<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-8373949</id><updated>2024-03-08T11:20:11.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace of mind...</title><subtitle type='html'>let the blog begin...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default?alt=atom'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default?alt=atom&amp;start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>thelefthanded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04754410847300242706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373949.post-110559568137093901</id><published>2005-01-13T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T20:33:38.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.: my new blog :.</title><content type='html'>as i&#39;ve mentioned before..  thelefthanded will be moving the the new blog host.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://thelefthanded.blogspirit.com&quot;&gt;http://thelefthanded.blogspirit.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel free to comment anything especially on the new layout.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/feeds/110559568137093901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8373949/110559568137093901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/110559568137093901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/110559568137093901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-new-blog.html' title='.: my new blog :.'/><author><name>thelefthanded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04754410847300242706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373949.post-110439376895729767</id><published>2004-12-30T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T16:07:02.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.: unexpect the unexpected :.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.globalsecurity.org/eye/images/andaman-animation-s.gif&quot;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsunami Animation&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.globalsecurity.org/eye/images/andaman_srilanka_kalutara_comp1.gif&quot;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comparative imagery overview of Kalutara area pre- and post-tsunami on the Southwestern Coast of Sri Lanka. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Image source: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.globalsecurity.org/index.html&quot;&gt;DigitalGlobe&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.globalsecurity.org/eye/andaman.htm&quot;&gt;Indian Ocean Tsunami&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.globalsecurity.org/eye/andaman-back.htm&quot;&gt;Tsunami Background&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Diver saw tsunami forming underwater&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By Akiko Tada - The Star, 29th December 2004&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT HAD been another calm morning with the promise of great weather when we set off for a dawn dive from Gapang on Pulau Weh, an island renowned for its dive sites to the north-west of Aceh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 7am the four of us ? two British guys, a French girl and I ? were underwater with hopes of catching another great view of sea-life in the clear waters just like we had the day before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown to us, the tectonic plates of the seabed were crashing just off Sumatra, the epicentre of a cataclysmic underwater earthquake that caused tsunamis across South Asia killing tens of thousands on Sunday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We heard a disturbing noise like the rumbling of the engine of a big ship and it went on for a while. It was towards the end of the dive so we were about 5m to 10m underwater and we looked at each other because it was unusual to hear big ships around here and then I realised that this might be an underwater earthquake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The current was also a little bit stronger than usual but what was really unusual this time was that the fish, even the big ones, were hiding inside the corals, while the moray eels which usually hide were all rushing out from their holes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way back to Gapang, we realised that something was amiss.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of use looked at the surface of the sea and commented that it looked very strange ? because there was one part which was completely calm, there was no movement at all, it was like a mirror. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then another part had whirling currents ? it looked like a washing machine, while yet another part had cross-currents.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were coming up to Gapang we could see that all the beachfront cottages had been smashed to bits. From the boat we saw huge waves gathering height and smashing against the beach, bludgeoning buildings and sending bits flying onto trees and into the ocean.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found later rabbit fish in the bathroom on the second floor of the dive shop!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn?t feel anything on the boat, well just the usual rocking but we waited almost an hour until the waves calmed and then came ashore to find Gapang beach swept away by the tsunami. However no one on Gapang was injured.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the tourists and locals know that when the tide recedes as far back as 2m, there was going to be a big wave and everyone would run uphill where the resorts were. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as I know a Malaysian couple, whose names I only remember as Han and Angie from Kuala Lumpur, and another couple, Agnes and Hamid from Perhentian Island, were safe.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were aftershocks the whole of Sunday night and we could tell when the next one was going to happen as the dogs would start barking just before the aftershock. It felt like tiny volcano eruptions but one of the Japanese dive instructors said that these tremors and even the big one that had caused the tsunami was by Japanese standards not really that bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, six of us decided to get a fishing boat from the ferry jetty to catch our flights from Banda Aceh, little knowing about the devastation in the capital city of Aceh.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw the extent of the damage in Banda Aceh ? there was a lot of stuff floating all over the place ? pigs, refrigerators and lots of dead bodies. The city was covered with mud, buildings were torn down and there were lots more dead bodies lying on the ground ? they were rotting.