AAAAAAAABIU/4IO6mYZDp_c/s1600-h/IMG_0879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/StRCGFcopfI/AAAAAAAABIU/4IO6mYZDp_c/s400/IMG_0879.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392007326178256370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/StRCF1TlVLI/AAAAAAAABIM/Hlw9-NR85Fw/s1600-h/IMG_0877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/StRCF1TlVLI/AAAAAAAABIM/Hlw9-NR85Fw/s400/IMG_0877.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392007321845322930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/StRCFWpbKpI/AAAAAAAABIE/QEcQhdUpZi4/s1600-h/IMG_0872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/StRCFWpbKpI/AAAAAAAABIE/QEcQhdUpZi4/s400/IMG_0872.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392007313615432338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOVE: GIOMARC! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;since it's the birthday boy's making the decision, so we end up celebrating bis birthday(with muka masam) at pizza hut. and i seriously don't enjoy pizza. but, whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/StRCFPvjJ9I/AAAAAAAABH8/nqpxeoroKbg/s1600-h/IMG_0876.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/StRCFPvjJ9I/AAAAAAAABH8/nqpxeoroKbg/s400/IMG_0876.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392007311762073554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/StRCEoBrxEI/AAAAAAAABH0/kdR03EgaPwo/s1600-h/IMG_0939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/StRCEoBrxEI/AAAAAAAABH0/kdR03EgaPwo/s400/IMG_0939.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392007301100717122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/StRBm-FlHcI/AAAAAAAABHo/mkieGKorns0/s1600-h/IMG_0935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/StRBm-FlHcI/AAAAAAAABHo/mkieGKorns0/s400/IMG_0935.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392006791626563010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/StRBl13WjqI/AAAAAAAABHc/WmxlcUFg2-s/s1600-h/IMG_0931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/StRBl13WjqI/AAAAAAAABHc/WmxlcUFg2-s/s400/IMG_0931.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392006772239535778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/StRBlMbYk1I/AAAAAAAABHQ/mdRB5_V4tAE/s1600-h/IMG_0928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/StRBlMbYk1I/AAAAAAAABHQ/mdRB5_V4tAE/s400/IMG_0928.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392006761116373842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/StRBkLFy49I/AAAAAAAABHE/9j8fPGZNh6s/s1600-h/IMG_0929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/StRBkLFy49I/AAAAAAAABHE/9j8fPGZNh6s/s400/IMG_0929.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392006743577519058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BIRTHDAY GIRLS ~XO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/StRBjPlKsWI/AAAAAAAABG4/Ir4A5-vJCj0/s1600-h/IMG_0927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/StRBjPlKsWI/AAAAAAAABG4/Ir4A5-vJCj0/s400/IMG_0927.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392006727602975074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GYVONNE'S CONFIRMATION CEREMONY@ST. JO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/StRCwJWLqOI/AAAAAAAABI0/2mytnAfVIhY/s1600-h/P9100056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/StRCwJWLqOI/AAAAAAAABI0/2mytnAfVIhY/s400/P9100056.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392008048779438306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/StRCvHKoyxI/AAAAAAAABIk/EohU_bLKWK8/s1600-h/P9100064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/StRCvHKoyxI/AAAAAAAABIk/EohU_bLKWK8/s400/P9100064.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392008031014275858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/StRCufleKMI/AAAAAAAABIc/fS99QtsnbGw/s1600-h/P9100048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/StRCufleKMI/AAAAAAAABIc/fS99QtsnbGw/s400/P9100048.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392008020389406914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my dad bought Giomarc.... a new handphone! consider himself lucky, coz compared to all of us, he got his first phone during secondary 2. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/StRCvk_9Y6I/AAAAAAAABIs/wA1O9b5JTWA/s1600-h/P9110070.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/StRCvk_9Y6I/AAAAAAAABIs/wA1O9b5JTWA/s1600-h/P9110070.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/StRCvk_9Y6I/AAAAAAAABIs/wA1O9b5JTWA/s400/P9110070.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392008039022551970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till then, he kept on snapping pictures and 24/7 on games. and giomarc's like, why need to talk when we can SMS each other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he kept on texting my mum, who is just at the kitchen, for a cup of Milo! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-3215391140114819473?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/3215391140114819473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=3215391140114819473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/3215391140114819473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/3215391140114819473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/10/ohmeegosh-my-phones-broken.html' title='ohmeegosh, my phone&apos;s broken :( :( :('/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/StRCGFcopfI/AAAAAAAABIU/4IO6mYZDp_c/s72-c/IMG_0879.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-7984708634399185079</id><published>2009-10-07T17:05:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T17:11:05.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>inspirationally-inspiring!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Ssxa7xX6NOI/AAAAAAAABGQ/0kgeRJYofPQ/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SsxatdpY5sI/AAAAAAAABFA/OO9Ks_1nD_0/s400/11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389782591154480834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Ssxas6PYo9I/AAAAAAAABE4/AyoOw-_-heQ/s1600-h/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Ssxas6PYo9I/AAAAAAAABE4/AyoOw-_-heQ/s400/12.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389782581650170834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SsxamGopDfI/AAAAAAAABEw/RvTPkyXejWs/s1600-h/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SsxamGopDfI/AAAAAAAABEw/RvTPkyXejWs/s400/13.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389782464718245362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Ssxalwy3COI/AAAAAAAABEo/lBz6kka-Q90/s1600-h/14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Ssxalwy3COI/AAAAAAAABEo/lBz6kka-Q90/s400/14.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389782458855524578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SsxalVRAWYI/AAAAAAAABEg/wVJQCMTvISQ/s1600-h/15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SsxalVRAWYI/AAAAAAAABEg/wVJQCMTvISQ/s400/15.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389782451465771394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SsxalLit6JI/AAAAAAAABEY/yaT_HLZOmrw/s1600-h/16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 224px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SsxalLit6JI/AAAAAAAABEY/yaT_HLZOmrw/s400/16.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389782448855705746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Ssxakm6pZNI/AAAAAAAABEQ/PbJjkJftHjc/s1600-h/17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Ssxakm6pZNI/AAAAAAAABEQ/PbJjkJftHjc/s400/17.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389782439023961298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Joanne for this lovely email. Really inspiring, though. Keep sending me such things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-7984708634399185079?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/7984708634399185079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=7984708634399185079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/7984708634399185079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/7984708634399185079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/10/inspirationally-inspiring.html' title='inspirationally-inspiring!'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Ssxa7xX6NOI/AAAAAAAABGQ/0kgeRJYofPQ/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-1475307132410552797</id><published>2009-09-26T17:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T17:36:01.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh God, it's the Semester break again...</title><content type='html'>First of all, happy raya to all those celebrating it, and have a great one. How could I not enjoying a Semester break? So glad you all asked.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First of all, I am dead broke. So, a Semester break without any extra cash is like, going to a casino without at least $10K in your pocket, or something similar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And FYI, still haven't got that piece of tee shirt, or something new to renew/refresh my wardrobe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Secondly, it's babysitting time. For God's sake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mum expected me to babysit since I am having a weekly break, and I hate it. The cost of babysitting are my precious plans and personal Me-Time. Blame my useless brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thirdly, Programming assignments. I just love to hate that subject.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will not repeat history by delaying assignments(consider last sem) and finish it during last minute, and at the same time need to consider revision for the finals. Scary...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did you all just say, that these disasters "Have it's own silver lining"? Dear all, there is no such thing and stop feeding me with all the craps. I lived long enough to realize all of that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Owya, a farewell to my friend Abraham/Baboon coz he's somewhere in Russia right now to further his study in medicine. May he become a doctor in the future, so that more discounts on medical checkups and meds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Sr3fNs5wyLI/AAAAAAAABB4/b4Q9M5P524c/s1600-h/Copy+of+babun1.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Sr3fNs5wyLI/AAAAAAAABB4/b4Q9M5P524c/s400/Copy+of+babun1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385706155889707186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*The red circle*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got carried away with Paint and here's my next masterpiece.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Sr3fOB3D5fI/AAAAAAAABCA/UQP1Lsi7U24/s1600-h/Copy+of+babun2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Sr3fOB3D5fI/AAAAAAAABCA/UQP1Lsi7U24/s400/Copy+of+babun2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385706161515521522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me not, coz I don't ask for any. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3216823523699206237-1475307132410552797?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/1475307132410552797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=1475307132410552797&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/1475307132410552797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/1475307132410552797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-god-its-semester-break-again.html' title='Oh God, it&apos;s the Semester break again...'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Sr3fNs5wyLI/AAAAAAAABB4/b4Q9M5P524c/s72-c/Copy+of+babun1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-6255245274825946678</id><published>2009-09-15T15:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T15:21:08.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kids as young as 8 years old know better than us!</title><content type='html'>Happened during my visit to kampong, and my cute brother(aged 8) watched this adverts about 3 different people who suffered mouth disease, heart failure and kencing manis. I bet you all saw this advert on the tele. if you don't know what on Earth am i crapping about, then pay attention to tele ads.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After seeing all these diseases(the mouth disease really scare the crap out of him), he understands that smoking can "cause our mouth become buruk, hilang kaki and also sakit dada", according to his own words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later on, he saw my uncle went upstairs and began to smoke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the drama begins...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suddenly I heard my bro called me from upstairs, and he ask me to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"can you tell uncle to stop smoking right now, or else his mouth will become buruk like in the TV?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was like, so embarrased, but at the same time sense the sarcasm potrayed by my brother. Aie, kalau budak kecik pun dah tauk merokok nie bahaya, what more to say adults.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I responded,"Mark, come down, NOW!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even after my brother was dragged downstairs by me, he still wants my uncle to stop smoking, feared that his mouth will become "buruk". So, he asked my aunty(uncle's wife)to stop uncle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMGosh, what a drama..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-6255245274825946678?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/6255245274825946678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=6255245274825946678&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/6255245274825946678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/6255245274825946678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/09/kids-as-young-as-8-years-old-know.html' title='kids as young as 8 years old know better than us!'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-2308230581815743041</id><published>2009-09-12T08:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T09:14:36.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what should I do then?</title><content type='html'>sorry for the extreme overdue'ness of new posts. My laptop has been hijackted(kena pinjam), and there's too much to do with so little time!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i got a problem: a freakin lazy(and stupid) brother!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PMR is like, a month from now, and he still can't manage to score atleast a PASS in his trial exam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PMR is like, a month from now, and he still wastes his time playing, and not even considering to open his book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PMR is like, a month from now, and he still thinks he's smart enough to score a minimum of pass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PMR...(the complaints continues endlessly).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my mum was like the only person at home worrying about him. It can be shown with non-stop nagging and blabbering to my bro ask him to go and study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, for me, i just wish he is happy with his choice. We all made our choices, and we should adhere the consequences of our choices.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How could my brother be so blind?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, it's not like our family had no examples of the consequences of lazyness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For example, one of my uncle was jobless and has a hard time to make the ends meet, just because he did not do well in his studies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My relatives at Serikin? Plenty of examples to refer on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But my stupid brother was as ignorant as always. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you were at my situation, you will feel the same: tired of hearing endless nagging, tired of looking at that lazy face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you ever got the feeling; to see your other siblings, and suddenly feel so meluat? Is it a sin? I don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acting as if he can manage to do the PMR questions, but the fact that he is so stupid, he can't even answer some simple questions. Moverover, he do not wish to change the fact that he is not that bright, and continue to do all his favourite past times, not even considering to do revision.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But he is still my brother. what can i say. Okay, nuff said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-2308230581815743041?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/2308230581815743041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=2308230581815743041&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/2308230581815743041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/2308230581815743041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-should-i-do-then.html' title='what should I do then?'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-1640146105767510532</id><published>2009-08-25T13:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T14:10:36.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So what if I'm fat, you're gonna arrest me for that?</title><content type='html'>I may sound angry, but trust me, i'm not. I just wanna state some facts which I think I want to make everyone clear about.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I said I'm not mad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, really!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OOMMGG don't trust me? Call me FAT and see whether I smack you on the face or the groin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's this one time I went to my aunt's house and we were eating pineapples. And, suddenly she jokingly said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"haa, u eat this pineapple banyak2 JR, later will make you become thinner".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;=.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Owh, izit my dear aunty? Then how come the statistics doesn't changed then? If slimming down is as easy as just eating pineapple, then how come the numbers of fat people are increasing day by day?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I suggest you mind your word next time, coz there might be some naive fat people who began to believe your stupid words, and end up at ICU for PINEAPPLE OVERDOSE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's also this one time, where two international student was on the same lift with me, while i was on my way to play futsal at the school top.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They smiled at me, and I smiled back and began to talk nonsense. They talk back and ask me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"where you're heading?''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I was about to play futsal on top."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They responded, "You? Play futsal? Are you sure?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"...." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-size: 24px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;=.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:6;color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:6;color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am absolutely open about this weight issue. So open, till I don't even sense any sarcasm in their words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, lemme tell you something: Being fat doesn't mean that the person is being inactive. Judging a book by it's cover may be the fastest way to see a person, and I am damn lazy to tell you that you might be incorrect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lemme make a suggestion: think what you want, but don't say what you think. You might consider to just &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;SHUT UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meanwhile, I began to surrender to Yazid's theory of proper eating and proper exercising. Since I am not ready to surrender the colourful world of FOODS, I might take it slow and try to eat properly. Besides, we are what we eat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, of course you are not a PIG just because you ate a PIG just now. ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, time to slim down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-1640146105767510532?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/1640146105767510532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=1640146105767510532&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/1640146105767510532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/1640146105767510532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-what-if-im-fat-youre-gonna-arrest-me.html' title='So what if I&apos;m fat, you&apos;re gonna arrest me for that?'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-2284199391071124648</id><published>2009-08-20T00:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T00:36:03.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kenak anok anak sendirik (get scolded by own daughter)</title><content type='html'>My mum was quite a story teller and I'm so glad about it. Here's one of her tale:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week when my mum went back to our kampong at Serikin, she overheard a conversation between Tatal(nama panggilan/alias), my cousin which is currently a primary 5, which is kind of undergrowth (very slow development for her age) and her dad, who is also my lazy-ass uncle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tatal start saying this in Bidayuh, which I can't input it right here. So, I roughly convert what she said in English..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"When I grow up, I must make sure that I am married to a husband who have a job. He must at least afford a Kancil for me. I will not marry a jobless man who sits all day at home waiting to eat only". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My uncle, who suits all the negative description of Tatal (jobless, sits at home all day, waiting to be served, lazy) adala terasa tek.... Tatal's mum, which is also my aunty, was also there at the time Tatal said all these heartless words to her dad. But she smiled cynically to my mum. My mum just laughed quietly...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After my uncle heard Tatal's saying, he gets mad and started to scold her. Next thing he did was  packing clothes into plastic bag and start leaving. (kebetulan pulak he was on his way to my other uncle's place because he was hired to do some painting job). My mum didn't know where he'd go, so she asked him. He said, in Bidayuh of course,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Since I am off no use at this house, I am better off gone, right?" in a sulking(merajuk) tone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later on, my mum and my aunt laughed quietly. How a Primary 5 student manage to become so bold and at the same time, realistic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I say, it's God's message to my uncle, indirectly from Tatal, urged him to change his attitude!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-2284199391071124648?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/2284199391071124648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=2284199391071124648&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/2284199391071124648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/2284199391071124648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/08/kenak-anok-anak-sendirik-get-scolded-by.html' title='kenak anok anak sendirik (get scolded by own daughter)'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-433722735330843624</id><published>2009-08-11T21:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T22:07:26.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Forgotten Gibson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;To compare me with my dad, he was quite a instrument player back during the Flower Power. Or the 70's. I went back to my kampung, and found this electric guitar in my good-for-nothing's cousin room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SogQ5ieYTfI/AAAAAAAABBw/JInAnyrMysA/s1600-h/P080809_15.49_%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SogQ5ieYTfI/AAAAAAAABBw/JInAnyrMysA/s1600-h/P080809_15.49_%5B01%5D.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SogQ5ieYTfI/AAAAAAAABBw/JInAnyrMysA/s400/P080809_15.49_%5B01%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370561136332131826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bet it cost a fortune in those days. Sadly, it's dead already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SogBqBN1RsI/AAAAAAAABBo/zoDjFxrgIu0/s1600-h/P080809_15.49_%5B02%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SogBqBN1RsI/AAAAAAAABBo/zoDjFxrgIu0/s1600-h/P080809_15.49_%5B02%5D.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SogBqBN1RsI/AAAAAAAABBo/zoDjFxrgIu0/s400/P080809_15.49_%5B02%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370544371561428162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See those ducktape? Aiyo, very sayang one. I still believe it can be used, or at least, a little beautification to preserve the Gibson. Because, it's a Gibson what. If this is some China or Serikin brand, why would I give a damn..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SogBpE1GFTI/AAAAAAAABBY/clNJWzB6XB8/s1600-h/P080809_15.49.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SogBpE1GFTI/AAAAAAAABBY/clNJWzB6XB8/s1600-h/P080809_15.49.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SogBpE1GFTI/AAAAAAAABBY/clNJWzB6XB8/s400/P080809_15.49.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370544360822019378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the Gibson was being left at a corner, as if it was some kind of cheap instrument? Gosh, I gotta steal this guitar someday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-433722735330843624?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/433722735330843624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=433722735330843624&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/433722735330843624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/433722735330843624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/08/forgotten-gibson.html' title='The Forgotten Gibson'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SogQ5ieYTfI/AAAAAAAABBw/JInAnyrMysA/s72-c/P080809_15.49_%5B01%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-5140265810761249829</id><published>2009-08-09T23:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T23:25:03.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG NOT THE INTERNET!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Sn7phUfOICI/AAAAAAAABAg/y6vj0W4UskQ/s1600-h/P090809_13.20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367984564516823074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Sn7phUfOICI/AAAAAAAABAg/y6vj0W4UskQ/s400/P090809_13.20.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this also implies to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;PORN CENSORSHIP????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; screw you, Najib! guess u're a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;neuter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; after all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s what happen to freedom of speech a.k.a democracy? &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/3216823523699206237-5140265810761249829?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/5140265810761249829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=5140265810761249829&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/5140265810761249829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/5140265810761249829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/08/omg-not-internet.html' title='OMG NOT THE INTERNET!'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Sn7phUfOICI/AAAAAAAABAg/y6vj0W4UskQ/s72-c/P090809_13.20.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-9018087229571905284</id><published>2009-08-05T09:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T09:50:14.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In desperation to save water....</title><content type='html'>Went to S'pore and found this unique, err, eco-toilet??&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SnjkjrGyEDI/AAAAAAAAA_w/BB4hXx6ObhA/s1600-h/Eco+toilet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SnjkjrGyEDI/AAAAAAAAA_w/BB4hXx6ObhA/s400/Eco+toilet.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366290257529671730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surprisingly, this waterless cubicle doesn't really smells (which supposedly, if there's no water to flush away those urines, you can imagine the smell) . I wonder, how is it if this waterless toilet would be made in Kuching? =.="&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-9018087229571905284?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/9018087229571905284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=9018087229571905284&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/9018087229571905284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/9018087229571905284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-desperation-to-save-water.html' title='In desperation to save water....'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SnjkjrGyEDI/AAAAAAAAA_w/BB4hXx6ObhA/s72-c/Eco+toilet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-510176248080108480</id><published>2009-08-03T12:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T12:32:21.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGHHH!! STUBBORN STAINS!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;NOO! MY SHIRT WAS STAINED BY KUNYIT!! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thank God there's Dynamo!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="660" height="525"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sDomgur21hM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sDomgur21hM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="660" height="525"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, I'll buy this add. Let's try save my shirt!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SnZlFrG12YI/AAAAAAAAA-4/6RKJgJJTXlY/s1600-h/IMG_0916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SnZlFrG12YI/AAAAAAAAA-4/6RKJgJJTXlY/s400/IMG_0916.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365587154203695490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;TAADAAA...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SnZlGO2f_iI/AAAAAAAAA_A/AtkBhAnLGow/s1600-h/IMG_0917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SnZlGO2f_iI/AAAAAAAAA_A/AtkBhAnLGow/s400/IMG_0917.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365587163798830626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;According to the ad, sedikit sudah mencukupi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SnZlGibuT0I/AAAAAAAAA_I/yboG7faX8ss/s1600-h/IMG_0918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SnZlGibuT0I/AAAAAAAAA_I/yboG7faX8ss/s400/IMG_0918.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365587169055231810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stupid kunyit stain! I hate you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SnZlG9Dx0EI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/8RnUmo5IOw8/s1600-h/IMG_0919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SnZlG9Dx0EI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/8RnUmo5IOw8/s400/IMG_0919.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365587176202555458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Smear some Dynamo at the crime scene.... according to the add, a little will do the magic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SnZlHeDu3KI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/EC5vz-6GOZk/s1600-h/IMG_0921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SnZlHeDu3KI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/EC5vz-6GOZk/s400/IMG_0921.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365587185060732066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Arhhh, put banyak2 also can....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Leave it aside for a while....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then brush it to remove stains&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SnZmKMzdNnI/AAAAAAAAA_o/3rVAqt-NSJk/s1600-h/IMG_0924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SnZmKMzdNnI/AAAAAAAAA_o/3rVAqt-NSJk/s400/IMG_0924.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365588331480299122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aie, it's not working? Nevermind, try again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SnZmJjh0ttI/AAAAAAAAA_g/HGHRH4uNuq4/s1600-h/IMG_0923.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SnZmJjh0ttI/AAAAAAAAA_g/HGHRH4uNuq4/s1600-h/IMG_0923.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SnZmJjh0ttI/AAAAAAAAA_g/HGHRH4uNuq4/s400/IMG_0923.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365588320400488146" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;Fuck! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;It really didn't worked. Grrr.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Moral of the story: Fuck the tele adds. They are full of bullshits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3216823523699206237-510176248080108480?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/510176248080108480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=510176248080108480&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/510176248080108480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/510176248080108480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/08/arghhh-stubborn-stains.html' title='ARGHHH!! STUBBORN STAINS!!'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SnZlFrG12YI/AAAAAAAAA-4/6RKJgJJTXlY/s72-c/IMG_0916.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-132448366793641959</id><published>2009-08-02T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T23:08:17.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEWLYWEDS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SnWqfFCfNJI/AAAAAAAAA-o/tlrycyagcAc/s1600-h/P020809_15.51_%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SnWqfFCfNJI/AAAAAAAAA-o/tlrycyagcAc/s400/P020809_15.51_%5B01%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365381981987091602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy Newlywed to my cuzzie, Pot and her husband&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; which I kinda forgot his name, as always. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;May your marriage be forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SnWqfZdrO6I/AAAAAAAAA-w/vDh9qulaT14/s1600-h/P020809_15.50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SnWqfZdrO6I/AAAAAAAAA-w/vDh9qulaT14/s400/P020809_15.50.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365381987469835170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How unlucky for me, since her wedding clashes with my Driving tutorial. Her wedding reception starts at 3, my tutorial ends at 3. Is this.....destiny?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, I do arrive on time, which is around 3.15pm from MKM. Which explains inadequate amount of pictures. So, sempat la saya merasa nasi minyak tek nak. Except that I can't get my hands on time on those Bunga Telur (the telur was replaced with a Ferrero Rocher).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3216823523699206237-132448366793641959?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/132448366793641959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=132448366793641959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/132448366793641959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/132448366793641959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/08/newlyweds.html' title='NEWLYWEDS'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SnWqfFCfNJI/AAAAAAAAA-o/tlrycyagcAc/s72-c/P020809_15.51_%5B01%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-1520768053917088414</id><published>2009-07-31T11:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T00:21:13.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GRRRR! I wanna kill 'someone'!</title><content type='html'>Yeah, and tell what, that someone is in a royal ramily!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I freakin hate this someone, hate enough to kill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HATE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know who's that someone? Guess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. Princess Fiona? No!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b. Prince Charming? No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c. Queen Liz? No!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d. Drag Queen? No!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e. ANT QUEEN? HELL YEAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SnMVfuWnghI/AAAAAAAAA-g/mnJsFgpMpkM/s1600-h/bcarpant_queen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SnMVfuWnghI/AAAAAAAAA-g/mnJsFgpMpkM/s400/bcarpant_queen.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364655215891415570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck? This Ant queen had continuously lay eggs into my crib, and had caused disasters and headaches!&lt;br /&gt;The number of ants in my house had reached a disastorous stage, and I dare tell you, the numbers are huge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't even leave any foodstains for like, a minute, because if you do, numerous ants will start approaching the foodstains in a short time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like, for example this milk was spilled on the table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SnMTBHie7wI/AAAAAAAAA-I/-UHiKTEAKps/s1600-h/P310709_11.12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SnMTBHie7wI/AAAAAAAAA-I/-UHiKTEAKps/s400/P310709_11.12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364652491052871426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like, 1 minute later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SnMTBsaKKdI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/B5_YNBqRwvI/s1600-h/P310709_12.06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SnMTBsaKKdI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/B5_YNBqRwvI/s400/P310709_12.06.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364652500950067666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANTS!! FREAKIN ANTS!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess what, this little annoying armies also had invaded our drinking storage. Grrr.... You just cannot simply pour water into cups without checking inside the container first..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SnMTA1cCaYI/AAAAAAAAA-A/N9kwnOM_kyI/s1600-h/P310709_12.36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SnMTA1cCaYI/AAAAAAAAA-A/N9kwnOM_kyI/s400/P310709_12.36.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364652486193998210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually, there's more ant's hotspot that i don't capture, coz it occured spontaneously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SnMTB2U4NYI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/UzIR4rUF2Ao/s1600-h/P310709_13.02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SnMTB2U4NYI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/UzIR4rUF2Ao/s400/P310709_13.02.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364652503612274050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is all because of the Queen! Laying eggs non-stop and her little babies had cause so much troublesome already. Grrr...