<?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-28021445</id><updated>2012-01-30T14:56:54.257+08:00</updated><category term='Song'/><category term='Friend'/><category term='Funny Video'/><category term='Scout'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Dating'/><category term='Politic'/><category term='Sharing'/><category term='Campfire'/><category term='Holiday'/><category term='Parenting'/><category term='Love'/><category term='Christian Events'/><category term='Marathon'/><category term='Examination Result'/><category term='Love Language'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Events'/><category term='Politic Comments'/><category term='Video'/><category term='Jokes'/><category term='Camping'/><category term='Christian'/><category term='Football'/><title type='text'>When Crab Fights</title><subtitle type='html'>We must make a changes in our family first before we demanding a change of our country.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>274</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-8076834219265723894</id><published>2010-09-21T22:15:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T22:31:20.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我還是我. Aku Tetap Aku. I am Who I am.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Title : 我還是我. Aku Tetap Aku. I am Who I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;By : 黃明志  Namewee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LP9DL1lmWSM"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LP9DL1lmWSM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;我的名字 叫明志 這個自我介紹方式&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Izinkan ku memperkenalkan diriku, nama saya ialah Namewee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My name is Namewee this is how I introduce myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;從小老師 就認為我是想要惹事&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sejak kecil lagi, cikgu ingatkan ku seorang yang suka buat hal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My teachers always thought I was looking for trouble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;我熱愛文字 我討厭公式 我不想面對考試&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Aku suka menulis, aku benci formula dan ujian sekolah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I love literature but I hate the school system and all its exams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;我更討厭你規定我的頭髮款式&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Aku lagi tak suka jika sesiapa komen kat style rambut k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;uI get annoyed when people comment on my hair style&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;我的思考方式 沒有人能夠抑制&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Pemikiran style aku, tiada orang boleh Ubahi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I was born with a mind that is beyond the control of others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;大人都固執的怪我固執 不懂事&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Orang dewasa anggap aku ni degil dan tak matang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Adult always blamed me for being stubborn &amp;amp; naive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;我明白 待人處事都有 它的模式&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Aku tahu memang ada pelbagai caranya berurusan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I realized our society has its way of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;但不代表 全部人都要變成孔子&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Tapi ia tak bermakna semua orang harus menjadi Konfusius&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;But that doesn’t mean all of us must become Confucius&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;十五歲 那年初我染上音樂的毒&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Pada umur 15 tahun, aku discover muzik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Age of 15 I discovered the joy of music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;我透過音符 來降低我內心的無助&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Nota nota membantu ku lalui masa yang tak berdaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Through its notes I find ways to express my thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;s我學習美術 但依然無法省悟&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Aku cuba belajari seni tetapi ia tak membantu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I tried picking up art but it could not hold my inner feelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;是孤獨創造梵谷 還是梵谷創造孤獨&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Adalah kesepian mencipta Van Gogh ataupun Van Gogh yang menciptakan kesepian?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Was loneliness created Van Gogh or Van Gogh created loneliness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;中學畢業後 華人得自求多福&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Tamat sekolah menengah, kebanyakkan orang cina mencari rezeki di luar Negara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Upon finishing high school Chinese must find ways to further their studies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;揮揮衣袖 我決定要到台灣留宿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Akhirnya, aku pun membuat keputusan untuk menginap di Taiwan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Faced with challenges I decided to pursue my education in Taiwan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;爸爸媽媽不要擔心 我不會辜負&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ayah, mak jangan risau. Ku takkan buat kamu kecewa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Don’t worry mom and dad I promise not to fail you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;等我讀完書 一定會回到歸屬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Habis belajar nanti, mesti saya balik ke Negara tercinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I will return to my beloved home when I graduate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;我會好好過 我必須好好過&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ku akan hidup dengan baik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I will be fine I must stay strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;想家的時候 我就打開電腦拼命創作&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Apabila rindu kat keluarga, ku akan terus cipta lagu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;When I lone for home I turn on my PC and started writing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;牆壁上的大馬國旗 是我的寄託&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Bendera Malaysia yang gantung kat dinding menjadi inspirasi ku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My Malaysian flag on the wall keeping my spirit alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;床頭的那張全家福 總是讓我振作&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Gambar keluarga kat tepi katil tetap membuatkan ku lebih tabah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My family portrait beside my bed keeping my strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;一個人 在外國 要獨立生活&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Seorang hidup di luar Negara, ku mesti lebih gagah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;As a foreigner living in a strange country I learn to become independent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;我做過很多工作 我面對很多數落&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Aku buat banyak kerja sambilan, ku hadap banyak gagalan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I took up many jobs to pay my bills and tuition fees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;無論再辛苦 還有音樂陪著我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Tak semestinya betapa susahnya, ku masih ditemani muzik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;When times were tough at least I still had my music with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;我理想沒有變 因為我 還是我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Impian ku tidak berubah, kerana aku tetap aku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My dream did not change, I am still who I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;我有我自己的夢 自己會走&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Aku akan berusaha mencapai impian ku sendiri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I have my own dream I will keep going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;就算再寂寞&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;walaupun sunyi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Even it’s a lonely path&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;請原諒我的衝動 我會好好過&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Maafkan impuls aku, aku akan hidup dengan baik-baik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Please forgive me for being impulsive, I will be fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(相信我還是我)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(percayalah, aku tetap aku)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(Believe me I am still who I am)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;我不怕暴雨狂風 將我淹沒&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Aku tak takut hujan lebat membanjiri ku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I’m not afraid the obstacles cos it will not drown me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;毅然往前走&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Aku tetap akan berusaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I will keep moving forward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;就算旅途再癲頗 我不能回頭&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Wakaupun jalan ini agak sukar tapi aku tak akan putus asa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Even if it is a journey of no return I will not give up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(相信我還是我)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(percayalah, aku tetap aku)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(Believe me I am still who I am)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;2007 年 那是個遲來的夏天&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Tahun 2007, itu musim panas yang datang agak lewat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Summer came late in the year 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;改編國歌事件 讓我人生從此改變&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Mengubah lagu negaraku membuatkan hidupan ku berubah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My life was forever changed with my national anthem song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;透過網際網絡 我闖了禍&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Melalui internet, aku menghadapi masalah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I got into trouble through the cyber space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;但我堅持沒有犯錯 有人 說我叛國&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Aku disalah fahami dan ada orang kata aku ni pengkhidnat negara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I was misunderstood and got accused of betraying my country&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;有人 想幹掉我 有人 說不讓我回國&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ada yang tak bagi aku balik ke Negara, ada yang ingin bunuh aku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My life was threaten and I even was told I cannot come home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;要我磕頭認錯 政客趁機出頭&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Saya dipaksa mengaku salah, orang kuat semua keluar menunjuk muka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I was pushed into the limelight by influential people trying to gain fame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;媒體還配合炒作 世界 各地的記者call我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Pihak media dari seluruh dunia tak berhenti call saya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Media got into the action and suddenly international reporters started calling me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;我必須學會沉著&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Aku mesti tabah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I had to learn to stay calm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;謠言越來越多 讓人陷入惶恐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Gosip angin semakin banyak, membuatkan ku makin risau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Rumours started flowing and my heart started pounding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;甚至 還有人把偷渡路線圖 send給我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Saya juga terima peta haram tunjuk aku hilangkan diri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I even received maps with international escape routes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;爸爸媽媽 對不起 不要難過&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ayah mak, ku minta maaf ..Janganlah kamu sedih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sorry mom and dad please don’t be sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;牆壁上的國旗 我從來沒有拆過&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Bendera Malaysia di dinding tidak pernah saya turunkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I have not taken down the flag hanging in my bedroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;我破了千萬點閱 也上了各大版面&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Youtube ku ditonton berjuta orang, gambarku juga dipampar dalam banyak surat khabar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My youtube video broke records and my face made newspaper covers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;有人喜歡有人討厭面臨輿論考驗&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ada orang suka dan ada orang benci. Aku mengahadapi ujian yang sukar ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I got cheered and got booed I must learn to face the music now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;我的故事 被文學家 寫進了書&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Kisah aku dicatat oleh penulis buku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My story was documented into a book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;我的臉 還被人畫成了 卡通人物&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Muka aku dilukis sebagai kartoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My face even got drawn into cartoon characters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;再多褒與貶 都已經事過境遷&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Banyak pujiaan dan hinaan ku alami, tapi ia bukan segalanya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I wished that all the fame and criticism would die down some day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;畢業後的我 決定勇敢面對誤解&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Lepas ku tamatkan pengajian, aku membuat keputusan menghadapi semua salah faham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Upon graduation I decided to return to my beloved country&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;我用陸路 交通跨越六個國度&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ku menggunakan jalan darat dan melepasi 6 Negara untuk balik ke Negara cinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;With only land routes I walked across 6 countries to come home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;拍攝紀錄 沿途上的驚險 和領悟&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ku merakamkan sepanjang jalan yang meliputi ketakutaan dan kesedaran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I even shot a documentary on my challenging journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;一步步 很艱苦 終於回到大馬領土&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ia satu perjalanan yang sukar tetapi akhirnya ku berjaya balik ke Negara tercinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Thought every step was tought I finally came home to Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;被拍照 被訪問 還被叫到警察總部&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Pihak media tangkap gambar ku, ada temu duga dan aku juga dipanggil ke balai polis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I got called to police station and faced many media interviews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;雖然 你們都把我 當成公眾人物&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Walaupun banyak anggap ku sebagai orang famous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Even though most think of me as public personality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;但我必須穩住 要保持個人創作元素&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Tapi aku mesti tabah, aku mesti tetap dengan ciptaan lagu ku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;But I stayed true to myself to retain my creative art&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;我有我自己的夢 自己會走&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Aku akan berusaha mencapai impian ku sendiri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I have my own dream I will keep going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;就算再寂寞&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;walaupun sunyi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Even it’s a lonely path&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;請原諒我的衝動 我會好好過&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Maafkan impuls aku, aku akan hidup dengan baik-baik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Please forgive me for being impulsive, I will be fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(相信我還是我)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(percayalah, aku tetap aku)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(Believe me I am still who I am)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;我不怕暴雨狂風 將我淹沒&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Aku tak takut hujan lebat membanjiri ku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I’m not afraid the obstacles cos it will not drown me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;毅然往前走&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Aku tetap akan berusaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I will keep moving forward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;就算旅途再癲頗 我不能回頭&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Wakaupun jalan ini agak sukar tapi aku tak akan putus asa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Even if it is a journey of no return I will not give up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(相信我還是我)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(percayalah, aku tetap aku)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(Believe me I am still who I am)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;有人說 我的作品荼毒青年思想&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ada orang marah hasil lagu ku mencemarkan fikiran remaja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;People criticized my songs for poisoning the younger generation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;有人說 我的頭腦都在胡思亂想&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ada orang mengata otak ku memikirkan perkara yang bukan-bukan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Some said my mind is full of dirty thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;說我亂講 說我是社會毒瘤發癢&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Mengatakan aku ni merosakan moral masyarakat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;That I have bad morel in the civil society&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;還怪我 變成他兒子的偶像&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ada juga yang mengalahkan ku jadi idola kepada anaknya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Some just blamed me for becoming his son’s idol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;面對攻擊 我早就已經習慣&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Aku dah biasa menghadapi semua halangan ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I am used to faced difficult situations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;保持沉默微笑 是我最好的答案&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Menjadi keheningan sambil senyum adalah jawapan yang ku bagi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Keeping silent is my best defense and response&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;裝模作樣 從來就 不是我的強項&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Aku tak suka menjadi kikuk depan orang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Putting a fake face is never an option for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;但我出門逛逛 卻要偽偽裝裝&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sekarang aku keluar, susah sangat boleh menjadi diri sendiri lagi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I can no longer be myself when I go ou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;t我的email 每天都有人來 訴苦&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Tiap-tiap hari aku terima email dari orang lain tuk mengeluh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;People write to me pleading for help everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;但我愛莫能助因為我不是 政府&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Tapi aku tak berupaya kerana aku bukan pihak kerajaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I just cannot do much because I am not the government&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;你們來我facebook 鼓勵我 詆毀我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ada yang mendorong ku di facebook dan ada juga yang menghina ku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Some come to my Facebook supporting and slandering me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;我不刪除因為那是言論自由淨土&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Aku tak delete komen-komen kerana ini adalah kebebasan bicara semua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I didn’t delete because it is their freedom of speech&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;我想要讓你聽見 讓你看見&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Aku nak bagi kau dengar, aku nak bagi kau Nampak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I want you to listen and I want you to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;我想說的話 我的電影 和我的音樂&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Apa yang ingin ku ucapkan, filem ku, dan muzik ku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The messages I convey through my voice, my film and my music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;徘徊尺度邊緣 自由自在的暢所欲言&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Adalah kebebasan bicara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Walking the fine line in freedom of speech&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;那是主流媒體 永遠看不到的世界&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Inilah tempat yang tidak boleh diperjuangkan oleh mainstream media&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Which is something the mainstream media can never understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;我站在不 同的的角度我不會停下腳步&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Aku memandang dunia dari pelbagai sudut dan tidak akan berhentikan langkahku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I stand from a different point and I will not stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;這條思路 是老天送給我的禮物&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Jalan pemikiran saya adalah hadiah khas dari tuhan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This path is a gift from god&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;你說我糊塗 你甚至想要把我說服&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Kau mengatakan aku bingung, malah kau ingin menyakinkan ku dengan ayatmu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;You claimed that I am lost and want to brainwash me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;對不起我 還是我那就是我的態度&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Minta maaf, aku tetap aku. Inilah sikap ku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sorry, I am still who I am, and this is my attitude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;在Kuala Lumpur 開始了新的生活&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Aku memulakan kehidupan baru di Kuala Lumpur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I am starting new life in Kuala Lumpur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;這裡人潮洶湧 馬路坑坑洞洞&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Terdapat ramai orang telah terkorban di jalan raya yang berlubang-lubang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It is crowded here and the roads are full of potholes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;一不小心 我可能會在這裡失控&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Saya rasa ku juga mungkin akan hilang control di sini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;If I’m not careful things may just get out of control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;這條路 很難走 但我已經 沒有回頭&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Jalan ini agak sukar untuk berjalan, tetapi aku sudah tiada pilihan lain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The path is not easy but I do not have a choice anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(我還是我 我還是我)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(Aku tetap aku aku masih aku)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(Because I am still who I am)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;我有我自己的夢 自己會走&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Aku akan berusaha mencapai impian ku sendiri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I have my own dream and I will go for it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;就算再寂寞&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;walaupun sunyi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Even it is a lone path&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;請原諒我的衝動 我會好好過&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Maafkan impuls aku, aku akan hidup dengan baik-baik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Please forgive me for being impulsive, I will be fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(相信我還是我)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(percayalah, aku tetap aku)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(Believe me I am still who I am)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;我不怕暴雨狂風 將我淹沒&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Aku tak takut hujan lebat membanjiri ku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I’m not afraid the obstacles cos it will not drown me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;毅然往前走&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Aku tetap akan berusaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I will keep moving forward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;就算旅途再癲頗 我不能回頭&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Wakaupun jalan ini agak sukar tapi aku tak akan putus asa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Even if it is a journey of no return I will not give up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(相信我還是我)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(percayalah, aku tetap aku)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(Believe me I am still who I am)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-8076834219265723894?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/8076834219265723894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=8076834219265723894&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/8076834219265723894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/8076834219265723894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2010/09/aku-tetap-aku-i-am-who-i-am.html' title='我還是我. Aku Tetap Aku. I am Who I am.'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-1655969775518069869</id><published>2010-08-21T23:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T22:05:42.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Law Of The Garbage Truck</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;One day I hopped in a taxi and we took off for the airport. We were driving in the right lane when suddenly a black car jumped out of a parking space right in front of us. My taxi driver slammed on his brakes, skidded, and missed the other car by just inches! The driver of the other car whipped his head around and started yelling at us. My taxi driver just smiled and waved at the guy. And I mean, he was really friendly. So I asked, 'Why did you just do that? This guy almost ruined your car and sent us to the hospital! 'This is when my taxi driver taught me what I now call, 'The Law of the Garbage Truck.' He explained that many people are like garbage trucks. They run around full of garbage, full of frustration, full of anger, and full of disappointment. As their garbage piles up, they need a place to dump it and sometimes they'll dump it on you. Don't take it personally. Just smile, wave, wish them well, and move on. Don't take their garbage and spread it to other people at work, at home, or on the streets. The bottom line is that successful people do not let garbage trucks take over their day. Life's too short to wake up in the morning with regrets, so...Love the people who treat you right. Pray for the ones who don't. Life is ten percent what you make it and ninety percent how you take it! Have a blessed, garbage-free day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-1655969775518069869?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/1655969775518069869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=1655969775518069869&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/1655969775518069869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/1655969775518069869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2010/08/law-of-garbage-truck.html' title='Law Of The Garbage Truck'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-8420137082337873268</id><published>2010-08-21T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T22:07:05.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Is A Gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/TG_2hIUleKI/AAAAAAAAB1o/yFDAAniPnH8/s1600/Life+Is+A+Gift.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/TG_2hIUleKI/AAAAAAAAB1o/yFDAAniPnH8/s320/Life+Is+A+Gift.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507891918327347362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Before you say an unkind word -Think of someone who can’t speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you complain about the taste of your food – Think of someone who has nothing to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you complain about your husband or wife – Think of someone who’s crying out to for a companion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today before you complain about life – Think of someone who went too early to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you complain about your children – Think of someone who desires children but they’re barren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you argue about your dirty house someone didn’t clean or sweep – Think of the people who are living in the streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before whining about the distance you drive – Think of someone who walks the same distance with their feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you are tired and complain about your job – Think of the unemployed, the disabled, and those who wish they had your job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before you think of pointing the finger or condemning another – Remember that not one of us is without error and we all answer to God When depressing thoughts seem to get you down – Put a smile on your face and thank God you’re alive and still around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-8420137082337873268?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/8420137082337873268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=8420137082337873268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/8420137082337873268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/8420137082337873268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2010/08/life-is-gift.html' title='Life Is A Gift'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/TG_2hIUleKI/AAAAAAAAB1o/yFDAAniPnH8/s72-c/Life+Is+A+Gift.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-1061293182166301376</id><published>2010-07-17T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T21:56:53.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam Coming!!!</title><content type='html'>My final exam coming for my last but 1 semester; which mean my 2nd last semester. This is a queen language according to my college's president. Hahaha~&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very stress now. Hope i'll pass all the subject in this semester. Life as a Christian is not easy. In this semester, God give me the chance to meet with different kinds of people in the world. It's not easy to love a difficult person. When i meet with difficult person, it is very hard to communicate with him/her. There are many barriers make me feeling like avoiding the person. But if i avoid that person, i might not have learn something new. I may learn something new, and the person too may learn something new from me. So we both learn new thing at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I learn a lot in this semester. I learn to be more patience and hope i continue practicing it. Huh!!! Very difficult to do that. As a Christian, many eyes are watching on you. When you do a small wrong thing, people will start condemning God and Jesus. But if you're not a Christian, it doesn't matter what you do, nothing will be said against your god/s or you or anyone related to your religion. That's the most fantastic thing about Christian. I just wish to shout out loud to the world that we are Christian who worship God, the Father in Heaven. Christians are not God. God is God... So please stop putting finger on Christians..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i remembered one thing that Jesus had said which is "you must take the cross and bear everything under my name." So we as Christian have to bear under the name of Christ. When Christ was still a baby, there already people starting to try searching for Jesus and trying to kill him. People keep carried out trying to kill him until the day he got caught and be crucified. Jesus bore it for so many years, why can't we as Christian bear in His name? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tell Jesus, "Yes, i will take the cross." Amen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-1061293182166301376?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/1061293182166301376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=1061293182166301376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/1061293182166301376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/1061293182166301376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2010/07/exam-coming.html' title='Exam Coming!!!'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-1012496817985604191</id><published>2010-06-20T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T22:02:10.885+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>Never Lie To Your Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS', Arial; font-size: small; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;John invited his mother over for dinner. During the meal, his mother couldn't help noticing how beautiful John's roommate was. She had long been suspicious of a relationship between John and his roommate and this only made her more curious. Over the course of the evening, while watching the two interact, she started to wonder if there was more between John and the roommate than met the eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS', Arial; font-size: small; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading his mom's thoughts, John volunteered, "I know what you must be thinking, but I assure you, Julie and I are just roommates." About a week later, Julie came to John and said, "Ever since your mother came to dinner, I've been unable to find the beautiful silver gravy ladle. "You don't suppose she took it, do you?" Julie said, "Well, I doubt it, but I'll write her a letter just to be sure."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS', Arial; font-size: small; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he sat down and wrote: "Dear Mother, I'm not saying you 'did' take a gravy ladle from my house, and I'm not saying you 'did not' take a gravy ladle. But the fact remains that one has been missing ever since you were here for dinner."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS', Arial; font-size: small; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several days later, John received a letter from his mother which read: "Dear Son, I'm not saying that you 'do' sleep with Julie, and I'm not saying that you 'do not' sleep with Julie. But the fact remains that if she was sleeping in her own bed, she would have found the gravy ladle by now. Love, Mom"&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/28021445-1012496817985604191?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/1012496817985604191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=1012496817985604191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/1012496817985604191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/1012496817985604191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2010/06/never-lie-to-your-mom.html' title='Never Lie To Your Mom'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-2141757713148766704</id><published>2010-06-20T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T00:16:19.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Coming!!!</title><content type='html'>Yo, friends... How you guys doing? Suddenly lost the feel of blogging. It might be due to my busy-ness in my studies. Really a busy months/years in my life. Really do not wish to fail again in my studies. But of course, apart from studies i have my own entertainment as well.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, this will be a short post of telling everyone who follow my blog that I am back to blogging. There will be more and more of parenting and leadership post to come, not to forget about The Love Languages too. Stay tuned and catch the update!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm pretty sure if you take all my post seriously, you will learn a lot of things from my blog. By encouraging you to do what i preach, it is also at the same time to encourage myself to practice what i preach. It is not easy to practice what one has preaches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quoted from Peter Ducker, "Management is doing things right; leadership is doing the right things."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, we act as management, we know what is the right things to do and we know the best how to do things right. But, we never go get it right. So it is hard to practice what i preach but i am here ready to encourage everyone and myself to practice what we preach to the others. I am ready to practice what I am preaching and I will do my best for it. So are you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bless you, everyone! Stay tuned for my update post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-2141757713148766704?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/2141757713148766704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=2141757713148766704&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/2141757713148766704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/2141757713148766704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2010/06/back-coming.html' title='Back Coming!!!'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-7003842336770283914</id><published>2010-05-01T00:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T21:17:10.871+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>MARRIAGE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 15px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce.. I raised the topic calmly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Dew. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Dew so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She requested that everyday for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning.. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Dew about my wife's divorce conditions.. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time.. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair&lt;br /&gt;was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Dew about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mum out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I&lt;br /&gt;might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove to office.... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind...I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I do not want the divorce anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead.. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each&lt;br /&gt;other any more. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't share this, nothing will happen to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you do, you just might save a marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of life's failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 15px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 15px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.........................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 15px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The above story is taken from a facebook user name &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/mikopei?v=wall&amp;amp;story_fbid=1443648692230#!/photo.php?pid=30917238&amp;amp;id=1098139379"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Kay Regala's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-7003842336770283914?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/7003842336770283914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=7003842336770283914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/7003842336770283914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/7003842336770283914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2010/05/marriage.html' title='MARRIAGE'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-8111919639303566032</id><published>2010-01-24T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T22:17:00.764+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>The "Ayah" Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(204, 204, 204); line-height: 20px; font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;This story that is now being widely told best illustrates the 5-letter issue that is bedevilling us:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;A man came home from work and his children ran to him and called out ‘Ayah! Ayah!’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His neighbor got very upset and said to him, “Can you please tell your children not to call you ‘Ayah’?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man asked, “Why?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The neighbor retorted, “Because my children call me ’Ayah’ too. They might get confused and mistake you to be their father.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the man told his neighbour, are you not ashamed to say that your children do not know who is their 'Ayah'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you are saying by using the word 'Ayah' ,your children will call me ayah too without knowing who is their father?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The neighbour said yes,only my children should use the word 'Ayah'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;The man said, then there is something wrong in what you are teaching your children. They are not sure and do not know who their 'Ayah' is!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/28021445-8111919639303566032?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/8111919639303566032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=8111919639303566032&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/8111919639303566032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/8111919639303566032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2010/01/ayah-story.html' title='The &quot;Ayah&quot; Story'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-9018478452953677490</id><published>2009-12-31T11:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T12:09:37.