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw the military police digging a big hole, probably to bury the dead, and we walked through the rubble and headed for the airport.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, the airport was still open and our 2pm flight to Medan was still on the tarmac even though it was already after 5pm.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only when I got back to Singapore that I realised how narrow an escape we had all had.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Akiko Tada is a secretary who is also an avid diver and was in Pulau Weh at the time of the earthquake on Sunday. She is now safe and back in Singapore where she works for a Japanese multinational&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/feeds/110439376895729767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8373949/110439376895729767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/110439376895729767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/110439376895729767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/2004/12/unexpect-unexpected.html' title='.: unexpect the unexpected :.'/><author><name>thelefthanded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04754410847300242706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373949.post-110438982227057055</id><published>2004-12-30T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T15:01:49.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.: i&#39;m that crappy selfish friend :.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;call me with any nick that you want.. but i&#39;m just being myself.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday.. i read this article.. this guy or gal who wrote it.. expressed everything that i had bumbling around in my brain.. so here i paste the article..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;.: What&#39;s a friend? :.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m writing this for people who get depressed and suicidal because of their friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&#39;ve noticed that one of the biggest mood effecters is friendship.&lt;/strong&gt; Most teens tends to get easily upset by their friends, and sometimes their friends don&#39;t even know it. I too have been through this growing experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think friend is a luxury. If you have one, great! If you don&#39;t have one? No big deal, you&#39;ll survive.A firnd is someone who makes life fun, who can help you and not just say they will and instead do nothing. A friend is a person who cares, not only when bad things happen but even when they don&#39;t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human beings naturally look for people who can help them to solve their problems and maybe have a good time with. They call them their best friends so that they can further help solve their problems at regular rate without guilt and without going through all the formalities. It&#39;s sad but true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being called someone&#39;s best friend doesn&#39;t mean you have to be their best friend. I learnt it the hard way when i was six and told my 11 years old neighbour that she was my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Oh,&quot; she said nonchalantly. &quot;Well, you&#39;re not my best friend. My best friend is in school.&quot; Ouch. But then, I was six : I didn&#39;t realise that she was my only friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might say that I&#39;m taking advantage of the people I&#39;m describing. Well, it&#39;s up to you to see it in any way you like. But in reality, what are friends? &lt;strong&gt;They are people who can use each other. If you have a best friend, you must have something that your friend doesn&#39;t have. That&#39;s why he needs you and calls you his best friend and vice-versa. Sorry to say this but you&#39;re literally using each other (which is okay if it&#39;s a constant give-and-take relationship).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What if you can give your friends what they need but they can do absolutely nothing for you? You can say that you don&#39;t expect anything in return but how many people really mean it? However, you do expect your friends to treat you the same way you treat them. But sometimes that doesn&#39;t work out. Sometimes. you are capable of being more caring towards your friends while they, on the other hand can&#39;t. That leaves you feeling deprived and wondering why your friends are so selfish.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, if you do feel that you enjoy giving even though people treat you like crap, by all means carry on, it&#39;s your life. If you don&#39;t like it, you can stop. We all have to be selfish sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not everyone will agree with me since I&#39;m practically asking people to be cold and selfish. The world would be less warm and friendly that&#39;s for sure but I&#39;m only suggesting that poeple do so when they meet people who put them down. &lt;strong&gt;Why be nice to people who are mean to you? Why care about people who don&#39;t care about you? There&#39;s a huge difference between being noble and being stupid.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why let them treat you like this when you don&#39;t deserve it? Why put up with something that you don&#39;t like and will never like? Why change yourself to fit your friends? Why not find other friends who are able to click with you without you having to change yourself?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I feel that we should never give ourselves holly in a friendship. Give happily and openly but never wholly. You have to know how to detach yourself from your friends so that when they hurt you, you won&#39;t be hurt.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just remember that not everyone is as lucky as some people are. If you have great wonderful firends, good, you&#39;ve found some lovely peole. But for anyone who is depressed and upset because of how your friends have treated or are treating you, I say, why let your friends make you feel this way? Who are they? Friends? I think not.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yorshee, Negri Sembilan&lt;br /&gt;The Star&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/feeds/110438982227057055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8373949/110438982227057055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/110438982227057055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/110438982227057055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/2004/12/im-that-crappy-selfish-friend.html' title='.: i&#39;m that crappy selfish friend :.'