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had tried numerous steps to counter attack these colonies, such as:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;1. Ridsect! Immediately spray the source hole of the ants!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;2. Zero-mess. Kinda hard to maintain though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, the number seemed unchanged. How depressing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, this is a huge matter. Well, obviously my home is kinda old, and this explains several species lived along with us all these while. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As the saying goes, "&lt;b&gt;To kill a snake, we need to cut off its head&lt;/b&gt;", so here goes another modified saying, "&lt;b&gt;To demolish an army of ants, you need to kill the queen&lt;/b&gt;". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i Googled something which sounded like, "How to find ant queen", and I found these;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;ol id="intelliTxt" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style-type: none; list-style-position: initial; list-style-image: initial; "&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; clear: left; "&gt;&lt;div class="stepBg" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 11px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; float: left; display: inline; font: normal normal normal 11px/normal Georgia; color: rgb(223, 166, 65); width: 25px; text-align: center; "&gt;Step&lt;span style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit;   vertical-align: baseline; height: 25px; width: 25px; background-image: url(http://i.ehow.com/ui/images/bg/circles.gif); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); display: block; background-position: 0% -25px; font-family:inherit;font-size:21px;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; "&gt;Locate an ant colony outside and watch for the mating flights when drones and young queens come out of the colony. You can identify drones and young queens by the fact that they have wings.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; clear: left; "&gt;&lt;div class="stepBg" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 11px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; float: left; display: inline; font: normal normal normal 11px/normal Georgia; color: rgb(223, 166, 65); width: 25px; text-align: center; "&gt;Step&lt;span style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit;   vertical-align: baseline; height: 25px; width: 25px; background-image: url(http://i.ehow.com/ui/images/bg/circles.gif); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); display: block; background-position: 0% -25px; font-family:inherit;font-size:21px;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; "&gt;Look for those winged ants that return to the ground and shed their wings after the mating flight. These are the young queens. The drones die after the mating flight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; clear: left; "&gt;&lt;div class="stepBg" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 11px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; float: left; display: inline; font: normal normal normal 11px/normal Georgia; color: rgb(223, 166, 65); width: 25px; text-align: center; "&gt;Step&lt;span style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit;   vertical-align: baseline; height: 25px; width: 25px; background-image: url(http://i.ehow.com/ui/images/bg/circles.gif); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); display: block; background-position: 0% -25px; font-family:inherit;font-size:21px;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; "&gt;Catch one of the young queens after she sheds her wings and place her in your habitat. After adding the queen to the colony, it might be a couple of weeks before you see the worker bees come above ground.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; clear: left; "&gt;&lt;div class="stepBg" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 11px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; float: left; display: inline; font: normal normal normal 11px/normal Georgia; color: rgb(223, 166, 65); width: 25px; text-align: center; "&gt;Step&lt;span style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit;   vertical-align: baseline; height: 25px; width: 25px; background-image: url(http://i.ehow.com/ui/images/bg/circles.gif); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); display: block; background-position: 0% -25px; font-family:inherit;font-size:21px;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; "&gt;Acquire a queen for your habitat by capturing one from an existing colony instead of waiting to spot a young one. Overturn rocks and logs until you expose an ant colony. Look for the ant that has the largest thorax, to locate the queen. The thorax is the middle part of the ant's body. Capture some workers from her existing colony to make sure there are enough ants in your habitat to take care of her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; clear: left; "&gt;&lt;div class="stepBg" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 11px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; float: left; display: inline; font: normal normal normal 11px/normal Georgia; color: rgb(223, 166, 65); width: 25px; text-align: center; "&gt;Step&lt;span style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit;   vertical-align: baseline; height: 25px; width: 25px; background-image: url(http://i.ehow.com/ui/images/bg/circles.gif); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); display: block; background-position: 0% -25px; font-family:inherit;font-size:21px;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; "&gt;Find a small colony and use a shovel to dig up the entire colony. Put the colony into a pail and sift through the dirt to transfer the queen and the rest of the ants to your habitat, if you prefer to start with an already functioning ant colony&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-style: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Guess I'll try these steps then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/span&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/3216823523699206237-1520768053917088414?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/1520768053917088414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=1520768053917088414&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/1520768053917088414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/1520768053917088414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/07/grrrr-i-wanna-kill-someone.html' title='GRRRR! I wanna kill &apos;someone&apos;!'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SnMVfuWnghI/AAAAAAAAA-g/mnJsFgpMpkM/s72-c/bcarpant_queen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-3551516660546447478</id><published>2009-07-28T10:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T10:34:34.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gio's going official on the roads!</title><content type='html'>yeah that's right. As in, getting a license, if you know what i meant. &lt;div&gt;so my dad/mum was like, damn worried coz i'm driving freely and illegally. so after years of me driving illegally on the road, my father suddenly decides this morning that I should have my own license.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, just this morning I was brought to MKM to register myself for some sort of tutorial or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The thing is, i kinda not so excited about the whole license thing, because of these reasons:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;I already know how to drive!&lt;/b&gt; And, people take license because they don't know how to drive, unlike me. So, there goes another problem:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; tend to become pandai-pandai when somebody teaches me things that I already knew. &lt;/b&gt;So, I may ruin the teacher-student scene by making own judgement which may effect the outcome result. Won't elaborate on this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. &lt;b&gt;I prefer my dad to give me the cash rather on spending it on my license. &lt;/b&gt;Hell yeah, coz I'm freaking broke right now and damn i'm in need of some Federal Government reserve backup a.k.a my parents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. &lt;b&gt;I hate becoming a morning driver!&lt;/b&gt; GOSH how I wish my driving skills is a secret. My mum would wake me up and ask me to send my bro's to school, when actually I can enjoy my sleep. GRRR... And F.Y.I i hate sending my siblings to tuitions whatsoever. Hate hate hate hate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the bright side, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.&lt;b&gt;Finally no strings attached when it comes to night plans. &lt;/b&gt;Usually, I will lie to my mum saying that I tumpang my friends to the movies, which in fact that I drive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;.....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, the worse outnumber the good...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, what the hell. I need license someday after all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-3551516660546447478?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/3551516660546447478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=3551516660546447478&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/3551516660546447478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/3551516660546447478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/07/gios-going-official-on-roads.html' title='Gio&apos;s going official on the roads!'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-5899589910803558478</id><published>2009-07-26T21:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T21:25:34.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Azam baru! (new goal!)</title><content type='html'>beware, everyone coz Gio's going to be v.v.v. damn serious right after he finish this blog post! takut x? hehe.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As my nightnare turn into reality, my Programming final exam got a N, which is fail. FUCK FUCK FUCK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and, the swinburne ppl don't even consider to line my name into the resit list. Damn, again! (eventho the swin admin was friendly to me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To think all over, I think my life is full of bad luck. Firstly, I almost won the First prize in sportstoto, but just because of one single digit changes my luck from good to bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second, I got my programming exam fail, and unable to obtain a resit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thirdly, I just got honked today because of reckless driving, which is entirely my fault (no accident).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fourth, I tumpang my friend 3 times, and all the 3 times got them in an accident. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe i should stop whining...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to my Azam, okay so here's the big deal:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;1. During my second sem, i will be spending my time in library doing homeworks. If i ain't got one, i will do practices or whatsoever to achieve a D in my finals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;2. will pay full attention in lectures, no escaping whatsoever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;3. will practice programming as much as possible to make computer language my second (or third) language. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;4. not even thinking for a part time job. no more thinking of extra pocket money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;5. must aim to obtain GPA more than 3.0 this sem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gosh, this was hard! but, considering to what had happen this sem, i think it's high time for me to change A.S.A.P. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and, as for programming, can't do anything much with that coz i really suck at it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;phew...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe i need this to aid my goal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SmxZI0sfOiI/AAAAAAAAA9A/S6ypnrneiSA/s1600-h/beginning-programming-for-dummies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SmxZI0sfOiI/AAAAAAAAA9A/S6ypnrneiSA/s400/beginning-programming-for-dummies.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362759264410483234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-5899589910803558478?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/5899589910803558478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=5899589910803558478&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/5899589910803558478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/5899589910803558478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/07/azam-baru-new-goal.html' title='Azam baru! (new goal!)'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SmxZI0sfOiI/AAAAAAAAA9A/S6ypnrneiSA/s72-c/beginning-programming-for-dummies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-2391090124559851257</id><published>2009-07-25T17:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T17:21:20.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spontaneuosly misundaztood!</title><content type='html'>I went to my mum's coffeeshop today, and there are 2 misunderstandings occured, whether i like it or not.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, there's this customer who talked Chinese to me. I pretended to understand his language, but not for long. So, i responded in Malay, and he asked me "are you chinese"? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i said, no, and he said I looked like Chinese. Damn wrong rite? Either my blood had just been remixed, or that man's vision needs a special care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Secondly, i was mistaken as my mum's younger brother! OMJC, this happened when my mum's old collegue came to visit her coffeeshop, and ask me where do i work. i mention that i am a student, and that lady asked am I Roslind's brother. My mum's friend was so surprised to know that i am her son. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, either my mum's cosmetics was worth the RM, or i do looked old. I hope not...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3216823523699206237-2391090124559851257?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/2391090124559851257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=2391090124559851257&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/2391090124559851257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/2391090124559851257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/07/spontaneuosly-misundaztood.html' title='spontaneuosly misundaztood!'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-7906932478609550449</id><published>2009-07-23T15:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T16:08:03.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm no racist.</title><content type='html'>yeah, i repeat, i'm no racist. &lt;div&gt;however, the incident in Serikin makes me hate certain people (not who they are, but what they do) whom I think has no respect to the Serikin folks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell ya, there's so much competition already in Serikin when it comes to foodstall or any food business. And there's some Serikin folks are innovative enough to try their luck to start a food business in Serikin. And they did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we all know, Serikin is a place for Dayaks only. Dayaks lived here since my father's ancestor opened this kampung. And only Dayaks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me ask you; what/how do you feel when there's certain group of people whom you don't think they belonged here, and start messing with the local's source of income?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you feel nothing? Coz if you do, then you might be the ones who don't even care about your surroundings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you feel happy? Then I have no reason why you should feel that way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you feel angry? So, you will get my message.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly, I felt pity for some of the Serikin folks because their business is interupped by some outsiders whom obviously take advantages of their race to attract customers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course this is business, where only the strongest survive. But, who are you to come to other people's village and start messing with their income source?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Serikin people are mostly made up of lazy men, drunkers, sondals, etc etc. Think of massive social corruption, think of Serikin. Which is why, I consider some of these Serikin folks who was willing to try out business as the differentials among all Serikin people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, malu la sikit. The only factor that contributes to their success was their so-called status. Trust me, i dont want to elaborate further, coz i am being very extra careful with my words here, because i wish not to offend some of my friends. Jangan ambil hati yer, i am just telling the truth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As i went back to Serikin last few weeks, I was shocked to see some new stalls by these newcommers yang tak tahu malu making business in other people's village. Seriously, you may think that I am racist, but wait till you yourself experience it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Indirectly, people would think their foods are safe to eat, considering their, you know, appearance and stuffs. Of course, the local business suffer because most people are being attracted by the stall which provide, you know, the H foods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, think wisely after reading this whether my words are worth taken into considerations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-7906932478609550449?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/7906932478609550449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=7906932478609550449&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/7906932478609550449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/7906932478609550449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-no-racist.html' title='I&apos;m no racist.'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-7846192204684368777</id><published>2009-07-21T20:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T20:38:28.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mum is A Peacemaker!</title><content type='html'>During dinner just now, my mum told us her day. As usual, mum will arrive home around 5.45 pm. Then she spotted one of my bro's friend, punching another boy!&lt;div&gt;so, my mum thought that the victim was our neighbour's son, Darren. So, she immediately approach the scene and shouted;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Woi, gila ka. Pahal tumbuk-tumbuk tok?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, those boys immediately stop the fight and ran away! Salute, mom! My mum went home, still thinking of what had happened to Darren.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then she went down for gardening, and on her way she bumped into Darren. My mum was worried coz she saw Darren's mouth was red in color!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, she asked Darren,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Apahal tadik fight?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darren was puzzled. So, he responded;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Bila masa pulak aunty?