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Day Of The Year</title><content type='html'>I remember, year 2009 is the first year i make a new year resolution. But i don't think i've ever achieved. I think a little here and there i made it, but not 100%. Let's see what's the 2009 New Year resolution i've made and whether which had i achieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;u&gt;To have good relation with family-&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i success in this as my relation with family is a very different one now, compared to 1st January 2009. I will not consider this as 100% but rather 70%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;achieved!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i would like to improved more on this in years to come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;u&gt;To maintain in study-&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scored 3.05 of my CGPA. I consider this is above what i targetted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;achieved!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;u&gt;To save money up to RM800 - RM1000 by 31st December 2009-&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only manage to save around 15% of what i targetted; which means i only have my saving for around RM150.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;failed!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;u&gt;To go holiday with 'someone'-&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, no money no holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;failed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll see what 2010 New Year resolution I have next. Maybe i'll list it down and read my new year resolution at 31st December 2010 to see which had i failed and achieved. I hope this time i'll achieve more. Cleaning my room now and thinking of my new year resolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go now.. Bye~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-9018478452953677490?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/9018478452953677490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=9018478452953677490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/9018478452953677490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/9018478452953677490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-day-of-year.html' title='The Last Day Of The Year'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-3925822863154951734</id><published>2009-11-24T17:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T17:43:23.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raising A Monster Teen</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;By: by Rachel Goodchild (Tue, 17 Nov 2009) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you wake up one morning to find that your lovely child has been replaced by a surly, disrespectful teenager who seems to have more tantrums than a two-year-old?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, the teen started out as baby so that by the time he/she has grown into a teenager, we have already developed a strong bond. Imagine if teenagers arrived after nine months of pregnancy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best way to deal with teenage tantrums is to first reassure yourself that this is yet another stage of the parenting cycle and you will get through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cast your mind back to the days when your baby would not sleep and you thought you would never survive the sleep deprivation. Well, you did! Tantrums are no different, and you will survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a parent of a difficult teen, you need to be the adult that you are and remember that your teen is suffering an overdose of hormones and cannot always think logically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a woman, you will know that at certain times of the month, your own behaviour would often astonish you although you would never blame your period!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it is the same for teenagers. Often they know they are behaving badly but they don’t know how to control themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;» Remain in control&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment you lose your temper is the time you have lost the argument. Try to remain positive and calm despite how your teen is reacting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel that you are going to lose your temper, end the discussion and walk away. Only return to deal with whatever the issue is after you’ve regained your composure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;» Negotiate and not order&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are almost grownups and you will help them become better adults if you show them that you are trying to see their point of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your aim is to always win the war but allow them to win a couple of minor battles along the way. It is better to find a compromise than to always try and enforce your opinion on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;» Support, praise and encourage &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the fact that they will pretend otherwise, teenagers value your opinion and still want your love and affection. Try to be supportive and praise them at every given opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, don’t go overboard such as saying how wonderful they are for getting out of bed before nightfall! But if they do something amazing like getting good grades, drawing some beautiful artwork or helping out at the local orphanage, make sure you praise their achievements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t just concentrate on school stuff. A well-rounded adult has many star qualitieswhich are first developed in their teen years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;» Allow them to decide &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now obviously, I do not mean that you should let them get drunk or take drugs but you have to allow teenagers to make some choices. You could let them choose their own dress code even if you probably won’t like it. But then, think of what you wore when you were a teenager and how your parents reacted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In allowing teenagers to make their own choices, make sure that they also learn to live with the consequences of their decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if they decide that they must have the latest iPod, they should pay for it from their pocket money or earnings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resist the temptation to micromanage your teenagers’ life. They will make mistakes but that is how they learn. You will make mistakes too. Together you will find your path through these teenage tantrums and, hopefully, seal the foundation for a loving adult-to-adult relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will always be your baby but you have to someday stop treating them as such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is as good a day as any!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;resources : The Sun newspaper dated November 17, 2009, familyties page 20&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-3925822863154951734?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/3925822863154951734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=3925822863154951734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/3925822863154951734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/3925822863154951734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2009/11/raising-monster-teen.html' title='Raising A Monster Teen'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-1282829394004181689</id><published>2009-11-24T17:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T17:37:29.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Smart Guide</title><content type='html'>Here are some useful pointers for first-time mothers as well as mothers with a new addition to the family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Walk The Talk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most parents want their children to be polite and use words like 'please' and 'thank you', but if children don't hear adults using the words regularly, they are unlikely to use them either. Make an effort to be polite in front of your children and they are more likely to behave that way, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Emphathise With The Child&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promote empathy in children by talking to them about stories you have read or films they have watched. For instance, if you've been reading Cinderella, talk to them about how upset she was because her stepsisters were mean to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Avoid Yes Or No Questions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once your child nears the age of two, their favourite word will become 'no'. It's not that they really mean it - it's just that they're learning that they have their world. If you find it hard to deal with it, try cutting out 'yes' and 'no' questions and ask things like: "would you like yoghurt or strawberries?" instead of "would you like some dessert?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Simplify Tasks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frustration is a growing pain for children when they try to do something and invariably find that they can't quite do it yet. Help the young by giving them toys or tasks they can manage and help them along when they encounter difficulty. Simple tasks like cleaning up can give children confidence in doing things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dealing With Depression&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even children can get depressed, if your toddler doesn't seem to be happy or is acting strangely, try and find out what's upsetting him/her. If nothing seems to work, take the child to a doctor immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Play Together&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping a positive attitude and playing with your toddler can help lift your spirits, even when you're feeling down. Make an effort to find the time to indulge in fun-filled activities with your child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Never Home Alone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not leave your baby or young child at home alone, sleeping or awake, even for a few minutes. There could be some dangers lurking around that you may not be aware of. Take your child with you, or get someone to take care of him/her, whenever you leave the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;resources : The Sun newspaper dated November 17, 2009, familyties page 20.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-1282829394004181689?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/1282829394004181689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=1282829394004181689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/1282829394004181689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/1282829394004181689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2009/11/smart-guide.html' title='The Smart Guide'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-7865683814823912353</id><published>2009-10-21T22:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T22:17:24.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before You Leap</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/St8XvMn_9jI/AAAAAAAAB0g/wGYB_c8YcXs/s1600-h/before+you+leap!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 418px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 396px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395056978223429170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/St8XvMn_9jI/AAAAAAAAB0g/wGYB_c8YcXs/s320/before+you+leap!.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://dapsj.com/?q=events"&gt;http://dapsj.com/?q=events&lt;/a&gt; for more information&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-7865683814823912353?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/7865683814823912353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=7865683814823912353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/7865683814823912353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/7865683814823912353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2009/10/before-you-leap.html' title='Before You Leap'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/St8XvMn_9jI/AAAAAAAAB0g/wGYB_c8YcXs/s72-c/before+you+leap!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-4398760886295231526</id><published>2009-10-14T20:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T22:01:53.361+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><title type='text'>What Adult Should Do and Should Not Do In Front Of Children?</title><content type='html'>Today morning, when i was on my way to college, i tune my car radio to 107.50fm light and easy channel. Every morning, they will randomly put up a question which has no right or wrong answer for people to call up to give comments. Today the question was, "What adult should or shouldn't do in front of children?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many callers called up and give their opinion. One lady caller said, "Parents should always hold hands, hugs, and show physical touching in front of their children, so that the children will feel the security in the family because they have a loving parents. They will not be afraid of any family break-up and all this things happen in their family."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, a man caller called up and say, "Parents should not lost control of their temper, using foul language and should not smoke and drink in front of their children. It is like giving a green light to their children to go ahead with smoking."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it, what these 2 callers has said. 1 is giving security to the children and another talks about losing temper and smoking and stuff. I totally agree with what this 2 callers had said. Don't you think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow by another caller which said, "We as children always see our parents as our hero. Whatever our parents do, we as children will tend to follow them without knowing what is right and what is wrong. As long as what our parents are doing, it is a right thing to do so, that is why we follow them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree very much of this statement. What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, this is why i say PARENTING is such an important tool as a training to our children. Whatever the children do, it is a mirror of their parents' character. Again and again I kept stressing out on the topic of why it is so important in parenting issues. Think about it and think for your future. Be a good parents.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-4398760886295231526?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/4398760886295231526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=4398760886295231526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/4398760886295231526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/4398760886295231526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-adult-should-do-and-should-not-do.html' title='What Adult Should Do and Should Not Do In Front Of Children?'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-1501172310947902183</id><published>2009-09-12T13:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T13:53:59.335+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>Samy Vellu Jokes</title><content type='html'>Samy Vellu on the speed of Pos Laju's delivery system :)&lt;br /&gt;"BESOK KIRIM, HARI INI SAMPAI" :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a TV interview, when trying to say he was ashamed, he said:&lt;br /&gt;`Kemaluan saya besar'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samy said in a ceramah:"&lt;br /&gt;Kita akan bina satu jambatan untuk orang-orang kampong disini."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One pakcik asked, "Datuk, sini takde sungai, buat apa bina jambatan?"&lt;br /&gt;and Samy gloriously replied,"Kalau takde sungai, kita bina sungai!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samy's favorite quote on national television:&lt;br /&gt;"Toll naik sikit, manyak marah saya. You ingat semua ini toll saya punya bapa punya kah!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the water crisis:&lt;br /&gt;"semua orang diminta jangan membuang aiyerr..!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regarding social problems:&lt;br /&gt;"..orang2 muda sekarang banyak hisap dada.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a blood donation campaign in Sungei Siput:"&lt;br /&gt;...marilah kita semua menderma dara.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the height of the Al-Arqam saga, he said in a press conference,&lt;br /&gt;"Saya gembira bahawa didapati tiada pemuda MIC terlibat dalam kes Arqam.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At an opening ceremony:&lt;br /&gt;"Tuan tuan dan puan puan, saudara mara, sesudah semua orang makan kenyang, sekarang kita mempersilakan Datin Paduka Rafidah Aziz naik ke pentas untuk membuka kain"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commenting about his modesty:"sebenarnya, kemaluan saya sangat-sangat besar"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best: u know why our N-S Highway concessionaire is named PLUS.&lt;br /&gt;PLUS Highway = Pungut Lebih Untuk Samy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya berasa bangga dapat melihat pusat-pusat jururawat yang cantik-cantik.".&lt;br /&gt;upon opening ceremony for nursing training center"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya tidak setuju dan menentang sekeras2nya tuduhan PAS memanggil kami kapir ..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ucapan Samy Vellu sempena kepulangan angsakawan Dr. Sheikh Mudzafar,&lt;br /&gt;"Kita rasa bersyukur kerana angkawasan kita yang telah MENINGGAL DUNIA selama 10 hari telah selamat DIKEBUMI."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samy Vellu and his Stamps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Samy Vellu completed 25 years of his role as a politician over M'sia, he wanted a special postage stamp issued, with his picture on it. He insisted the stamp to be of international quality. When the stamps were duly released, he began hearing complaints that the stamp was not sticking properly, and become furious. He called the chief of the Secret Service and ordered him to investigate the matter. The chief checked the matter out at several post offices, and then reported on the problem to Samy Vellu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said: "Sir, the stamp is really of international quality. The problem is, our citizens are spitting on the wrong side!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sammy Vellu and his old boss, Mahathir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;General Musharaf, Samy Vellu, Mahathir and Gloria Arroyo are sitting in a train. The train suddenly goes thru a tunnel and it gets completely dark. Suddenly there is a kissing sound and then a slap! The train comes out of the tunnel. Arroyo and Musharraf are sitting there looking perplexed. Samy Vellu is bent over holding his face, which is red from an apparent slap. All of them remain diplomatic and nobody says anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Musharraf is thinking: "These Malaysians are all crazy after Arroyo. Samy must have tried to kiss her in the tunnel. Very proper that she slapped him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arroyo is thinking: "Samy must have moved to kiss me, and kissed Musharraf instead and got slapped."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samy is thinking: "Damn it, Musharaf must have tried to kiss Arroyo, she thought it was me and slapped me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahathir is simply thinking: "If this train goes through another tunnel, I could make another kissing sound and slap Samy again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------samy vellu and space exploration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Samy Vellu went for the United Nations' meeting. He represented the Malaysian Prime Minister. All nations were discussing about space exploration by the year 2008.Here are some of the conversations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;China Delegate : "By the year 2008, China will start their moon exploration project."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russian Delegate : "We too, we are going to explore the moon. This time we will see to it that our cosmonauts will step on the moon."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George Bush &amp;amp; Clinton : "We the United States will also explore the moon for the second time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysian Delegate : "By the year 2008, Malaysia will explore the sun."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a long silence. Bush stood up and asked the Malaysian delegate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Isn't it too hot to explore the sun?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samy Vellu (after a long silence) : "We will do it in the evening."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------- version 2Siri lain Samy Vellu ditemuramah tentang program angkasawan negara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagi-lagi Samy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samy: "…Bagi saya, ini semua adalah satu pembaziran atas duit rakyat. Kita sepatutnya tidak hantar mereka ke bulan, tapi hantar mereka pergi matahari. Barulah USA, Russia, respect sama kita…."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penemuramah: Tapi Dato' Seri, matahari kan panas. Macam mana mau pergi sana ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samy: Cit! itu pasal la u tara jadi mintri. Saya suda lebey 30 tahun jadi mintri, saya musti ada jalan penyelesaian. Kita jangan pergi siang, manyak panas. kita pigi malam, baru ada sujuuuuuk……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------samy vellu and sign Language Samy Vellu was visiting India when he fell and broke his jaw and was unable to speak. Being the great leader that he was, he continued his grand tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the last week of his visit, the RTM crew was present for his press conference. Although unable to speak, Samy insisted sending a message home to his Cabinet colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samy caught a chicken and showed it to camera. He next took a goat, and showed it to the camera. Finally he took a bag and displayed in front of the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr Ling was the first to see the video clips. He said, "Samy is telling us that India has insufficient food because he showed us chicken and goat, and he wants Malaysia to donate bags of rice."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The senator watched silently then said, "No lah!...what Samy trying to say is HE IS COMING BACK!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole Cabinet was puzzled and look to the man for an explanation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Senator reasoned, "AYAM KAMBING BAG!!!" ("I am coming back!!!" in Indian accent)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-1501172310947902183?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/1501172310947902183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=1501172310947902183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/1501172310947902183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/1501172310947902183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2009/09/samy-vellu-jokes.html' title='Samy Vellu Jokes'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-6416542028343691365</id><published>2009-09-05T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T11:16:39.673+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>Jokes</title><content type='html'>A chinese man was in a karaoke with his friends. He wanted to show off his English and requested for an English song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked the person in-charge to put on "Ah Cheng boi loti."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person-in-charge looked athim and said, "there's no such song."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chinese man said, "yes, there's a song called Ah Cheng boi loti."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man was shown all the CDs and he pointed at "Unchained Melody"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-6416542028343691365?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/6416542028343691365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=6416542028343691365&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/6416542028343691365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/6416542028343691365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2009/09/jokes.html' title='Jokes'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-1272251588861005735</id><published>2009-09-01T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T22:26:15.141+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>Funny Jokes</title><content type='html'>Lady : Is this my train?&lt;br /&gt;Station Master : No, it belongs to the Railway Company.&lt;br /&gt;Lady : Don't try to be funny. I mean to ask if I can take this train to New Delhi.&lt;br /&gt;Station Master : No Madam, I'm afraid it's too heavy.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A drunkard was brought to court.&lt;br /&gt;Just before the trial there was a commotion in the gallery.&lt;br /&gt;The judge pounded the gravel on his table and shouted, "Order, order."&lt;br /&gt;The drunkard immediately responded, "Thank you, your honor, I'll have a scotch and soda."&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer :Waiter, do you serve crabs?&lt;br /&gt;Waiter :Please sit down sir, we serve everyone.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer:Waiter, is this a lamb chop or pork chop?&lt;br /&gt;Waiter:Can't you tell the difference by taste?&lt;br /&gt;Customer:No, I can't.&lt;br /&gt;Waiter:Then does it really matter?&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Susie came running into the house after school one day, shouting,"Daddy!Daddy! I got a 100 in school today!"&lt;br /&gt;"That's great, Sweetheart," said her daddy."Come in to the living room and tell me about it."&lt;br /&gt;"Well, "began the confession, "I got 50 in spelling, 30 in math's and 20 in science."&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer:Waiter, there's a dead beetle in my soup.&lt;br /&gt;Waiter:Yes sir, they are not very good swimmers.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer:Waiter, there's a fly in my soup.&lt;br /&gt;Waiter:That' s all right sir, he won't drink much.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiter: I've stewed liver, boiled tongue and frog's leg.&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Don't tell me your problems. Give the menu card.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer:Waiter, there's a fly swimming in my soup.&lt;br /&gt;Waiter: So what do you expect me to do, call a lifeguard?&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer :Waiter, what's the meaning of this fly in my tea up?&lt;br /&gt;Waiter :I wouldn't know sir, I'm a waiter, not a fortune teller.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st thief :Oh ! The police is here. Quick! Jump out of the window!&lt;br /&gt;2nd thief:But this is the 13th floor.&lt;br /&gt;1st thief :Hurry! this is no time for superstitions.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man: How old is your father?&lt;br /&gt;Boy: As old as me.&lt;br /&gt;Man : How can that be?&lt;br /&gt;Boy: He became a father only when I was born.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer:Waiter, this soup tastes funny.&lt;br /&gt;Waiter: Funny? But then why aren't you laughing?&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : Peter, why are you late for school again?&lt;br /&gt;Peter: Well, Miss, I dreamed that I was playing football and the game went into extra time.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An absent-minded man went to see a psychiatrist.&lt;br /&gt;'My trouble is,' he said, 'that I keep forgetting things.&lt;br /&gt;''How long has this been going on?' asked the psychiatrist.&lt;br /&gt;'How long has what been going on?' said the man.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl : Do you love me?&lt;br /&gt;Boy:Yes Dear.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Would you die for me?&lt;br /&gt;Boy :No, mine is undying love.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-1272251588861005735?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/1272251588861005735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=1272251588861005735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/1272251588861005735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/1272251588861005735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2009/09/funny-jokes.html' title='Funny Jokes'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-6887053526350079291</id><published>2009-09-01T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T21:55:49.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Position Important In Voluntary Job?</title><content type='html'>In previous post, I shared a title about "Eat When You Are Bloated" which is all about forcing people to do things which he/she doesn't like to do. And this week, after a long weekend holiday for me and I'm back in college, sudden thought of this title "Is Position Important For You When You're In Voluntary Job?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, is it important for you to hold any position in an organization when you are doing voluntary job? This is what I'm wondering today. Someone came up to me and say "We put your name in this position because when so and so need help in future, at least you have a position to do your job." Come to think of it, how true is it? I am volunteering myself to help up people who face problem with the management of certain organization, and I know the management more than any of my organization people do, this you guys in the organization have to admit that. So to offer myself to help those who are facing problem, do I really need to be a position holder to help them? I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are really wellknown in a place, do you really need to be a position holder to execute your job as a helper? Again, I don't think so. In my opinion, when you are wellknown, people will automatically come to find you on their own to ask for your help to help them. Why do we have to hold a position? To show off? Nothing for me to show off. I still remember, when I offer myself as a Student Council and wanted to contest for the President position, I was really look unto myself as a person that can help students in the college. But after that, do anyone know why do I back off from contesting? It's not because of politic there. It is so easy to play with college politic, but I just feel that the candidates are just not my challenger. I back off from contesting because I don't think I need a position to help people who are in need of me. After election, I congratulate the President of Student Council, Zech, and he offer me a post but i rejected. But I told him, "I will fully support you for whatever things you are doing as long as it is right to do. I will offer myself as a helpers or adhock committee in events you organize if I am free." Did I ever need a position to help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can give me hundreds of reasons for me to take up a position, but I will just give you one reason to reject you if I feel I not comfortable taking up position in the organization. You can use whatever power you have, it doesn't matter as advisor, president, vice-president or whatever position power you have to force me to take up the position you wanted me to take up. BUT i will just use one simple &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LAW&lt;/span&gt; to stop you from forcing me to take up a position. I will not use law to defend myself except I'm forced to. If you make me to the point where I have no more reason to tell you, LAW is my simply reason to reject you. If you against the law, then you are againsting the country, and I can file police report to say you are againsting the country and against the law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep wondering, if you need to be position holder to help people who are in need, then what about those in Afrika, Tsunami victims, flood victims, fire blaze victims, earth quake victims, etc.. When you go and help them, do you need to tell them that you are the CEO of ABC company in order to help them? Or do you just need to mention to them that, "Hey, I come to help you"? Which do you mention when you helping people? I really pity those victims who receive help from people who thinks that they should hold a position to help those who are in need. I believe, while helping, they will keep bragging about how powerful they are and what position are they holding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe, we need a change in Malaysian's mentality especially the young adults. We come out as professionals and not as position holder for us to brag about. Position is not the main thing that we should be looking forward. Think more of helping people and not about position. You guys think too much. Stop it and make a change before you want to change others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-6887053526350079291?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/6887053526350079291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=6887053526350079291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/6887053526350079291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/6887053526350079291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2009/09/is-position-important-in-voluntary-job.html' title='Is Position Important In Voluntary Job?'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-395653018632075552</id><published>2009-08-26T18:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T21:44:43.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat When You Are Bloated</title><content type='html'>You must be wondering why I put this title and what this title mean? Let us see the meaning of every single word in this title and we will come to understand the whole meaning of this title. This title that I'm going to share is about things we will go through in life; clubs and societies, work, family, relationship, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, to understand the whole meaning of this title, we have to ask ourselves the question "In what situation do we eat?" Do we eat when we're hungry, full, or half hungry, half full? Of course sometimes we do eat when we're half hungry and half full. Sometime we just feel wanted to chew something in our mouth. Most of the time, we eat when we are hungry, right? So we eat when we're hungry, and how much can we eat? We will eat according to how much our stomach can contains. We don't eat too little, and we don't eat too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, the keyword here is bloated. According to the sixth edition of Oxford Advance Learner's Dictionary, "bloated" means full of liquid or gas and therefore bigger than normal, in a way that is unpleasant. Written in Wikipedia, one of the common causes for bloating is overeating. So, what will happen if you eat when you had over eat? There are so much of food and water and gas in your stomach where you are full enough and not fit to stuff in any things in your stomach anymore and you continue eating. What will happen after that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When our stomach is full, we have to say NO to ourselves to put more things into our stomach. Your stomach will burst if you continue eating after you say a No to yourself. It doesn't matter how delicious the food are, but you still have to say No when your stomach is full. It's the same with our life. It doesn't matter how people wants you to take up certain post in societies and work place, if you're not ready to take up the post, just say "NO". Do not force yourself to take up the post if you're not ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will happen if you force yourself to take up the what you don't like to do? It's same like your stomach which full of food, you're going to be bloated, and then you're going to vomit. What vomit representing here in our life? Vomit in your stomach means something is fighting in your stomach that make you throw out. In our life, it mean when we are not willing to take up something that we don't like, it will create a misunderstanding between two parties and might cause to arguement and fighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it worth of being in this position? I don't think so... This is why, i had already started to say NO in situation where I think I can't commit myself fully into it. This is to avoid a misunderstanding and blaming each other when comes to time where I can't do the work when I'm holding certain position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if after you say NO and still you're being force to take up the position? According to the Societies Act of Malaysia and Employees Act of Malaysia, we, as the member of societies or employee of a company, have the right to say No when we're being ask to take up a position. If you're Assistant Manager and you're being promoted to become Manager of a company, you have your rights to say NO for whatever reason you have. And let them aware that if you're being force to take up certain position, DO NOT put the BLAME on you if you can't get to achieve or finish the job given. Give them an early warning before any blame could be put unto you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the early warning given to the respective person in charge, you are fully escape IF you do not attend the meetings, events, and even asking you to do the work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this piece of my personal sharing and advice, hope you do learn something from me. All the best in applying a NO in your life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-395653018632075552?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/395653018632075552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=395653018632075552&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/395653018632075552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/395653018632075552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2009/08/eat-when-you-are-bloated.html' title='Eat When You Are Bloated'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-5481625279395821571</id><published>2009-08-25T20:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T21:05:01.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>English Is The Funniest Language</title><content type='html'>We'll begin with a box and the plural is boxes.&lt;br /&gt;But the plural of ox should be oxen, not oxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one fowl is a goose but two are called geese,&lt;br /&gt;Yet the plural of moose should never be meese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may found a lone mouse or a whole set of mice,&lt;br /&gt;Yet the plural of house is houses not hice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the plural of man is always called men,&lt;br /&gt;Why shouldn't the plural of pan be called pen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I speak of a foot and you show me your feet,&lt;br /&gt;And I give you a boot, would a pair be called beet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one is a tooth and a whole set are teeth,&lt;br /&gt;Why should not the plural of booth be called beeth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one may be that and three would be those,&lt;br /&gt;Yet hat in the plural wouldn't be hose.&lt;br /&gt;And the plural of cat is cats and not cose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We speak of a rother and also of brethren,&lt;br /&gt;But though we say Mother, we never say Methren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the masculine pronouns are he, his and him,&lt;br /&gt;But imagine the feminine she, shis and shim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So English, I fancy you will all agree,&lt;br /&gt;Is the funniest language you ever did see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-5481625279395821571?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/5481625279395821571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=5481625279395821571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/5481625279395821571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/5481625279395821571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2009/08/english-is-funniest-language.html' title='English Is The Funniest Language'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-2182465552134329839</id><published>2009-08-22T14:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T14:21:14.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burnt Toast</title><content type='html'>This is a nice story.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embracing Imperfection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When I was a little girl, my mom liked to make breakfast food for dinner every now and then. And I remember one night in particular when she had made breakfast after a long, hard day at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that evening so long ago, my mom placed a plate of eggs, sausage, and extremely burned toast in front of my dad. I remember waiting to see if anyone noticed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet all my dad did was reach for his toast, smile at my mom, and ask me how my day was at school. I don't remember what I told him that night, but I do remember watching him smear butter and jelly on that toast and eat every bite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got up from the table that evening, I remember hearing my mom apologize to my dad for burning the toast. And I'll never forget what he said: 'Baby, I love burned toast.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night, I went to kiss Daddy good night and I asked him if He really liked his toast burned. He wrapped me in his arms and said, 'Debbie, your Momma put in a hard day at work today and she's real tired. And  besides-a little burnt toast never hurt anyone!' You know, life is full of imperfect things.....and imperfect people. I'm not the best housekeeper or cook.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I've learned over the years is that learning to accept each other's faults - and choosing to celebrate each other's differences - is one of the most important keys to creating a healthy, growing, and lasting relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's my prayer for you today. That you will learn to take the good, the bad, and the ugly parts of your life and lay them at the feet of GOD. Because in the end, He's the only One who will be able to give you a relationship where burnt toast isn't a deal-breaker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could extend this to any relationship in fact – as understanding is the base of any relationship, be it a husband-wife or parent-child or friendship!! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't put the key to your happiness in someone else's pocket but into your own.”See through God's eyes and feel through God's heart and you will appreciate the value of every soul including yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-2182465552134329839?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/2182465552134329839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=2182465552134329839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/2182465552134329839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/2182465552134329839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2009/08/burnt-toast.html' title='Burnt Toast'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-5964071392682792591</id><published>2009-08-10T20:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T20:16:17.