/><author><name>thelefthanded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04754410847300242706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373949.post-110342496271973947</id><published>2004-12-19T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T10:59:00.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.: What is Beyond Words :.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is Beyond Words&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Stray Lines in a Curvature - Copyright &amp;copy; 1996-1999 by Doug Webb&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stray lines in a curvature&lt;br /&gt;seem out of place,&lt;br /&gt;yet we still look for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside lines on a mobius strip&lt;br /&gt;come to the surface&lt;br /&gt;where no one can claim them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all looking&lt;br /&gt;for a good line,&lt;br /&gt;but they are all curves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philosophy is about points and counter-points&lt;br /&gt;presented as straight lines in The Curvature&lt;br /&gt;which, unfortunately, go no-where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We describe points as if we could see them,&lt;br /&gt;but a point is a mathematical concept&lt;br /&gt;which a physical dot merely approximates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a physical point is a conceptualization,&lt;br /&gt;a line is a bridge between receding shores&lt;br /&gt;over a flow undermining the bridge&amp;rsquo;s foundation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A pipe can be broken, but not a river.&lt;br /&gt;A balloon can burst, but not a breeze.&lt;br /&gt;A pot can be shattered, but not dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything that has a beginning has an end.&lt;br /&gt;If there is a face, there is a backside.&lt;br /&gt;Where, though, are the surfaces of a sunbeam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surfaces are membranes of tension&lt;br /&gt;supporting a multitude of hypotheses&lt;br /&gt;as substantial as shadows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rumors of waves, storms and rolling surf&lt;br /&gt;are neither heard nor reckoned&lt;br /&gt;in the depths of the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;In the sea&amp;rsquo;s depth&lt;br /&gt;there is no churning wave&lt;br /&gt;and the currents are silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The deeps of sea and space&lt;br /&gt;are silent, cold and void -&lt;br /&gt;the heart&amp;rsquo;s depths are quiet, warm and full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A river&lt;br /&gt;is a vast flow&lt;br /&gt;of moving silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nature draws us,&lt;br /&gt;absorbs our noise&lt;br /&gt;and gives us its silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The voice of the divine&lt;br /&gt;from the Realm of Silence&lt;br /&gt;whispers sweet nothings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noise suffocates.&lt;br /&gt;Silence is tangible -&lt;br /&gt;one can breathe it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Silence has no beginning or end,&lt;br /&gt;nor can it be measured, contained or expressed -&lt;br /&gt;yet it supports the universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self-importance does not satisfy&lt;br /&gt;and self-pity does not soothe.&lt;br /&gt;They do not know Wonder and Mystery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Longing and anguish are eloquent.&lt;br /&gt;Responsiveness is active&lt;br /&gt;and does not waste words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vision connects&lt;br /&gt;what we can see&lt;br /&gt;with what we would not see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Basic Sanity&lt;br /&gt;has to do with what is&lt;br /&gt;and not what one imagines or wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We see what we expect to see&lt;br /&gt;and hear only what we want to hear&lt;br /&gt;because we cannot stop ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence drives us crazy&lt;br /&gt;to the precise degree&lt;br /&gt;that we are out of touch with ourselves.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Silence&lt;br /&gt;connects us&lt;br /&gt;to the basic sanity of Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noise is not music&lt;br /&gt;any more than &amp;lsquo;the silent treatment&amp;rsquo;&lt;br /&gt;is silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Music soothes the soul&lt;br /&gt;to the degree it approaches silence.&lt;br /&gt;Why not listen to the source?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;rsquo;ve talked a lot about silence&lt;br /&gt;as if&lt;br /&gt;it could be described.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A candle burning&lt;br /&gt;in a glass bulb on a restaurant table&lt;br /&gt;is an orb of silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sunbeam makes no discernible sound&lt;br /&gt;and does not draw attention to itself,&lt;br /&gt;but sheds light on anything in its path.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nature&amp;rsquo;s way is stillness and movement,&lt;br /&gt;its voice, challenge, invitation or pain.&lt;br /&gt;There is not much noise in the sounds of nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From a material perspective,&lt;br /&gt;silence and cold are the absence of sound and heat,&lt;br /&gt;and so we think they are both evidence of lifelessness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence is immaterial&lt;br /&gt;at the same time it is essential -&lt;br /&gt;physical conclusions do not apply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is&lt;br /&gt;that perception is reality -&lt;br /&gt;as absolute as inaccurate a fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words touching life&amp;rsquo;s rhythms&lt;br /&gt;are amplified by them&lt;br /&gt;and echo through time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Silent vibrations in words&lt;br /&gt;inform us of a Voice&lt;br /&gt;that speaks our language.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;There was a time when words were sacred&lt;br /&gt;and people respected the power inherent in them.&lt;br /&gt;Now we have many words of little import.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is an enigma within a riddle -&lt;br /&gt;there is paradox at the heart of things&lt;br /&gt;and all we know is silhouette and camouflage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The intellectual search for Truth&lt;br /&gt;travels the by-path Believe It or Not&lt;br /&gt;to a tavern known locally as Wit&amp;rsquo;s End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have to beat around the burning bush&lt;br /&gt;as if we were putting out the fire&lt;br /&gt;or people tend to get hot feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sparkling eyes&lt;br /&gt;glow with you know not what&lt;br /&gt;and who cares anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veiled eyes, blank as mirrors,&lt;br /&gt;until you step into view,&lt;br /&gt;absorb you, unless something flashes in your eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! The low and rhythmic voice&lt;br /&gt;saying all the right things -&lt;br /&gt;but can it laugh, maniacally?