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mum said,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Aie,pahal mulut you merah then?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then Darren said,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"ooo, saya makan somboi la aunty. Saya di sini saja tadi."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oupps, mum. wrong guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-7846192204684368777?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/7846192204684368777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=7846192204684368777&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/7846192204684368777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/7846192204684368777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-mum-is-peacemaker.html' title='My Mum is A Peacemaker!'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-8139903088573255228</id><published>2009-07-18T09:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T09:52:13.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pls, don't call me SEXISM. Just expressing my thoughts.</title><content type='html'>Yeah, the title itself had explain to you all that I myself am not sexism. It's just that, I'm wondering where goes all the integrity of men?&lt;div&gt;Here's what I observe lately what's have changed:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Most men are now sitting at home, while their wives are paying the bills, working etc etc. Which means, these men are drivers for their wives, and a caretaker for their home, when they should be working their asses out to make ends meet!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Executives, bosses etc nowadays are mostly made of women, while PRA(Pekerja rendah awam), drivers, blue collar workers are mostly made of men. No offence, but at least we should have a 50/50 weightage of men and women executives, right? Well, blame on the academic status of men nowadays.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Most men nowadays are stinkily JOBLESS!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ignore No.2, coz at least they have jobs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since my kampung is Serikin, i saw many Serikin men are resting lazily at their homes, while their wives go out looking for money to buy groceries and stuffs. These men (including my uncle, which I kinda hate him) dressed nicely during the day, and then went out with their friends, and then come back home and immediately ask their wives to cook dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What else? Instead of looking for jobs, they went out enjoying themselves with their friends, and gamble, and hutang beer. OMG what is more humiliating than having a lazy-ass, useless husband/father?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since the apple can't fall far from the tree, then i guess this fatherly attitude will flow into their son's bloodstream and create another Serikin male stereotypes. Trust me, I've seen it coz I am talking about my own uncle here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lately, I've been picking up my mum from work, and i noticed some men (with a t-shirt, not a working garment) with their kids waiting for their wives out of work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I immediately had this perception: that man was driving his wife's monthly paid car, while he was stuck at home, doing the babysitting stuff). Logically, who arrives early before the office hours finished, with T-shirts on, and little kids with him? I say, jobless men! And i mean, regular ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did i say, jobless men is a sin? NOPE. but, a pain in the ass. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, men, you know what to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3216823523699206237-8139903088573255228?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/8139903088573255228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=8139903088573255228&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/8139903088573255228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/8139903088573255228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/07/pls-dont-call-me-sexism-just-expressing.html' title='Pls, don&apos;t call me SEXISM. Just expressing my thoughts.'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-5068863064870315097</id><published>2009-07-09T09:28:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T12:43:40.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The revenge of the Androids: The new HTC Magic saves the day!</title><content type='html'>Back in the old days (even though i am not so old enough to use that phrase), if you owned a Nokia 3310, you look fabulous.Famous.Rich-looking. Now, we all can just laugh at this bulky,weapon-alike (a perfect ones for Naomi Campbell) phone. Well, introducing my first-ever phone back when i was still a Primary 4 student, the Nokia 3310.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356291585947420674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SlVe0Y3PSAI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/tPPo1G04b50/s400/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course,since then developments for mobile phones are unstoppable. You name it; iPhone 3G, Blackberry Storm, Samsung Omnia, whatever. Till, one day, HTC finally introduces an Android-powered HTC Magic to Malaysia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SlVgmWfLc6I/AAAAAAAAA7w/msI-CNCFHZQ/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 45px; HEIGHT: 97px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356293543814722466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SlVgmWfLc6I/AAAAAAAAA7w/msI-CNCFHZQ/s400/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SlVgmMD5PsI/AAAAAAAAA7o/08cGoGgiOtA/s1600-h/htc-magic-vodafone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 280px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356293541015928514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SlVgmMD5PsI/AAAAAAAAA7o/08cGoGgiOtA/s400/htc-magic-vodafone.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-hey, what goes around, comes around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To compare this magically Android-powered phone with my first mobile phone, is like comparing the rich and the poor. With a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3,2 inch TFT LCD flat touch-resistive screen with 320 by 480 HVGA resolution&lt;/span&gt;, this HTC Magic will magically transform your experiences on mobile phones to a better ones. Well, I'm sorry to say that, my previous Nokia 3310 doesn't even have a pixel on it's screen. In those days, black and white was the 'It' fashion for mobile phones. Don't even bother to expect some resistive effects when you touch the 3310 screen, just like the ones on the HTC Magic phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and thank God the HTC Magic was well-equipted with Wi-Fi IEEE 802.11 b/g (even though I have no idea what dat means) for a more convenient ways to surf the net! Yeah, of course I wouldn't expect even a WAP service from a 3310, what more to say a Wi-Fi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SlVxP0j5ssI/AAAAAAAAA8A/ySGamIWfpbw/s1600-h/untitled3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 134px; HEIGHT: 177px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356311848448275138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SlVxP0j5ssI/AAAAAAAAA8A/ySGamIWfpbw/s400/untitled3.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's more to compare a HTC Magic with an ordinary 3310? 3.2MP camera on HTC but none on 3310, popular audio (MP3, WMA, AAC, AAC+, MIDI, OGG, AMR-NB) and video formats(MP4, 3GP) readable on HTC but not on 3310, and what else? HTC Magic also had this QuadBand GSM/GPRS/EDGE, and HSPDA/WCDMA enabled for high speed internet connection. Well, 3310 only provides a network selection of 900/1800 only... And, the freedom of file sharing with Bluetooth 2.0 makes file transfers faster and convenient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since traditional maps are over-rated, i guess it's time to switch to GPS when it comes to lost-tracks or road guides. The HTC Magic has it all; GPS and a digital compass to make your journey less confusing. However, all you can do with a 3310 when you are practically lost, is to make a phone call, provided there's a clear reception...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SlVr9tkSr5I/AAAAAAAAA74/uBXDh4TKLWc/s1600-h/untitled2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 175px; HEIGHT: 208px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356306039775080338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SlVr9tkSr5I/AAAAAAAAA74/uBXDh4TKLWc/s400/untitled2.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, since this HTC Magic is powered by Android, then say hello to wide range of mobile applications. Yes, I am talking about games, applications, whatever stuffs that can make you an addict to your own phone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SlV0ZgRSuQI/AAAAAAAAA8I/8uG_acRzSeE/s1600-h/sdk-large.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 232px; HEIGHT: 172px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356315313335089410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SlV0ZgRSuQI/AAAAAAAAA8I/8uG_acRzSeE/s400/sdk-large.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, F.Y.I Android Market is a website whereby you can purchase applications, games, whatever fun stuffs you can imagine to be in your phone. For an instance, the Twidgit Lite applications powered by Android, enables you to Tweet 24/7! Care for some games? Of course you can download games applications such as Mystique or Crystallight Defence. Now, how cool is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Owh, and of course, you don't need those classical SMS Codes to download which is available in mags or newspapers, coz it used to be the hot stuffs back at the 3310 age.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Discover the Magic with HTC Magic. &lt;a href="http://www.htc.com/sea"&gt;www.htc.com/sea&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-5068863064870315097?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/5068863064870315097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=5068863064870315097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/5068863064870315097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/5068863064870315097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/07/revenge-of-androids-new-htc-magic-saves.html' title='The revenge of the Androids: The new HTC Magic saves the day!'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SlVe0Y3PSAI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/tPPo1G04b50/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-8062882891037613980</id><published>2009-07-06T00:57:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T01:56:56.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Gawai Redeem at Apar</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;gosh really need to blog/brag about this!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am so glad me and my sis made it to the Apar village for this happening Gawai redeem.note that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;am an illegal driver and i am driving that night.phew... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe height="350" marginheight="0" src="http://maps.google.com.my/maps?f=q&amp;amp;source=s_q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;geocode=&amp;amp;q=kampung+apar,kuching,sarawak,malaysia&amp;amp;sll=4.109495,109.101269&amp;amp;sspn=175.029826,360&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;t=h&amp;amp;ll=1.508214,110.149097&amp;amp;spn=0.060061,0.072956&amp;amp;z=13&amp;amp;iwloc=A&amp;amp;output=embed" frameborder="0" width="425" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; COLOR: #0000ff" href="http://maps.google.com.my/maps?f=q&amp;amp;source=embed&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;geocode=&amp;amp;q=kampung+apar,kuching,sarawak,malaysia&amp;amp;sll=4.109495,109.101269&amp;amp;sspn=175.029826,360&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;t=h&amp;amp;ll=1.508214,110.149097&amp;amp;spn=0.060061,0.072956&amp;amp;z=13&amp;amp;iwloc=A"&gt;View Larger Map&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;quite happening though, coz most of my cousins are going together.kinda like a road trip or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;gosh, i must tell you, the parking sucks big time! and, since i unluckilly drove our Iswara without no power steering, so i need to muscle up the steering wheel.damn! apa bole buat, i have to park the car quite far from our actual destination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;nevermind.speaking of the Gawai redeem.shockingly, there's also fun fair going on there. coz i was expecting some ordinary long houses with a dance floor playing Indonesian/Local dangduts, while people surrounding the dance floor all acting shyly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;this is what the longhouse looks like in the interior.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355023120145771794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SlDdJ9hK7RI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/nKoKPTm6-HM/s400/P7020005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;visitors served with tuak(of course) and some food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SlDdLH01eII/AAAAAAAAA5g/R-FmUYT7fHE/s1600-h/P7020004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355023140092475522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SlDdLH01eII/AAAAAAAAA5g/R-FmUYT7fHE/s400/P7020004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;padat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SlDdLaVILII/AAAAAAAAA5o/q1h4QDVyQWk/s1600-h/P7020006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355023145059757186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SlDdLaVILII/AAAAAAAAA5o/q1h4QDVyQWk/s400/P7020006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn it's like Kuchingians are everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, since the longhouse is kinda boring and stuffed with people, so we decided to test drive the Ferris wheel first!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SlDiBBmmAzI/AAAAAAAAA6g/gcIMUVbtSwE/s1600-h/P7020019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355028464181576498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SlDiBBmmAzI/AAAAAAAAA6g/gcIMUVbtSwE/s400/P7020019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beruk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SlDiA1Ge-TI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/Xq2O8s9JD6w/s1600-h/P7020017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355028460825671986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SlDiA1Ge-TI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/Xq2O8s9JD6w/s400/P7020017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beruk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SlDiAsvjHsI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/_DcKshqFOQs/s1600-h/P7020014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355028458581991106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SlDiAsvjHsI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/_DcKshqFOQs/s400/P7020014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gio and Adi.my cuz's ear included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SlDiASAoW1I/AAAAAAAAA6I/tk92ewWqu6k/s1600-h/P7020013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355028451405880146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SlDiASAoW1I/AAAAAAAAA6I/tk92ewWqu6k/s400/P7020013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scene from upstairs.in the ferris wheel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SlDiABZJ-CI/AAAAAAAAA6A/GP56JfxstRE/s1600-h/P7020011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355028446945343522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SlDiABZJ-CI/AAAAAAAAA6A/GP56JfxstRE/s400/P7020011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuan punya telinga.she's freaking out! guess height is not her thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before the Ferris wheel ride...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SlDdLxIR6oI/AAAAAAAAA54/lEf7BfDpfbE/s1600-h/P7020008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355023151179885186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SlDdLxIR6oI/AAAAAAAAA54/lEf7BfDpfbE/s400/P7020008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sis and Adi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SlDdLkEaSPI/AAAAAAAAA5w/xzSw8gyxRwY/s1600-h/P7020007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355023147673995506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SlDdLkEaSPI/AAAAAAAAA5w/xzSw8gyxRwY/s400/P7020007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;did i mention there's also fun fair going on around here?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;where you can play games and win these stuffs... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SlDi3iCJSDI/AAAAAAAAA7I/WceaijNm7gk/s1600-h/P7020027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355029400600004658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SlDi3iCJSDI/AAAAAAAAA7I/WceaijNm7gk/s400/P7020027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;telletubies?lol. or...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SlDi3fPAlnI/AAAAAAAAA7A/Lpec8ji3Gbk/s1600-h/P7020023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355029399848654450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SlDi3fPAlnI/AAAAAAAAA7A/Lpec8ji3Gbk/s400/P7020023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hard teddy bears? well, just play some of these games (some are shown)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SlDi3NKhIqI/AAAAAAAAA64/NuT8OyBOVoY/s1600-h/P7020024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355029394997977762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SlDi3NKhIqI/AAAAAAAAA64/NuT8OyBOVoY/s400/P7020024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SlDi2_-3LgI/AAAAAAAAA6w/g4-5EG4Px_A/s1600-h/P7020022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355029391459429890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SlDi2_-3LgI/AAAAAAAAA6w/g4-5EG4Px_A/s400/P7020022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SlDi2jGl4fI/AAAAAAAAA6o/IENpZGyt60c/s1600-h/P7020021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355029383707222514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SlDi2jGl4fI/AAAAAAAAA6o/IENpZGyt60c/s400/P7020021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. these pics are just a part of the Gawai redeem scene. owh, even our beloved Head minister Pehin Sri Taib Mahmud is around.LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went back around 1 coz it's getting darker, and the fog is getting thicker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-8062882891037613980?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/8062882891037613980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=8062882891037613980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/8062882891037613980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/8062882891037613980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/07/trip-to-gawai-redeem-at-apar.html' title='Trip to Gawai Redeem at Apar'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SlDdJ9hK7RI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/nKoKPTm6-HM/s72-c/P7020005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-3142124686306202937</id><published>2009-07-01T10:52:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T11:19:04.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the 'cuti' plan:House season 5!