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Children Learn What They Live</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If children live with critism,&lt;br /&gt;They learn to condemn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If children live with hostility,&lt;br /&gt;They learn to fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If children live with fear,&lt;br /&gt;They learn to be apprehensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If children live with pity,&lt;br /&gt;They learn to feel sorry for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If children live with ridicule,&lt;br /&gt;They learn to feel shy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If children live with jealousy,&lt;br /&gt;They learn to feel envy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If children live with shame,&lt;br /&gt;They learn to feel guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If children live with encouragement,&lt;br /&gt;They learn confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If children live with tolerance,&lt;br /&gt;They learn patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If children live with praise,&lt;br /&gt;They learn appreciation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If children live with acceptance,&lt;br /&gt;They learn to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If children live with approval,&lt;br /&gt;They learn to like themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If children live with recognition,&lt;br /&gt;They learn it is good to have a goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If children live with sharing,&lt;br /&gt;They learn generosity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If children live with honesty,&lt;br /&gt;They learn truthfulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If children live with fairness,&lt;br /&gt;They learn justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If children live with kindness and consideration,&lt;br /&gt;They learn respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If children live with security,&lt;br /&gt;They learn to have faith in themselves and in those about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If chilren live with friendliness,&lt;br /&gt;They learn the world is a nice place in which to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2  align="center" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Excerpted from the book &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/external-search/102-1145980-9000959?keyword=CHILDREN+LEARN+WHAT+THEY&amp;amp;tag=drchadwickschurh&amp;amp;Search=Go+To+Amazon" target="”_blank”"&gt; CHILDREN LEARN WHAT THEY LIVE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©1998 by Dorothy Law Nolte and Rachel Harris&lt;br /&gt;The poem “Children Learn What They Live”&lt;br /&gt;©Dorothy Law Nolte&lt;br /&gt;Used by permission of Workman Publishing co., New York&lt;br /&gt;All Rights Reserved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;.............................................................&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I found this poem by Dorothy Law Nolte when I was in Ikea this week. I am working part time with an event management company and it so happen that we need to a t-shirt printing shop where located in the Ikea pet shop. On the shelf it have this gift but I'm not allow to take any picture in there. So i just grabbed my phone and type out whatever is written in the gift and plan to share it here because i think that this poem is so meaningful. It is so reflecting to nowadays the children's life where I think there are parents who don't understand at all. Parents nowadays need a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treasure it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHANGE WE NEED!!!&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/28021445-5964071392682792591?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/5964071392682792591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=5964071392682792591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/5964071392682792591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/5964071392682792591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2009/08/children-learn-what-they-live_10.html' title='Children Learn What They Live'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-3211269268541598739</id><published>2009-07-24T10:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T10:33:43.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysia PBSM Boleh!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Yasmin Ahmad dikejar ke ICU                                                             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jul 23, 09 8:04pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pengarah filem dan iklan yang terkenal Yasmin Ahmad, 51, dikejarkan di unit rawatan rapi (ICU) di hospital swasta setelah diserang angin ahmar kira-kira jam 4.30 petang tadi di stesen TV3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beliau berada di Sri Pentas untuk berjumpa dengan Datuk Siti Nurhaliza Taruddin dan suaminya Datuk Khalid Jiwa apabila beliau dilaporkan tidak sihat dan menghadapi kesukaran bernafas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siti Nurhaliza, duta Persatuan Bulan Sabit Malaysia, turut memberikan bantuan penafasan (CPR) kepada Yasmin bersama dengan seorang doktor panel stesen tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yasmin kemudiannya dihantar Pusat Pakar Perubatan Damansara. Para doktor berjaya menstabilkan beliau sebelum membuat pembedahan kira-kira jam 6 petang untuk mengurangkan bengkak di otaknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filem-filemnya &lt;em&gt;Sepet&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Gubra&lt;/em&gt; dan &lt;em&gt;Mukhsin&lt;/em&gt; cukup terkenal, termasuk di peringkat antarabangsa dan menggondol beberapa anugerah di beberapa festivel filem antarabangsa seperti di Berlin, San Francisco, Singapura dan Cannes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;source from &lt;a href="http://malaysiakini.com/news/109165"&gt;Malaysiakini.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...........................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who have knowledge on first aid, this article is a LOL thingy for you guys. I am not laughing at the person who got admitted into hospital; I am not laughing at who the person is/are; I am not laughing because those people purposely went to meet Datuk Siti Nurhaliza. But did you realize what is happening there? Let me get you a clear view on this situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admire Yasmin Ahmad for the things he had done. He won prizes for our Malaysia's Television advertisement on Hari Raya, Chinese New Year, Deepavali, and many more different kinds of advertisement. His message is clearly sent when people see the advertisement and it's a really touching advertisement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK!! Let's stop talking about him. Overall, he's a great, great guy and I have no problem with him. I hope his health will be better. But with Datuk Siti Nurhaliza there to give him CPR, i doubt he will get a fast recovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to this article, Yasmin Ahmad had difficulty in breathing, but our dear Datuk Siti Nurhaliza did CPR on him. CPR is a breath mouth to mouth thingy first aid, and it only can be done if the victim is not breathing. If the victim is still breathing, how can you do the CPR on victim? You are actually directly killing the victim. When he wanted to breath out, and you are blowing air inside his Airway System. So, the airway system are suppose to receive the air or blow out the air in this situation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Datuk Siti Nurhaliza is just a Duta PBSM, and did she know anything about CPR? I have no comment on whether or not she know CPR, but this situation showed clearly that she is not first aider. And by doing CPR on a breathing difficulty person, you directly and officially kill Yasmin Ahmad. God Bless You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope Yasmin Ahmad still survive. At same time, if Yasmin Ahmad pronounced death, according to Malaysia Law, Datuk Siti Nurhaliza will be charged under penal code of 3rd Degree Murder; unplan and accidently murder without realizing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, God Bless You both!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-3211269268541598739?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/3211269268541598739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=3211269268541598739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/3211269268541598739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/3211269268541598739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2009/07/malaysia-pbsm-boleh.html' title='Malaysia PBSM Boleh!!!'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-4401208108222310078</id><published>2009-07-01T20:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T22:17:17.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Matter Of Discipline</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="story_date"&gt;1 July 2009&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;div class="story_body"&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;CHILDWISE&lt;br /&gt;By RUTH LIEW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are ways to get things done without screaming at your child. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAVE you ever screamed at your child for misbehaving and later regret doing so? Many of us admit to such folly. The problem with screaming and shouting is that it makes the situation &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;worse&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children do not react positively to their parents’ shouting. They are the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;world’s greatest copycats&lt;/span&gt;. They would shout and scream back to get their way the moment they get a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is important to unlearn all the parenting lessons that promote full dominion over children. To do it right,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; you have to be that person you want your child to be.&lt;/span&gt; You do not want your children to act out your worst behaviour but to adopt your best behaviour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some families practise using “indoor” and “outdoor” voices. Parents would speak to their children as &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;calmly &lt;/span&gt;as possible, no matter what the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children understand clearly that they can shout and scream outdoors because the high volume will not disturb others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may find it difficult to stay calm with your children at all times. Here are alternatives to screaming and shouting at them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bedtime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;It is hard for many parents to keep their cool when it comes to getting active children to bed every night. With all that whining and fighting with siblings, it is easy for parents to yell at their children before packing them off to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many experts have suggested that setting a routine that is manageable and enjoyable for children can make bedtime a quiet and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;peaceful affair&lt;/span&gt;. Read your child’s favourite book together or cuddle up for some quiet time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start bedtime half an hour earlier so that children can prepare for it without the need to ask: “Can I have 10 minutes more to finish watching this show?” You can &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;calmly say&lt;/span&gt; to your child:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You have half an hour to finish this show and then it’s off to bed.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Waking up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Wake-up time is a noisy affair in my household. My two girls are always asking for more time in bed. To make it less intense, our wake-up call usually allows for that extra time they always ask for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like getting children to bed, waking up has to be pleasant, something children can look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many families have a brief family moment before starting the day. You can say a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;prayer &lt;/span&gt;or read aloud a book for less than 10 minutes. Children can also get excited over small amounts of nutritious food for breakfast instead of making them eat large servings of food they dread seeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;more relaxed&lt;/span&gt; you feel, the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;happier &lt;/span&gt;your child will be. She will wake up and get ready for the day &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;without much fuss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bath time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Getting school-age children to take their baths after school often results in a shouting match between parent and child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children come home from school tired and stressed out. They find it difficult to unwind, just like how their &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;parents feel after a hard day’s work.&lt;/span&gt; Feeling irritable, children will pick a fight over the smallest issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try doing something fun together to unwind for a few short moments. When your child gets a chance to talk about her day, you may want to suggest that she can make herself feel a lot better by washing worries away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Homework time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;This is really tough on many parents, especially the ones with primary schoolchildren. The overwhelming load of homework is off-putting to any young child. So instead of screaming at your child to do his homework, you may want to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;help &lt;/span&gt;him organise a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Accept &lt;/span&gt;that your child &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;needs your help&lt;/span&gt; until he can do things independently. Rather than waste your energy on yelling at him to make him do his homework, spend time finding ways to make homework bearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Encourage &lt;/span&gt;him with positive words like, “You are working hard” or “I like the way you pay attention to your homework.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;They won’t listen to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Children will take some time before they actually know what you really want of them. Be patient. Your yelling will not yield much cooperation anyway. They need time to adjust and change their ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try treating them with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;respect &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;kind words.&lt;/span&gt; Your children are more likely to respond better to you when you treat them fairly. They know you are patient when you control your own behaviour. Just as you accept them, they will accept your ways to please you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is true that parents make mistakes when it comes to managing children’s behaviour. Rather than feeling guilty, turn it into a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;learning opportunity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are at fault, apologise and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;show &lt;/span&gt;how you &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;admit &lt;/span&gt;your mistake. Your &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;children will learn&lt;/span&gt; better from &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;your example. &lt;/span&gt;They may want to try that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;honest &lt;/span&gt;way of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;correcting &lt;/span&gt;their mistakes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.............................................................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I agree very much on this article by Ruth Liew. I'm not sure who actually Ruth Liew is but she use to share a lot about parenting and many other issues in the star newspaper. Many people nowadays keep saying, 'Accept the changes' or 'Make a change' or 'Nowadays, people must accept changes'. Most of them who are to say all these are parents of children. They referring these statement to change the country, change the organizational behavior, change the company, and change on the way how you can treat others. But, had they ever think about changing family behavior and changing the way how they treat their children?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why do people nowadays keep thinking about changing a big and huge organization than changing a mini tiny organization; just like family? If you can't get to change a small organization, how can you manage to change a big giant's behavior? Parents who are reading my blog, I know you will not like it, but just accept the fact that you DON'T dare to accept the changest in your family because you are afraid of losing your power in your family. Am i right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Parents, have a moment to think about your family. Do you think that your children's behavior nowadays are more unto negative side than positive? Do you think that your children are just immitating your behavior? It doesn't matter what kind of changes or behavior you wants your child to behave, but the most important is how do you behave as a parents for your child to follow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't tell your children that when you giving them negative comments, and you wants them to take your negative comments positively. If you are in their shoe, can you take it positively if they are your parents and saying what you said to them about all those negative comments? Think about it fellow parents. Change We Need!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Change yourself before you want to change your children. Think big and wide!!! To form a good family is not easy, but if you wants to destroy the family status, in just a minute the whole thing will be destroy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;FAMILY = LOVE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LOVE is not BUSINESS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;FAMILY has nothing to do with BUSINESS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You can see there's an alphabet of "L" in the word of family which represents the word of LOVE. You can see there's no alphabet of "B" to stand for your business.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All the best in changing ourselves before we are to change others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-4401208108222310078?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/4401208108222310078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=4401208108222310078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/4401208108222310078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/4401208108222310078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2009/07/matter-of-discipline.html' title='A Matter Of Discipline'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-5604940455258903138</id><published>2009-06-25T20:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T22:02:13.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Total Childish!</title><content type='html'>Has been long I didn't update my blog. Many things happen but I don't know how to write and where to start, but I thank God that it happen. May be God let it happen because He wanted me to learn something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my day just got ruin by some people. This week is my assignment week for my marketing. I have to do real marketing to promote of some event. I'm doing a game competition and my first and second winner will get the ticket to go to the particular event that i'm promoting for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the previous meetings, already some disagreement and misunderstanding happen. Everything was still in control. Today morning, there are too many things that happen. I asked for emergency meeting of the group and do a pre-post mortem for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a total disappointment in a group that the group members don't know how to behave themselves well and the whole starting of the meeting goes like a monkey enclosure; which mean shouting here and there; and i think it's worst than monkey enclosure. Oh gosh!!! All of us are in the age of the early adult age and we're still shouting here and there in the meeting. GROW UP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I hate to see when people just doesn't respect each other. And the worst is the people don't respect the meeting that is going on, and also don't respect those people who come for the meeting to just to see the shouting happen. What will people think of our meeting? People will say that the little kids are arguing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you guys who read my blog, you know I'm stressing very much on parenting and love. With this kind of character, did you ever think that one day your child will be like you shouting here and there and not respecting others? Did you ever think that you can ever become a leader to lead peoples well? Do you think that you can ever train up a person to be a better person? And lastly, do you ever think you are setting a good example for others to follow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time for us to learn the growing up stage. It's time for us to practice what should be practice by an adult, and do what an adult suppose to do. It's time for us to change Malaysia into a better Malaysia and we shall now start to act professionally. IT'S A TIME TO START THE CHANGES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAT DON'T BURPS IF YOU DON'T START TO CHANGE YOURSELF!!! This is a wake up call for everyone to think about yourself and changing yourself, then we can make a bigger changest. This is a process to train us up to be professional in dealing with people in future. LEADERSHIP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;I pray that you will guide us all in things which we are suppose to do. Continue to guide us although we're walking in a wrong pathway. With your continuous guidance, we for sure can go into a right pathway again to walk in the way which you want us to walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, teach us how to be patience. Teach us to be polite. Teach us to humble ourselves. Teach us the way to face others when others are making false accusations against us. Although we're not doing any wrong doing and we're trying to stand for ourselves, teach us the right way of humbling standing up for ourselves without hurting and disrespecting others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For it does not matter on what religion we are, guide us and for sure one day they will come to get to know you better and confessing themselves to you. There are still many, many things which we need your guidance. Shape us like how your Son did when he was here; discipline, humble, respect, etc.. Hundres, thousands, millions of disciplines that can't even finish to name all here. Shape us, Lord. Shape us, Lord!!! Shape us into the way you want us to be and shape us into the way we are suppose to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know with all your guidance, we are going to lead a successful day for everyone to see that we have a Big Papa above us to make it all a success. Make us to set a good example for others to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank You, Lord for those unhappiness that happen. I know you want us all to learn something. I thank you Lord for whatever is happening, doesn't matter good or bad. I know for sure there's a reason behind it that you make it happen. I thank you Lord for spending Your time with us here to listen to my this prayer to you. I really thank you, thank you, thank you so, so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-5604940455258903138?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/5604940455258903138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=5604940455258903138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/5604940455258903138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/5604940455258903138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2009/06/total-childish.html' title='Total Childish!'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-72287694888366424</id><published>2009-06-03T22:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T20:49:05.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spare The Cane</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="story_date"&gt;3 June 2009&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;CHILDWISE&lt;br /&gt;By RUTH LIEW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are ways to discipline without using the cane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A SIX-year-old boy told me that his mother used to cane him when he was naughty. His mother is a single parent with a physical disability. He was a very bright boy with a friendly disposition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon hearing his plight, I told him: “You can stay away from your mother when she brings out the cane. Apologise to her and then keep away.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He replied: “I know my mother is very angry with me. I think she feels better if I let her hit me.” Upon hearing those words, my heart went out to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, I had a long discussion with his mother. She eventually understood that she did not have to use the cane. We discussed the use of other alternatives to discipline children. She also needed someone to listen to her parenting woes. I realised she was trying her best to raise him well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many parents like this single parent need support in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;understanding &lt;/span&gt;their children. Parents fear that they are spoiling their children if they are not tough with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One mother declared that children would only stop misbehaving when they had experienced the cane. To her, children would never learn if they were not punished for their misdeeds. This is only a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;short-term solution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between the ages of two and six, children learn through their &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;senses and through physical activities. &lt;/span&gt;They &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;imitate adult behaviour&lt;/span&gt; but they are limited by their lack of experience and maturity. They will make mistakes before they get it right. They get frustrated easily because they want to do everything at the same time. Knowing this, adults should have reasonable expectations of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The magic to making it good with children at this age is to understand their developmental needs. Children do not automatically know what is right or wrong. They need parents to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;lovingly&lt;/span&gt; guide them with words of encouragement. Parents need to make an effort to take up their responsibility to teach and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NOT &lt;/span&gt;to punish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If parents look for faults in children, this can lead to more behavioural problems. Children need to be accepted for their strengths and weaknesses. They will be more willing to work harder when they feel loved and secure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a step back and let children learn to control their behaviour as much as possible. When we correct our children all the time, we do not trust them to learn to do the right things for themselves. Many parents see discipline as an opportunity to release tension or take revenge. Children are often &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;confused &lt;/span&gt;by their parents’ actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is hard for the child to feel loved when he is spanked and yelled at. Parents who act harshly usually end up feeling estranged from their children because they feel guilty and ashamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A parent may tell his child: “I punish you because I love you. It is for your own good.” If this came from the mouth of an abusive spouse, we would condemn it without hesitation, calling it spousal abuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When parents teach children with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;, they tend to use the right words and actions. This is more likely to last and the parent-child bond is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;stronger&lt;/span&gt;. In many families, children learn quickly how to avoid punishment, but they do not really know the right thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents would threaten their children for misbehaving by saying: “Don’t let me catch you doing this again or I will give you a good one.” This approach only makes the child stay away from his parents so that he does not get punished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An angry parent can choose to move away so that she can calm down before facing the child. This way, the parent will not lose face; instead she will be setting a positive example. It is always helpful to think before acting. Parents can impress on their children their positive values when they choose to use non-punitive ways. More is gained when there is less hurting in children’s lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;..................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this very good article from &lt;a href="http://parenthots.com/features/Spare-the-cane.aspx"&gt;thestar newspaper&lt;/a&gt; about parenting. How many of your did not get cane/hit by your parents when you were small? How many of you did not get yell at from your parents when you were small? And even till now, there are still teenagers and young adults who are 18 years and older still getting yell at from the parents. Is this the right way to teach children?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my experience, my parents cane, hit, yell at me for my own good. When I was small, i was a very naughty guy until today, i'm still a naughty guy. So when i done anything wrong when i was small such as telling lies, didn't do school's homework, or when i beat my brother, my parents will cane, beat or yell at me. And when my little brother was between 5 to 10 years old, when he ever do wrong thing then I would give him a real spanking/yelling because I was just practising what I've learn from my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now as a grow up adult, I really condemn those parents who use spanking as their tool to discipline their children. I step out to be different to make fellow youngsters realise that spanking is not the tool to discipline children, and we have other alternative to discipline children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When child is doing a wrong thing, many parents makes mistakes by punishing them; like cane, spank, and yell at them, and they are not disciplining the child. As a child who got punishment, they will not feel love from parents nor will they avoid their parents more often just to avoid getting punish by parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my dear youngsters and parents, think twice before you ever spank your children.&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/28021445-72287694888366424?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/72287694888366424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=72287694888366424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/72287694888366424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/72287694888366424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2009/06/spare-cane.html' title='Spare The Cane'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-6033437348359894421</id><published>2009-05-30T20:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T22:14:40.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoo Negara</title><content type='html'>I've been keep telling Alice that one day I would like to bring her to our National Zoo. From time to time, she will keep asking me when will it be the time we'll go to the National Zoo as she haven't been there before. She's also interested in seeing animals. We love animals but so far I haven't really get the right person to accompany me to see and talk about things which I likes. Since she's interested in seeing animals too, animal is one of our favourite topic to talk and also keep planning on the National Zoo trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had been so excited on the eve night and can't wait for the day where I'll be taking her to the National Zoo. I am excited too because I'm really animal freak and as those who know me well, you know i like exotic animal and mamals too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have a good day spend together with her in the National Zoo. We manage to catch the multi-animal show too. But the multi-animal show only showed the sea lion performance and don't have any other animal doing performance. I was quite disappointed for not being able to see some animal; like fox, king cobra and penguin. I like the trip and enjoy the trip very much. I hope to pay a visit to other Zoo in Malaysia on other time like Taiping Zoo. I really enjoy so much there for being able to see animal in the National Zoo and enjoy my company so much to company me there and to enjoy it together. We both really enjoy the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our next trip will be the deer park and the bird park in K.L. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SiE9HTLCXPI/AAAAAAAAB0U/pb-zwihBsiE/s1600-h/P5230126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341617828653063410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SiE9HTLCXPI/AAAAAAAAB0U/pb-zwihBsiE/s320/P5230126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The leopard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SiE9HZbnLOI/AAAAAAAAB0M/sES_soJZkJY/s1600-h/P5230120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341617830333197538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SiE9HZbnLOI/AAAAAAAAB0M/sES_soJZkJY/s320/P5230120.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SiE9HBatGZI/AAAAAAAAB0E/XxfDsyEGMOA/s1600-h/P5230104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341617823886940562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SiE9HBatGZI/AAAAAAAAB0E/XxfDsyEGMOA/s320/P5230104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is one of the nicest scene i saw.&lt;br /&gt;Did u saw the girrafe kissing the small one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SiE9GwvqtNI/AAAAAAAABz8/GWimCZDz1rc/s1600-h/P5230071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341617819411461330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SiE9GwvqtNI/AAAAAAAABz8/GWimCZDz1rc/s320/P5230071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nice viper. One of the most poisonous snake in world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SiE9GynhISI/AAAAAAAABz0/j74iW8FMadk/s1600-h/P5230046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341617819914150178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SiE9GynhISI/AAAAAAAABz0/j74iW8FMadk/s320/P5230046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Flying Fox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SiE8nxffG5I/AAAAAAAABzs/rpmtnPmS7Lg/s1600-h/P5230037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341617287036083090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SiE8nxffG5I/AAAAAAAABzs/rpmtnPmS7Lg/s320/P5230037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The cute hippo sponsored by TV3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SiE8n1AdeMI/AAAAAAAABzk/19HmgZ-IzLI/s1600-h/P5230021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341617287979694274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SiE8n1AdeMI/AAAAAAAABzk/19HmgZ-IzLI/s320/P5230021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The sea lion performance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did you know sea lion can jump as high as 9 feet from the water level?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SiE8nkTxzsI/AAAAAAAABzc/aSmA77BEJ50/s1600-h/DSC00276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341617283497316034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SiE8nkTxzsI/AAAAAAAABzc/aSmA77BEJ50/s320/DSC00276.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This suprised me. I thought our National Zoo wouldn't have this one but it turn our to be suprise. Coz it's a pig... But it's a wild boar. In malay we call it a forest/jungle pig. (Babi Hutan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SiE8nQr2PGI/AAAAAAAABzU/sMjO1xYc7H4/s1600-h/DSC00270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341617278229560418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SiE8nQr2PGI/AAAAAAAABzU/sMjO1xYc7H4/s320/DSC00270.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Crying cow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SiE8nT-6GNI/AAAAAAAABzM/8ZMdpqnBies/s1600-h/DSC00264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341617279114811602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SiE8nT-6GNI/AAAAAAAABzM/8ZMdpqnBies/s320/DSC00264.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm not sure what bird is this but it's really big. It's as tall as about 4feet to 4 and half feet.&lt;br /&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SiE7bHdMlQI/AAAAAAAABzE/5quqgoi5wss/s1600-h/DSC00263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341615970082133250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SiE7bHdMlQI/AAAAAAAABzE/5quqgoi5wss/s320/DSC00263.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Malaysia National Zoo we have Kangaroo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SiE7a8PswFI/AAAAAAAABy8/NZh-Xn7GE2g/s1600-h/DSC00260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341615967072731218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SiE7a8PswFI/AAAAAAAABy8/NZh-Xn7GE2g/s320/DSC00260.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alice and the swan. Nice pic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SiE7apaysqI/AAAAAAAABy0/if5Vk2XcD8I/s1600-h/DSC00259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341615962018984610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SiE7apaysqI/AAAAAAAABy0/if5Vk2XcD8I/s320/DSC00259.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and the bangau. I forgotten what it call in english&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SiE7aVpucRI/AAAAAAAABys/lFcEerCCoM4/s1600-h/DSC00258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341615956712911122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SiE7aVpucRI/AAAAAAAABys/lFcEerCCoM4/s320/DSC00258.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alice and the Bangau. You realise at the back one of the bangau open it's wings?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nice pic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SiE7aXDwGgI/AAAAAAAAByk/oEcfOc60lhI/s1600-h/DSC00256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341615957090507266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SiE7aXDwGgI/AAAAAAAAByk/oEcfOc60lhI/s320/DSC00256.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Elephant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I will plan for my next trip to the deer park and bird park. Feel free to join me. =)&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/28021445-6033437348359894421?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/6033437348359894421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=6033437348359894421&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/6033437348359894421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/6033437348359894421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2009/05/zoo-negara.html' title='Zoo Negara'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SiE9HTLCXPI/AAAAAAAAB0U/pb-zwihBsiE/s72-c/P5230126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-5688695119143104818</id><published>2009-05-16T15:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T15:32:32.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>English Can Be Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Spotted in a toilet of a London office: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOILET OUT OF ORDER. PLEASE USE FLOOR BELOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In a London Laundromat:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUTOMATIC WASHING MACHINES:&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE REMOVE ALL YOUR CLOTHES WHEN THE LIGHT GOES OUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Outside a London second-hand shop: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE EXCHANGE ANYTHING - BICYCLES, WASHING MACHINES, ETC.WHY NOT BRING YOUR WIFE ALONG AND GET A WONDERFUL BARGAIN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Spotted in a safari park: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELEPHANTS PLEASE STAY IN YOUR CAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seen during a London conference:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR ANYONE WHO HAS CHILDREN AND DOESN’T KNOW IT,&lt;br /&gt;THERE IS A DAY CARE ON THE 1ST FLOOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Notice in a field: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE FARMER ALLOWS WALKERS TO CROSS THE FIELD FOR FREE,&lt;br /&gt;BUT THE BULL CHARGES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On a repair shop door: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE CAN REPAIR ANYTHING&lt;br /&gt;(PLEASE KNOCK HARD ON THE DOOR,&lt;br /&gt;THE BELL DOESN’T WORK)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People in other countries sometimes go out of their way to communicate with their English-speaking tourists. Here is a list of signs seen around the world :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;At a Budapest zoo: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE DO NOT FEED THE ANIMALS.&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU HAVE ANY SUITABLE FOOD,&lt;br /&gt;GIVE IT TO THE GUARD ON DUTY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Doctors clinic, Rome :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPECIALIST IN WOMEN AND OTHER DISEASES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hotel, Acapulco :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE MANAGER HAS PERSONALLY&lt;br /&gt;PASSED ALL THE WATER SERVED HERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In a Nairobi restaurant:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUSTOMERS WHO FIND OUR&lt;br /&gt;WAITRESSES RUDE SHOULD WAIT&lt;br /&gt;AND SEE THE MANAGER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In a City restaurant: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OPEN SEVEN DAYS A WEEK,&lt;br /&gt;AND WEEKENDS TOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In a Calcutta Coffee House:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEOPLE DISCARDING CIGARETTE&lt;br /&gt;STUBS IN CUPS WILL BE SERVED&lt;br /&gt;COFFEE IN ASH TRAYS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-5688695119143104818?