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yellow sunlight and bright reflections,&lt;br /&gt;rainbow fringed, off shining surfaces,&lt;br /&gt;and the amber radiance of the night on fire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stream of consciousness&lt;br /&gt;flows with gathering excitement&lt;br /&gt;into golden rivers bathing awareness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The black landscape, where dark beings stand their ground in grayness&lt;br /&gt;while their red eyes glare about attempting to pierce the sweeping wind&lt;br /&gt;and, almost unnoticed, the distant backdrop glow of vaulting dawn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lives are coral reefs &lt;br /&gt;that can only thrive in sun drenched shallows&lt;br /&gt;on the shoulders of inexplicable upheavals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the lotus in lakes and ponds,&lt;br /&gt;we root in the mud and reach for the sun&lt;br /&gt;and our bloom is as exquisite as it is rare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is only&lt;br /&gt;radiant joy and knowing wonder&lt;br /&gt;and the deepest reverence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Can anyone understand a word we say&lt;br /&gt;if they have never seen what we have seen&lt;br /&gt;or felt what we have felt?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Contentment is silent.&lt;br /&gt;Longing is incommunicable.&lt;br /&gt;What is there to say?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The only thing worth communicating&lt;br /&gt;is always between the lines.&lt;br /&gt;There are no words for it.&lt;/b&gt;...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/feeds/110342496271973947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8373949/110342496271973947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/110342496271973947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/110342496271973947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/2004/12/what-is-beyond-words.html' title='.: What is Beyond Words :.'/><author><name>thelefthanded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04754410847300242706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373949.post-110263812068788592</id><published>2004-12-10T08:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T08:22:00.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.: jiwa remajaku.. ahahaks!! :.</title><content type='html'>feeling bored.. so selongkar balik kotak2 lama.. hehhe macam2 ada.. tah hapa2 je lah.. dlm satu kotak jumpa balik koleksi album &quot;jiwa remajaku&quot; zaman belajar dulu.. hik!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyzone, No Doubt, The Corrs, Hanson, Silverchair, OST X-Files, Duran Duran, Kitaro, Kenny G, Raihan ngan Firdaus pun ada.., emm lagi..koleksi Rock Legends.. (rock on bebeh!!).. aha.. koleksi Fauziah Latif zaman rambut fringe kat depan pon ada.. ahaks.. Koleksi Lagu Raya P Ramlee &amp;amp; Saloma (eh yg ni akak punya.. dia mintak tlg belikan zaman dia duk kat US dulu.. dah dapat marahkan kita lak buat dia sedih tiime raya.. seb bek tak ku debik dia masa tu).. hapo punya taste memacam ada.. hekekek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apa lagi.. haaaa.. ingat tak karya Aie (Ujang) - Blues Untuk Aku.. mmg gila ngan karya ni.. selain mengerahkan bakat untuk belajar melukis cem Aie.. sempat gak disambar &quot;Blues Untuk Aku - The Album&quot; hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;644&quot; alt=&quot;Image Hosted by ImageShack.us&quot; src=&quot;http://img49.exs.cx/img49/4172/bluesuntukaku9kk.jpg&quot; width=&quot;258&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OAG pun ada gak.. tapi yg ni beli sbb kawan promote suh beli.. tp not bad gak music OAG ni.. bila dengar balik album Melody Mocker bila part lagu &quot;Creepy Crawlies&quot; senyum sensorang lak... cem ada kena mengena lak ngan kegiatan bersama-sama best buddies.. buat atktiviti tah hapa2 je.. tp totap best.. especially part yg dihighlightkan.. yg dimerahkan tu tak terbabit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;523&quot; alt=&quot;Image Hosted by ImageShack.us&quot; src=&quot;http://img49.exs.cx/img49/1324/creepy5ac.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apa lagik ek koleksi yg ada.. haaaa! butterfingers.. love their music...(love emmet hik!!)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;dooms day out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;either i&#39;m sick or purified acidity or jealousy i needn&#39;t wanna be complete retarded cause it&#39;s part of a dooms day out life since i have u .. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- transcendence&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw.. butterfingers akan keluar ngan 5th album on 16th december 2004..&quot;Selamat Tinggal Dunia&quot; base on &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.butterfingers.com.my/&quot;&gt;official web&lt;/a&gt;.. a fully malay album.. have to check this out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read more &gt;&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.royalbutterfingers.net/index2.htm&quot;&gt;Royal Butterfingers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/feeds/110263812068788592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8373949/110263812068788592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/110263812068788592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/110263812068788592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/2004/12/jiwa-remajaku-ahahaks.html' title='.: jiwa remajaku.. ahahaks!! :.'/><author><name>thelefthanded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04754410847300242706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373949.post-110165383351748489</id><published>2004-11-28T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T15:21:04.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.: aura 777 :.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when a close friend ask me &lt;strong&gt;&quot;why 7?&quot;&lt;/strong&gt; .. i was kinda startled.. and i just dunt know how to explain it.. &lt;br /&gt;she continued the conversation and told me that she love the number too.. some of her reasons..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- ada 7 warna pelangi..&lt;br /&gt;- ada 7 petala langit..