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;aiyoh tell you what. so boring lah! so, i decided to blog about my boringness, coz i am bored.no other explanation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;been watching series a lot, and i mean A LOT to fill out my extra times. and since i just finished House season 5 (actually, i missed out 3 episodes from Adin), i was a lil shocked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;coz there's this episode whereby House's co-worker named Kutner suddenly commited suicide! i was like, hell shit! i didn't expect this to come out from the House series. Then again, where's the excitement if there's no suspense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously, it did hit me at that time. or maybe i was being over-sensitive coz &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;suicide &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;was taken as an issue in that particular episode.but, don't get me wrong and start thinking i am with a Kleenex and weeping over some fictional death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hey, talking about being fictional. since you died fictionally, so i guess you also should have a fictional orbituary! Don't blame me for giving the idea, instead blame Facebook for providing such things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SkrTs8-SXjI/AAAAAAAAA5A/7nUctl-ROLk/s1600-h/drkutner.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 196px; height: 236px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SkrTs8-SXjI/AAAAAAAAA5A/7nUctl-ROLk/s400/drkutner.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353323876318338610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hey, even Kutner's fictional collegue had written some sort of orbituary for Kutner!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SkrTNbA7qpI/AAAAAAAAA4w/qXxTir6_2SI/s1600-h/cuddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SkrTNbA7qpI/AAAAAAAAA4w/qXxTir6_2SI/s400/cuddy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353323334626683538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SkrTNZUaypI/AAAAAAAAA44/HIBemnI9GvY/s1600-h/cameron.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SkrTNZUaypI/AAAAAAAAA44/HIBemnI9GvY/s400/cameron.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353323334171544210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SkrTtBtx23I/AAAAAAAAA5I/i6VD5wz9hsE/s1600-h/chase.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SkrTtBtx23I/AAAAAAAAA5I/i6VD5wz9hsE/s1600-h/chase.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SkrTtBtx23I/AAAAAAAAA5I/i6VD5wz9hsE/s400/chase.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353323877591276402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SkrTM06AiPI/AAAAAAAAA4g/OC6QFYzFrR8/s1600-h/taub.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SkrTM06AiPI/AAAAAAAAA4g/OC6QFYzFrR8/s400/taub.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353323324397095154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SkrTMiZwH3I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/PzeGKGgmLQ4/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SkrTMiZwH3I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/PzeGKGgmLQ4/s400/13.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353323319429963634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SkrTNJW1e0I/AAAAAAAAA4o/HlbWMErRDxk/s1600-h/foreman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SkrTNJW1e0I/AAAAAAAAA4o/HlbWMErRDxk/s400/foreman.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353323329886714690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why am i not surprised that House's one will be blank?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SkrTtJW1TJI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/jqBLyxxbFbQ/s1600-h/house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 287px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SkrTtJW1TJI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/jqBLyxxbFbQ/s400/house.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353323879642516626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes, i know i'm obsessed! hope you guys knew the characters of the series House, coz if u don't, then there's no point of these pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn i'm obsessed already. who know, later might be Ugly Betty or Heroes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/3216823523699206237-3142124686306202937?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/3142124686306202937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=3142124686306202937&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/3142124686306202937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/3142124686306202937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/07/cuti-planhouse-season-5.html' title='the &apos;cuti&apos; plan:House season 5!'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SkrTs8-SXjI/AAAAAAAAA5A/7nUctl-ROLk/s72-c/drkutner.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-688923727298312180</id><published>2009-06-25T20:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T20:49:05.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Owh Am Gee! Celcom, you did it AGAIN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Damn I'm sick and tired of complaining at almost everthing! but, some things just seemed NEEDED to be complaint! SUCH AS THIS:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SkNrj4iPEeI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/0NLAckrTgDg/s1600-h/PIC-0930.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SkNrj4iPEeI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/0NLAckrTgDg/s400/PIC-0930.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351239046461854178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Introduce to you all, Celcom Broadband Blue Cube, the so called "Fastest Broadband in Malaysia". Need to rephrase that sentences, Celcom.&lt;div&gt;The thing is, paying $70+/month and getting slow internet service doesn't feel right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, how the fuck could i surf the net with a GPRS speed? Like i said, Celcom did it again.And again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe it's time to switch to WiMax.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-688923727298312180?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/688923727298312180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=688923727298312180&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/688923727298312180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/688923727298312180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/06/owh-am-gee-celcom-you-did-it-again.html' title='Owh Am Gee! Celcom, you did it AGAIN!'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SkNrj4iPEeI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/0NLAckrTgDg/s72-c/PIC-0930.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-7316683200956662563</id><published>2009-06-19T09:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T12:08:26.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY SWINBURNE LIBRARY SHOULD BE RENAME AS : SWINBURNE'S PASAR MALAM</title><content type='html'>OK i am gonna be preety honest with my opinions. Dont blame me for potraying racial issues around.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so it is study week for those Degree students starting early this week and ends around next week, and yes, it's study time! no more honeymoons. well, apparently not for some of us....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-12b6957c10f2732d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D12b6957c10f2732d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331264111%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D634DE720FA7AA7402573F45164DC7E0CBDACB921.4A4EFD58BA4F282251996B3E035F6745E479DD19%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D12b6957c10f2732d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DwvSFAI8ZcnsxJj5yBUaO3S5Q__U&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D12b6957c10f2732d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331264111%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D634DE720FA7AA7402573F45164DC7E0CBDACB921.4A4EFD58BA4F282251996B3E035F6745E479DD19%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D12b6957c10f2732d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DwvSFAI8ZcnsxJj5yBUaO3S5Q__U&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A universal description of a LIBRARY is: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;a quiet place, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;a place to do homeworks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;strictly no foods and drinks,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;a place full of knowledge and inspiration&lt;/span&gt;, and whatsoever which is related to study stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so of course being a &lt;b&gt;n&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;ot-so-smart-student&lt;/b&gt;, i brushed up all my knowledge, hoping that i could pass this semester. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;studying in the Swinburne library? i may say that, it may not be the best option so far. In fact, instead of getting more knowledge, i gained more stress and strain in my brain nerves! The noises makes me wanna go &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;GAHHHHH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Those fucking international students(not all of them), who i assume that they think that they are far more richer and more priviledge than us locals, are frequently with their loud noises, jokes, laughters, giggles whatsoever. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Like, talking/joking  with a loudness of more than 120 db?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; why not, just leave the library and you can joke/laugh/chat with your friends as loud as you want! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I mean, do you even know that a library is a place to study and concentrate? i doubt you all don't. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Ouppsie, i forgot: those international student aren't the only ones who did all the noice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; in fact, most of the Swinburne student does it, tidak kira bangsa apa lah. Cina ka, Dayak ka, melayu ka, i think we all did it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;AIYOYOYOYO! I FELT LIKE SHOUTING THIS TO THOSE WHO CAN'T SHUT THE FUCK UP:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;OI SIAL PEOPLE! U CANNOT KEEP QUIET, GO FUCK OUTSIDE LAH! GO LIBRARY DON'T STUDY WHAT FOR?GRRR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, consider our library is best suited with a name pasar malam then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Comment, anyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-7316683200956662563?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=12b6957c10f2732d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/7316683200956662563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=7316683200956662563&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/7316683200956662563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/7316683200956662563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/06/why-swinburne-library-should-be-rename.html' title='WHY SWINBURNE LIBRARY SHOULD BE RENAME AS : SWINBURNE&apos;S PASAR MALAM'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-9192398495576428124</id><published>2009-06-16T23:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T23:53:29.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ACCIDENT!</title><content type='html'>16TH JUNE,TUESDAY:&lt;div&gt;GIO REPORTING LIVE FROM JALAN TUN JUGAH HEADING TOWARDS THE KAMDAR SUPERSTORE OR THE TRAFFIC LIGHT GOING TO SONG...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c0058d16e29f84dd" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" 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title='ACCIDENT!'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-6849719862963488341</id><published>2009-06-12T08:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T08:56:28.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a beggar!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I know, i wasn't suppose to be blogging right now, but seriously, I think I should spread the news, in the name of proper justice(apa kah...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okays, so do you guys know a beggar who always sat outside Maybank besides Sarawak Plaza? Coz rite now, this beggar guy just change his 'business' location, which is at opposite Chicago Seven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="350" frameborder="0" scrolling="no" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" src="http://maps.google.com/maps?near=Kuching,+Sarawak&amp;amp;geocode=&amp;amp;q=Maybank&amp;amp;f=l&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;gl=my&amp;amp;sll=1.558073,110.351543&amp;amp;sspn=0.760516,1.235962&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;t=h&amp;amp;ll=1.557463,110.335693&amp;amp;spn=0.060059,0.072956&amp;amp;z=13&amp;amp;output=embed"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?near=Kuching,+Sarawak&amp;amp;geocode=&amp;amp;q=Maybank&amp;amp;f=l&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;gl=my&amp;amp;sll=1.558073,110.351543&amp;amp;sspn=0.760516,1.235962&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;t=h&amp;amp;ll=1.557463,110.335693&amp;amp;spn=0.060059,0.072956&amp;amp;z=13&amp;amp;source=embed" style="color:#0000FF;text-align:left"&gt;View Larger Map&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;(in case u can't use the Google Map, scroll through until u see central park commercial ctr.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;so i was rushing to withdraw my money from Maybank, and then i was surprised to see the same beggar which i saw from Maybank Sarawak Plaza Branch. so, i was thinking, whether this guy was so lazy to work and chose begging money at banks, hoping that somebody would spare some ringgit for his daily meal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway, since i was running out of time, i just ignore the beggar who begged for money and said something like "tolong bang saya sudah lamak tak makan bang", or something similar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after withdrawing, i then rush back to my ride, hoping that i am not too late for my next destination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then, this beggar begged for some money again, using the same line above. so i was thinking, maybe next time. after all, i had always gave him some money back when that beggar was sill at Sarawak Plaza branch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to my surprise, that beggar cursed me because i don't donate him some money! OMJC!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;i heard he said "cibai punya budak" just after i passed him. what the......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, cursing me for not sparing any ringgit for you? &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;big mistake, bro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; You had just offend the person who is kind enough to donate money to the needy, but i am not sure you are one of them. It's just not at the right moment you go begging some money from me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, so maybe I was a little right about that beggar. Maybe, he was the lazy beggar category. coz, as far as i am concern, even the blind nenek or datuk sell some tissue at the Satok overhead bridge, instead of begging. And, from my point of view, i think the Maybank beggar was still young and was able to work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, in case you are reading my blog, Maybank beggar, i would wanna say this: kiss goodbye to my $1, coz i am not giving you anymore!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-6849719862963488341?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/6849719862963488341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=6849719862963488341&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/6849719862963488341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/6849719862963488341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-beggar.html' title='what a beggar!'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-6163935804827207527</id><published>2009-06-06T10:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T10:43:47.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been a while.....</title><content type='html'>since my last update, of course!(slap face)&lt;div&gt;first of all, i will make a "short list" to simplify my non-existence/absentees/whatever suits best from this Blogger world thinggie:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;programming assignment, undone, yet just sent it hoping that there's some 'markah kesian' from my lab instructor.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;currently doing 4 engineering maths exercise, plus 2 tutorials, all incomplete, and v.tough one.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;final exams around the corner, yet still haven't touch a bit of Material n processes, energy n motion, programming, CAD...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i sacrificed my energy n motion test because of my stupid programming assignment, and as a result, i got an extremely low mark for the test.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i'm getting paranoid of everything, and i mean it!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, so i know you all would forgive me, and i promise that after my 3 weeks in hell, i will be readily explore the outside world in the search for inspirations for my next blog issues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just so you know, i skipped my Gawai fun just for my fucking assignments and tutorials, and preparations for the finals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i mean, skipping Gawai is like, skipping your social life! Gawai happened to be once in a year only, but i am skipping it out as if there's another Gawai in the same year! lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw, just so you know, i am testing my Twitter and see whether it is a fun thing to play with. okay, gtg,,,&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/3216823523699206237-6163935804827207527?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/6163935804827207527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=6163935804827207527&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/6163935804827207527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/6163935804827207527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-been-while.html' title='it&apos;s been a while.....'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-2113333108055266646</id><published>2009-05-23T14:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T14:37:57.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mosses.... on my morning bread!!</title><content type='html'>yesterday morning,i nearly ate this bread, when suddenly my sis "heroeically" said 'NOOOOO!! DONT EAT THE BREAD!!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my surprised,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SheW_s4BbbI/AAAAAAAAA3o/ZN0IRRNbod4/s1600-h/P5200007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338901904393072050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SheW_s4BbbI/AAAAAAAAA3o/ZN0IRRNbod4/s400/P5200007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see the greenish spots on the bread? they aren't colours, i swear! they are mosses a.k.a kulat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SheW_fSY31I/AAAAAAAAA3g/iD3lDPblPMM/s1600-h/P5200004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338901900745563986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SheW_fSY31I/AAAAAAAAA3g/iD3lDPblPMM/s400/P5200004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i almost consume this kulat-ish bread.eww..