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/5688695119143104818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=5688695119143104818&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/5688695119143104818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/5688695119143104818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2009/05/english-can-be-fun.html' title='English Can Be Fun'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-332503369457030044</id><published>2009-05-16T12:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T13:26:32.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can A "Toad" Sing Well?</title><content type='html'>I was quite emo for this few weeks due to some personal reason. The biggest problem with me is hardly i can easily trust people nowadays. I have to learn to trust people around me. I'm really suffering weeks after weeks meeting with people everyday and not trusting them. I have to learn to trust people to make my life easier. I have to start making more friends and start my influence people around me to do the right thing. I have to start learning not only to have good friends but to have best friend/s around me. I just need some quiet time to heal myself. I just need my own quiet time to meditate the word of God and to practice the word of God and start telling the world how great is my God, and SOON it's He's gonna be your God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to do this morning, and i view through one of blog in my friends' list. I saw the same old post and i didn't bother to read the day i saw the post. I not sure why today i went read the old post and i went search on youtube about this Britain's Got Talent thingy. It really shock me when i hear her voice singing. This woman is 47 years old and her face wasn't really that pretty. Susan had  been taking care of her sick mom who just passed away last year. She didn't get a chance to show the world about herself and now she got up stage to shock the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think God is fair enough to create such person like her. Her face wasn't pretty at all, and the audience are looking down on her when she started to speak. You can see some audience was keep shaking their head for another nonsense fellow coming up stage. And majority of them look down and make fun of her when she talk. Even you can see the judges' faces was like "arg!!! another nonsense turning up stage to perform." When the critics Simon Cowell asked her some question, and the way this woman answer is like how a clown talks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she show sign to the backstage people who controlling the PA system to start the music, everyone was stunned and shocked by her voice. She have a beautiful voice of angel. Some people even name her a toad at first and calling her angel when she started to sing. It's all God's great and best of the best job by creating people like this to teach human in world "Do not judge the book by its cover."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RxPZh4AnWyk"&gt;CLICK HERE &lt;/a&gt;for this youtube link to see the video of Susan sings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See God's work and his great job. And now, How Great Is Our God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How Great Is Our God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERSE(1):&lt;br /&gt;The splendor of a King,&lt;br /&gt;Clothed in majesty&lt;br /&gt;Let all the earth rejoice,&lt;br /&gt;All the earth rejoice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wraps himself in light,&lt;br /&gt;And darkness tries to hide&lt;br /&gt;And trembles at his voice,&lt;br /&gt;And trembles at his voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS(1):&lt;br /&gt;How great is our God,&lt;br /&gt;sing with me&lt;br /&gt;How great is our God,&lt;br /&gt;and all will see How great,&lt;br /&gt;How great&lt;br /&gt;Is our God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERSE(2):&lt;br /&gt;Age to age he stands&lt;br /&gt;And time is in His Hands&lt;br /&gt;Beginning and the End,&lt;br /&gt;Beginning and the End&lt;br /&gt;The Godhead, Three in one&lt;br /&gt;Father, Spirit, Son&lt;br /&gt;The Lion and the Lamb,&lt;br /&gt;The Lion and the Lamb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS(1):&lt;br /&gt;How great is our God,&lt;br /&gt;sing with me&lt;br /&gt;How great is our God,&lt;br /&gt;and all will see&lt;br /&gt;How great, How great&lt;br /&gt;Is our God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS(2)&lt;br /&gt;Name above all names&lt;br /&gt;You are Worthy of all praise&lt;br /&gt;and My heart will sing how great&lt;br /&gt;Is our God&lt;br /&gt;(x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS(1):&lt;br /&gt;How great is our God,&lt;br /&gt;Sing with me&lt;br /&gt;How great is our God,&lt;br /&gt;and all will see&lt;br /&gt;How great, How great&lt;br /&gt;Is our God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS(1):&lt;br /&gt;How great is our God,&lt;br /&gt;Sing with me&lt;br /&gt;How great is our God,&lt;br /&gt;and all will see How great,&lt;br /&gt;How greatIs our God&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-332503369457030044?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/332503369457030044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=332503369457030044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/332503369457030044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/332503369457030044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2009/05/can-toad-sing-well.html' title='Can A &quot;Toad&quot; Sing Well?'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-5316765926999598756</id><published>2009-04-29T19:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T20:55:22.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust Between Young Couples</title><content type='html'>For ages i didn't share about lesson in life that i've learnt. For my blog's new reader, you can view my past posts that i used to share about life as a christian and also family's life. I've stopped sharing for such long time due to busyness in my life that i have to deal with assignments and some other part-time job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i want to share about couples that just started dating. As i see in many young couples, the first 6 months is a honeymoon months. After the first 6 months, usually young couples will face a small tiny arguements with each other dissatisfying with each other's thoughts and wants. After the 12 months of being together, bigger arguement will take place; such as getting boring with each other, complaining the partner's behavior has changed, demanding the partner especially demanding for the guy to buy flowers and ring or expensive presents or gifts in special occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, think about it whether what i've mention above is true or not. Why do couples always in peace in the first 6 months they together and the real war starts after 12 months? Let me share with you my experience as i observed all this while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serious arguements or "real war" happen after the 12 months period because they started their relationship without knowing each other well. They take the first 12 months in their relationship to talk to each other more often and to know each other better. After the 12 months period, they already know each other in and out, and started to don't like each others'  "real" character and behavior. Other than characteristic and behavior of each other, one of the most important tools that they started to ignore in each other is the word TRUST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, the question now is 'How can you gain your partner's trust in the relationship?' There are people keep complaining that their partner don't trust them. The partner being suspicious everything he/she is doing. The partner keep checking in and out about him/her. How can we as young couples repair the &lt;em&gt;trust&lt;/em&gt; in our relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, you have to ask yourself that 'What you had done to gain your partner's trust?' Had you just gain your partner's trust by telling your partner where are you going and who you gonna mix with and how good or how bad is your friends and that you don't mix with bad ones? If you had done that, I'll advice you to start repair your relationship now before it has holes in the ship. Of course not everything can gain by just open your mouth and talk! You have to do something to gain your partner's trust...! I have 2 important tools to gain your partner's trust; bring your partner out wherever you go and to pray together occassionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many will argue that affirming your partner that you love him/her will gain the trust. But as i said, you can't gain trust just by doing your talking. My advice is that, if you tell your partner that you only mix with good friends and ignore the bad ones, then bring your partner go when you have any events; whether it's with your friends, collegues, classmates, or whoever you're meeting with. Bring your partner there not to show to your friends that you have partner, instead show your partner that you have such wonderful friends around you that your partner can trust. This will give him/her a bigger affirmation that you really love him/her and that you have great friends around you that taking good care of you, and that your partner no need to worry that you will mix with wrong company. From this point, then your partner will put a stronger trust on you. This is one of the major problems that young couples facing and that they do not understand about this problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, have each other's quiet time to pray together occassionally. Pray for the blessings in your relationship. After each prayer, you will feel both you a step closer and take a step to trust each other more. After prayer, both can have a talk about the relationship, and that any holes that needed to be repair in relationship. Have a good and smooth talk together to discuss any problems that you both faces in the relationship. This will get a chance to be closer and affirming each other about the love for one another. And this too will gain more trust on each other. The quiet time to spend with each other is very, very important in relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, i would like to wish all my blog reader all the best in each other's relationship and also in family life. Hope that my advice can help you very much in repairing your ship. Always remember that gaining trust is as simple as ABC in just bringing your partner wherever you go and have a quiet time together to pray and discuss about the problems in relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to share more about family life in time to comes. Feel free to comment and to give your opinion about my posts. All the best in Family Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-5316765926999598756?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/5316765926999598756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=5316765926999598756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/5316765926999598756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/5316765926999598756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2009/04/trust-between-young-couples.html' title='Trust Between Young Couples'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-4662379569977633891</id><published>2009-04-25T14:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T14:47:44.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Students' Politic</title><content type='html'>It's been ages i didn't update my blog. Has been many things happen in my life since my last blog post. I've been crazy for the president of student council post in college. Indirectly, i started to campaign for getting people to vote for me as the president in the coming election. I enjoy doing campaigning stuff, at the same time making lots lots of new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I come up wit a decision, that I'm not contesting for the Student Council post. After so many things happen especially this 2 months, it let me get a clearer view on this college that the dirty games that they are playing. It let me get a clearer view on how dirty they can play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that point, i was thinking that i will fight to the end. If doesn't mind if they play dirty game, as long as i'm a clean one. I am here to fight for students' right. I thought i will continue fighting for the post, but unfortunately, something makes me thinking of stop contest for the post. It's not worth after all. Whether or not i am a student council, people will still know whether you're good or bad guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My objective to be a student council is to fight for students' right. There are too many things in college, students are afraid of lecturers, head of department, and also the management. I am here to prove to all students to have their guts to fight for themselves. If they are afraid that it will affect their status in this college, i will represent the students to fight for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, who cares whether I am a student council or not. If i'm really a reliable person that can help the students, they will still come to ask for helps no matter i'm student council or not. Anyway, what is so great of being a student council? It is to represent the students of the college/university. But if you're playing dirty games and berpakat-pakat with the management, which ground do the student of the college stand on? Who will fight for their rights?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'm going to help the management and the current student council to conduct the election. But, i'm not going to get involve with the future student council. Anyway, always bear in mind that if the future council need any help from me, i will do my best to help if they're in the right position. And i'm still here to help all students of this college. I'm being sent here to help students, so I will still helping regardless who am I or what position I'm holding in the college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just bear in mind that one advice from me... Don't ever play politic with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-4662379569977633891?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/4662379569977633891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=4662379569977633891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/4662379569977633891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/4662379569977633891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2009/04/students-politic.html' title='Students&apos; Politic'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-4370119609304350942</id><published>2009-03-29T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:03:12.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A'Famosa Family Trip</title><content type='html'>Did i just mention in previous post that i'm actually working with an &lt;a href="http://www.atapatwork.com/"&gt;event management &lt;/a&gt;company? Had been busy since after my final. Opps.. I mean i had been busy all this while. Since when i'll be free? Any time my friends who called me to call me out for a tea, for sure i'll tell them that i'm busy. Haha~ I'm still trying to make myself free for friends who calling me out for a tea. But as you know, since when will i keep myself sitting down quietly? That is totally not me if i ever free for anytime you call me. So make appointment with me. Haha~ Don't worry, very soon i gonna appoint a Personal Assistant to help me keying in and organising all my appointment and meeting dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after 3 weeks of working in the event management company, i went to A'Famosa for a trip with my family from 27th March to 28th March. Earlier, i was planning to go up Melaka there to meet with my god family. I really miss them so much. On thursday during working time, i was still thinking of going up melaka to meet with them. But something make me to decide that i should spend more time with family as my family are more important. Anytime i like i can go up Melaka to visit my god family. So i've decided to just stay with my family and spend time with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually nothing much to write for the A'Famosa trip. As usual, the young people like me will prefer to go out to play, and play, and play. Wherelse the older people like my parents will prefer to stay in the resort to rest. As they've been working so hard during the weekdays, and of course they will prefer to rest whenever they have the chance to rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On friday, we were planning to go into the cowboy town for a walk, but they charge the entrance fee for RM30 per person. Basically, cowboy town it's just like a mini market + bar and restaurant for people to shop and shop and drink and drink. Nothing much inside. They have some entertainment show and some mini fun fair inside which also will cost money, so for what they charge the entrance fee? If ever you go into the cowboy town, probably you would spend up to RM100 per person include the entrance fee. So we didnt go in, and we decided to go Tampin for a walk and have dinner with my uncle who stay in Tampin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On saturday morning, we woke up and prepare and pack-up everything, then we went to the wetworld and the safari animal park. My cousin sis and the family went into the wetworld, wherelse me and my younger bro went into the safari. I enjoy myself very much seeing and touching those animals. I finish exploring the whole safari except didn't get the chance to go on the truck to see the wild animals. I only manage to see those tame animal as i can touch and play with them, like &lt;span &gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span &gt;iger&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and lion. Of course not... I mean rabbit, sheep, horse, ponny, donkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it's quite a fun day. Nothing much to write actually.. Chaoz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-4370119609304350942?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/4370119609304350942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=4370119609304350942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/4370119609304350942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/4370119609304350942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2009/03/afamosa-family-trip.html' title='A&apos;Famosa Family Trip'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-7923399842172100844</id><published>2009-03-15T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T21:04:34.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>George Carlin - Something Good to share with</title><content type='html'>This is a master piece.  &lt;br /&gt;If you have not read it take the time to read it now.  &lt;br /&gt;If you have read it take time to read it again! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;GEORGE CARLIN (He recently died) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it amazing that George Carlin - comedian of the 70's and 80's - could write something so very eloquent...and so very appropriate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A Message by George Carlin:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways , but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Remember; spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Remember, to say, 'I love you' to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;AND ALWAYS REMEMBER: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;~George Carlin~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-7923399842172100844?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/7923399842172100844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=7923399842172100844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/7923399842172100844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/7923399842172100844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='George Carlin - Something Good to share with'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-779708137406487879</id><published>2009-03-12T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T22:21:38.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update After Final Examination!</title><content type='html'>Huh! Just after my final examination yesterday. This semester is my short semester. With just a day dream and now my short semester is over. I'm having 3 weeks holiday now, but i'm currently working as a part-timer in an &lt;a href="http://www.atapatwork.com/"&gt;Event Management Company&lt;/a&gt;. Last week was a tired week because i didn't really prepare myself for all my exams and i was so kan ciong for it; can't really sleep well, last minutes revision, and last touch-up for my assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i really don't know why i'm lying on my bed for hours and yet my eyes are open big. My mind wasn't really thinking of anything; my mind always black and shut off when comes to sleeping hours. I still can read story books or any other reading materials that make my mind relax. I will not study during sleeping hours anymore. But most night my mind really was empty and i can't really go into deep sleep. Mayb it's insomnia or watever symptoms, i don't really care. Now, i'm back to a normal sleeping mode. So mayb it's stress because of exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last minutes revision help me very very much. I'd failed my math for so many times and now finally i'm aiming for quite a high score for it. I hope i get what i'm targeting for. I really work hard for it. I just don't like math. Next semester i have to take another math subject which is statistic. Sigh!!! Wish me the best for it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did my assignments last minutes, but still i get quite a high mark for it. Oh well, mayb it's because of my good PR that i can influence people easily. Many people will not be happy of my good PR skills because they just don't hav such good PR skills like me. It's just jealousy. However, i have my level of doing good PR to fellow lecturers. I will not go overboard and to influence them to give me a high marks. I have to be fair to other students as well. I can be good to fellow lecturers but i'm just trying to be friends to more adults as my aim of my life is to know more things about family and parenting. I will complete my task before i ever leave this world and i gonna make history in this world to make fellow parents and children realise the importance of parenting and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm going to Japanese Shougun Restaurant for Japanese buffet next wednesday. Hahaha!! I hope i will remind myself to catch more pictures and post it up in facebook. Contact me anytime to make appointment if wanna meet up. Let's party for food, food, and more food. Live to Eat. Hahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah... I gonna go up to Melaka on 27th &amp;amp; 28th Mac 2009. I hope i will have chance to meet with my fellow extended family in Melaka. Miss you guys...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-779708137406487879?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/779708137406487879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=779708137406487879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/779708137406487879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/779708137406487879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2009/03/update-after-final-examination.html' title='Update After Final Examination!'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-2551108864073760140</id><published>2009-03-01T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T23:01:15.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Research Paper - Corporal Punishment</title><content type='html'>I just done finished a research paper for my english paper ENL 1002. I done it quite badly, but at least i finished doing it and hand it up just on time. I don't know what to write for it as it's my first time doing research paper. Well, at least i have experience of doing it now. I guess i can do it better in future. Much much better..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My title is corporal punishment. Although I did it badly, I still disagree with corporal punishment. It's still widely use at home and school now. Corporal punishment is basically about punishing a person in order to discipline that person to change his/her behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents and teacher are still spanking the children nowadays. But do you think they will learn from the spanking? Although if you ever beat them to near death, do you think they will learn? Yes.. They will scared of you but they will never learn from the mistake. The child will do the same mistake or wrong doing again but they will think of whatsoever solution to avoid getting spank from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't we use other methods to discipline the child? Is spanking child the only method to make them discipline? We do have other solution... Talk to them properly, educate them with words, as a parents should set an example for them to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you spank them, don't you think one day they will spank you back or treat you the same way how you treat them when they were young? C'mon world.. Change We Need...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna write till here. But whatsoever i wrote here today, think about it. Do corporal punishment is still practical to educate today's child? Think about it... When you become a parents, then at least you learn something here today and you will educate your child properly...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-2551108864073760140?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/2551108864073760140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=2551108864073760140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/2551108864073760140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/2551108864073760140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2009/03/research-paper-corporal-punishment.html' title='Research Paper - Corporal Punishment'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-3490909420041616660</id><published>2009-02-21T11:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T11:32:17.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Said Also Don't Listen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SZ90j5nEPyI/AAAAAAAAByc/kFle2NABSMU/s1600-h/image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 325px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 278px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305087046174654242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SZ90j5nEPyI/AAAAAAAAByc/kFle2NABSMU/s320/image001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a very good note of this which I think it refers to most of the people nowadays on how they react. I totally agree on this notes on the how the people nowadays are. And that's why I said in the &lt;a href="http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2009/02/tai-chi-and-dancing-student-politics.html"&gt;previous post&lt;/a&gt; that "Change We Need" in the world now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Said Also Don't Listen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Listen Also Don't Understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not Understand Also Don't Ask&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ask Also Don't Do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do Also Do Wrong Wrong Also Don't Admit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Admit Also Don't Correct&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Correct Also Not Happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not Happy Also Don't Say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-3490909420041616660?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/3490909420041616660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=3490909420041616660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/3490909420041616660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/3490909420041616660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2009/02/said-also-dont-listen.html' title='Said Also Don&apos;t Listen'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SZ90j5nEPyI/AAAAAAAAByc/kFle2NABSMU/s72-c/image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-2015880092680664185</id><published>2009-02-20T21:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T22:03:47.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stalkers</title><content type='html'>I hate to write this but I know that you guys are reading my blog from time to time, or should I say you guys reading my blog everytime I updated my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;PLEASE!!! Don't go click follow my blog. For what you wanna follow my blog? It's like stalking me. I already put my blog to be view by ANYONE. Read it when u feel free to read. Don't follow my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well!!! I know it's your freedom to follow. Think it on your own, I only voice out my opinion on I don't like people to follow. If you think that it's your freedom to follow my blog, then continue doing it. I might continue to blog about stalkers when I'm free. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My advice is please click it off. I don't hate you but I just don't like you doing that. Very kind of me saying please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 523px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 337px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304879409525047522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SZ63t20GQOI/AAAAAAAAByU/40X0sez4j3c/s320/New+Picture.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-2015880092680664185?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/2015880092680664185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=2015880092680664185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/2015880092680664185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/2015880092680664185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2009/02/stalkers.html' title='Stalkers'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SZ63t20GQOI/AAAAAAAAByU/40X0sez4j3c/s72-c/New+Picture.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-7697466040706292182</id><published>2009-02-20T21:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T21:36:13.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Student's Tai-Chi and Dancing Politics</title><content type='html'>Many things are on my mind due to many things has happen on me recently. Witnessing people playing tai-chi and playing dance around. Tired of playing tai-chi; pushing here and there. I'm really, really tired of it but still i need to plan my strategy to fight for students in college, at same time i fight for myself too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i enter this college, out of sudden, i have the spirit of entering into Student Council and i told myself not to play tai-chi and dancing around. I wanted to fight for the students in the college. I see the international students there have no spirit of entering college at all; they mind their own business and don't even care what is happening in college. And what I aiming for is a true friendship companion between local and international.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, a lot of students are complaining to each other about mangement, students council, clubs and societies, etc.. These are all consider gossiping. Why should we gossip? Why don't we go direct to management to complain about whatever you wanna complain? If you not gonna do it, I will do it. Come to me and I will fight for all of you. I will listen to your complains and I will fight all the way up to management, and wait for them to respond to all those complains. If they still don't care about the complains, I will have other plans involving students until the management do something about those complains. I WILL DO IT and I MEANT IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I have the aim to enter student council also is to get experience of dealing with young adults and adults. It will give me a preparation before going into the working field. I can't do this when I was in MMU because i was facing difficulty in my studies. And now, since i can maintain my study, I will go all way out to fight for myself and fellow students in the college. I wanna show the adults that 'don't treat us as a small little kid'. I'll make you down if you treat us like a small kid. We're all already in college and we're consider as a young adult. Give us our freedom of speech. Try to ignore me and I will make you famous in the whole college and also famous in the country. Don't try me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really pissed at adults who are still treating me like a small kid. If you treat me like a small kid, I'll come prove to you that I'm the "small kid" that will do something out of your expectation. I'm enough of being ignored. I wanna make myself up. I wanna make myself well-known but not famous, to every students in college that I am the type of dare to die for you. Come to me and I'm not afraid of anything. Complain to me and i'll keep your name p&amp;amp;c and I'll fight for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I'm also really enough of students playing politicking around in clubs and societies. I gonna fight for the post again. Watch out for my plans. For sure I'll grab the post of 'Clubs &amp;amp; Societies' or if possible, i'll grab the 'President' post of student council. I'll make a difference. Year 2008/2009 is a year which full of making the difference. Difference I'll make with all my fellow friends will be beneficial for all of you. Watch my steps out!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just Change For Malaysia" - DAP, Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;"Change We Need" - Barrack Obama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That 2 themes keep me alive and keep me strong for the changes we need for now. We make changes now and the future generation will benefit it. Since the Pakatan Rakyat of Malaysia and Barrack Obama of America has made a change in their country, now, i'll make a change in the college. Although college is just a small thing, I want to make a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna stop playing politicking when the time is right. But I gonna tell you that very very soon I gonna stop playing politicking around. I need a proper work place and people to work with. I gonna make it as the history of the college. I'll make people remember me for who I am. I'll make people remember me as for all things which I'm doing is not going to put a credit to me, but HIM. HE is the One who behind me all this while to keep me going on and to fight till the end for changes we need. Put all glory to Him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-7697466040706292182?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/7697466040706292182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=7697466040706292182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/7697466040706292182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/7697466040706292182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2009/02/tai-chi-and-dancing-student-politics.html' title='Student&apos;s Tai-Chi and Dancing Politics'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-8599024584723560878</id><published>2009-02-18T21:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T22:05:03.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>title-less</title><content type='html'>Had been so long I didn't update my blog about my sharing, daily life, and update about myself. I don't know what should I update in my blog, yet i kept thinking i should update my blog to friends who are not with me now; i mean as in not mix with me often now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, pretty much thing has happen on me recently since after Chinese New Year. As I promised someone that I will step out of politics game with clubs and societies or whatever things, but this time i think i have to start planning my move again. May be i'll just starts to play a mild politics now. It's not because I want to start play it again, but it's to protect myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received personal attack on me this few weeks too. Not to mention here what kind of attack or any details of it. The attack is not very bad type. It's just a mild personal attack on me, and i'm fine.. don't worry. I realise too where someone pull me into the water to involve things which non of my business at all. I have to start planning my chess strategy to put a stop to all this personal attack for my own good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not afraid of people who want to play politic game on me at all. It's just a student politics, and how far can you play? I'll come up in this few weeks to defend myself to the end to show you I'm not afraid of anyone except God. I'm really enough of politicking around since i'm doing my job for everyone's good. I'm doing something which can benefit everyone. I will make a stand on my own. If you have your power to against me, I have my God's power to support me. I'm not afraid of anyone because I know for anything you name it, my God is bigger than you. I put all unto Him to guide me in this. As an influencer, wherever i go, i am still an influencer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-8599024584723560878?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/8599024584723560878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=8599024584723560878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/8599024584723560878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/8599024584723560878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2009/02/title-less.html' title='title-less'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-5572564514374961827</id><published>2009-02-14T11:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T12:23:47.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine Day Special???</title><content type='html'>Today is Valentine Day. But come to think of it, anything special about valentine day? I used to think that Valentine Day is  a very special day for spending time with your love ones. Someone once said to me, "a couple that didn't celebrating valentine, it is like they are not loving each other enough". I used to agree to such statement, but now, not anymore. As i've grow older, explore more about how to spell 'W-O-R-L-D", understand more about the worldliness and more, then i comes to understand about love and relationship. Sometimes, in love and relationship will still back to the demand and supply curve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people asked me, "How you gonna celebrate your Valentine Day?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how i answered them? I said, "Valentine?? Yesterday, today and tomorrow is also Valentine Day for me. As long as I am spending time with my love ones, that is Valentine Day for me." There is no need a special day for you to celebrate your Valentine Day. To celebrate Valentine Day on 14th February every year, it's just another day of wasting double of your money. If you think that you have too much money to waste on, you can keep it with me and it might turn out to be 1% to 3% of interest in return. Why should you wasting your money on that bloody day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was once been blame on not buying roses for my girlfriend, and i said those roses are expensive, and we ended up in arguement. It's a dream of every girl to receive flowers from the boyfriend. For me, I rather save the money up for a makan-makan or something like that. I'm too realistic... I kept thinking of saving money and spend on a more enjoyable and worthable things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Valentine, I spent my time at home doing my research paper for my english subject, online, playing games, facebooking, and finding books to support my idea in my research paper. I don't even go out with my girlfriend to treat her a good meal, flowers, movie, etc. It is because we already have a nice talk on what we gonna do on Valentine Day. She understand me very much on what I want. I make her understand as well that relationship is not everything in world. We still have a lot more time to spend together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this very different experience on celebrating this Valentine Day. I feel that this Valentine for me is very very different from my past and indeed, it is my most happy Valentine I ever had. It's full of tolerating, faithfulness, loving, kindness, understanding, and most importantly, the relationship that full of blessing. Love this Valentine so much...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-5572564514374961827?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/5572564514374961827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=5572564514374961827&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/5572564514374961827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/5572564514374961827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentine-day-special.html' title='Valentine Day Special???'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-1859662912483363517</id><published>2009-01-23T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T23:00:50.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boss and His BMW</title><content type='html'>Boss walked into the office one morning not knowing that his zipper was down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His secretary walked up to him and asked, "Boss this morning when you left your house, did you close your gate?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boss was not smart enough to understand, so he went back into his office looking a bit puzzled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he was about done with his paper work, he suddenly noticed that his Zipper was not zipped up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He zipped up and remembering what his secretary had told him, then boss finally understood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then intentionally went out to ask for a cup of coffee from his secretary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he reached her desk, He said, "When you saw the gate open did you see my BMW parked in there?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The secretary smiled for a moment and said, "No, Boss I didn't. All I saw was a Kancil 600 with 2 flat tyre."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boss went back to his office mumering... kan ni nau bu......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-1859662912483363517?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/1859662912483363517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=1859662912483363517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/1859662912483363517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/1859662912483363517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2009/01/boss-and-his-bmw.html' title='Boss and His BMW'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-3305662353601736663</id><published>2009-01-18T11:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T21:21:24.050+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politic Comments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politic'/><title type='text'>Landslide in K. Terengganu</title><content type='html'>Naib Presiden Umno, Datuk Seri Mohd Ali Rustam 'diboo' oleh penyokong parti pembangkang apabila tiba di pusat mengundi di Sekolah Kebangsaan Wakaf Mempelam pada kira-kira jam 11.30 pagi tadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini menyebabkan beliau - yang juga ketua Menteri Melaka - tidak dapat menghampiri pintu utama pusat mengundi sekolah kebangsaan tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mengulas mengenai kejadian itu, Mohd Ali berkata beliau kecewa dengan tindakan penyokong pembangkang yang terlalu ramai berkumpul di kawasan pusat pengundi sekolah berkenaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Saya mendapat tahu mereka bukan orang tempatan. Sebaliknya adalah penyokong luar. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Saya rasa SPR perlu mengambil tindakan untuk mengurangkan jumlah penyokong parti di kawasan tempat mengundi untuk memberi keselesaan kepada orang ramai menunaikan tanggungjawab (mengundi),” katanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;........................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This will be my OPEN LETTER to Ali Rustam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I took the news from &lt;a href="http://malaysiakini.com/news/96661"&gt;Malaysiakini&lt;/a&gt;. Don't you think Ali Rustam is just being childish by complaining the Pakatan Rakyat's supporter? If Ali Rustam complain about it's being ridiculous to allow Pakatan Rakyat's supporter from other state to come and give support in the by-election of KT, then don't he think he is outsider too?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Ali Rustam,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You are orang Melaka. Balik Melaka lah!!! Why you want to go KT to give your support since you are outsider in KT? You as a leader and outsider in KT, and you wanted to show your support in KT, then don't complain about Pakatan Rakyat's supporter from other state to come into KT to give their support. It's so childish of you to complain and make such statement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ali Rustam, you as a leader should show an example to the Pakatan Rakyat's supporter by not interfering in KT. Then you will have the right to complain whatever shit is it about Pakatan Rakyat. Educate your own UMNO members by not showing up in KT. I'm sure there are other state's or outsider in KT too to support BN. Educate yourself and your own people first before you ever make a complain about others. Childish leader...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*double boo to Ali Rustam*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Padan muka 'diboo' when you went to KT on Saturday morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*tripple boo for you*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-3305662353601736663?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/3305662353601736663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=3305662353601736663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/3305662353601736663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/3305662353601736663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2009/01/landslide-in-k-terengganu.html' title='Landslide in K. Terengganu'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-874511633544386039</id><published>2009-01-10T20:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T21:22:22.376+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Examination Result'/><title type='text'>1st Semester Result Out!!!</title><content type='html'>This few days I've been wondering whether would I fail any of my subjects in my 1st semester in HICT. Have sleepless night, thinking a lot, and day dream a lot. Have been making many phone calls to ask friends to check their result whether out already or not. I did not expected the result to be out so late. Until friday evening, I'm still making calls to friends to ask to confirm whether result has out or not. I thought may be they will faced technical error that make me can't check my result, but other people will have their result. That is what I'm afraid of those technical error that i will faced, so i keep calling my friends. Hehe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Saturday morning, i went to my aunt's house in Taman Eng Ann, Klang to have breakfast. My dad, mom, and elder brother went to post office to claim back the few hundreds ringgit Malaysia of the car thingy that government gave. So i went to my aunt's house there. Since no one is using the computer, i took the opportunity to use the computer to online. So i online and log in my facebook, and then, i log in my Student Information System.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually expected to fail my Intro to Business. Suprisingly, when i check it, I manage to pass all subjects. I am not really satisfy with my result, but overall, still consider ok lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intro to Economy - &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;B-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intro to Accounting - &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;B-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English 1 - &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intro to Business - &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;C+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;CGPA for this semester is 2.67&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289658762056906098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SWiknkdvNXI/AAAAAAAABw0/K65D16JXoNU/s320/New+Picture.bmp" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-874511633544386039?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/874511633544386039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=874511633544386039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/874511633544386039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/874511633544386039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2009/01/1st-semester-result-out.html' title='1st Semester Result Out!!!'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SWiknkdvNXI/AAAAAAAABw0/K65D16JXoNU/s72-c/New+Picture.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-7146882187801053454</id><published>2009-01-10T17:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T20:42:58.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kotak Hijau Day</title><content type='html'>On 7th January 2009, I had a very good day overall. A friend of mine ajak me to 'GreenBox' karaoke. I was thinking that I have a toad's voice, and for sure the windows of the GreenBox sure 'koyak' wan. Haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up early morning, asking my brother to fetch me to Andalas Mc. Donald's restaurant. From there i took bus to Aeon Jusco Bukit Tinggi. Took a walk, and we went to GreenBox. I not going to go very details there.. But I was so happy that I can hold a microphone and sing like a toad and yet i got praise for my toad voice. Someone said it was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just sang it like nobody's business. At last, i get someone to accompany me to hear my toad's voice and no complain about it. Haha~ So happy on the day. Singing like nobody's business yet not any word of complain or negative thing to put me down on my singing. This consider the 1st person that I ever had that don't complain about my singing voice. Before this, was my god-family member. Well, I don't consider that because I don't consider them as any outsider or friends. They are just my family members. But if counted friends, this is the first. Wow!! Amazing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really thank so much to have a partner like this to accompany me when I'm in ups and downs, and to go places i like, and also to play games or do activities i like to do. I remember once where I don't have a chance to go ice-skating. I remember once where someone said I am not qualify to judge since I myself can't sing well. I remember once when I met car accident, and i wanna find someone to talk to, and ended up I became a fool talking to myself on phone and that person on the other side of phone was watching tv and not bothering to listen whatever I've just said. I remember once where I was asking to choose between study or relationship. I remember once I was asked whether she is more important or my STPM examination is more important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, don't blame me for bringing up those past event to talk. I just want my blog reader to realise I'm those type of people who want someone to accompany me whenever I need them. It doesn't matter if you're my family members, girlfriend, friends, or anyone else. I just need someone to accompany me when I'm down. I can't get to satisfy those thing that I was provided. But I don't understand why I can satisfy with what I have now. May be I had run out from the category of 'typical chinese' which typical chinese will NEVER satisfy what they have. Even when they are having the BEST thing in their hand, they still will be complaining here and there. That is the typical chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really feel such big thank to those person that accompany to do all things i like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-7146882187801053454?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/7146882187801053454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=7146882187801053454&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/7146882187801053454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/7146882187801053454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2009/01/kotak-hijau-day.html' title='Kotak Hijau Day'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-7146260588636543982</id><published>2009-01-04T22:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T22:09:32.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freaking Boring!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BORING!!! BORING!!! BORING!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-7146260588636543982?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/7146260588636543982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=7146260588636543982&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/7146260588636543982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/7146260588636543982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2009/01/freaking-boring.html' title='Freaking Boring!!!'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-7941602053140589256</id><published>2009-01-03T22:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T22:43:08.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st January 2009 Outings with Aunt</title><content type='html'>On New Year 1st January of year 2009, I went pyramid with my aunt, bro and nephew. I didn't want to follow at first, but I know if I follow my aunt, I will get to eat yummy yummy food. I follow her out everytime, and everytime she brought us to go for those restaurant that I never go before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, we went to a japanese restaurant to eat. The restaurant name is call Shogun. It was fantastic. It's buffet style and the price is okok i think. On weekdays, the price is RM48.00 ++ and on Saturday, Sunday &amp;amp; Public Holiday, the price is 68.00 ++... It's open at 12.00pm everyday for lunch. I'm not sure what time for dinner. I went for the lunch one. Inside it has Japanese cuisine, French cuisine, Italian cuisine, and other country's cuisine too; that include shark fin soup. Sadly, I forgot to go taste the shark fin soup there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter it's weekdays or weekends, i think the price is reasonable because a big eater like me, I can sit down to eat until the owner of restaurant throw me out and restrict me for coming in the restaurant the next time. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's so yummy yummy... Here's some picture of the same food i ate and it's already worth RM50.00... I ate 10 pisces of raw oyster with lemon.. Yummy yummy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287076957922139410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SV94eykaHRI/AAAAAAAABws/XpW-5ZCDbz4/s320/P1010004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287076961403058658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SV94e_iUueI/AAAAAAAABwk/DGAopxJ2skw/s320/P1010003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287076958021420578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SV94ey8FBiI/AAAAAAAABwc/cQ_w4JYwkds/s320/P1010002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287076942553222466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SV94d5ULDUI/AAAAAAAABwU/8QGAQJqWaEg/s320/P1010001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-7941602053140589256?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/7941602053140589256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=7941602053140589256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/7941602053140589256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/7941602053140589256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2009/01/1st-january-2009-outings-with-aunt.html' title='1st January 2009 Outings with Aunt'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SV94eykaHRI/AAAAAAAABws/XpW-5ZCDbz4/s72-c/P1010004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-7765311031307623989</id><published>2009-01-03T13:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T18:26:46.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Person's Character Will Determine His Future</title><content type='html'>I realise that this few months, I've been keep talking about relationship and leadership a lot. I feel that this 2 are very important thing for one's future. If you don't have either of them, do you think you will have a bright future to live in peace? Well, for me, I don't think you will ever live in peace if you don't have a good relationship and good leadership.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some will say that it is not neccessary to have leadership in your life, because not everyone will want to be leader. But, if you don't have leadership, will you lead yourself successfully? If you don't have leadership, will you organize well of you punctuality in time? In working field, all what they want is time-management. If you don't have leadership, will you success in your own time management? Will you ever success in your working field?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some will say that to be a good leader, relationship is not really important. The relationship I'm talking here is the relationship about family, friends, customers, etc.. If you don't have a good relationship, will you success to be a leader? A good relationship here also mean that you must have a good communication and manner with those people i mentioned. When you communicate with your customer, are you going to talk to them sacarstically, rude, etc..?? If you behave in this manner, do you think that customer will ever come to you again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me what is the link of family relationship with leadership and working field and here's my answer. When you firstly come into working field, who will know who the heck are you? If not because of your family members telling their friends of what is your job and trying to advertise for you, who are you in the market? You as a business person, where you gonna get support from market? Do you think market nowadays will just simply go to a stranger to buy stuff? If you ever have a bad relationship in family, see and watch out how you gonna be success in your working field. Do you think you will? Think twice before answer me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be a leader is not an easy job. It is depends on your characteristic. Whether you're a good leader or not, people can judge you from the way you talk, behave, and act. People can read you through your body language. So, change yourself before people change your life by not supporting you. I will not say that i'm a successful or a good leader, but I'm still doing my best to be one. I'm not success to be a leader yet because I admit that I don't have a good relationship with family but I'm doing my best to repair the broken holes. I am going to prove to the world that I will be one. And in future, I am one successful leader.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-7765311031307623989?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/7765311031307623989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=7765311031307623989&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/7765311031307623989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/7765311031307623989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2009/01/persons-character-will-determine-his.html' title='A Person&apos;s Character Will Determine His Future'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-1645578463974634253</id><published>2009-01-02T22:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T00:33:51.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fun Day in Pyramid Ice-Skating</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I had another fun day with friends today. Found a partner who can ice-skating with me. So anytime now I wanna go for ice skating, there's always a friend to accompany me there to skate with me. Haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night I felt a little fever and flu. I can't sleep all night because kept sneezing and coughing. So I went take medicine in the midnight and went to bed. I got a morning call at 8.00am to get up and prepare everything. I still felt a little fever and I already know it will turn out worst if I still remain so active. I wash up and after preparing everything, my dad still haven't come home. I know he went out but he will always come back to fetch me to train station to meet with friends. I told my friends to meet at 9.30am in train station. Until 9.20am my dad still haven't back home. I called him, and he said he had forgotten to fetch me. Thank God for sending one of my friend, Kim, to fetch me to train station. She was on her way too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Kim came fetch me at about 9.40am, and we took train to Subang Jaya. In Klang station, there's another 3 more friends joined us, Alice, Pui Yee and Teck Siong. We took bus from Subang Jaya train station to Pyramid. We reach there at about 11.00am. Since all of us haven't eat our breakfast, we went McD for our breakfast. After breakfast, we straight went into ice skating ring. Since it's Pui Yee's first time into ice skating, we taught her about ice skating and I went off to ice skate myself. Fortunately Teck Siong and Alice also know to skate. We are not pro but at least we DO know to skate. We enjoy skating around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do really enjoy ice skating around, playing around, joking around. It was really fun today. This was my best ice skating with friends. These friends are worth to mix with. They are quite blur sometimes, and they are also fast to catch whatever hidden meaning in my words. Fun fun friend. I still remember the first time i ever went to ice skating ring till the last time i went there. It is almost always not very satisfied with the day. But today is start with a little of worry for my transport and continue with happiness, and end with happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After ice skating we went walk around Pyramid since the New Wing has already open. We saw some funny funny shirt and there are some shirt the words are really rough. All are modify by the branded name, such as Puma and Starbucks. The Puma logo is the Puma word and with the Leapard running action above the Puma word, but this one is Comma with the Leapard upside down and kena balut like the body is broken edi. Then starbucks pulak is the Starbucks logo but the word of starbucks they change into StarFucks.. Walao eh.... This kind of design aso can come out. Really good lar their brain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After walking and seeing those shirt, we went back at about 6.30pm after eating some light food. We was so tired and is quite fun. We play whole day, laugh whole day, and boom each other whole day, but overall we're still laughing around. It was really fun fun day. And now, I know who to call when I want to go for ice-skating. Haha...! But before we went back home, my sickness became worst. My whole body temperature became warmer. I reach home after dinner i took medicine again. I feel better now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks you guys for accompanying me the whole day. Thanks you guys for being the friends which I think you guys are eligible to be my true friend to accompany me. Really thanks you guys...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286733585574599266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SV5AL45NGmI/AAAAAAAABwM/OHJHC5Jqnyo/s320/P1020001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sunway Pyramid Ice Skating Ring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286729935680468146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SV483b-odLI/AAAAAAAABvU/M26bEpTys_o/s320/P1020007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Group Photo outside the Ice-Skating Ring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286729946713360402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SV484FFFCBI/AAAAAAAABvk/SbQoRU2B2ok/s320/P1020008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Alice and Me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286729951905584274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SV484YbAFJI/AAAAAAAABvs/7y1cezVq3C4/s320/P1020014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Teck Siong gay-ing with me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286729945232033010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SV483_j5xPI/AAAAAAAABvc/_LtZJ-4YVis/s320/P1020002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She found out and I got a slap&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286733566081485794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SV5AKwRry-I/AAAAAAAABv8/RI6xQVINlws/s320/P1020042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Pinching my ear for behaving naughty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286729954788169746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SV484jKQ2BI/AAAAAAAABv0/w_4gLIRribo/s320/P1020020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Group photo again in one of the restaurant having our meal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286733571224869314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SV5ALDb9mcI/AAAAAAAABwE/-8jv88CJUKY/s320/P1020049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tired tired tired...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-1645578463974634253?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/1645578463974634253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=1645578463974634253&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/1645578463974634253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/1645578463974634253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2009/01/fun-day-in-pyramid-ice-skating.html' title='A Fun Day in Pyramid Ice-Skating'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SV5AL45NGmI/AAAAAAAABwM/OHJHC5Jqnyo/s72-c/P1020001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-2363451117354479131</id><published>2009-01-01T00:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T01:27:08.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say Hi 2009</title><content type='html'>Hi to year 2009... After this, Chinese New Year coming!!! Again sigh, coz CNY i gonna get ang pow and i don't know where I gonna be spending those money. And now since it's already almost 1.00am of 1st January 2009, I'm still thinking of what I should target to achieve in year 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking for long and every year is the same target that i wanted to achieve yet at the 31st December of every year, I didn't achieve most of it... Let's see what I wanna achieve???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;1. To have good relation with family&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- to be closer with family and also letting them know what love languages are.. So that they can make me feel love, and at same time I can make them feel more love too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;2. To maintain in study&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- to maintain the standard of my study results or to score even higher than the previous one. Hope that I can graduate from my diploma earlier..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;3. To save money up to RM800 - RM1000 by 31st December 2009&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I always failed to save money. When I get to saved, I'll spend it also at same time. I just can't control my money spending. I wanna save up to RM800 to RM1000 by 31st December 2009, so that i can use the money for activities in year 2010. Lots of scout activities in year 2010. Haha..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;4. To go holiday with 'someone'&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I had never go holiday with any of 'someone' before. I wanna save money to over night there with bunch of friends. Hehe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess... that's all... Hope this year i get to achieve that. Hehe..~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-2363451117354479131?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/2363451117354479131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=2363451117354479131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/2363451117354479131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/2363451117354479131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2009/01/say-hi-2009.html' title='Say Hi 2009'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-26531694524804925</id><published>2008-12-31T13:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T21:51:15.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Moment in 2008</title><content type='html'>The year 2008 was a year full with lots lots of downs and less of ups. Let's start with all the unhappy things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In year 2008, I failed my exams and that create a disappointment with my dad over my result. I think that I've tried my best, may be that is still not good enough. Because of my results, I had problems with my family. Everyone lecture over me and I just turn my ear deaf. I got disappointed with myself too when I fail to remain myself in MMU Melaka. I have to leave MMU and leaving Melaka to start a new life back in Klang. I was so unhappy that I have to leave Melaka and leaving the Ng's family and the Young Adults family behind. May be God has a better plan for me. Who knows...??? This is my greatest disappointment in year 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what happy things I have in year 2008... In year 2008, I got to know and just started to create a more close relationship with the Ngs' family and the Young Adults family. I got really close with Esper and Kenneth. And just about one month before I left, i began to close with Kenneth's sister, Vanessa. This is all just a starting.. I just started to become closer with them, and it ended up I have to leave Melaka. But happy thing is I got to know them.. Learn many things from them.. After I left, and i start the new college in HICT, I started to know more and more friends like my assignment mates and get to be close with other classmates. I realise my happy and sad things is mostly about getting to know Melaka and leaving Melaka.. Well, that's my life in year 2008...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to be forgotten, in year 2008, I had gone through few events that was and is still memorable to me. I will never forget those things which I've done in year 2008.. Let's see what's those memorable thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On January, I had New Year count down in the International Friendship Connection Centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285833617544020770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SVsNq2uHgyI/AAAAAAAABvE/OJiSFAC2vzY/s320/n574359128_574311_1650.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In February, combine of Young Adults and Youth of SBC Church, I had successfully done the 'Lover's Night', although we did it in day time.. :) I was really nervous and ended up I hold the microphone most of the time to be the sub-emcee with David.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285833623980447602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SVsNrOsrl3I/AAAAAAAABvM/u8hP70PBGDU/s320/n506172824_426404_1269.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On June, I went back Melaka for Esper's birthday.. Too bad no photos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On August, I went for the Passion Concert in Sunway Pyramid. Overnight there with Kenneth... Ouch!!! Such an unforgettable night sleeping with him. Waking up middle of night to talk and sleep back. It's really fun spending time with Kenneth... Haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that i think it is just a normal things which happen.. These are the most memorable one for me.. It will always remain as history and in my memory...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-26531694524804925?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/26531694524804925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=26531694524804925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/26531694524804925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/26531694524804925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2008/12/sweet-moment-in-2008.html' title='Sweet Moment in 2008'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SVsNq2uHgyI/AAAAAAAABvE/OJiSFAC2vzY/s72-c/n574359128_574311_1650.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-8886015786325997249</id><published>2008-12-30T21:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T22:53:55.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say Bye 2008</title><content type='html'>Goodbye year 2008, and say Hello 2009. Let's flash back what had I gone through in year 2008..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January&lt;br /&gt;- Kiosk in my exam in MMU&lt;br /&gt;- Started to began close with the Young Adults Family in Straits Baptist Church&lt;br /&gt;- Started to be stronger in spiritual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February&lt;br /&gt;- Began closer and closer with the Young Adults Family&lt;br /&gt;- Started to began lack of interest in studies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March&lt;br /&gt;- Happy go lucky&lt;br /&gt;- Problems with family began more serious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April&lt;br /&gt;- Nothing special&lt;br /&gt;- Again Happy go Lucky life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May&lt;br /&gt;- Began more and more close with Young Adults Family&lt;br /&gt;- Problems with family added more and more serious&lt;br /&gt;- Make decision to terminate MMU&lt;br /&gt;- Leave MMU and Melaka on 26th May 2008&lt;br /&gt;- Was really sad and disappointed with myself over what had I done all this while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June&lt;br /&gt;- Start helping out in cousin shop doing signboard&lt;br /&gt;- Pray for family relationship&lt;br /&gt;- Pray for relationship between me and family&lt;br /&gt;- Went back Melaka for some event and also Esper's b'day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July&lt;br /&gt;- Still helping out in cousin shop&lt;br /&gt;- Holidaying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August&lt;br /&gt;- Went back Melaka for African Night&lt;br /&gt;- Went back Melaka for International Peace Jamboree&lt;br /&gt;- Went Sabah with family for eldest brother's graduation in University Sabah Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;- College starts on 25th but i went college on 26th August 2008&lt;br /&gt;- Get to know friends who turn to become my assignment mate, Alice &amp;amp; Mandy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September&lt;br /&gt;- Began closer with my assignment mates&lt;br /&gt;- Know more people in college&lt;br /&gt;- Start helping out in Student Service Department&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October&lt;br /&gt;- Did my English Presentation and successfully get her hard to give us high score&lt;br /&gt;- Farewell Ms. Suraya, and I did a video for her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rP0qEsqnYrY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rP0qEsqnYrY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Celebrate Mandy's Birthday&lt;br /&gt;- Alice plan a birthday suprise for me with my fellow classmates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November&lt;br /&gt;- Still lepak-ing around&lt;br /&gt;- Don't dare to think about final exam&lt;br /&gt;- Business Presentation, we did it badly&lt;br /&gt;-Celebrate Tasyina Birthday&lt;br /&gt;-Celebrate Alice birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December&lt;br /&gt;- Final Exam&lt;br /&gt;- Christmas Celebration with Orphanage kids organize by HICT&lt;br /&gt;- Celebrate Christmas with my love one&lt;br /&gt;- Go church for Christmas eve and Christmas with her&lt;br /&gt;- Go out almost every week for movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, 2009 is coming. Still planning for year 2009. I don't have resolution every year, but i have target on what should I do in that year. Always the same problem which is I didn't write down and I forget about my target and boom boom boom... Target didn't achieve. I think now i must write down my target so that I will have to see back my list what I still didn't achieve in the next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think by tomorrow or 1st January 2009, I will come out with my target. I think mostly is about financial and things which I wanna do. And I think will include some love languages and family love in my target. Still thinking about it.. Haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till here, good night...~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-8886015786325997249?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/8886015786325997249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=8886015786325997249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/8886015786325997249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/8886015786325997249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2008/12/say-bye-2008.html' title='Say Bye 2008'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-1276735280338078354</id><published>2008-12-25T20:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T21:32:07.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ho Ho Ho... Merry Christmas!!!</title><content type='html'>Today is Christmas Day!! Whole world is celebrating Christmas today regardless or religion. Some celebrate in church, some in disco/clubbing, some in friend's house partying, some in mamak, some doing visiting house to house, some drinking and booze-ing in house or bar. And some i don't know where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whole world is celebrating regardless of country. No matter you're in Iran, Iraq, Malaysia, Singapore, United States, Japan, Russia, Australia, North to South, and also from East to West. All countries are celebrating it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are we celebrating Christmas Day? Some may say, because it's a public holiday, and some may say it's a day of exchanging gift, some say a day of sharing joy and love, and some say it's a day of remembring the Birth of Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, Christmas is a day of sharing joy and love because of the Birth of Jesus. Because of HIM we celebrate Christmas. Because of HIM we have this 25th December every single year as our Christmas Day to celebrate the Birth of Jesus. Because of HIM we are here today together for this Christmas Day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Christmas Eve, i went to Klang Chinese Methodist Church. They have Musical Night. The whole night event was all music. One after another, the performance full with musical instrument performance. It was fantastic. It was so so so great that i went there for a reason. We had a short sharing from Rev. Yeo. It was so fantastic that i learn so many things from his sharing, "Is Jesus the main character only on Christmas?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Christmas Day, I went to the church that i used to join back when i was still a teenager. I get to meet back with my old church friend. I was so happy get to meet them back. I joined their service this morning. I went with a special person with a special environment and also with a different feeling to brought that person to church. Maintenance is the main key that i should keep it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so happy get to talk to Aaris. A lot of thing to talk. A lot of things to catch up with each other. Shared a lot of experience while we walk on same road. Although is the same road we're walking in, but each of us will go through different thorns and bushes and heavenly nice road to travel. It's like jungle trekking; some part are full with thorns, bushes, wetness, dirtiness, and sometime we will go through a nice road for the trekking. It's fun sharing it. We encourage each other to keep continue with our full strength to walk on this road. We walk on this road and we target for the same thing, and for the same reason why we are walking here. It's really fun get to catch up with her. My long lost friend and sister. My dearest sister that i misses so much... Thank her for bringing me to Christ that I can be here today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so happy get to catch up with her. I believe still a lot more for us to catch up with one another, but time is the main factor for us to spend more time together. It's really fun we grow up in the same church and i stopped going church for such long time. I believe she was worry about me also when i was back in school and started to go further and further away from church. I know she pray for me a lot. And today, she told me one thing, "I am very very happy to see you had grow up to this stage."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God had been blessing me so much with the encouragement of brothers and sisters around. And today I am here back in PCMC to join their Christmas Service in the morning. One word i can describe for this Christmas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANKFULNESS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas!!! May this Christmas bring you joy, peace and love...&lt;br /&gt;God Bless&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-1276735280338078354?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/1276735280338078354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=1276735280338078354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/1276735280338078354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/1276735280338078354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2008/12/ho-ho-ho-merry-christmas.html' title='Ho Ho Ho... Merry Christmas!!!'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-2891775190274217774</id><published>2008-12-22T12:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T16:22:28.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Almighty God (TAG)</title><content type='html'>Angie tagged me on this... I do this tag coz feel wanna do it.. It's a way to let her know how i feel towards her as well as my ji mui... Anyway, it's not neccessary for the 10 names i written down below to do this tag... i just simply do the tag below there. But my comments about Angie is Real Real Real...!!! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you ji mui....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The person who tag/pass you is?&lt;br /&gt;HuiShean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with her/him is?&lt;br /&gt;true friend, ji mui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your five impression of her/him?&lt;br /&gt;pretty, sporty, funny, adorable, angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The most memorable thing she/he had done for you?&lt;br /&gt;exchange messages through poem, and a nice b'day card back to year 2004, i think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The most memorable thing she/he had said to you?&lt;br /&gt;everything she said is memorable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If she/he become your lover you will?&lt;br /&gt;lover of coz will treasure lar... but we are always the best ji mui together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If she/he become your lover, thing she/he has to improve on will be?&lt;br /&gt;mmm... mmm..... duno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If she/he become your enemy, you will?&lt;br /&gt;try to solve it??? but i know we will never be one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If she/he become your enemy, the reason will be?&lt;br /&gt;Misunderstanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The most desired thing you want to do for her/him now is?&lt;br /&gt;spending time is the key word....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your overall impression of her/him is?&lt;br /&gt;a nice ji mui to treasure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. How you think people around you will feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;uhh... how would i knoe??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The characters you love of yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;I am who I am... my own way of tackling and handling peoples and problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. On the contrary, the character you hate yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;lazy??? bad guy???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. The most ideal person you want to be is?&lt;br /&gt;I am who I am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. For people that care and like you, say something to them.&lt;br /&gt;God bless... call me out yum cha when u free...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Pass this quiz to 10 persons that you wished to know how they feel about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Mun Pui&lt;br /&gt;2) Caryn&lt;br /&gt;3) Siew Kuan&lt;br /&gt;4) Keh Lee&lt;br /&gt;5) Alice&lt;br /&gt;6) Shan Mei&lt;br /&gt;7) Carmen&lt;br /&gt;8) Cherylyn Tan&lt;br /&gt;9) Mei Ling&lt;br /&gt;10) Kelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Who is no.6 having relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Is no.9 is a male or female?&lt;br /&gt;Female&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If number 7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;No, i would say...  Carmen is not lesb but i'm not sure another one.. hehe :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What is no.2 studying about?&lt;br /&gt;something to do with advertising and design..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. When was the last time you had a chat with no.3?&lt;br /&gt;Long, long ago... few months back i think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What kind of music band does no. 8 like?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.. but one thing for sure she's crazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Does no.1 have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;Yes... 2 brothers i think... not sure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Will you woo no.3?&lt;br /&gt;AhaHahaha... 3??? Dunno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. How about number 7?&lt;br /&gt;Don't know... not time yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Is no. 4 single?&lt;br /&gt;She is taken by God... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What is the surname of no.5?&lt;br /&gt;Lee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What’s the hobby of no.10?&lt;br /&gt;no. 10?? duno... ask her la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Does no.5 and 9 get along well?&lt;br /&gt;Had no clue, but i think they have different thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Where is no.2 studying at?&lt;br /&gt;Working i guess... not sure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Talk something casually about no.1?&lt;br /&gt;Hi... long time no see... now u wan go see??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Have you tried developing feelings for no.6?&lt;br /&gt;NO!!!!!!!!! It's so not me!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Where does no.9 live at?&lt;br /&gt;PJ or Shah Alam i think... i duno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. What colour does no.4 like?&lt;br /&gt;Duno... forget... hehe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Are no.5 and 1 best friends?&lt;br /&gt;No.. i doubt they know each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Is no.7 the sexiest person in the world?