&lt;br /&gt;- ada 7 wonders of the world&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just love the way she figure things out.. hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here for the first time.. i&#39;ll explain why 7..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched a movie.. &lt;strong&gt;&quot;where the heart is&quot;&lt;/strong&gt; few years back.. time hari ibu kalau tak silap.. just love the movie.. it was based upon the novel by Billie Letts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so since that i tried to find the novel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a quote from the &lt;strong&gt;&quot;where the heart is&quot;&lt;/strong&gt; novel - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&quot;[Novalee is] seventeen, seven months pregnant, thirty-seven pounds overweight--and superstitious about sevens.... For most people, sevens were lucky. But not for her.&quot; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that number has been changed to five in the movie, for some logical reasons maybe.. i dont know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i have to admit that the idea of 7 that kinda similiar to me came from the novel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me.. i just love the number.. but maybe 7 just not my number hehe... neither lucky nor unlucky.. so let put it this way.. my interest in sevens were all about how i look at the &quot;things&quot; that had happened to me that lead to who i am the way i am today.. some of the &quot;things&quot; were...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- i am the 7th child to my parents.. the youngest one.. but actually i&#39;m the 8th child for both of my parents haha.. tho sumtimes i&#39;m kindda confuse with the siblings numbering but no matter what i truly love my family &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- in the year of 1987 ..i was 7 years old .. i was diagnosed with kidney failure. Due to the early detection.. it was cured after nearly a year of medication and years of pantang larang...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I lost my beloved grandad on 21st July 1992 and my beloved dad on 26th July 1996.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- my car plate number starts with 77##.. but there were many times where relatives and friends told me that my plate number  &quot;tak seswai lah!&quot; .. sad but true.. they were kinda rite.. especially lately... heheh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ada lagi ekceli.. but sket je lah citer hehe... so apa yg lebih important.. how to deal with the &quot;things&quot;.. to face the fear and possibilities.. how to let go of the suffering.. to protect the heart from further hurt...Opening the heart and soul to live life as fully as possible... roger n out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/feeds/110165383351748489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8373949/110165383351748489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/110165383351748489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/110165383351748489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/2004/11/aura-777.html' title='.: aura 777 :.'/><author><name>thelefthanded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04754410847300242706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373949.post-110123074617180800</id><published>2004-11-24T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T01:29:24.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.: iklan cincin :.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img73.exs.cx/img73/3563/iklancincin.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image Hosted by ImageShack.us&quot; /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hehe tangan kiri yg bercincin di atas tu bukan la tangan tuan umah.. sbb tak cukup kriteria kelidian.. wakekeke... model iklan cincin di atas telah menandatangani kontrak utk menjadi duta cincin selama 7 hari 7 jam 7 menet.. antara tugasanya membantu tukang paip membaiki paip.. serta menjadi jurucakap cincin yg tak dapat berkata kata..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;persoalannya sekarang.. what is the &lt;strong&gt;ring concept&lt;/strong&gt;?.. &lt;br /&gt;a tradition? fashion? satu budaya? a &#39;sign&#39;? commitment? bla.. bla .. bla... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/feeds/110123074617180800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8373949/110123074617180800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/110123074617180800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/110123074617180800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/2004/11/iklan-cincin.html' title='.: iklan cincin :.'/><author><name>thelefthanded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04754410847300242706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373949.post-110122736464160830</id><published>2004-11-24T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T00:33:04.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.: blank... :.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;nk post mende tah.. sejak2 lepas raya ni.. blank je otak kepala.. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;i&#39;m de thinking.. i&#39;m de thinking (pengaruh cik seri pagi)... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buat sementara waktu.. nikmatilah lagu tema &quot;bow wrong car card two are!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;akekeke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanx buat yg mengetuk otakku bertanyakan cemana nk insert audio dlm blog..&lt;br /&gt;so kenala diri sendiri cuba b4 nk ngajo org.. eheks!... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/feeds/110122736464160830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8373949/110122736464160830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/110122736464160830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/110122736464160830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/2004/11/blank.html' title='.: blank... :.'/><author><name>thelefthanded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04754410847300242706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373949.post-110003907030604979</id><published>2004-11-10T06:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T06:24:30.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.: raya? raya? raya? :.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img54.exs.cx/img54/8716/ketupat1.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image Hosted by ImageShack.us&quot; /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img54.exs.cx/img54/8064/ketupat2.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image Hosted by ImageShack.us&quot; /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt; eh! dok aih lum raya lagi.... sok baru nk deepavali.. abis? pe hal yg kalut buat ketupat ni? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emm aaa.. ini adalah di atas permintaan my bro minta mak buat ketupat .. &lt;img src=&quot;http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons/34.gif&quot;&gt;.. coz his eldest son scored 5A&#39;s in UPSR unexpectedly.. ekekek... tapi.. ketupat? ngeh ngeh ngeh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway..syukur both of my genious with extra macho but somehow 3 suku nephews did great in their UPSR. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/feeds/110003907030604979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8373949/110003907030604979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/110003907030604979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/110003907030604979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/2004/11/raya-raya-raya.html' title='.: raya? raya? raya? :.'/><author><name>thelefthanded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04754410847300242706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373949.post-109988544514858678</id><published>2004-11-08T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T12:02:47.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.: love me for a reason [part 2] :.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Only Time can tell - Sunday November 7, 2004 [The Star]&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONCE upon a time, there was an island where all the human emotions and desires lived ? &lt;strong&gt;Happiness, Sadness, Vanity, Knowledge and all the others, including Love.&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day there was an announcement that the island would soon sink. So everyone flew to his own vessel and prepared to sail away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love wanted to persevere until the last possible moment. But when the island was almost submerged in water, he had to seek help. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wealth&lt;/strong&gt; was passing by in a grand boat, so he called out: &quot;Can you take me with you?&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;No, I can&#39;t,&quot; &lt;strong&gt;Wealth&lt;/strong&gt; replied. &quot;There is a lot of gold and silver in my boat. There is no place here for you.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt; turned to &lt;strong&gt;Vanity&lt;/strong&gt;, who was also passing by, in a beautiful vessel: &quot;Please help me!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I can&#39;t. You are all wet and might damage my boat,&quot; &lt;strong&gt;Vanity&lt;/strong&gt; said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sadness&lt;/strong&gt; was close by, so &lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt; called out: &quot;Let me go with you, please.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Oh, &lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt;, I am so sad I need to be by myself!&quot;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happiness&lt;/strong&gt; passed by &lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt; too, but she was so happy that she did not even hear &lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt; calling.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, a voice rang out, &quot;Come &lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt;, I will take you.&quot;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an elder. &lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt; felt so blessed and overjoyed that he forgot to ask him his name. When they finally arrived on dry land, the elder went his own way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt;, who realised the debt he owed, asked &lt;strong&gt;Knowledge&lt;/strong&gt;, another elder: &quot;Who was that?&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;It was &lt;strong&gt;Time&lt;/strong&gt;.&quot;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;&lt;strong&gt;Time&lt;/strong&gt;? But why did he help me?&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Knowledge&lt;/strong&gt; smiled, then said: &lt;strong&gt;&quot;Because only &lt;strong&gt;Time&lt;/strong&gt; is capable of understanding how great &lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt; is.&quot; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spare some time for those you love.. whenever they need you.. and give them.. all the time they need.. whenever they need to be alone.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. happy birthday to one of my sister today.. celebrating her.. ummm.. aaaa...her 31st b&#39;day.. we used to fight during my childhood.. .. but today.. she&#39;s my shoulder to cry on.. and i am her shoulder to cry on.. only time can tell when we will realize and appreciate the love that we have around us.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/feeds/109988544514858678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8373949/109988544514858678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/109988544514858678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/109988544514858678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/2004/11/love-me-for-reason-part-2.html' title='.: love me for a reason [part 2] :.'/><author><name>thelefthanded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04754410847300242706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373949.post-109988378042513858</id><published>2004-11-08T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T11:26:31.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.: love me for a reason [part 1] :.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Something about this article really pulled my attention... and if course its a fiction but somehow this article really got me thinking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why love is blind - Sunday November 7, 2004 [The Star]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A LONG time ago, before the world was created and humans could set foot on it, virtues and vices floated around, not quite knowing what to do. One day, all of them were gathered together, and feeling more bored than ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, &lt;strong&gt;Ingenious&lt;/strong&gt; came up with an idea: &quot;Let&#39;s play hide-and-seek!?&quot; Everyone liked the idea and immediately, &lt;strong&gt;Madness&lt;/strong&gt; shouted: &quot;I want to count, I want to count!&quot;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since nobody was crazy enough to want to seek &lt;strong&gt;Madness&lt;/strong&gt;, all the others agreed. &lt;strong&gt;Madness&lt;/strong&gt; leaned against a tree and started counting, &quot;One, two, three ...