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SheW_FPOoxI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/nh07o1nySYY/s1600-h/P5200006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338901893752988434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SheW_FPOoxI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/nh07o1nySYY/s400/P5200006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bluweks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SheW-0BMl7I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/IlrL1n6GYKE/s1600-h/P5200006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338901889130731442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SheW-0BMl7I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/IlrL1n6GYKE/s400/P5200006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got some more, but i feel lazy to snap all the crime scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI, we bought this bread for not even more than 24 hours, and bread are supposed to have a shelf life for about 48 hours. looks like, some shops here have negleted their responsibilities to get rid of overdue breads......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after a few considerations, i decided not to display the bread's brand, and the name of the shop.&lt;br /&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/3216823523699206237-2113333108055266646?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/2113333108055266646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=2113333108055266646&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/2113333108055266646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/2113333108055266646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/05/mosses-on-my-morning-bread.html' title='mosses.... on my morning bread!!'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SheW_s4BbbI/AAAAAAAAA3o/ZN0IRRNbod4/s72-c/P5200007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-3545251046420423393</id><published>2009-05-18T08:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T08:37:50.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>June: the best month of all, or what?</title><content type='html'>there's more than a happening events on the month of June, and yet i am still not so excited about it. what the hell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. class reunion, form 5 batch 2007 reunion, all going on in the month of June. not so excited about it, coz i may be unavailable for happy hours during the month of June coz my freakin final exam clases during this month! however, i may be reconsidering to spare a lil time for enjoyment with my forever long lost friends whose currently in all over the world furthering their studies, and a weekend with them may be a good idea, even though this means a day loss for my revision :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The Gawai season is coming! and who doesn't like Gawai, where we can spend money on gambling and eat porks or whatever sorts of enjoyment. and the best part of it, cuzzies! well, the problem with Gawai is that, Gawai happens to be in the month of June, and this means more clashes with my revision, again! but, i am surely not gonna miss my beers and gambling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Final exam on the 15th of June, and beyond! What's the catch? at least a pass for all subject; which includes Programming, Material and Processes, Enginnering Maths, Energy and Motion, CAD Drawing.... well, consider myself being on the verge of failure, again. and the worst part of failure? Money flow, again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My birthday! OMG like.... just kidding. Birthday joys are so over for me, coz whatever wishes i made during my Bday was unanswered, and left unanswered. Kidding again! when is the big day? can't tell ya, and keep trying guessing the date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. sem break, i guess. coz, usually after the finals,  cuti will follow up the day after. so, i guess this mini "vacation" would be fun when it is served with friends and more money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i will just make this list as short as possible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-3545251046420423393?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/3545251046420423393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=3545251046420423393&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/3545251046420423393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/3545251046420423393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/05/june-best-month-of-all-or-what.html' title='June: the best month of all, or what?'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-351462760165959256</id><published>2009-05-13T01:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T01:17:42.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the world, baby Xavier!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SgmuavH2N2I/AAAAAAAAA3I/Iot6Ybsq8O8/s1600-h/P5060065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SgmuavH2N2I/AAAAAAAAA3I/Iot6Ybsq8O8/s400/P5060065.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334987007946274658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;introducing my friend, Jack and his new born. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SgmuauOnLYI/AAAAAAAAA3A/Eykq3rn8Lho/s1600-h/P4130018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SgmuauOnLYI/AAAAAAAAA3A/Eykq3rn8Lho/s400/P4130018.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334987007706213762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SgmuaS_fcTI/AAAAAAAAA24/JOKlA8SM0cw/s1600-h/P4130014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SgmuaS_fcTI/AAAAAAAAA24/JOKlA8SM0cw/s400/P4130014.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334987000395034930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SgmuFC5NISI/AAAAAAAAA2w/2q7CW8Lwu9E/s1600-h/P4130011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SgmuFC5NISI/AAAAAAAAA2w/2q7CW8Lwu9E/s400/P4130011.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334986635296448802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SgmuE4nXPoI/AAAAAAAAA2o/o5ib_nm7z0U/s1600-h/P4130010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SgmuE4nXPoI/AAAAAAAAA2o/o5ib_nm7z0U/s400/P4130010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334986632537259650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*******************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SgmuE950umI/AAAAAAAAA2g/q41nCAAm_50/s1600-h/P4130009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SgmuE950umI/AAAAAAAAA2g/q41nCAAm_50/s400/P4130009.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334986633956866658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SgmuEi8YEkI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/6EsUoDe384I/s1600-h/P4130008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SgmuEi8YEkI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/6EsUoDe384I/s400/P4130008.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334986626719814210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SgmuERH7nHI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/V4odO5bMFas/s1600-h/P4130007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SgmuERH7nHI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/V4odO5bMFas/s400/P4130007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334986621936442482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank God baby Xavier (still unofficial) had a slight recovery from jaundice attack. According to Jack, his condition now has gotten better. Halleluia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-351462760165959256?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/351462760165959256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=351462760165959256&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/351462760165959256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/351462760165959256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/05/welcome-to-world-baby-xavier.html' title='Welcome to the world, baby Xavier!'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SgmuavH2N2I/AAAAAAAAA3I/Iot6Ybsq8O8/s72-c/P5060065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-1718806463981998454</id><published>2009-05-08T08:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T08:49:15.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being stalked by a GAY!</title><content type='html'>haha and it ain't me, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OKAY. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;NOT ME, NEVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, yesterday at Kenny's, there's a group of customer consist of 2 guys, a nenek and a lady with squinted eyes. Since it is their first time at Kenny's (they told me, and they v. blur when it comes to ordering foods), so i assisted them to order what's best for a dinner for 4. so, i suggested family meal set lorr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, cut to the chase, after a while, my friend went out for a smoke. cun-cun la pulak, my first-timer customer just now just finished their meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without me realising, one of the guys (&lt;strong&gt;who don't look like a queer&lt;/strong&gt;) with red shirt approach my friend just now who went out smoking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw them (from inside Kenny R.) chatting, like for a v.v.v. short time. So, i was thinking, maybe those ppl just now are his relative or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, suddenly my friend came back to the restaurant, laughing. I was like, what the hell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RUPA-RUPANYA...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend told us,that guy just now with red shirt, asked for his phone number! but, my friend refuse and asked why. and then, the guy in red shirt said things like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sikda, pake borak-borak time malam jak. sik salah kan?"(nothing, just for a midnight chat. ok rite)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OMG! OMG! OMG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt like, laughing till my heart out! hahaha! like, why the hell would A NORMAL GUY ask for ANOTHER GUY'S PHONE NUMBER? i say, QUEER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily, my friend did not gave him my number instead! coz, deep down in my friend's heart, i knew he would do that. just, forgotten. Damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, FYI this post &lt;strong&gt;was not meant to &lt;em&gt;tembak&lt;/em&gt; any gay dudes outside there&lt;/strong&gt;, okay. i mean, if u like guys, then so what. your life what...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: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/3216823523699206237-1718806463981998454?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/1718806463981998454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=1718806463981998454&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/1718806463981998454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/1718806463981998454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/05/being-stalked-by-gay.html' title='Being stalked by a GAY!'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-7952606317633435168</id><published>2009-05-03T10:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T11:05:06.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EROTIC kopitiam</title><content type='html'>i seriously hope you peeps noticed a coffee shop in front of Star Cineplex, named Green Hill coffee shop or something.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="350" frameborder="0" scrolling="no" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" src="http://maps.google.com/maps?near=Lorong+Temple,+Kuching,+Sarawak+(Harbour+View+Hotel)&amp;amp;geocode=Cc4H8CM0lREnFcLBFwAdNMmTBiEiHOf1gMK4Ew&amp;amp;q=Star+Cineplex&amp;amp;f=l&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;gl=my&amp;amp;dq=Harbour+View+loc:+Kuching,+Sarawak&amp;amp;sll=1.55693,110.348596&amp;amp;sspn=0.006295,0.006483&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;t=h&amp;amp;ll=1.556906,110.34816&amp;amp;spn=0.007507,0.00912&amp;amp;z=16&amp;amp;iwloc=A&amp;amp;output=embed"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?near=Lorong+Temple,+Kuching,+Sarawak+(Harbour+View+Hotel)&amp;amp;geocode=Cc4H8CM0lREnFcLBFwAdNMmTBiEiHOf1gMK4Ew&amp;amp;q=Star+Cineplex&amp;amp;f=l&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;gl=my&amp;amp;dq=Harbour+View+loc:+Kuching,+Sarawak&amp;amp;sll=1.55693,110.348596&amp;amp;sspn=0.006295,0.006483&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;t=h&amp;amp;ll=1.556906,110.34816&amp;amp;spn=0.007507,0.00912&amp;amp;z=16&amp;amp;iwloc=A&amp;amp;source=embed" style="color:#0000FF;text-align:left"&gt;View Larger Map&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(about 5 blocks downwards after Harbour View, opposite Star Cineplex)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;famed for it's wantan soup special ( not for muslim food enthusiast), i may say that this shop had made it's name among Kuchingians for this dish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;however...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was served with this exotic/erotic decors...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Sf0A98vfJOI/AAAAAAAAA2I/vJa84DH5vHs/s400/panties.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Sf0A9sjr_sI/AAAAAAAAA2A/wLSfb6PMV18/s1600-h/nude.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Sf0A9sjr_sI/AAAAAAAAA2A/wLSfb6PMV18/s400/nude.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331418593809399490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how... err... fascinating.&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/3216823523699206237-7952606317633435168?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/7952606317633435168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=7952606317633435168&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/7952606317633435168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/7952606317633435168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/05/erotic-kopitiam.html' title='EROTIC kopitiam'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Sf0A98vfJOI/AAAAAAAAA2I/vJa84DH5vHs/s72-c/panties.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-3758560444057065321</id><published>2009-04-28T10:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T15:17:55.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love...... ALIENWARE DESKTOP BACKGROUNDS!</title><content type='html'>oupps.... i forgot: THE THEME also!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please click my little friend below to find out what the hell am i ranting about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 101px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329630723193061842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Sfam57fuQdI/AAAAAAAAA04/iGqi-MWL7tI/s400/alienware-logo.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so fascinated by this Alienware website, coz i am able to customize my own desktop background. check out how i'm experimenting with these cool website. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 519px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 340px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329631388588663890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SfangqSZZFI/AAAAAAAAA1A/mtvXv2pvXdA/s400/1.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;damn! not so clear lah. okay, the above was the front interface before you start anything. as you can see, at the far left, you can choose your graphics according to your tastebuds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Sfangp4pWLI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/cs1pqkqqz6Q/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329631388480657586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Sfangp4pWLI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/cs1pqkqqz6Q/s400/3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like the one above, is under GAME CHARACTERS. so, i suggest you go explore yourself lah. coz, there are other things besides GAME CHARACTERS for you to choose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SfangxH78jI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/8qDGldX1olw/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329631390423839282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SfangxH78jI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/8qDGldX1olw/s400/4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the "NO TRESPASSING" was under MISCELLANEOUS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SfanhHi3hsI/AAAAAAAAA1g/mQmwOWaqdT8/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329631396442375874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SfanhHi3hsI/AAAAAAAAA1g/mQmwOWaqdT8/s400/5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah can put bloodstains also. however, i find it a lil unattractive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Sfan0T4Zs3I/AAAAAAAAA14/LYyqMg6XZtA/s1600-h/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329631726171435890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Sfan0T4Zs3I/AAAAAAAAA14/LYyqMg6XZtA/s400/8.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;too bad, the pics are quite small. here, i was arranging the askar to chase after the alien. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Sfan0BlkrGI/AAAAAAAAA1w/hUO74MaFPB0/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329631721260624994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Sfan0BlkrGI/AAAAAAAAA1w/hUO74MaFPB0/s400/7.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, if you spend some time on arranging the suitable spot of your characters, you might come up with some nice 3D sort of image.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Sfan0FQcF6I/AAAAAAAAA1o/1SR_yPTdeNA/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329631722245724066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Sfan0FQcF6I/AAAAAAAAA1o/1SR_yPTdeNA/s400/6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, don't like the characters? why not switch to some background changes. the above was taken from BACKGROUND. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can't get enough of Alienware's seductive backgrounds? why not go for Alienware's theme? explore the website yourself, and you might bump into the theme section, where you can also download stuffs and so on.&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/3216823523699206237-3758560444057065321?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/3758560444057065321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=3758560444057065321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/3758560444057065321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/3758560444057065321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-love-alienware-desktop-backgrounds.html' title='i love...... ALIENWARE DESKTOP BACKGROUNDS!'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Sfam57fuQdI/AAAAAAAAA04/iGqi-MWL7tI/s72-c/alienware-logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-4935817728347702195</id><published>2009-04-22T09:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T10:23:44.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For GOD'S SAKE, watch this shocking vid!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;OMG! i am totally speechless towards this video. must watch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e4d51b67a8a06b4b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De4d51b67a8a06b4b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331264111%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D15E93359A7567438B9ABE55CC9E5D7C5365F9C19.17E205E87647D11C2E749A09EF99E1DBDEF9BA4F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De4d51b67a8a06b4b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DNC1gkzx9ycMtfhN_aTuqhfftsiw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De4d51b67a8a06b4b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331264111%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D15E93359A7567438B9ABE55CC9E5D7C5365F9C19.17E205E87647D11C2E749A09EF99E1DBDEF9BA4F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De4d51b67a8a06b4b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DNC1gkzx9ycMtfhN_aTuqhfftsiw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can somebody call the Police, or the Military, to kill that woman? grrr....