&lt;br /&gt;Carmen... are you one??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. What is no.6 doing now?&lt;br /&gt;Holiday... holiday... holiday... Preparing for Christmas..!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-2891775190274217774?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/2891775190274217774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=2891775190274217774&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/2891775190274217774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/2891775190274217774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2008/12/almighty-god-tag.html' title='The Almighty God (TAG)'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-5612420180809414412</id><published>2008-12-21T20:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T21:10:39.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep Your Mouth Shut and Walk Away Quietly</title><content type='html'>"Whatever town or village you enter, search for some worthy person there and stay at his house until you leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you enter the home, give it your greeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the home is deserving, let your peace rest on it; if it is not, let your peace return to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone will not welcome you or listen to your words, shake the dust off town."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ 你 们 无 论 进 那 一 城 ， 那 一 村 ， 要 打 听 那 里 谁 是 好 人 ， 就 住 在 他 家 ， 直 住 到 走 的 时 候 。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;进 他 家 里 去 ， 要 请 他 的 安 。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那 家 若 配 得 平 安 ， 你 们 所 求 的 平 安 ， 就 必 临 到 那 家 。 若 不 配 得 ， 你 们 所 求 的 平 安 仍 归 你 们 。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;凡 不 接 待 你 们 ， 不 听 你 们 话 的 人 ， 你 们 离 开 那 家 ， 或 是 那 城 的 时 候 ， 就 把 脚 上 的 尘 土 跺 下 去 。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quoted the above statement from an ancient book. Why do i write it? I come out to be a true friend of everyone. I want to show people what true friend are. It's useless passing the chain email or forward the email of what's the different between true friend and best friend/good friend/friend. Many people like me, will delete those forwarding emails. I prefer to read what will people write in their blog than forwarding emails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come out here to show people what a true friend is/are. I kept encourage friends around me to open up their eyes to see friends around you who claim to be your "true friend". Think about it again whether or not that is a true friends' character?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do true friends criticize your from A-Z? Do true friends calling you names like blackie/indonesian maid/bitch/bastard/cheap/whore/etc...? Do true friends keep discouraging you for one particular thing which you intended to do the most? Do true friends keep blaming you when you can't go out until late night with them? Do true friends blame you for things which are not your fault? Do true friends call you out, and reluctant to fetch you back just because your house is just another 3km farther?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do true friends do all that to you? Best friend is not what we want, but what we want is true friends. Do this kind of friends are worth to be friend with? Is it worth to mix more with this kind of friends? I don't think it's worth to mix with this kind of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, i'll shake the dust off my feet when I ever meet with this kind of friends. These friends are not deserving to mix with. It is so obvious that they don't welcome you to be their friends. SO.... shake the dust off, turn your back and walk away. You had already respect them. You had already done your best to be THEIR true friend. You had already done your best in every thing. But they just don't welcome you. When they already showed you the sign that they don't welcome you, do you still want to continue to stand with them together? Shake the dust on your feet and go away from them. Don't call them names, criticize them, or do anything to them, instead, walk away quietly. Be a good friend, keep your mouth shut and walk away from them quietly. One day, they will realise what is the meaning of true friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to write here because I realise sometimes there are people who will view my blog. I hope those people who i'm targetting to visit my blog will read this and understand this and go back and think about this post. Understand this post and pratice it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"SIAPA MAKAN CILI, DIA YANG RASA PEDAS"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-5612420180809414412?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/5612420180809414412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=5612420180809414412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/5612420180809414412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/5612420180809414412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2008/12/keep-your-mouth-shut-and-walk-away.html' title='Keep Your Mouth Shut and Walk Away Quietly'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-4613706570193639814</id><published>2008-12-20T16:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T17:53:26.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>Christmas coming!!! &lt;strong&gt;What&lt;/strong&gt; i gonna do for Christmas? &lt;strong&gt;Where&lt;/strong&gt; I gonna celebrate the Christmas? &lt;strong&gt;Who&lt;/strong&gt; I gonna celebrate Christmas with? &lt;strong&gt;Why&lt;/strong&gt; am I celebrating Christmas? After all, Christmas is just another public holiday. It's an another celebration. &lt;strong&gt;Why &lt;/strong&gt;am i celebrating this? Isn't it just a normal day where i can rest at home, rather than going out celebrating it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is Christmas? Why am I celebrating it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On friday, 19th December 2008, my college had organise a Christmas celebration with orphanage and special ability children. We had fun with them. We organised games, movies, singing songs, etc... After a 'Amazing Race' game, someone rush into the hall and bla bla bla something which i wish not to hear what is the person bla-ing. That person asked one question, which is &lt;strong&gt;"What is Christmas?"&lt;/strong&gt; So, there are many many children, age roughly in primary school, they answered &lt;strong&gt;'Remember JESUS' birthday.'&lt;/strong&gt; And that person said it loudly &lt;strong&gt;"WRONG."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, when people talk about Jesus, it doesn't mean that he/she is a Christian. And no matter you &lt;strong&gt;agree&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt;, Christmas is a day as rememberence of Jesus' birth or more clearly said as to remember that Jesus had born and came into this earth. Then, do you know what's the answer given to the question just now? That person said, &lt;strong&gt;"Christmas is all about sharing joy and love."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to agree with answer given that 'Christmas is all about sharing joy and love', but &lt;strong&gt;what&lt;/strong&gt; has made this Christmas as sharing joy and love? &lt;strong&gt;Where&lt;/strong&gt; the joy and love came from? Don't you agree that it has something to do with &lt;strong&gt;Jesus the Christ&lt;/strong&gt;? If Christ didn't come into this earth, I &lt;strong&gt;GUARANTEE&lt;/strong&gt; you that we will never have a day called as &lt;strong&gt;Christmas Day.&lt;/strong&gt; This Christmas Day will &lt;strong&gt;NEVER&lt;/strong&gt; ever exist. So, don't ever say wrong when people say Christmas is a day of celebrating of Remeberence the Birth of Christ Jesus. Whether you accept or agree or not, you have to accept that that answer given by the children is RIGHT. Because of the &lt;strong&gt;birth of Christ Jesus&lt;/strong&gt;, TODAY we have a day called &lt;strong&gt;Christmas Day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;WHAT IS CHRISTMAS &amp;amp; HOW THE NAME IF CHRISTMAS COME FROM?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is how the birth of Jesus Christ came about: His mother Mary was pledged to be married to Joseph, but before they came together she was found to be with child through the Holy Spirit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because Joseph her husband was a righteous man and did not want to expose her to public disgrace, he had in mind to divorce her quietly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But after he had considered this, an angel of the Lord appeared to him in a dream and said, "Joseph son of David, do not be afraid to take Mary home as your wife, because what is conceived in her is from the holy Spirit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She will give birth to a son, and you are to give him the name Jesus, because he will save his people from their sins."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All this took place to fulfill what the Lord had said through the prophet:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The virgin will be with child and will give birth to a son, and they will call him Immanuel" - which means, "God with us."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When Joseph woke up, he did what the angel of the Lord had commanded him and took Mary home as his wife.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But he had no union with her until she gave birth to a son. And he gave him the name JESUS.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;耶 稣 基 督 降 生 的 事 ， 记 在 下 面 。 他 母 亲 马 利 亚 已 经 许 配 了 约 瑟 ， 还 没 有 迎 娶 ， 马 利 亚 就 从 圣 灵 怀 了 孕 。&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;她 丈 夫 约 瑟 是 个 义 人 ， 不 愿 意 明 明 地 羞 辱 她 ， 想 要 暗 暗 地 把 她 休 了 。&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;正 思 念 这 事 的 时 候 ， 有 主 的 使 者 向 他 梦 中 显 现 ， 说 大 卫 的 子 孙 约 瑟 ， 不 要 怕 ， 只 管 娶 过 你 的 妻 子 马 利 亚 来 。 因 她 所 怀 的 孕 ， 是 从 圣 灵 来 的 。&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;她 将 要 生 一 个 儿 子 。 你 要 给 他 起 名 叫 耶 稣 。 因 他 要 将 自 己 的 百 姓 从 罪 恶 里 救 出 来 。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;这 一 切 的 事 成 就 ， 是 要 应 验 主 借 先 知 所 说 的 话 ，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;说 ， 必 有 童 女 ， 怀 孕 生 子 ， 人 要 称 他 的 名 为 以 马 内 利 。 （ 以 马 内 利 翻 出 来 ， 就 是 神 与 我 们 同 在 。 ）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;约 瑟 醒 了 ， 起 来 ， 就 遵 着 主 使 者 的 吩 咐 ， 把 妻 子 娶 过 来 。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;只 是 没 有 和 她 同 房 ， 等 她 生 了 儿 子 ， （ 有 古 卷 作 等 她 生 了 头 胎 的 儿 子 ） 就 给 他 起 名 叫 耶 稣 。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-4613706570193639814?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/4613706570193639814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=4613706570193639814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/4613706570193639814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/4613706570193639814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-8950905899969462860</id><published>2008-12-16T20:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T17:41:52.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Putrajaya International 12hrs Walk</title><content type='html'>I had my final examination started on 9th to 15th December 2008. The most tension paper was 'Intro to Business' because DIBS 08/08 intake don't really understand at all what the lecturer was lecturing. Intro to Business final paper was on 12th December 2008. So after the Business paper i was consider a free man because on 15th December 2008 was English paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on 13th December 2008, i participated in "Putrajaya International 12 Hours Walk" competition. It was a fun experience. The minimum requirement for my category was to walk to 24 kilometres. The competition started at 8pm on 13th December to 8am 14th December 2008. It's just like the normal marathon i went last time, but the different for this is 12 hours of walking and must cover 24 kilometres to get a certificate and a medal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really fun participating in this competition. For me, this is more like family day event or a fun day of finding new friends and a fun day event. I just join the competition for fun and experience. It just walk round and round in the ring provided for us to walk. One round it's 1km. When 8pm flag off, i kept walking as fast as I could to finish the 24km faster. Then i can rest earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first 2 hours, i manage to walked about 11km. I began tired after walking non-stop for 2 hours without stopping to rest. I still continue walking till about 11.15pm, and i stop to eat some fruits that they've prepared. I just ate 5 slices of papaya and drink some red beans and 100plus, and i continue to walk further. I targetted to cover 18km in the 4th hour. I continue to walk as fast as i could to reach my target. I didn't count how many rounds i've walked. I just blindly walk as many rounds as i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When reach 12am, it's the 4th hour of the race. I still continue walking to wait the result out to see how far had i covered. At 12.15am, the result was out, so i can check how many kilometres had i covered. And it's written there that by 12am, i've covered 19km. 1 kilometres more than what i targetted. Haha..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've covered so far and i stopped for pit stop to rest. I rest my leg. It was terribly pain. I just stopped to rest a while and i continue my journey. I kept walk and walk and walk without even bother about my leg. But i've slower down my speed. I walk really really slow this time. I walked the speed of how we go supermarket and shop for clothing. I just wanna be safe to get a certificate and medal back home. Till 1am, i only had ate 5 pisces of papaya and a bowl of red bean soup and a lot a lot of 100plus. So my stomach was really empty. But i just don't have appetitite to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 2am, the 6 hours of the competition, I thought i had not reach 24km yet. So i just continue walking. But when the result was out for us to check, it's written there that i've walked 26km. I jump joyfully that i don't need to walk any further and as i can rest my leg. So i stopped and drink some 100plus AGAIN. I don't know how much of 100plus had i drank on that day. I kept on drink 100plus. I rest and rest and rest my legs. It's so so so pain. The place there was open air and was so cold at that time. But i can just easily lying down the floor to sleep. But i just can't sleep coz i was so sweaty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about 3.30am, I stand up and walked another round which added another km to my account. Then i rest again. It was really a fun competition to challenge your mental and patience. I lay down on floor and i fell asleep till about 5am then i woke up. Then i can't sleep already. I was awake but i was so so so tired. While waiting for the time to pass, i go talk to fellow participants and also my parents. And the DJ was still continue doing their job to play songs and DJ-ing.. They have the quiz-like and i went answer their question. If answer is correct then you'll get one prize. So i got 2 prizes for myself. Haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time pass really fast. When i look at the time, it was already 7am. Then at about 7.30am, i went down the ring to walked another 2 rounds and finally i surrender and rest. My leg was pain and i can't even get to walk like my normal walking speed. I walk more like an Ah Pek (grandpa). I went to change my cloths and i rest. And finally it was 8am, and the race finish. I went collect my medal, so do my family and we went back home immediately after all of us collected our medal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! I was so tired but it's a great experience. I encourage youngsters and young adults to participate in this kind of competition. Join it with your love one. Walk with your love ones. See whether will you argue in the competition because of the tiredness of walking. It also test your mind and your patience as well. Use it as a test... It was really really fun... Great one... Next year, i'll try my best to participate this kind of competition with my special one if i ever have.. Haha..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can view my photos if you have facebook. I'm not sure you will get to view it or not if you don't have facebook.com account. But anyway, click the link to see the photos i'd captured during the competition and there are only a few photos of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photos.php?id=553963276#/album.php?aid=54404&amp;amp;id=553963276"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/photos.php?id=553963276#/album.php?aid=54404&amp;amp;id=553963276&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photos.php?id=553963276#/album.php?aid=54414&amp;amp;id=553963276"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/photos.php?id=553963276#/album.php?aid=54414&amp;amp;id=553963276&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-8950905899969462860?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/8950905899969462860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=8950905899969462860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/8950905899969462860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/8950905899969462860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2008/12/putrajaya-international-12hrs-walk.html' title='Putrajaya International 12hrs Walk'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-3027797839123810718</id><published>2008-11-30T16:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T16:20:23.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Intro Business Presentation</title><content type='html'>On 27th November 2008, i had my intro to business presentation. Me and another 2 other assignment mate are suppose to present something like 'saving the green' thingy. But we did it badly coz the time given was only 10minutes for 3 presenter. And we didn't manage to present finish our slides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's ok.. we had great time taking pictures after the presentation. 3 of us were wearing pink and i was with a red tie. Picture time i already took off my red tie. Haha..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can view the pictures at &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photos.php?id=553963276#/album.php?aid=52264&amp;amp;id=553963276"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/photos.php?id=553963276#/album.php?aid=52264&amp;amp;id=553963276&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-3027797839123810718?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/3027797839123810718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=3027797839123810718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/3027797839123810718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/3027797839123810718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2008/11/intro-business-presentation.html' title='Intro Business Presentation'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-3281724047573418873</id><published>2008-11-29T11:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T11:52:56.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>High-Tea Appreciation With President Of HICT</title><content type='html'>On 20th November 2008, when i was in Intro Business class, i got a call from Student Service Department (SSD) asking me to go to the office. I went out the class to answer the call and immediately i went to the SSD office. One of the man in SSD give me 3 small cards. I wonder what card is that, and i was thinking is that a 2009 calender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i read properly the card, it was actually a mini invitation card for "Appreciation High-Tea for Convocation 2008" to Callister, Alice, and Kim. I did help out a bit in SSD for their 2008 convocation thingy. But on convo day i didn't go coz of transport problems. I didn't expect get invited or get any kind of thankness from the HICT. Me and friends only did help out a tiny bit of convo. We are not playing a big part in it. For me, i help them out only during my free time. So it's kind of charity thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so happy and excited as well coz we're gonna have a special high-tea with the President. I did went for it. It's kind of a simple buffet style. I ate there and i was so full till i didn't eat my dinner when i went back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A special thanks to the President of HICT, and also Student Service Department for inviting us to the "Appreciation High-Tea for Convocation 2008."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273922311556500354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/STC8ZmFVC4I/AAAAAAAABPM/K7VRSVBu13E/s320/PB290023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273922311035483522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/STC8ZkJG9YI/AAAAAAAABPU/QNq94SFlhoc/s320/PB290024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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HICT'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/STC8ZmFVC4I/AAAAAAAABPM/K7VRSVBu13E/s72-c/PB290023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-362448444324014141</id><published>2008-11-29T10:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T10:12:22.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just For Thought</title><content type='html'>Good friends are like stars....&lt;br /&gt;You don't always see them, but&lt;br /&gt;you know they are always there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not look at physical appearances&lt;br /&gt;they can be deceiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not look at riches,&lt;br /&gt;For they are only temporary.&lt;br /&gt;Look for someone who makes you smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Effort is important, but knowing where to make an effort in&lt;br /&gt;your life makes all the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a drop of water falls in a lake there is no identity.&lt;br /&gt;But, if it falls on a leaf of lotus it will shine like a pearl&lt;br /&gt;so, choose the best place where you would shine... ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling down is not a defeat&lt;br /&gt;defeat is when your refuse&lt;br /&gt;to get up... !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never take some one for granted&lt;br /&gt;Hold every person Close&lt;br /&gt;to your Heart, because you might wake up one day and realise&lt;br /&gt;that you have lost a diamond while you were too busy&lt;br /&gt;collecting stones.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-362448444324014141?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/362448444324014141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=362448444324014141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/362448444324014141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/362448444324014141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2008/11/good-friends-are-like-stars.html' title='Just For Thought'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-8761920281157606729</id><published>2008-11-29T09:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T10:07:01.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just For Laugh</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;What Makes A Malaysian A Malaysian &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You can name all the players from the English Premier League, but ask you to name one football player from Malaysia , one name also cannot come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When StreamyX come, you complain StreamyX too slow. When Maxis Broadband come, you complain Maxis Broadband always disconnects. When WiMax come, you complain Wimax too expensive. In the end, you say StreamyX still the best lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When toll price increase, you complain. When petrol price increase, you complain. When you go Starbucks buy RM10 coffee, NO COMPLAINTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When you cannot find parking in a shopping mall and have to walk very far, you complain. When you go inside the shopping mall and there's SALE , run from one end of 1Utama to the other also NO COMPLAINTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. You are always late. And the excuse you give when you're late is always either: (a) traffic jam (b) no transport or (c) cannot find parking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You have a parent who force you to take science stream in high school, study engineering in Uni, then when you graduate, they ask you to forget everything you learnt in Uni and do commerce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. You know someone who can specially develop an angmoh accent when speaking to a American / British / Australian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. You complain against the government in kopitiam, you talk loud loud. Leave anonymous comments on blogs, you also talk loud loud. Attend ceremah by DAP, you shout loud loud. Then when Opposition organise a protest and ask you to go, you dun wan. Scared later kena tangkap by ISA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Every year on the 30th April, you are one of the people below queueing up last minute to submit your tax return at the IRB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. When you pay RM10 for something that costs RM1, you blame the Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. When a government service is too slow, you blame the Malays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. When a building is not good and collapsed, you blame the Indians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. When a Chinese student won a scholarship, you say 'Wah! Very clever hor?' When a Malay student won a scholarship, you say 'Aiya! Of course lah! He Malay mah!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. When an angmoh stranger kiss you on the cheek to say hello, you very happy. When a Malaysian guy kiss you on the cheek to say hello, you slap him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-8761920281157606729?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/8761920281157606729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=8761920281157606729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/8761920281157606729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/8761920281157606729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-for-laugh.html' title='Just For Laugh'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-1054537456747483304</id><published>2008-11-14T15:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T16:01:01.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abolish ISA Run From Klang to Kamunting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Those interested in participating in the run can contact Dr. Wong Aun Peng at 012-6644432. He will place you at points where more people will be needed. You may also let him know where your preferred area would be and how far you can run. There are some who are game to try going all the way i.e. from Klang to Kamunting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The itinerary of the event is as below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday 15 Nov 08. (Selangor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0800 - Flag off at DAP Pandamaran Service Centre (near the market).Route towards Bt Tinggi/Bayu Perdana traffic light (YB Charles Santiago Service Centre).Towards Jalan Kim Chuan and onwards to YB M. Manoharan's service centre (near Hin Hua school).Simpang Tujuh roundabout and towards Jalan Tengku Kelana (Indian Street).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0845 - Cross the Klang bridge and towards Gold Coast hotel, Pin Hua school.Pin Hua school to CIMB bank and Jalan Meru, pass High School to (YB Teng Chang Khim's service centre).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0900 - Jalan Kapar, batu 2 setengah. Straight to Kapar town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1000 - Kapar town. Proceed to Jeram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1200 - Kuala Selangor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1330 - Tg Karang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1430 - Sekinchan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1630 - Sg Besar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1800 - Sabak Bernam.Run stop for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday 16 Nov 08 (Perak) 0700 - Start run at Selangor/Perak border. Will be met by DAP&lt;br /&gt;Perak leaders and members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0745 - Hutan Melintang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0800 - Simpang Empat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0900 - Teluk Intan.Run back to Kg Kok. Kg Kok junction to Sitiawan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1200 - Sitiawan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1400 - Pantai Remis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1630 - Simpang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1700 - Taiping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1730 - Kamunting. NOTE : Timing is approximate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resource taken from &lt;a href="http://mt.m2day.org/2008/content/view/14827/84/"&gt;http://mt.m2day.org/2008/content/view/14827/84/&lt;/a&gt; Malaysia Today Portal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who are reading this blog, this run is about a run from Klang, Selangor to Kamunting, Perak. It is all about asking government of Malaysia to abolish ISA. We will run all the way to Kamunting ISA camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope we will get the support for this run. The run is organised by DAP and Raja Petra and few DAP leaders will present on the starting point. Will appreciate your supports very much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pakatan Rules!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-1054537456747483304?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/1054537456747483304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=1054537456747483304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/1054537456747483304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/1054537456747483304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2008/11/abolish-isa-run-from-klang-to-kamunting.html' title='Abolish ISA Run From Klang to Kamunting'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-3696851629122150805</id><published>2008-11-06T14:52:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T19:14:24.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, I Found Love!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Are your palms sweaty,&lt;br /&gt;is your heart racing and&lt;br /&gt;is your voice caught&lt;br /&gt;within your chest??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-It isn't love, it's LIKE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't keep your eyes or&lt;br /&gt;hands off of her, am I right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-It isn't love, it's LUST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you proud, and&lt;br /&gt;eager to show her off??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-It isn't love, it's LUCK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want her because&lt;br /&gt;you know she's there??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-It isn't love, it's LONELINESS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you with her because&lt;br /&gt;it's what everyone wants??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-It isn't love, it's LOYALTY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you with her because&lt;br /&gt;she kissed you,&lt;br /&gt;or held your hand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-It isn't love, it's LOW CONFIDENCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you stay for her confessions of love,&lt;br /&gt;because you don't want to hurt her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-It isn't love, it's PITY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you belong to her&lt;br /&gt;because the sight of her&lt;br /&gt;makes your heart skip a beat??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-It isn't love, it's INFATUATION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you pardon her faults&lt;br /&gt;because you care about her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-It isn't love, it's FRIENDSHIP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you tell her every day&lt;br /&gt;she is the only one you think of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-It isn't love, it's a LIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you willing to give up&lt;br /&gt;all of your favorite things for her sake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-It isn't love, it's CHARITY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does your heart ache and&lt;br /&gt;breaks when she's sad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Then it's LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you cry for her pain,&lt;br /&gt;even when she's strong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Then it's LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do her eyes see your true heart,&lt;br /&gt;and touch your soul so deeply&lt;br /&gt;it hurts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Then it's LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you stay because a blinding, incomprehensible mix of pain and&lt;br /&gt;relation pulls you close and&lt;br /&gt;holds you to her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Then it's LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you accept her faults&lt;br /&gt;because it's a part of who she is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Then it's LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you attracted to others,&lt;br /&gt;but stay with her faithfully&lt;br /&gt;without regret??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Then it's LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you give her your heart,&lt;br /&gt;your life, your death??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Then it's LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now, if love is painful,&lt;br /&gt;and tortures us so,&lt;br /&gt;why do we love?&lt;br /&gt;Why is it all we search for in life?&lt;br /&gt;This pain, this agony?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it all we long for?&lt;br /&gt;This torture,&lt;br /&gt;this powerful death of self?&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;The answer is so simple&lt;br /&gt;cause it's...LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is such an addictive thing&lt;br /&gt;that even people who are not having it&lt;br /&gt;wish to experience it and&lt;br /&gt;share it with others as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass this to all your friends&lt;br /&gt;so they don't make the same mistake&lt;br /&gt;with their LOVE LIVES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care and God bless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The greatest weakness of humans&lt;br /&gt;is their hesitancy to tell others&lt;br /&gt;how much they love them&lt;br /&gt;while they're still alive &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...........................................................................&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&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;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Firstly, Thanks to Angie ji mui for sending this to my mail. I agree with this very very much. As i'd receive many comments about people saying to their partner that, 'I want to hold your hand', 'We're together now and we should hold hand', 'Without holding hand in a relationship, it is so weird and it's more like friendship than bf/gf relationship'. Is holding hand neccessary in a relationship? As in the passage mention, this not love, but &lt;strong&gt;LUST &lt;/strong&gt;or should say you have &lt;strong&gt;LOW CONFIDENCE&lt;/strong&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And some people say, 'I want to tell my friends that we're together', 'I want to let my friends know we're together', or may be 'If I didn't tell my friends that I have a boy/girlfriend, then they might look down on me', or 'They will think I'm lying when I say I have boy/girlfriend and didn't tell and show them who my partner is'. As mention in the passage again that this is not love, but &lt;strong&gt;SHOW OFF&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;LUCK.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sometimes, we tend to let go our favourite thing until may be we have an arguement with our parents, just to fight all our way to do things for our partner. There are also times where we save our money to buy our own favourite stuff, but we let it go just to use those money to go our with our partner. Is this really neccessary? If your partner really love you, he/she should let you buy things which you wants after such hard saving. You should start to think again whether is this really LOVE? I'll say it's not love and it's not like and it's not show off too.. But it's all &lt;strong&gt;bullshit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If both are really love, your partner will not mind if you bring your partner to hawker centre or may be cheap cheap coffee shop or mamak to eat. If it is real love, your partner will not mind if this meal only cost you both for RM5 each. And also your partner will not mind if you buy a RM0.50 gift for your partner. If you buy a gift which cost you RM5 and your partner demand for a RM50 gift, you guys can break the relationship off. This proven that your partner just want your money and not heart. And again this is not love but it's all &lt;strong&gt;bullshit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&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;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&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;em&gt;Whether you agree or not, this is the truth. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whether you like the way i write or not, I'm only writing the truth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whether you like the language i use or not, I'm just doing my job to tell you what is love and what is bullshit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-3696851629122150805?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/3696851629122150805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=3696851629122150805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/3696851629122150805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/3696851629122150805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2008/11/finally-i-found-love.html' title='Finally, I Found Love!'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-9012413406940392902</id><published>2008-11-02T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T22:07:20.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Care - 我不在乎</title><content type='html'>For those who are trying to get my attention and yet I don't pay attention on you, here's a song which i found suitable for you who trying to get my attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll pay attention naturally if you act naturally. If you over act and wanna try to get my attention, i can just say "I'm sorry". I just don't like people who over act in front of me. I'm Sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is dedicated to you guys.. It's a chinese song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know to hear chinese, appreciate this song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0WSFUSfRFvg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0WSFUSfRFvg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-9012413406940392902?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/9012413406940392902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=9012413406940392902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/9012413406940392902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/9012413406940392902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-dont-care.html' title='I Don&apos;t Care - 我不在乎'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-7555615315080118587</id><published>2008-10-30T22:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T22:55:50.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You Ready?</title><content type='html'>There are times when He spoke to us, we purposely turn our ear deaf. There are times when He sent messages to us, and we ignore the messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times when we feel that we want to avoid Him. Perhaps we might be not ready to meet HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this video, which i found that it contain such a good message to let us think about God. Are you ready to meet Him? Are you ready to face Him? Are you ready If ever HE is coming tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ARE YOU READY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SmLhyPjHVes&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SmLhyPjHVes&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;For as the lightning comes from the east and flashes to the west, so also will the coming of the Son of Man be.&lt;br /&gt;-Matthew 24:27&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-7555615315080118587?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/7555615315080118587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=7555615315080118587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/7555615315080118587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/7555615315080118587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2008/10/are-you-ready.html' title='Are You Ready?'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-8919141256072649194</id><published>2008-10-30T19:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T15:59:44.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How To Improve In Public Speaking!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Talk Your Way To The Top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't be scared of talking in public - here are some tips to help you become a confident speaker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The number one fear in the world is speaking in public. Dying is number 6. That's right - people would rather die than speak in public!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often, the reason why someone doesn't get a job or is not promoted is not that they don't have the qualifications, it simply that they can't express themselves. Don't be the world's best-kept secret. Learn to speak your way to success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a full-time professional speaker, trainer, facilitator and consultant, I've made my living with my mouth for over 25 years. If there is one thing I've learned how to do, it's how to speak in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While there is no substitute for years of experience, here are a few simple steps for you to practise your speaking skills to get you on the road to success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;JOIN TOASTMASTERS INTERNATIONAL (TMI)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Join a Toastmasters club. At every meeting, you will either be given a chance to speak impromtu for two minutes, evaluate another speaker, lead the meeting or evaluate a speaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With weekly or bi-monthly exposure to the lessons taught by toastmasters, you cannot help but improve. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;RELAX AND PAUSE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;An old Pepsi soft drink advert used to go : "The pause that refreshes." That mantra can do some good for anyone who wants to be a better speaker. If you are afraid or nervous or just uncomfortable with speaking in a group, first capture the attention of the group with a gesture or comment and then pause while you collect your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, say, "Excuse me" or "Just one moment, please." Then pause while you collect your thoughts and then say what you wanted to say. You'll generally have their attention and your comment will carry more weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;DISCARD OUTDATED TIPS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget ridiculous notions like, "Imagine the audience in their underwear" or "Look over their heads and not into their eyes so you won't get nervous."