&quot;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As &lt;strong&gt;Madness&lt;/strong&gt; counted, the vices and virtues ran off to look for places in which to hide.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tenderness&lt;/strong&gt; hung itself on the horn of the moon, while &lt;strong&gt;Treason&lt;/strong&gt; hid in a pile of garbage.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fondness&lt;/strong&gt; curled up between the clouds and &lt;strong&gt;Passion&lt;/strong&gt; went to the centre of the earth.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lie&lt;/strong&gt; said that it would hide under a stone, but hid at the bottom of the lake instead, whilst &lt;strong&gt;Avarice&lt;/strong&gt; entered a sack that he ended up breaking.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Madness&lt;/strong&gt; continued to shout out: &quot;... 79, 80, 81...&quot; By then, all the vices and virtues were well hidden, except for &lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt;. Fickle as &lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt; is, he could not decide where to hide. &lt;strong&gt;And this should not surprise us, because we all know how difficult it is to hide&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madness counted, &quot;... 95, 96, 97 ...&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when he got to 100, &lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt; jumped into a rose bush. &lt;strong&gt;Madness&lt;/strong&gt; turned around and shouted: &quot;I&#39;m coming, I&#39;m coming!&quot;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Laziness&lt;/strong&gt; was the first to be found, because he did not have the energy to hide. Then &lt;strong&gt;Madness&lt;/strong&gt; spotted &lt;strong&gt;Tenderness&lt;/strong&gt; in the horn of the moon, &lt;strong&gt;Lie&lt;/strong&gt; at the bottom of the lake, and &lt;strong&gt;Passion&lt;/strong&gt; at the centre of the earth.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One by one, &lt;strong&gt;Madness&lt;/strong&gt; found them all, except for Love. He was getting desperate. Envious of &lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Envy&lt;/strong&gt; whispered to &lt;strong&gt;Madness&lt;/strong&gt;, &quot;He is in the rose bush.&quot;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madness grabbed a wooden pitch fork and stabbed wildly at the bush. He jabbed and stabbed until a heartbreaking cry made him stop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt; appeared from the bush, with both hands covering his face. Blood oozed from his eyes and trickled down his fingers. &lt;strong&gt;Madness&lt;/strong&gt; had stabbed out &lt;strong&gt;Love&#39;s&lt;/strong&gt; eyes with his pitch fork.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What have I done? What have I done?&quot; &lt;strong&gt;Madness&lt;/strong&gt; screamed. &quot;I have blinded you! How can I repair the damage?&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt; answered: &lt;strong&gt;&quot;You cannot repair my eyes. But if you really want to do something for me, you can be my guide.&quot; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it came about that from that day on, &lt;strong&gt;Love is blind and is always accompanied by Madness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we talk about love.. most of us will jump into a conculsion that love is all about man an woman.. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i wasnt in good mood at the moment.. but since i read this article last nite.. somehow.. it brought my attention to something that I had never realized before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when love is blind.. it is always accompanied by madness.. and i dont know if i could ever handle such kind of love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&#39;m glad thad i have a family and few people around me that love me for a reason.. (maybe..) and love me for a lifetime.. i believe that sumone is in my life for a reason, they will assist me through a difficulty, give me guidance and support, to aid me outwardly or inwardly, emotionally and spiritually.. when i was caught in a deep trouble.. and expected to get scolded and punished.. but.. all that i get.. was a pat on shoulder and a hug.. telling me.. &quot;that&#39;s OK..&quot; &quot;everything will be just fine..&quot; &quot;we love you..&quot; ...&quot;get some rest.. we&#39;ll talk about this later&quot;.. hmmm... Thank god that that i have them in my life.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but somehow guilt is still manipulating me for my wrongdoing.. *sigh*..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/feeds/109988378042513858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8373949/109988378042513858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/109988378042513858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/109988378042513858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/2004/11/love-me-for-reason-part-1.html' title='.: love me for a reason [part 1] :.'/><author><name>thelefthanded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04754410847300242706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373949.post-109927846957737796</id><published>2004-11-01T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T12:41:37.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.: the &#39;peace sign&#39; :.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img78.exs.cx/img78/2117/peace1.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image Hosted by ImageShack.us&quot; /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;found this pic inside my images folder..&lt;br /&gt;maybe my eldest niece took the pic..&lt;br /&gt;gezz.. she is much more skeleton than i am..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. what about the &lt;strong&gt;&#39;peace sign&#39;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who invented it? what does the real meaning of the sign? &lt;s&gt;vgbcxxzsaedfcccc fftftfxcxwzev ffffcxxzyf    htyxtftr5ttff    frcttfgt &lt;br /&gt;ffttttdtdxvxtetvafgafvtavsedte gywtwegbyegydygdgbvnm &lt;/s&gt;  (sampai sign je ayat di atas.. selebihnya tu anak sedara ku nk belajar menaip..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tru my past reading..the 2 finger sign  forming a &lt;strong&gt;&#39;V&#39;&lt;/strong&gt; ni ada memacam interpretation nya.. +&#39;ve and -&#39;ve..&lt;br /&gt;ada yg argue relevant ke sign tu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Churchill once said that the &lt;strong&gt;&#39;V&#39;&lt;/strong&gt; sign stood for victory.. &lt;strong&gt;BUT&lt;/strong&gt;.. secara logicnya.. bila ada victory.. that means ada losernya.. so adakah maknanya when there is victory.. there is peace!! hmmm.