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-4935817728347702195?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e4d51b67a8a06b4b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/4935817728347702195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=4935817728347702195&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/4935817728347702195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/4935817728347702195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/04/for-gods-sake-watch-this-shocking-vid.html' title='For GOD&apos;S SAKE, watch this shocking vid!'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-6086670616229655330</id><published>2009-04-20T11:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T11:23:31.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>warning?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;weekends are my working days. hmmm....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;usually when i was bored(or hungry), i would go into the cold storage and grab something to eat. illegally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the usual stuffs: cherries, panini's, cheddar cheese, whipped cream, and chicken slice(for sandwiches).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday as usual, i went to 'cerik' some chix slice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i found this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326201071914365138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Sep3p83CsNI/AAAAAAAAA0w/xV9o8VhTG5M/s400/PIC-0859.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;OR, maybe the warning also implies to pencuri makanan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-6086670616229655330?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/6086670616229655330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=6086670616229655330&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/6086670616229655330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/6086670616229655330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/04/warning.html' title='warning?'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Sep3p83CsNI/AAAAAAAAA0w/xV9o8VhTG5M/s72-c/PIC-0859.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-6647670342020310053</id><published>2009-04-17T00:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T01:09:40.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not the same Kenny Rogers that i used t0 know :( :( :(</title><content type='html'>SHOCKING NEWS OF THE WEEK: MISS JOYCE (my manager) RESIGNED!(with unreasonable reasons)&lt;br /&gt;PLUS, FARHAN RESIGNED YESTERDAY.&lt;br /&gt;WHO'S NEXT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WTF!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell, why it isn't Miss Dayang, huh? why take out the good ones and preserve the evil one? i don't fucking understand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's up? i heard that Miss Joyce had authorised a huge amount of VOID'S (don't understand? just assume it is bad for business).&lt;br /&gt;and apparently (or unluckily), Mr. Daniel from K.R HQ at K.L visited K.R today. without giving chances to Miss Joyce for further explanation (he refuses any), Mr. Daniel suddenly demand Miss. Joyce's resignation letter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, what's the rush? and, WTF?&lt;br /&gt;no explanation? no, nothing? wait, i forgot to mention, that Miss Joyce had to replace the VOID amount, which is $ 3000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn! so, demand a resignation letter was not enough?want to add some more $3000?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325325243640197186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SedbGCSYMEI/AAAAAAAAA0o/xTwi6l9RDLc/s400/daniel+lim.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so, Daniel Lim of Operation Manager, huh? you must be v. comfortable in your ofice, doing your daily paperworks, rite? and then, suddenly comment this and that here, this one no good la, this one not nice lah.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;since you are so high up in your comfy office, so what the hell do you know what's going on around? and, no explanation? WTF man, i hope you get fired soon!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;d'yu know that, all of us here at K.R spring knew Miss Joyce's ID? so, it might not be Miss Joyce who authorised the VOID.&lt;br /&gt;so many possibilities, so many retards....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;as people goes, i felt that the joy being at Kenny Rogers had expired. Maybe it's time for me to resign, too. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-6647670342020310053?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/6647670342020310053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=6647670342020310053&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/6647670342020310053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/6647670342020310053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/04/not-same-kenny-rogers-that-i-used-t0.html' title='Not the same Kenny Rogers that i used t0 know :( :( :('/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SedbGCSYMEI/AAAAAAAAA0o/xTwi6l9RDLc/s72-c/daniel+lim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-6687171956236522938</id><published>2009-04-08T09:49:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T10:36:32.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where can you find, an eating place providing unlimited delicious buffet at a whooping $4.50/pax?</title><content type='html'>crazy ka! obviously not in Kuching la!&lt;br /&gt;but actually, my sis went to this eating place, and she mentioned to me that, that shop offers eat-as-you-can buffet, with delicious choices, for just $4.50/pax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you kidding me?&lt;br /&gt;so, my sis brought me to the place. when we reached there.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sis- aie, shit why no more buffet, HAH!!!(so angry already coz no more cheap buffet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me- haha. myb u go to the wrong place. r u sure it is here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sis- what do you think i am, a granny? of coz la i am sure, dickhead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, apparently my sis was in serious confusion. actually, the shop was having this opening promotion. so, during the opening day, that shop offers eat-as-you-can buffet. and of course, just for one week only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, my sis insist that we should just go and eat here lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 402px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 329px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322132379704507730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SdwDM5PkPVI/AAAAAAAAAzw/5nQ4fa35C9k/s400/PIC-0848.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can easily find this spot near Kuching's new &lt;strong&gt;20 cent discount store&lt;/strong&gt;, before The Spring Mall. Named, Country Rice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;lost? use this Google Maps, scroll through the Jalan Simpang Tiga, and look out for the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sign!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="350" frameborder="0" scrolling="no" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" src="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=d&amp;amp;source=s_d&amp;amp;saddr=&amp;amp;daddr=1.541585,110.356073&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;geocode=&amp;amp;mra=mi&amp;amp;mrsp=0&amp;amp;sz=18&amp;amp;sll=1.540851,110.356244&amp;amp;sspn=0.003121,0.004828&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;t=h&amp;amp;ll=1.540851,110.356244&amp;amp;spn=0.003121,0.004828&amp;amp;output=embed"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=d&amp;amp;source=embed&amp;amp;saddr=&amp;amp;daddr=1.541585,110.356073&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;geocode=&amp;amp;mra=mi&amp;amp;mrsp=0&amp;amp;sz=18&amp;amp;sll=1.540851,110.356244&amp;amp;sspn=0.003121,0.004828&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;t=h&amp;amp;ll=1.540851,110.356244&amp;amp;spn=0.003121,0.004828" style="color:#0000FF;text-align:left"&gt;View Larger Map&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 585px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 477px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322132382917793778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SdwDNFNrF_I/AAAAAAAAA0A/UUncaCx9FUs/s400/PIC-0845.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;*wah, got air cond also. chilled!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i entered the shop, i was a lil surprised, coz this wating place looks exclusive and expensive! i was thinking like, maybe they serve some sort of dish containing over-small pork, with some hideous decoration, and cost around $40-$50 or something.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;actually, the dish cost around $4-$5 only maa, if you choose the set for one person. wah, so cheap!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 583px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 453px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322132383975269074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SdwDNJJy4tI/AAAAAAAAAz4/JKwXwcYfuIM/s400/PIC-0844.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i took some pics to describe my words with pictures. and, there goes me with my ever-boring shirt, and my sis with this wierd beanie on her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ordered Thai style pork, while my sis ordered lemon chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting...&lt;br /&gt;(5-10 mins)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at last......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SdwDNd1iVUI/AAAAAAAAA0I/O6EEgpxwsqI/s1600-h/PIC-0846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 653px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 473px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322132389527442754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SdwDNd1iVUI/AAAAAAAAA0I/O6EEgpxwsqI/s400/PIC-0846.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahah! my meal, served in 4 column platter, contains some keropok and pickles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SdwDNZ079KI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/8x3ep1GNffA/s1600-h/PIC-0847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 650px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 544px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322132388451185826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SdwDNZ079KI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/8x3ep1GNffA/s400/PIC-0847.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;my sis: also the same, except hers was chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the verdict:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the sauce for my pork was a lil bit too thick. too sweet, i tell u! i even tasted my sis's, and her's was also too thick. v. sweet, okay, so i think that's the only spoiler, left aside the extra little pickle that they gave to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, i do suggest you all to go test-drive this eating place, coz maybe the other orders(such as friend rice and friend noodle) are tasty. as the saying goes, one man's meat is another man's poison.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-6687171956236522938?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/6687171956236522938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=6687171956236522938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/6687171956236522938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/6687171956236522938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/04/where-can-you-find-eating-place.html' title='where can you find, an eating place providing unlimited delicious buffet at a whooping $4.50/pax?'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/SdwDM5PkPVI/AAAAAAAAAzw/5nQ4fa35C9k/s72-c/PIC-0848.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-5242069466095461850</id><published>2009-04-06T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T21:10:11.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay! a chance for my own personal domain!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://nukilog.blogspot.com/2009/04/anugerah-nukilog-2009-pencalonan.html"&gt;NUKILOG AWARD :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;a friend of mine had me shortlisted for a race to get my own personal domain, PROVIDED that i give him a whole load of reasons why i deserve it. you know what Fiq, i do!(can't meet &gt;500 words, coz i got another 2 heavy test)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i uberly need my own personal domain coz i am sick of being under the shadow of Blogger.com (or, is it?) so, wouldn't it be cool to have my own dot com, instead of the spoiler .blogspot.com? nahh... consider being more personalized and more individualistic, and since a good name reflects it's owner, i guess this means an opportunity for me to design my own name, Gio style.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;next, a personal domain means a more profesional style blogger. not saying that i intend to popularize myself by blogging, but consider a personal domain reflects a sense of profesionalism, or whatsoever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i seriously ran out of time, and since the winner takes it all, might as well select the best of the best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-thank you-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-5242069466095461850?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/5242069466095461850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=5242069466095461850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/5242069466095461850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/5242069466095461850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/04/yay-chance-for-my-own-personal-domain.html' title='Yay! a chance for my own personal domain!'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-7010073030811497165</id><published>2009-04-03T09:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T09:51:10.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friendship story.(jangan nangis sudah...)</title><content type='html'>My friend Phua Ye Li was kind enough to send a chain email to my Yahoo!Mail (although i was fixed to Gmail currently). it turns out that the email was due, since i seldom open my Yahoo! Mail. but, i guess the contents are just as evergreen as The Beatles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Let's see if you send it back. We all know or knew someone like this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;One day, when I was a freshman in high school, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;His name was Kyle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;It looked like he was carrying all of his books.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I thought to myself, 'Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;He must really be a nerd.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;My heart went out to him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So, I jogged over to him as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;he crawled around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;As I handed him his glasses, I said, 'Those guys are jerks.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;They really should get lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;' He looked at me and said, 'Hey thanks!' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;There was a big smile on his face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;He said he had gone to private school before now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;I would have never hung out with a private school kid before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;He said yes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;We hung out all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him, and my friends thought the same of him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I stopped him and said, 'Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;everyday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;' He just laughed and handed me half the books. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;When we were seniors we began to think about college. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Kyle decided on Georgetown and I was going to Duke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;be a problem.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;He was going to be a doctor and I was going for business on a football scholarship.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;Kyle was valedictorian of our class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I teased him all the time about being a nerd. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;He had to prepare a speech for graduation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;Graduation day, I saw Kyle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;He looked great. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;He had more dates than I had and all the girls loved hi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;m. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Boy, sometimes I was jealous! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Today was one of those days.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I could see that he was nervous about his speech. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;So, I smacked him on the back and said, 'Hey, big guy, you'll be great!' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;' Thanks,' he said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;'Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am going to tell you a story.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the first day we met. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;'Thankfully, I was saved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable..' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Not until that moment did I realize it's depth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;Never underestimate the power of your actions.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;With one small gesture you can change a person's life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;For better or for worse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;God puts us all in each others lives to impact one another in some way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Look for God in others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You now have two choices, you can : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;1) Pass this on to your friends or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;2) Delete it and act like it didn't touch your heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, i chose the road not taken: post it into my blog! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;conclusion? i think friends are the best thing ever. considering the bad deeds that they have done to myself, i think i will just try to ignore it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-7010073030811497165?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/7010073030811497165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=7010073030811497165&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/7010073030811497165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/7010073030811497165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/04/friendship-storyjangan-nangis-sudah.html' title='friendship story.