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, look at an individual in the audience and speak just to that one person for a time. Then look for another friendly face and talk to that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Public speaking is sharing with people, not talking at people. Also, you are much more likely to relax if you think of it as only speaking to one person at a time as opposed to speaking to group of 10, 100 or 1000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;BREATH CORRECTLY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A short, choppy breath pattern can add to your nervousness and make you words come out in stutters and spurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practise slow, rhythmic breathing. Take a deep breath with your pauses and speak with confidence. This will also lower your heart rate and calm your entire being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;SMILE &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Unless your subject matter is someone's death, smile and show you are enjoying the experience. A smile reduces your tension, helps you think by releasing endorphins into the brain and relaxes your audience as well. Even if you are dealing with a serious matter, a smile can really make a difference and lighten the mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;KEEP IT SIMPLE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a simple model that will never let you down. Tell your audience what you are going to tell them; tell them; tell them what you told them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This simple formula gives you a framework for public speaking and helps people remember your point(s). Telling them the outline or key topics you will cover prepares them mentally to absorb the information and may prevent them from interrupting you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then sharing the information in a simple and straightforward manner is easier after you have already laid out your plan of attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The review at the end adds emphasis and helps to remind them of your most salient points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;OPEN WITH PIZZAZZ AND CLOSE WITH PUNCH&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make sure you memorise your opening and closing to ensure your success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge your opening and closing verbatim lets you relax as you know exactly how you will start and gives you the confidence that at least you'll end it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can't memorise the start and end of the talk because it is impromtu, then make sure you capture your audience's attention with a quip, quote, comment or joke at the beginning. Master speaker Dottie Walters always says : "Open with a laugh and close with a tear."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An alternative is to finish with a call to action, a quote, a dramatic gesture like having them stand and pledge to do something or even finish with a gimmick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;TALK THE WALK YOU WALK&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about what you know. Share your ideas based not only your opinions, but about what you've researched or lived through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell other people's stories, tell your own. Be the original article when you speak and you will have not only people's attention, but their respect when you are finish. - Source : ST/ANN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Article by Michael A. Podolinsky, a master trainer specialising in developing passionate leaders.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;....................................................................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I took this article from STAR newspaper date 30th October 2008 from section Metro Classifieds Central.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I found that many students especially those who already entered college university life, they still can't get their confident to speak in their presentation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They will speak as if they are talking and playing with their cats or hamsters. Can't even stand straight and speak properly. Mumbling or should i just say something like chanting. I don't know what they chant but i just can't hear it clear any words that they speak.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Famous way of chinese-like-speaking is always end a sentence with "aaa... mmmm.... arrrrrrr...." What language are you speaking? Speak professionally and end your presentation in professional way; have a proper starting/ending and present yourself properly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you a college university student, read and read it again this article and practise it. Don't just read without action.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-8919141256072649194?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/8919141256072649194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=8919141256072649194&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/8919141256072649194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/8919141256072649194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2008/10/how-to-improve-in-public-speaking.html' title='How To Improve In Public Speaking!'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-108830230133556026</id><published>2008-10-28T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T21:58:46.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lost words and lost way!</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, when i walk till certain steps, i feel myself are lost. I don't know whether to take a step further. I try move front without looking past. And now, i guess i'm movie too fast forward. I'm not sure should i make a u-turn or not. I'm not sure will i regret after moving in such fast speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt i'm moving too fast. But i'm enjoying my journey. There are so much risk on my journey. Anything might happen now or later. I'm not sure whether i'm brave enough to take the risk. I'm still thinking. I'm asking those who are involve to think about my step too is it too fast. I'm clueless now about my journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still thinking should a take a step further. Or should a use other way for my journey? I'm really clueless. I know there are people who starts playing guessing game now on what step i'm taking. And i'm pretty sure if i ever take this step, there are many people who will dislike/hate me. But i just hope to bring another person into this 'family.' Don't ask me what i mean by this family for i'll not tell about it till i success. I just hope i ever success about it. I just hope i'll go all out for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't leave this road. I wanted to take but i'm really really confuse. Tons of assignment haven't do and i still have to be careful of the ground i'm stepping on. Sigh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-108830230133556026?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/108830230133556026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=108830230133556026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/108830230133556026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/108830230133556026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2008/10/lost-words-and-lost-way.html' title='lost words and lost way!'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-1753005791214323757</id><published>2008-10-27T00:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T20:47:00.955+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><title type='text'>An English Lecturer's Farewell</title><content type='html'>For so many years of schooling life include college, i've never been so excited to involve in organising or even participating in any of my teachers' farewell. Not even in Hari Guru or Hari Kanak-Kanak. What i want is just a day of rest if involve in any of those thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my 1st teacher that i ever get all my friends and classmate to organise a farewell for my English Lecturer. So many english teacher had taught me before but my grammer is still the same. After this lecturer, at least i feel that my grammer is so much better than last time. I still facing grammer problem in my writing and speaking but at least is so much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did a farewell makan-makan for her on 22nd October 2008, it's just one day before my b'day. She went into Secret Recipe and bought me a piece of cheese cake. We belanja her Mc. Donald for her lunch. What we spent on her is not really important, i think. But the most important is our heart to do so many things for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On friday, she had the 1 last hour of lecture with us and she showed us the video of 'salad finger'. It's about a child molester cartoon thingy. It's scary... And i already told her i wanna take the last 10 minutes before the lecture class end to present something to her. I said i gonna do something in the class. I wanna do my presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she gave me the last 10 minutes. And I did this video for her. But this video is not from me alone. It's from the co-operation of the whole class for giving me opinion and comment about the video i did. So we presented the pictures video to her. I'm happy to see that she's so touch for all we've done. After video, a cake was brought in by Tasyina and Kartini. Everything was so successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stole her pictures from her facebook without her knowing and do all this video thingy for her. Haha...~ Forgive me Ms. Suraya... Forgive US the whole class for taking your pictures without your permission...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hope you enjoy it.. Watch it if you miss us. Even you don't miss us, watch it so that you'll start missing us.. Haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rP0qEsqnYrY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rP0qEsqnYrY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rP0qEsqnYrY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rP0qEsqnYrY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-1753005791214323757?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/1753005791214323757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=1753005791214323757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/1753005791214323757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/1753005791214323757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2008/10/english-lecturers-farewell.html' title='An English Lecturer&apos;s Farewell'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-2404932794793937102</id><published>2008-10-26T10:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T20:52:52.028+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Special Thanks To All Of You!</title><content type='html'>A special thanks to all of you who wishes me on my birthday. A message is good enough to cheer me up and also it's already a good good and the best present i can ever receive from all of you. All your messages, calls, time spending together, and a hand shake wishes is really really appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore with my classmates who spend their lunch time to celebrate my birthday with me. Words Affirmation, Quality of Time, and also Physical touch is the best birthday gift i ever receive this year. I really thanks all of you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all you all, K.Kar Yee, Ming Lee a.k.a my pet sis, Siew Kuan, Shirley Wong, Lay Hoon, Joash Yap, Kelly Leong, Dona (MMU friend), Jessica Lee, Seh Hwah, Jeremy Dinesh, Wilson Wong (Cheras Baptist Friend), Cherylyn Tan, Cheryl See (another Cheras Baptist friend), Ayie Pichu (secondary school friend but this is his name in facebook), Kimberly Yap, Allysya Tan, Timothy Lee (another Cheras Baptist dude), Stephanie Danker, Ivy Mak (another Cheras Baptist friend), Melissa Tan, Grace Goh, Angie Lim (my ji mui and she's the one who give me a nick Sallyster), Anys Beng (scout from Putrajaya), Caryn Yeo, Rosalyn Ding (Straits Baptist Church Melaka friend), Wayne Nah a.k.a my brother, Edmund Cheong (my best buddy in MMU), Job Chern, Sharifah, Darren Tan (my scout junior which like a clown in camp), Diana from UPM, Sandy from friendster, Yee (a new friend in HICT), Soon Aik a.k.a sotong from St. David scout, Michel aso from St David scout, Tuck Leong (old camp buddy), Desmond Ang (high school Melaka scout), SingYing (Kedah Scout), Veshnoo, Zi Tian, Zi En, Jing Jing (form 6 classmate), Richard (friendster friend), Pei Yin, Pei Ying, T. Kar Yee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow!! So many people here... Here's another list which not to be forgotten and would always remain in my memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bunch of crazy classmates who gave me my birthday suprise - Alice a.k.a my wifey (assignment mate), Mandy a.k.a my wifey (assignment mate), Teck Siong, Chan Fei, Chia Yee, Kim, Pui Yee, Shannon, Kartini, Tasyina. And would also like to thanks to the SSD manager, Mr. Lim, and also the SSD advisor, Kamini, for giving us the office to celebrate it. Really thanks to all of you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another bunch of more crazy people. We're all here the crazy guys who are so crazy for Jesus but act normal to come out to reach out to people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My God-Family - Dad Michael, Mom Judy, my both sayang sister Esmie and Esper, Timothy, my only indian brother Kenneth, and also my only indian sister Vanessa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much to all of you. Really thank you all. I'm so touch by all of your wishes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you guys....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-2404932794793937102?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/2404932794793937102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=2404932794793937102&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/2404932794793937102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/2404932794793937102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2008/10/special-thanks-to-all-of-you.html' title='Special Thanks To All Of You!'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-394559147355851169</id><published>2008-10-26T00:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T20:55:18.347+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>My B'day Suprise</title><content type='html'>The whole week till one day before my birthday, i was full with sadness and disappointment. A lot of things happen in family and also with friends. I not gonna go further on what happen on my family because i love my family too much. I also not gonna further about friends because i love them too and i know my friends love me too. But it's really full of sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my birthday eve, one of my closes friend of mine in college and she's also my classmate online, so i chat with her. Nowadays, i seldom will share with people about my feeling and why i'm being sad. I share a little with her. She accompany me till about 11.10pm. And the whole day i was busy with calls. I'm now busy with assignment, convocation, and also my studies and catching up with friends. So i kept on answering calls. She comfort me and chat with me. There are many times when i just need a person to just sit/stand beside me and just keep quiet to accompany me, she's the one that'll be there for me. I really appreciate her a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 12am, she's the 1st one who called me to wish me Happy Birthday. Although i just know her since August, we are like such a best friend. I haven't really get to know her but we're really close close friend. Although she's a bit sakai, she can do work. She can be a leader, unlike many people who are really playful and yet don't have the leadership value. I look up on her because of her leadership that she can handle her downline well. I just hope she will continue study till the end of the course so i won't have to headache to find other assignment mate. Everytime i can just go on her to be my assignment mate. Haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12am onwards, my mobile phone are really busy receiving calls and messages. I really appreciate all of you who have the heart to wish me. Heart is the most important one for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to bed on about 2am after watching some drama series on ntv7. When i woke up, i still have to go to my cousin brother's shop for part-time coz my cousin sister was on medical leave. After finished my job, i went to college. So as usual, i parked my car and i took the lift to the college main door. Once i reached the main door, bunch of my classmates was in front of the lift and all of them shook hand with me and wish me happy birthday. I felt like some superstar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went into the class for our lesson. After class, i don't know where my bunch of classmate go. But my this close friend drag me to library to talk and on my laptop. After a while, someone called and say the advisor of the Student Service Department wanted to see me in the office. So we went to the office immediately. When i opened the door, i saw my classmates was inside the office with the cake. They sang me birthday song and i got a b'day card from them. So wonderful of classmate i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it if i ever say this is my first time to celebrate with friends. Or shall i say this is the first time ever that friends plan a birthday suprise for me. Usually, if i feel wanna celebrate with friends, i'll just go for a movie or a makan and back home. Coz i never like to celebrate my birthday. I was looking forward to celebrate with my god-family if i'm still in Melaka. But too bad that i'm back in Klang now. And i didn't expect bunch of my friends plan this suprise for me. It's really such suprise...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys... I would like to thank Alice, Mandy, Chia Yee, Shannon, May Kim, Pui Yee, Teck Siong, Chan Fei for all this. I love you guys... I felt like a celebrity superstar and king on that day. Thanks to all of you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps : you can view the pictures at &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=46399&amp;amp;id=553963276"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=46399&amp;amp;id=553963276&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-394559147355851169?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/394559147355851169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=394559147355851169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/394559147355851169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/394559147355851169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-bday-suprise.html' title='My B&apos;day Suprise'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-3530445689347354513</id><published>2008-10-22T09:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T09:33:52.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurtful Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it hurts knowing that they'll nvr understand.&lt;br /&gt;it hurts knowing that they support you but its nvr the same.&lt;br /&gt;it hurts when eventho u wished they might be proud of u, but it turns out to be just nt enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it hurts. knowing that i'm like second class compared to the rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this from one of my friends' blog. This is what i'm feeling now. I feel this is what my life now. Living in a hurtful life but i know it will never as hurt as what Jesus faced. I'm not complaining but i only pour out my feeling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-3530445689347354513?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/3530445689347354513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=3530445689347354513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/3530445689347354513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/3530445689347354513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2008/10/hurtful-life.html' title='Hurtful Life'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-4610906002117132946</id><published>2008-10-20T23:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T23:04:54.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Do Not Need A Leader Who Ask Me To Shut Up And Follow What You Say!</title><content type='html'>One day, when i get the right time and the chance, i'll run away from this kind of leader and never come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good leader is willing to let the downline people brought things into discussion and not to scold them and ask them shut their mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysian... Think about it. This year 2008, has been so many crisis happening in Malaysia, WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this because we are being tired of Tun Mahathir's leadershipping. He command and the rest shall shut up. We are democratic country. We have the right to voice out what we want and what we don't want. We have the right to suggest to our boss about what is right and what is not right to do. We are not mute... If ever we are mute, we still have our hand to show you the sign language of what I want and what I don't want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a leader, you shall ask your people to obey you and to respect you. BUT this DOESN'T mean you DON'T NEED TO OBEY THEIR WORDS AND RESPECT THEM BACK. Regardless where you come from, you are a leader means you are a leader. Don't shut your people's mouth to voice out what they like or what they don't like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a leader, you shall tell or scold your people if you don't like the way they work. BUT they also have the right to comment upon the way you work. Remember that worker are NOT ALLOW to scold their bosses but they ARE ALLOW to comment about the right or wrong doing or give suggestion. Some people are not only work for money but they also want the stability in the company. If you ask your people to shut up and they are not allow to comment about your right or wrong doing, do you think this kind of company is what we call stability? Do you think your people will make a fully commitment to work for you the whole life? They will run as far as they can whenever they have chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of what type of family you come from, what race you are, which nationality you are, which religion you are... If you cannot do all that, do you still call yourself as a good leader? Is that a good leader behaviour? This is just being KIASU KIASI. Do you think your people will co-operate with you for being a kiasu kiasi behaviour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a leader, you don't dare to make noise, I WILL MAKE NOISE ABOUT IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a worker, you don't dare to make suggestion and don't dare to comment or to brought it into discussion, I WILL DO IT FOR THE SAKE OF STABILITY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;This kind of leader SUX THE MOST OF BEING KIASU KIASI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-4610906002117132946?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/4610906002117132946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=4610906002117132946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/4610906002117132946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/4610906002117132946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-do-not-need-leader-who-ask-me-to-shut.html' title='I Do Not Need A Leader Who Ask Me To Shut Up And Follow What You Say!'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-3672157190990882724</id><published>2008-10-20T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T20:19:50.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Is A Good Leader?</title><content type='html'>If you're being a leader, doesn't matter in family, workplace, society, etc...,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Does it mean that you make your decision follow your own instinct?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Does it mean that there's no need to listen to others' opinion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Does it mean that everything-100% you say is correct?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Does it mean that others' are not allow to give you their opinion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Does it mean that when you command people to do things, and you receive no comment back from others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  Does it mean that others or your down-line people are not allow to comment about your right/wrong doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Does it mean that when you say something and others are not allow to open their mouth to say anything or ask you anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  Does it mean that, when you scold people or your down-line people, they are not given a chance to explain about their wrong doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  Does it mean that, when you scold them, if they are right, and they are not given chance for explanation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Does it mean that, when you scold your down-line people, they hav NO RIGHT to give comment/opinion/bring it into a discussion with you one-on-one to discuss about why do you scold them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If all your answer above is right/yes, what type of leadership are you practicing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If some of your answer is right/yes, where do you learn about all this leadership practice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If all your answer above is wrong/no, what do you expect others or your down-line people to do? And WHY???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone answer my post? Can anyone explain to me about the answer you give? I need it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-3672157190990882724?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/3672157190990882724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=3672157190990882724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/3672157190990882724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/3672157190990882724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-is-good-leader.html' title='What Is A Good Leader?'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-5345212803979175941</id><published>2008-10-14T09:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T09:22:51.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy B'day Angie Lim!</title><content type='html'>Hey Angie..&lt;br /&gt;Happy 20th B'day!! Miss you so much ji mui...~ When we gonna have our ji mui day come out yum cha??&lt;br /&gt;Come back remember contact me ya. Miss you~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy B'day Angie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-5345212803979175941?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/5345212803979175941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=5345212803979175941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/5345212803979175941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/5345212803979175941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-bday-angie-lim.html' title='Happy B&apos;day Angie Lim!'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-4254449464870228736</id><published>2008-10-12T23:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T23:09:06.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Can You Buy For My B'day?</title><content type='html'>Oh well, i just found something which you can buy for my birthday. You know what? You can see it through my character. Isn't my character like a crazy guy which always do and talk about crazy stuff? Yeah... that's what i mean. I want some crazy stuff for my b'day if anyone could buy me one. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WANT A HEDGEHOG!!! Here's the picture in case you don't know what's hedgehog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256283412130555858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SPIR6hLR59I/AAAAAAAABO8/V0PVmG5bueo/s320/thumb_april.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256283595246384866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SPISFLVftuI/AAAAAAAABPE/-dCKdFVvAT0/s320/hedgehog%2520015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Many people mistaken that hedgehog is another species of porcupine. It is entirely different and unrelated animal. Both are not the same. Hedgehogs are a small, insectivorous (insect eating) mammal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is so lovely animal. I would love to have one if anyone would buy one for my coming birthday. Hehehe~ I'm crazy for hedgehog...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will love you so much if you buy me one... Maybe i should start praying for one... Hahaha~ Hope that when reach my birthday i will get one. Hahaha~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-4254449464870228736?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/4254449464870228736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=4254449464870228736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/4254449464870228736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/4254449464870228736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-can-you-buy-for-my-bday.html' title='What Can You Buy For My B&apos;day?'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SPIR6hLR59I/AAAAAAAABO8/V0PVmG5bueo/s72-c/thumb_april.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-7453637225610616017</id><published>2008-10-12T21:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T21:01:16.426+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>My Late + Early B'day Present 2 in 1</title><content type='html'>Yesterday night, 11 October 2009, someone has called me up asking whether am i free or not and would like to pay me a visit. She is my longest friend in secondary school. We've been through happy and not happy time together. I used to call her mummy for no reason and she'll call me son. Until now we're still so close. When she's sad, she used to call me out for a drink and complain to me. That's my same age with me mom, Shirley Wong... I know her secret and she know little of mine. Well, i don't really have secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was with her bf at that time when she call me. She just said, there's a present she bought for my last year's birthday and after keeping for so long, now she wanna pass it to me. We've met many many times this year but everytime also she forget to bring it. And guess what she gave me??? She gave me ALAIN DELON watch...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been thinking of buying such watch. At the end, i didn't buy it because i'm a sportsman and always go for sports. So everytime also i go and buy sports' watch. And now, since i'm so lazy to go for sports, i had been wanting that analogue watch so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She actually bought the watch for my last year b'day. And now it become 2 in 1 because my b'day coming! Haha~ Now she get to save her money to buy extra present for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We actually went to Bukit Tinggi Fun Fair then to mamak with her bf. Then about 12.30 + i asked her to fetch me back because i have run competition next day. When i reached home, i got a shock and stunt there for few second of speechless after opening the present. I call her immediately to thank her.. Wow~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really thank you so much Shirley Wong... Love u so much...~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SPH9OLqiHBI/AAAAAAAABOk/v_ljCKmGY9Y/s1600-h/PA120020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256260660209261586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SPH9OLqiHBI/AAAAAAAABOk/v_ljCKmGY9Y/s320/PA120020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SPH9OBmYt6I/AAAAAAAABOs/80Ou8eILZWQ/s1600-h/PA120021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256260657507514274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SPH9OBmYt6I/AAAAAAAABOs/80Ou8eILZWQ/s320/PA120021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SPH9OcJ5NyI/AAAAAAAABO0/tHzfah5_rzE/s1600-h/PA120027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256260664635766562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SPH9OcJ5NyI/AAAAAAAABO0/tHzfah5_rzE/s320/PA120027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : To anyone who intended to buy me anything, sorry to tell you thank you so much because I don't need any analogue watch or clock neither right now. Please don't buy me any gift because i don't like receiving gift. Receiving gift is not my primary or secondary love language.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I only will appreciate if you give me any gift that i had been wanted for long time or i wanna use it immediately such as this Alain Delon Paris watch. She gave me in the right time that is why i appreciate it so much. Again!!! I beg anyone of you not to buy anything for me. An extra gift for me is like an extra rubbish in my room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know some might get hurt when i say that when you give me any gift and i treat it like an extra rubbish. But just one question you need to answer me, would you prefer me to speak straight forward to tell you what i like and what i don't like or you prefer me to hide from you? You give me any gift now and at the back of you i'll throw away after some time. So it's equal to not worth giving me any gift. Don't waste your money.. If you wanted to use your money so much to buy things for me, you have 2 choice. 1 is treat me for my meal in any restaurant i like or give me the money and i'll go buy things which i like. I don't like b'day card either. I prefer you give me a call/sms/email/message to wish me a happy birthday rather than any other thing else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I already mention so many times that love language is an important language that the whole world know to speak if you learn it and it's very easy to learn this language. And my love language is Words Affirmation and Quality time. Secondary love language is Physical Touch. Just come and spend time with me and give me a FRIEND LOVE hug would mean so much to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, for those understand what love language i speak, i guess it's pretty easy for you to know what i want from you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pergi balik, pergi balik, pergi balik. Conclusion end with love language. Thanks to those who taught me this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till here i write. Will update when i have anything.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-7453637225610616017?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/7453637225610616017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=7453637225610616017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/7453637225610616017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/7453637225610616017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-late-early-bday-present-2-in-1.html' title='My Late + Early B&apos;day Present 2 in 1'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SPH9OLqiHBI/AAAAAAAABOk/v_ljCKmGY9Y/s72-c/PA120020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-2556185836476441042</id><published>2008-10-10T20:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T20:54:03.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat Full Full No Poo Poo Come Out Human!</title><content type='html'>What's wrong with you guys those youngsters out there who have friendster, facebook or whatsoever friends-making web? Whenever have chance for you all to post email or bulletin, the most famous title are 'Pls Read This... Pls Do Not Open... I Love Sex With My Girlfriend In Kitchen...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand what makes you all post all this stupid nonsense title. I don't mind if you post any other kind of jokes or nonsenses, but please do not post about 'If you did not post this, your MOTHER will die in 3 days or 48 hours'. What the heck??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I don't mind if you post chain letter, but please do not include the swearing about people's mother or people's life. Please do not threaten people. Please do not swear on people's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who the heck who taught you to swear on people's life? Regardless of what religion you are, do your religion teach you that swearing is good? If yes, tell me what's your religion that tell/teach you to swear on people. If not, why do you post those bulletin or email saying 'if you do not post this, your mother will die in 3 days?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't you are stupid? I'm so angry at those messages and emails that i received. Here's one example.. :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"And Because you opened it, now you have to re post this saying. Pls come to our wedding on oct 18 , 2008. if you dont, your mother will die in 3 days w/a horrible sickness, but if you do the person you have will love you forever. P.S.sorry guys, i just need to re post this as i love my mom so much &amp;amp; i dont need a badluck . Sorry..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you ended your sentence with the word 'SORRY?' Hey, let me just tell you that you are stupid for those who post this kinda thingy. I choose to write it out because i want the nation to realise that swearing is not a good thing. What benefit you got to post this kinda messages/emails?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moron... Stupid...&lt;br /&gt;I'm so angry at those people..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-2556185836476441042?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/2556185836476441042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=2556185836476441042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/2556185836476441042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/2556185836476441042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2008/10/eat-full-full-no-poo-poo-come-out-human.html' title='Eat Full Full No Poo Poo Come Out Human!'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-8634653175672091602</id><published>2008-10-08T12:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T21:03:27.628+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday To Myself In Advance a.k.a. Syiok Sendiri Post</title><content type='html'>On Sunday Night, my god-mom use her daughter, my god-sis, msn to chat with me. We didn't chat for long. She just ask me how's my family and I. Just a short moment of catching up about me. So, I told her i'm having my midterm now and it's Sunday, so i lazy to study or do my revision. As usual, i don't want to study on weekend. It's my resting days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of her question that make me stunt there and I don't know how to answer is 'So, how are you going to celebrate your b'day?". I replied her that nothing special. I just wan a simple gathering within all my family members which is include them as my god-family. Although i'm 21 this year, i'll say that it's nothing big. What I want is family. I don't plan to have a party with friends or anyone else. I just want family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought this year will be a special year for me to celebrate my b'day with them. But things just didn't go well as i planned. What I planned is not important. But what most important for me is 'What's God's plan for me?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family is very, very important tools in my life. I say tool because they support me since i was born till now. They are the tools for me when I needed them. They are also the tools for me when I think that I don't need them for that time being. They are my ups and they are also my downs. They are always there for me but just that sometime i just don't appreciate the acts of service they provided me. Sometimes i just put them aside to do things which i want to do. I realise the selfishness of me. I just want to change but i need time. Since I came back from Melaka, I do realise I change a lot. Between my character and the relationship with my family. Now, I know why God sent me to Melaka for the one whole year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda miss my god-family in Melaka so much. I learnt so many things from them. After so long of being betrayed by friends, love ones, and people around me, and finally i found someone which i can fully trust aside from God. I got to learn the meaning of love. I learnt about love languages which now i kept pressing and blogging about in my post recently. I learnt the meaning of a hug. I learnt the meaning of many many things. There are things which I learnt are so indescribeable. There are things which I can't get to explain of what had I learnt in Melaka but only I could perform it out if you do realise that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is so wonderful, isn't He? He sent me to learnt so many things yet there are times where I don't appreciate it. God is so wonderful. He is so wonderful. God is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I miss my family in Melaka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-8634653175672091602?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/8634653175672091602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=8634653175672091602&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/8634653175672091602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/8634653175672091602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-to-myself-in-advance-aka.html' title='Happy Birthday To Myself In Advance a.k.a. Syiok Sendiri Post'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-7404450294535240732</id><published>2008-10-05T12:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T21:04:07.142+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Language'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>Since the day i posted about 'Love Languages', many people kept messaging me to tease me and criticize me about the post. When i post the 2nd post, still same message came into my inbox saying that 'what do you know other than 'love language'?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the hect I kept pressing on love language? There are people who feel that their parents, friends, etc had love them enough. There are people out there who are hungry for love. They felt that they keep arguing with their parents, friends, bf/gf, etc.. They kept on argue everytime they meet. But don't know what is the cause of the arguement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Gary Chapman for introducing the 'love languages'. By knowing and learning this love language and introduce it to your friends and love one, you'll get to avoid those 'stupid' arguement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, you give your love one a gift, an expensive gift. After few days, you found that the gift you gave to your love one is on the floor. Your love one didn't keep it like a gold or like a symbol of love that you gave. In this case, both you will start to argue 'don't you love me? if you love me why you simply put the gift on the floor? Why did you simply throw my thing on floor and didn't keep properly?