(jangan nangis sudah...)'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-3304804062552991225</id><published>2009-04-01T23:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T00:03:03.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>April fool's.</title><content type='html'>just came home from Swinburne, and suddenly receive a text msg from a friend of mine :0&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(green is me, black is my friend Zamil)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-ne ko? mbak ko mkn ayam penyek! (where r u? want to bring u out eat ayam penyek!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;-kt umah.bru lekak klas.spa ngan kau? (at home.jz aftr class.who's wit u?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-aku ngan pja tok.nmu kat masja lok.lepak jap.ctok ko.LAJU! (i'm wit pija(mem).meet at masja.hang out.here u.FASTER!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;-okok. (okok)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oohh i'd love to have ayam penyek again, since my first time having it at RASA-RASA *which i realize, is quite expensive!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i went to MASJA, hang out with a bunch of friends (Zamil brought most of our gangs duhal). after wasting several hours at MASJA, we went to the ayam penyek shop at Jalan Haji Taha. since this is my first time having ayam penyek at Jalan Haji Taha, i conclude that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;the ayam penyek served here was damn cheaper compared to the one at RASA-RASA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; imagine the margin difference between $8 and $6.50. do the maths and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;decide which is best for your wallet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sorry, no pics. i left my camera at home for good. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after done eating, we went to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;PUSTAKA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and hang out there. so.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;something came out in my mind. i  said...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"aie &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;april fool &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ritok duhal. pa gik, ngenak org lah! (aie today's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;april fool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so, come let's prank someone!)"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can't believe it! my friends really want to prank someone. so, Zamil called Farhan@Farhana &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;(he's a sissyboy, but a friend).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(zamil is black, farhan@farhana is green)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-helo? ne kau ne? (helo? where r u?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;-****** kat unimas nektok. pahal? (*** at unimas rite now. y?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-sikda, aku mok temu kau nektok. urgent. (no, jz wanna meet u urgent)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;-aie knk x padah awal! kamek kat samarahan nektok. xpat. (aie y dnt u mention earlier? cannot la..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-aie nang penting giler babeng la. aku kat parkson nektok. (aie urgent liao. im at parkson)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;-haiya, kau tok... (haiya you..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-xhal la mun dak ya (ok la nvm if like dat)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;-okay bye. (ok bye) *hang out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;minutes later, Zamil's phone rang again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-haa, dapat x? (so? can or not?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;-ok la. klak aku temu kau. otw nektok. (ok. will meet u.otw)*hang out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;minutes later...&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, 102, 0);"&gt;-kau cne baa? kau kat bustop dpn parkson ka, kau parking lam parkson? (whre r u? at the bustop infront parkson or inside parkson?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-cne kau nektok?(whre r u?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;-kat parkson la bongok. cne kau? x nemu pon..(at parkson la bongok. cnt find  u leh..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-ooh. carik kau cia. aku kt area parkson baa. (ooh. juz cont find me. i'm around)*hang out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;minutes later...&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, 102, 0);"&gt;-aie kimak kau. cne kau baa? kepak kamek carik eyh! (aie kimak you. whre r u? so tired la looking for u)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-aie xkan x nemu.(aie how come cannt find?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;-xda. cne kau sbnarnya? (dont have. whre r u actually?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-ooo.jap lok.ari tok ari apa? (ooo. wait. today is wat day?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;-ari rabu la bongok. (wednesday la dickhead(lol))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-sik, tok bulan apa?(no, wat month is it?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;-apa di tanyak kau ya. april la. (wtf is with your question. april loo..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-pa nama first day of april tek? april apa tek? april fool ka? (wat's the name of the first day of april again? april what?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;-aokla april fool la.....(just realised) kimak kau zamil! AWWW! (april fool la...... kimak you Zamil!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;haha! we heard the whole conversation via speakerphone. so, we all shouted *anda terkena panggilan hangit!* to Farhan@Farhana!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guess today is another memorable April fool. and, as for Farhan@Farhana, GOTCHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-3304804062552991225?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/3304804062552991225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=3304804062552991225&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/3304804062552991225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/3304804062552991225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-fools.html' title='April fool&apos;s.'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-1523296703592448870</id><published>2009-03-29T00:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T00:55:42.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tragedies and happenings!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318275362048320626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Sc5PQ6yaJHI/AAAAAAAAAyI/SRFwjZVhAyg/s400/P3180106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAM'S IN TOWN! AND TOMORROW, HE'S LEAVIN FOR GOOD. Bye bye, Sam, and may those fatties around your waist increases from time to time :p&lt;br /&gt;Oupps... forgot to introduce him. Sambenadick a.k.a Sam, taking Chemical Engineering and currently doing prep at U.M. Will be heading to Japan like, on 2012 or something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318275363487586946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Sc5PRAJjmoI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/RZKTGxTRa54/s400/P3190131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally got my overpriced graphing calculator via eBay for a whooping $300! bargain eh, considering the market price was around $600. sorry BlackBerry, maybe next time... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Sc5RaPYqWiI/AAAAAAAAAzA/10dk8-mIWMI/s1600-h/P3270130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318277721219553826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Sc5RaPYqWiI/AAAAAAAAAzA/10dk8-mIWMI/s400/P3270130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoever says that BigMac are the nicest burger ever, are practically delusional! don't believe me? why not try compare BigMac with KFC'S Zinger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318277716596014162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Sc5RZ-KUvFI/AAAAAAAAAyw/QVXVair5rb4/s400/P3240135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;FINALLY! my TuneCard arrived, even though it's 2 weeks off schedule. currently not using it, coz the main purpose I applied is becoz that I need a debit card which is recognisable on Paypal to purchase my TI-84+. well, not that i am a shopaholic or something... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318277720981784866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Sc5RaOf-SSI/AAAAAAAAAy4/yQ954hWz_uw/s400/P3240136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;911!! need a new wallet A.S.A.P coz my current one smells like shit(think stinking sports shoe left inside a shoebag for a week)! Imagine, been using it since Form 3. since buying a new wallet is compulsory, I'm thinking of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Body Glove (again?)&lt;br /&gt;2. quiksilver&lt;br /&gt;3. tropicana life&lt;br /&gt;4. India street wallets&lt;br /&gt;5. fila&lt;br /&gt;6. or, maybe a card holder coz i don't like carrying wallet around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Sc5PRGOVt1I/AAAAAAAAAyY/nxgGhN9l0w4/s1600-h/P3210132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318275365118261074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Sc5PRGOVt1I/AAAAAAAAAyY/nxgGhN9l0w4/s400/P3210132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;PENCURI CABIK!(chilli thieves!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318275375102865394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Sc5PRra2r_I/AAAAAAAAAyg/I4eGiPhmwsg/s400/P3210133.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;PENCURI CABIK!!(chilli thieves!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;DASAR TAK MALU! haha, actually don't mind at all. coz it's my mum's, and i think my mum wouldn't mind sharing. but, would you(pencuri cabik) at least ask first? i sneakily snap wit my mobile phone. too bad i don't have a SLR ... :(&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/3216823523699206237-1523296703592448870?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/1523296703592448870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=1523296703592448870&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/1523296703592448870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/1523296703592448870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/03/tragedies-and-happenings.html' title='tragedies and happenings!'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/Sc5PQ6yaJHI/AAAAAAAAAyI/SRFwjZVhAyg/s72-c/P3180106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-6638031451497313206</id><published>2009-03-25T18:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T18:53:30.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if you are the kind who delays a lot.....</title><content type='html'>....that makes the two of us (incl. me!).&lt;br /&gt;like, what sort of delay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;do you intend to do something, but felt insecurity over other's oppinion about your action, which result in delayment?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;did you ignore some important issues, because you thought that you still have plenty of time to think abt it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;do you want to tell someone something important, but have decided to pospone it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;are you still undecided about your ambition, plans and so on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, i learnt some life-changing lesson from Bill Cosby(the classic Cosby's Show). there's this scene where he's advising his daughter to start searching for her ambition and be serious about it. so, Bill Cosby told his daughter a tale abt his father during the world war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"my father was a soldier, and one day the U.S Army ambushed a group of guerrila's in the jungle. some got caught, some got away. my father spotted several men hiding on top of a huge tree. So, he waited below the tree until those men come down. And after they do, my father will shoot them."&lt;br /&gt;"So, he waited and waited and waited. with one eye closed and the gun aiming to fire, he waited and waited and waited."&lt;br /&gt;"The group of men on the tree too waited for my dad to leave. so, they waited, and waited and waited. later on, they began to think, that there's no man who can waited that long"&lt;br /&gt;"So, those men came down from the tree. And there, stood my grandfather waiting for them. But, my father didn't shot them"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, Bill's daughter asked,&lt;br /&gt;"Why didn't he shot them?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so Bill answered, "Because the war is already over."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is Bill's sarcastic hidden message? the longer we delay, as time passes by, it might not matters anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what are you waiting for?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-6638031451497313206?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/6638031451497313206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=6638031451497313206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/6638031451497313206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/6638031451497313206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/03/if-you-are-kind-who-delays-lot.html' title='if you are the kind who delays a lot.....'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-757627937537989819</id><published>2009-03-21T11:25:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T15:38:54.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i just have to complain abt TuneMoney!</title><content type='html'>Fiq, can't just let them go away. i really need to do a lil expose', if u noe what i mean..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,what the hell is TuneMoney? just so you all know, TuneMoney works like a credit card, except no bills n overdrafts at the end of the month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;explore it yourself and let themselves do the talking, &lt;strong&gt;while i do the complaining.. &lt;/strong&gt;(the pic below is a link!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.tunemoney.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 146px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 82px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315479294628974530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/ScRgQX9Nz8I/AAAAAAAAAww/y9fbsNVUfZU/s400/tunemoney_logo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i was attracted by their so-called promotions, so, about &lt;strong&gt;3 weeks ago&lt;/strong&gt;, i registered to TuneMoney and settled all the formalities.(initial payment, forms)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they promised 10 days delivery after the initial payment was credited into the account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 days later.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still no more sign of the freakin card. so i was like, maybe the PosLaju or their courier svs was a lil delayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i waited.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and waited.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and waited.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i got so frustrated coz i planned to purchase this overpriced TI-84 calculator via eBay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i got damn frustrated, and next thing i do, i sent a complaint e-mail to TuneMoney!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 529px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 237px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315487334794781234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/ScRnkX6H4jI/AAAAAAAAAyA/QqjeBFXSfmo/s400/jr3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i am uberly annoyed and frustrated. it's been more than 10 days since the last time i paid the initial payment for the tunecard, and still i haven't recieve my tunecard. i need the card for online purchase A.S.A.P!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in fact, i sent this e-mail twice because, the first e-mail i sent wasn't being entertained. how crappy is that!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, finally after the second e-mail i sent to them (which i sent abt 3-4 days after the first e-mail), so i received this reply from TuneMoney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 585px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 306px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315486766342174578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/ScRnDSQdd3I/AAAAAAAAAx4/MY9mdPg0Jo8/s400/jr2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank You for your email. For your kind information, your card will be delivered out today via courier. you will receive the card at the below mailing address by this week or on Monday. We apologised for the delay and inconvenience"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now you apologise. how about this: why not, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;instead of apologising, you(TuneMoney) credited another $1000 into my TuneMoney account so that i do not post charges&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, why not ya'll just &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;try to find solutions to improve efficiency!&lt;/span&gt; you know, inefficiency can drive ppl crazy, okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, in the end, my overpriced TI-84 was bought online, with my mum's Visa. bargain what! i paid $300+ only, where the actual price was abt $600.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, of course, i still haven't receive my card right now.grrr!!! &lt;a href="http://www.sherv.net/3d.mad-emoticon-249.html"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 112px; HEIGHT: 104px" alt="3D smiley full of anger" src="http://www.sherv.net/cm/emo/angry/3d-mad.gif" width="82" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't meant to say, do not purchase this TuneMoney, coz undeniably it's features suits student like me. however, they lacked efficiency and customer svs. take that, tony fernandez!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3216823523699206237-757627937537989819?l=giojr90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/feeds/757627937537989819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3216823523699206237&amp;postID=757627937537989819&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/757627937537989819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3216823523699206237/posts/default/757627937537989819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giojr90.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-just-have-to-complain-abt-tunemoney.html' title='i just have to complain abt TuneMoney!'/><author><name>BigGio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15023750453242014061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/TSSDNaEnJcI/AAAAAAAABbU/tBtCep3EkWE/S220/IMG00455-20101010-1443.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jf2oFthBDes/ScRgQX9Nz8I/AAAAAAAAAww/y9fbsNVUfZU/s72-c/tunemoney_logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3216823523699206237.post-5682304037304743882</id><published>2009-03-19T11:47:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T16:05:54.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my (un)pleasant trip to Kolej Abdillah</title><content type='html'>well, setinggi