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are time, when you jokingly say to your love one 'you are ugly. You're not fat. Your hair style are outdated.' Your love one will either give you a slap or will not talk to you till you oppologize for what you've said. You will think that you are just joking. But your love one will take your words seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this is back to the topic of 'love language.' Both you argue for all this small childish matter because you didn't speak your love one's love language. Love language is like a dialect of one language. When you speak other dialect that your love one don't know, your love one might think that you are criticizing your love one. You have to speak your love one's love language in order for your love one to feel more love from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is also very, very important that your love one MUST also know about your love language. If both you know each other's love language, it can make both you meet with lesser arguement. When you speak your love one's love language, your love one will feel more love from you. When your love one speak your love language, you also will feel more love from your love one. This is why i keep pressing on love languages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To speak one's love language, you must know about your own love language first. It can apply to your parents, friends, bf/gf or anyone that you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, Good luck for learning more about love language.&lt;br /&gt;God bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-7404450294535240732?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/7404450294535240732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=7404450294535240732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/7404450294535240732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/7404450294535240732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2008/10/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-2816764526167702819</id><published>2008-10-05T00:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T21:05:01.039+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Language'/><title type='text'>Five Love Language Self Made Video</title><content type='html'>Hi My Dear Blog Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are something to share with you. Everybody needs LOVE. Here's my self made video to make you know yourself more about love. And also what love language do you speak. Wanna know what is love language? Watch this video to know more about love languages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that now or in future, you'll get to know your love one more. Let your love one know what is Love Language so that both of you will get to know each other more and more and more. Wish both you and your love one happy together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teach or let them know what is love language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2kG4ZFKyybs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2kG4ZFKyybs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2kG4ZFKyybs" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2kG4ZFKyybs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : love one can mean about bf/gf, family, friends, or whoever you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regards,&lt;br /&gt;Callister-K3t4m&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-2816764526167702819?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/2816764526167702819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=2816764526167702819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/2816764526167702819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/2816764526167702819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2008/10/five-love-language-self-made-video.html' title='Five Love Language Self Made Video'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-7204623790657032934</id><published>2008-10-03T12:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T12:08:22.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Pranker!</title><content type='html'>Stupid pranker... U're so lucky that i'm not allow to curse you. If not!!! Mmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You too free edi ar? Claim to be my ex-classmate in MMU. When i call the best friend of that girl, everything bocor. She didn't change her phone number. And every corner or single lubang of story bocor. I know everything about that girl. That's why i suspect something was wrong when i was on conversation with the stupid pranker. Stupid girl!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : to anyone who wanna call me using the new number which i don't know your number, don't think i'll easily get fool by you. I can chat with you as if like i trust who you are on phone and after closing down the phone i'll began checking on it. Don't think i'm a very busy guy who even busy to check who prank on me. You stupid!!! Prank on me...! I'm waiting for your call now and you'll get from me when you call me. You asked me to wait for your call. I'll wait..! When you call me then you'll know who really am I this idiotic K3t4m.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-7204623790657032934?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/7204623790657032934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=7204623790657032934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/7204623790657032934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/7204623790657032934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2008/10/stupid-pranker.html' title='Stupid Pranker!'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-1545192250916118967</id><published>2008-10-02T16:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T16:36:41.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unknown Caller!</title><content type='html'>I just received a call from an unknown caller. A girl's voice claim to be my friend and claim to be my classmate back to MMU. We talked for about 1 hour plus about our life and some questions. From voice and the way she talk seems like a nice girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked her many questions about MMU and class, she seems go clueless about it. I not sure whether to trust or not to trust her about the claim that she's my classmate. She said wanna meet me in KL but not now. She asked me not to contact her but she'll contact me when time comes. I'll see when will be the time she'll be contacting me. I'll wait for it. In the whole conversation, i just play along in everything. I'll see what she wanna trick me. I'm showing her that i am stupid enough to falls on the trick and i'll show her my superduper chiu kap mou tek power when i get to meet if it's a prank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope whatever she spoke is true. Her voice seems familiar for who she claim she is. But i still not sure. I can't judge her for who she is just because of her voice. I hope this is not a prank call or something like tat.. I hope nobody will post a link to my blog and when i open it, then there is the story of how that person prank me. I'll shout out loud and go crazy. I hate prankers. That is why i don't prank people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept thinking of her. I really wanted to know who the heaven she is. Is she from heaven or hell who call me? Is she the angel God sent me or devil that came to disturb my life since i'm so weak now. I hope she's the angel... I hope to meet with her no matter she's angel or devil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chiaoz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-1545192250916118967?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/1545192250916118967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=1545192250916118967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/1545192250916118967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/1545192250916118967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2008/10/unknown-caller.html' title='Unknown Caller!'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-5361793418624693258</id><published>2008-09-30T23:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T10:27:39.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote Of Today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sesal Dahulu Berpendapatan,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sesal Kemudian Tidak Berguna!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Regret Now Is Better Than Regretting Later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-5361793418624693258?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/5361793418624693258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=5361793418624693258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/5361793418624693258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/5361793418624693258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2008/09/quote-of-today.html' title='Quote Of Today!'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-2133457605715629484</id><published>2008-09-29T18:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T21:05:47.040+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Language'/><title type='text'>Love Language! (Again????)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You must be wonder why i keep writing about love languages? Haih, this sloweed87 bangang betul.. Other than love language what else he know? Fail in relationship, fail in exam, fail in work, fail in so many things. The only thing this sloweed87 know is scout scout scout and love languages love languages love languages. Betul bangang la this fellow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you might not realise how important love languages are, but trust me that one day you for sure will realise how important is love languages. Recently, my blog had got to influence another person get to know about love languages. This person came to my blog through a friend of mine. I taught my friend and she say she don't have love languages. Insisted to know about love languages. I still trying my best to influence whoever i can get about love languages. I can't get to influence my friend, but my friend's friend came to my blog and got to know about love languages. So now, i've influence minimum of 3 person about love languages. What about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How i get to influence them about love languages? Because they feel that they need more love. And through love languages is the way how you want to feel others love and how you want to make other feel more love from you. They all are hungry for love. All of us realise where we kept having problems with our love ones. Had you ever ask yourself 'WHY?' Why kept having the same problem? Turn here turn there corner here corner there also the same problem arise. No other patern already ar??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The key word is love languages. You don't understand your partner's love languages nor your partner understand yours. When i tell you about love languages, don't come and tell me 'my love language is YOU. I don't like receiving gift, i don't like words affirmation, i don't like acts of service, i don't like all the 5 love languages. The only thing i want is you..!!!' If your love languages is not the 5 above, then you will not mind if i say 'F***' for example. You will not mind if i scold you any bad word. When i scold you the letter F word, you will still smile and say 'oh dear, i like the word you scold me. Say more the letter F word. I really really love it when you say that to me.' Am I right? Because your love language is ME... So whatever i say, do also you'll like and LOVE it because your love language is ME...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't ever go tell your love one that your love language is Him/Her.. That will not works. Read this blog which recently got to know about love languages through my blog. Read it to get more explanation and details about love languages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hide-gpy.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.hide-gpy.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck!! God Bless!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-2133457605715629484?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/2133457605715629484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=2133457605715629484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/2133457605715629484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/2133457605715629484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2008/09/love-language-again_29.html' title='Love Language! (Again????)'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-2371029591114938210</id><published>2008-09-29T18:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T18:44:10.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updated!!!</title><content type='html'>Recently, i found that many people are viewing my blog every single day. Even those from New Zealand, Australia, States, China, Taiwan, Serbia, Ontario, Philipine, and many more countries. I'm glad that my brothers and sisters change my view of blogging. Although i had not update my blog since i last blog on 16 September 2008, so many people are viewing my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really thank my brothers and sisters for changing my view of blogging. I used to blog about my personal life, my happy and also unhappy things, blog about useless thing which are not worthy to blog, and those that are meaningless post. And now i blog about my personal life too, but i share with people about my life. How i went through ups and downs and how i solve those problems. I thank God for every single day that He gave me. There are still so many things for me to do. There are greater things yet to come for me to witness. I thank Jesus for coming into my life and live in me to protect me for everything. And He gave me everything i needed. I also thank God for directing those people to visit my sharing here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As now i have hard time to go to church. Still finding time to go to church. However, i thank God that in other hand, i meet so many brothers and sisters in Christ daily. I gonna volunteer myself to contribute to one of the society in HICT and the adviser is also Christian. I believe greater things are coming to my sight. I believe God is showing me a way. I thank God for everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post a proper post when i'm free. Currently really busy of assignment, presentation, midterm test, homework and also struggling through my life... Haih...~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-2371029591114938210?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/2371029591114938210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=2371029591114938210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/2371029591114938210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/2371029591114938210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2008/09/love-language-again.html' title='Updated!!!'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-7565667294605936041</id><published>2008-09-16T22:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T21:06:36.487+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scout'/><title type='text'>Scout Badges Collector</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know when you saw the title you'll go like "Nah! Boring topic again." I'm not asking you to read also. If you feel bored then leave la.. Haiyo.... I post for whoever that interested about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just to make an announcement here that i've created a website about my personal badge collection. There are scout badges to trade/sell. Drop me an email and show me what you got for the trade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Once A Scout, Always A Scout'&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;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/sloweed87"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.freewebs.com/sloweed87&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;with 3 fingers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Callister - k3t4m&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;p/s : for those who don't know what it mean by 3 fingers, please don't simply post comment or shout out to shout like a crazy fellow who got mad cow disease about the word i wrote 'with 3 fingers'. When a scout write with 3 fingers, it mean signing with regards. Just the same like how you end your letter with the word 'your love or regards or with courtesy'. And 3 fingers is the scout sign or respecting the other scout.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246624781946788194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SM_BcP2zGWI/AAAAAAAABOM/dXeZ8Jnzv9s/s320/Scout_Sign.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;this is what i mean '3 fingers'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-7565667294605936041?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/7565667294605936041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=7565667294605936041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/7565667294605936041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/7565667294605936041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2008/09/scout-badges-collector.html' title='Scout Badges Collector'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/SM_BcP2zGWI/AAAAAAAABOM/dXeZ8Jnzv9s/s72-c/Scout_Sign.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-652225698990170758</id><published>2008-09-11T17:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T17:56:22.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hungry!!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday night, after talking on phone with one of my god-sis I went downstairs to watch some chinese drama on tv. Quite a nice drama that i've been watching this 2 weeks. I'll watch till about 1am only come up to have my bed time. I finished my asses and have nothing to do. Lebih-lebih lagi, yesterday wednesday i have tau fu fah to eat coz near my house here got pasar malam. My dad bought tau fu fah for me every wednesday. So while watching tv i ate my tau fu fah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, i saw a rabbit in my house and i ran so fast up stairs to shoot it. After doing the business, i suddenly felt black out. I was planning to grab on something to make me stand or i gonna squart down to make myself stable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what is happening. The thing I remembered is my body bang the door. It just black out for few second. I mean black out as in i fainted. Then when my eyes open, i was so so superbly blur and i was lying straight on floor. I don't know how i fall down. I only know i was on floor lying down straight. Ouch!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad heard a banging door sound and he rushes out to see what happen. When my dad came out, i already stood up. He ask me what happen and I was so blur and I don't know what to answer. I told him 'nothing, anything???' Then he went back sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went downstairs and off tv and lights all then i faster came up my bed to rest. Until now I don't know what happened on my last night. My back got some scratches. Mayb coz when i fell down, my back kena the toilet door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD!!! I'm hungry for YOU!!! I need You...!!! Help me!! Save Me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fine now, don't worry. I just cant remember what happen after shooting rabbit. Argg....!!!! It's my first time fainted. Never before it happen on me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-652225698990170758?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/652225698990170758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=652225698990170758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/652225698990170758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/652225698990170758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2008/09/hungry.html' title='Hungry!!!'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-8423454908429710057</id><published>2008-09-10T22:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T21:08:59.173+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>4th &amp; 5th Day Sabah</title><content type='html'>4th day in Sabah also nothing much but complains a lot. No lar... I'm not so bad that keep complaining. 4th day of Sabah is my brother's convo. We woke up at about 6.45am to prepare and ate breakfast and send my bro to his uni UMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wore formal there. Suppose to wear tie but i didnt wear. It's so freaking hot. And although in an airconditional hall, it's not really cold also. Waited for hours for his convo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, we're asked to stand up to sing Negaraku which is our Malaysia national anthemn. Then, after singing, is the president's speech. After president speech, nah! Don't ask me what happen because i fell asleep. I slept for about 1 and half hours in the hall. When i woke up, it's almost my bro's time to go up stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After his convo finish still have to wait for him to take pictures here and there with this and that and all his friends. And the weather that time is so freaking hot. I cannot tahan the hot weather and because of the weather, my face result like the picture below...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s16.photobucket.com/albums/b13/sloweed87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC06849.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket Image Hosting" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b13/sloweed87/DSC06849.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After he finishes everything, we went to hotel to have a rest. While my dad resting and little bro playing my laptop onlineing, my elder bro and mom went back to the uni to joined the faculty to have tea time. I went to a shopping mall beside the hotel. Have bowling alley there. I was so bored don't know what to do, so i though of play bowling alone there. I went to the bowling alley there, all those pro are playing there. They throw every ball also get a strike one. Wah!!! I don't want to myself embarass... So i decided to see them play and i didnt play. Hehe... Lepak there a while then i went back hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, we went to have a simple dinner and went back hotel to rest. I onlined again. Haha~ Nothing to do in hotel then online lor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th day, we woke up at about 7.30am and we went for breakfast. After breakfast, me, mom, and the 2 brothers went to a market call 'Philipino Market' where you can get to buy all sort of things inside. It's just like a normal market. Then still got a little time, we went to shopping mall to buy some Sabah coffee. After buying we pack our luggage and head to air port and come back klang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the way i write all my post here are so dead. But i blog for the sake of blogging and updating for those who are interested to know how far had i gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all about my trip in Sabah..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you will be WAT!!!! Where's the photos you promise??? K la k la... very easy... just go &lt;a href="http://sloweed87.multiply.com/photos/album/53/Sabah_Trip"&gt;http://sloweed87.multiply.com/photos/album/53/Sabah_Trip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside you can see what i ate for dinner and what i see and what i saw and many many things.. Hehe..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, thank God for my safe journey~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-8423454908429710057?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/8423454908429710057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=8423454908429710057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/8423454908429710057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/8423454908429710057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2008/09/4th-5th-day-sabah.html' title='4th &amp; 5th Day Sabah'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-4624834711760921504</id><published>2008-09-10T21:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T21:09:32.580+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>3rd Day Sabah</title><content type='html'>Forgotten what time we woke up on 3rd day. There's nothing much on 3rd day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 3rd day, we went visit a rumah panjang or called as long house. It's built by the orang asli there and now it's only use as decoration for people to see. There are still people who stay inside the long house. We have to pay to go in the long house. Inside it, they sell various of things hand made by them. Orang asli there are kind. Even though you don't buy their things, they are willing to show you and talk to you and play with you. I got some pictures of the long house and the room in the long house. A room can sleep about 2 to 4 person and in a long house, have around 10 rooms. So it mean in a long house will have around 40person living together. At the middle of the long house, it has a balcony thingy and it's a worship place. On top of the main door of the long house another balcony. The balcony only for girls. Believe me, they have beauty pageant contest. And they also have like a contest for guy who win will marry their daughter. Then during the marriage eve day, the daughter will be locked in the balcony thingy and not allow to take any food. So that is the use of balcony. It's either for beauty pageant contest or for the daughter's marriage day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After long house, we went to a bee farm. The bee hive is in a box. The person incharge there show us how the puff the bee away with smoke for those bees to become 'high' so that it wont sting you. And they took the bars out show us the bee hive. And they cut some of it and let us eat it pure. It's so sweet and so delicious. Then I took the chance to hold the bee hive bar and took a photo. Also my family bought few bottles of the honey back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After bee farm, we went to a place call 'Tip Of Borneo'. I don't know what so great about tip of Borneo. It's just a normal decorated well and nice place for us to see the sea. They says Borneo is looks like a dog's head or something like that. And the tip of Borneo it's looks like the ear of the dog. I see nothing there. Except if you let me ride on a helicopter and i see from up, then may be i'll see a different thing. So mainly we just go there take pictures, hang around, see sea, get the sea air and wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night went for a dinner then back to hotel and online again. Then sleep..~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-4624834711760921504?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/4624834711760921504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=4624834711760921504&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/4624834711760921504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/4624834711760921504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2008/09/3rd-day-sabah.html' title='3rd Day Sabah'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-2633577281983317033</id><published>2008-09-10T20:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T21:16:21.058+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>2nd Day Sabah</title><content type='html'>2nd Day, we woke up at about 8.30am. We check out of the Strawberry Hotel and we went to the hill top again to get the clearer view of Mount Kinabalu. We took some photo there... But still not clear view coz all the mist block the view of the mount. We took family photo there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lepak in the hotel there and took some pictures of human and non human, we went to Nephentes Garden in somewhere Sabah. Don't ask me where is the somewhere. I told you I forgotten the places' name. I only remember the incident. In case you don't know what is Nephentes, here's the pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s16.photobucket.com/albums/b13/sloweed87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC06696.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b13/sloweed87/DSC06696.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it nice?? Got more pic... later i'll tell you the link to go and see those pic i've taken. We need to go through a road like a trekking road. It's up to a high hill. We must wait for the person in charge to open the door. Yeah... door. Only people with permission are allow to go up the hill with security lock. Along the road up the hill, it's full with nephentes. All are sooo nice.. And also different species of nephentes and orchids too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Nephentes Garden, we went to visit the Hot Spring. We took our shoe off and play with the hot water for about an hour there and we chaoz... Nothing great about hot spring except if you don't know what hot spring is then it's nice to play. I've went to Melaka hot spring once. I went there in midnight with other churches members. At that time, i even jump in the hot spring and play the water there. So fun... Okay..!!! it's not about Melaka.. it's about sabah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hot spring, since it's nothing interesting there, we went to town check-in in another hotel which is Radias Hotel. The journey from hot spring to town took about 4 hours journey. It's so long journey. I brought my laptop there and the hotel provide free wi-fi and LAN internet. After dinner, I online and wrote a post there which i've forgotten which post i wrote there. Find it our yourself if you're interested. Haha...~ I'm too lazy to find it for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I onlined till about 1am and I was so tired. I sleep la.. What else... Tired lagi wan terus online meh?? That's all for my 2nd day in Sabah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh yeah... left out something. While waiting for person incharge in nephentes garden, we went to a sungai nearby to play with the sungai water. It's so freaking cold. This is the coldest water i ever had. At the river there, have many rocks. I don't know why, i went sit alone at the rock there and i began to sing the chorus of 'Mighty To Save'. It's just my auto reaction. I kept sing and sing over and over again the chorus of Mighty To Save. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that song so much. BUT i love God even more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-2633577281983317033?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/2633577281983317033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=2633577281983317033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/2633577281983317033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/2633577281983317033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2008/09/2nd-day-sabah.html' title='2nd Day Sabah'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-9168521953760167107</id><published>2008-09-08T16:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T21:17:33.741+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>Sabah Holiday - 1st Day</title><content type='html'>Yeah, i know it's quite sometime ago that i went to Sabah. Sorry lor... Now only got the time to update about Sabah due to laptop got virus. Just reformatted my laptop but I'm smart to save all my pictures 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up early in the morning which i've forgotten what time i woke up and prepare to leave the house. My uncle which is my mom's 2nd brother came fetch us to LCCT. We took AirAsia plane. This is my 2nd time in plane after the first time where i was still so small took plane to Langkawi together with my aunts. I was so excited that will be in plane again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My uncle came at about 7.30am, so we took our bags all put in the boot. We reach airport about 8.15am. We haven't took our breakfast yet. So my mom and dad went to a chinese food kinda restaurant to eat some bun and have drink there. I only took a cup of milo and a bun. Someone recommended me the AirAsia 'nasi lemak' is soooo nice. I was waiting to go in the plane to order the nasi lemak so i didnt eat much in the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we reached there, we immediately check-in and put our luggage in. Cut the story short.. I know i very cheong hei...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's cut it short to the 1st day. I gonna summarize everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So once we reach Sabah at about 11.45am, we straight went to Kundasang, I think. I can't remember those places name that we went there. We check-in a hotel. Forgotten the hotel name but i remember it has strawberry farm. Hotel's name also is Strawberry hotel or something like tat. After we rest a while in the hotel, we went further up to see the Mount Kinabalu. There has the market and ayam bakar. That is the first time i ever ate such delicious chicken wing bakar and also the first time in my life i eat the chicken butt. I don't dare to eat but it smells so good and i'm willing to try it. It tasted so nice.. I wish i can go back there to eat it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the market, we went further up to a hotel up a hill to see the Mount Kinabalu clearer view. Unfortunately, it started to rain when we reach the hill top hotel. That area there is quite an ulu ulu place. Although it's ulu, believe me, the scenery there are so nice much nicer than KL. The air is so clean West Malaysia. I'm willing to stay there forever to get a low pay with low life cost. No need to pay so much for food and wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We waited a little while more at the hotel there, then we went down to duno what restaurant to have dinner. The dinner there is delicious. It's cheap, and worth it. We took our dinner at about 8.30pm. And that is consider a very late dinner in my family. After dinner, we went back to hotel to have rest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-9168521953760167107?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/9168521953760167107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=9168521953760167107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/9168521953760167107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/9168521953760167107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2008/09/sabah-holiday-1st-day.html' title='Sabah Holiday - 1st Day'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-1862925327921520589</id><published>2008-09-06T19:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T19:05:17.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Your Personality!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eeeeee" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are An ENFJ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/enfj.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The Giver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You strive to maintain harmony in relationships, and you usually succeed.&lt;br /&gt;Articulate and enthusiastic, you are good at making personal connections.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you idealize relationships too much - and end up being let down.&lt;br /&gt;You find the most energy and comfort in social situations ... where you shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you are very protective and supporting.&lt;br /&gt;However, you do need to "feel special" - and it's quite easy for you to get jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, you are a natural leader. You can help people discover their greatest potential.&lt;br /&gt;You would make a good writer, human resources director, or psychologist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you see yourself: Trusting, idealistic, and expressive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When other people don't get you, they see you as: Bossy, inappropriate, and loud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/"&gt;What's" Your Personality Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't usually do this but i saw it from a blog from a friend of mine. Since she do it for fun and i also do it for fun to see what's my personality. It's good knowing about yourself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-1862925327921520589?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/1862925327921520589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=1862925327921520589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/1862925327921520589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/1862925327921520589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2008/09/whats-your-personality.html' title='What&apos;s Your Personality!'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-1250663095252290090</id><published>2008-09-06T01:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T20:28:32.130+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian'/><title type='text'>Decision Making!</title><content type='html'>Many people are struggling from decision making. Sometime we have to admit that decision making is a skill. People who dare to make decision is a brave person. Unfortunately, everyone have to learn about making decision. Exactly i mean EVERYONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you do, the conclusion is back on making decision. For me, i RARELY regret of one decision i've make. It deal with a little bit of psycology and more on one's leadership skills. How good you make decision it will reflect to your leadership. A good leadership skills will never let others interfere or influence your decision. You also must have strong reason on why you make that decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to lead effectively, you need to be able to make good decisions. If you can learn to do this in a timely and well-considered way, then you can lead your team to spectacular and well-deserved success. However, if you dither or make poor decisions, your team risks failure and your time as a leader will probably be brutally short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've make many decision in my life. Many of it that i'll never regret after making that decision no matter how many people or who trying to influence me. I lead a very good life now. I'm happy with my life i'm happy walking witht he Lord. My greatest and most happy thing is to know Lord and that change me into a really different person. I am now who I am. What make me leading a very good and happy life is because of the decision making in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never regret of knowing the Lord and walking with Him every day. Although sometimes i do think it again of the decision i've make, thought i can pull back my words and change my decision, but at last i still stick on my decision and never change it. In my life, even now, there are so many people who try to influence me daily of every single decision i've make. Some people may just want to make me regret of decision i've make, but it will fail because of my stone head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, i just feel like want to have those supernature power to talk to the satan to stop sending the devils to come influence me. But i know it's not right for me to have those kinda thing. And well, i have to take that as a test to see how good is my decision making skills and my leadership skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go bed now.. Just finish one of my account question and now is about to 2am. Good night...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-1250663095252290090?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/1250663095252290090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=1250663095252290090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/1250663095252290090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/1250663095252290090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2008/09/decision-making.html' title='Decision Making!'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-1747675885221109573</id><published>2008-09-03T09:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T10:00:58.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry Kelly!</title><content type='html'>Hey Kelly, sorry ya haven't get to update my post about Sabah. Too much work to do. I'll get it done by this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Forgive me...!!!&lt;/span&gt; I hope by friday i can get my work done and i'll post pictures about it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SORRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-1747675885221109573?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/1747675885221109573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=1747675885221109573&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/1747675885221109573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/1747675885221109573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2008/09/sorry-kelly.html' title='Sorry Kelly!'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.post-2463972630652007350</id><published>2008-09-01T03:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T20:29:51.933+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Language'/><title type='text'>Love Language Quest</title><content type='html'>I found a webpage about love languages quest which you can do it to know what's your love langauge are. Hope after you read my previous post about love language could make you understand what is love language. And now, do this quest to see what is your primary love language, which also mean what can other do for you to make you feel love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://greaterquest.com/LoveLanguages.asp"&gt;http://greaterquest.com/LoveLanguages.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After doing the quest, post it in your blog or drop an email to me about your score. Let's make each other feel love and more love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Score&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Love Language &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12&lt;br /&gt;Words of Affirmation&lt;br /&gt;9&lt;br /&gt;Quality Time&lt;br /&gt;0&lt;br /&gt;Receiving of Gifts&lt;br /&gt;4&lt;br /&gt;Acts of Service&lt;br /&gt;5&lt;br /&gt;Physical Touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my score of the love language quest i've done. Now what's your score?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;How to interpret your Profile Score:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your highest score indicates your primary love language. Your second highest score indicates your secondary lovelanguage. If two scores are identical, you are bilingual (you have two primary love languages). If the scores of yourprimary and your secondary language are close (for example, 10 &amp;amp; 9 respectfully), it indicates both are important toyou. Whatever a significant other does to express love in either of these languages will get emotional points with you.The highest possible score for any language is 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a clear picture of your primary &amp;amp; secondary love languages will explain much of your past behavior Think backover the past and ask yourself "What have I most often requested from significant others?" Chances are your answerwill lie within the scope of your primary &amp;amp; secondary love languages. You have been requesting that which would meetyour deepest need for emotional love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28021445-2463972630652007350?l=sloweed87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/feeds/2463972630652007350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28021445&amp;postID=2463972630652007350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/2463972630652007350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28021445/posts/default/2463972630652007350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sloweed87.blogspot.com/2008/09/love-language-quest.html' title='Love Language Quest'/><author><name>sloweed87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17614923960988074972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEJmrmpkiX0/S3QI7sITKFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/zTK1SjB-il0/S220/n553963276_1178870_6243.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021445.po