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan sekarang ada new &lt;strong&gt;&#39;peace sign&#39;&lt;/strong&gt; yg cuba dipopularkan.. the &lt;strong&gt;WOW sign&lt;/strong&gt;.. from 2 fingers we make it to 3.. forming a &lt;strong&gt;&#39;W&#39;&lt;/strong&gt; that stood for &lt;strong&gt;&#39;Wish Only Well&#39;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;s&gt;fvgghtredfwSQSDADSAAR EWQASDXZXV X	ZSXSDxfsswygfre&lt;br /&gt;gfgffd rrrressrdr45r&lt;/s&gt; ... peace.. hope.. and goodwill.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. today we have a choice! &quot;V&quot; or &quot;W&quot;.. but whatever &#39;peace sign&#39; we have.. sure.. it must come form the bottom of our heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/feeds/109927846957737796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8373949/109927846957737796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/109927846957737796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/109927846957737796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/2004/11/peace-sign.html' title='.: the &#39;peace sign&#39; :.'/><author><name>thelefthanded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04754410847300242706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373949.post-109874983726255204</id><published>2004-10-26T08:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T08:21:31.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.: when telcos battling for &quot;aku nomot satu&quot; :.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as i rembember, we have lots of operators competing for the no. 1 slot in cellular market. But from time to time the market has undergone consolidation, Maxis merged ngan TimeCel lah.. pastu under Telekom lak Celcom merged ngan TMTouch...  DiGi menteeeen as a niche player on its own... and for the result.. today we have only 3 major operators. The market today is very competitive with telcos waging a fierce marketing war to become a leader plus to win the hearts and minds of consumers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Handphones are treated as one of essential in our daily lives,  while for most of the teens its a reflection of fashion and trendy. ( kecik2 dulu kekawan pg skolah bawak tumbler air yg bentuk atur beso gedabak tu (dah kira trendy la tuh).. mintak mak beli pon mak tamau.. suh guna yg biasa je... sekali skrng... anak sedara yg sekolah rendah pon bawak enpon idup pg skolah.. lambat sket gi amik.. tepon trus!.. &quot;acu!!! where are u?&quot; huhuhuhu).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berbalik kepada war among telcos ni..Since the booming of text messaging n skrng we have GPRS and WAP technologies. Telcos berperang utk launch various packages priced competitively (RM20 for Hotlink and Celcom prepaid packages while RM18 for DiGi) , teaming up with various suppliers and dealers with discounts offer, offering automatic reloading services, wider coverage, lower sms rate, bla bla bla.. especially utk prepaid punya packages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for each everyone of us..we must have our very own reason(s) (or maybe for no reason) why we choose to subscribe for a certain service provider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebab service provided ke? Coverage OK ke? Guna Hotlink sbb Siti ke? (ekeke..) even the sms rate among Hotlink subscribers was lowered to 5 cents currently. While DiGi came out with 3 cents the lowest sms rate to date.. but one thing bout DiGi... its Customer Service even called to check if their customer has any problem with their prepaid line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bout a week ago i recieved a phone call from DiGi Customer Service.. asking me why did i terminated my DiGi prepaid line. And that lady even asked me.. what can DiGi do to win my heart back. She even tried to convince me that the 3 cents rate for SMS was actually suggested by one of the customers. Since i have no idea.. i suggested that DiGi offer free SMS for Digi subscribers plus much much more lower rate of phone calls. Ahaks! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So DiGi&#39;s subsribers out there.. if it happens that DiGi accept my idea.. hey! give me a treat! Double cheeseburger will do ahaha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa apa pon (ececeh!) diorang nk perang ke nak apa ke.. hik.. diorang nk increase their brand profile ke rebuild a brand ke.. nk perabih duit kita ke.. janji servicenya tip top gaks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekian pembebelan saya tentang industri telekomunikasi negara kita.&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/feeds/109874983726255204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8373949/109874983726255204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/109874983726255204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/109874983726255204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/2004/10/when-telcos-battling-for-aku-nomot.html' title='.: when telcos battling for &quot;aku nomot satu&quot; :.'/><author><name>thelefthanded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04754410847300242706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373949.post-109865646819050590</id><published>2004-10-25T06:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T06:21:08.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.: just a peace of mind :. </title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&quot;Getting the goss on Moss&quot; - The Sunday People (NST)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reading this article made me smile for quite sometime.. ehehe... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially the part i quoted below..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;IF YOU WANT TO GET MR MALAYSIAN idol, Paul Raymond Moss, 41, to flash his warm Kiwi smile at you, engage him in conversations about rugby, vintage cars, Liverpool FC, vintage racing simulations (on the computer), his wife, and Siti Nurhaliza. In that order! Yes, bad news for his legions of female fans out there ? the man IS &quot;well and truly&quot; married. &lt;strong&gt;And as for Siti, well, she&#39;s got a fan in him. Remember the star-struck look he sported when he found himself seated next to her during one of the spectaculars? &quot;I didn&#39;t know she was going to be on the show,&quot; Moss attempts swift deflection. &quot;We thought we weren&#39;t going to have anybody turning up and 30 seconds later, there she was &quot; next to me!&quot; Sheepishly, he asks: &quot;Did it really show? I had never met her before so it was nice. She&#39;s really smart. We talked, joked and then I found out she&#39;s a Liverpool fan too. So she&#39;s REALLY smart!&quot; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.nst.com.my/Current_News/Sunpeople/Sunday/ExpatsExpress/20041024094240/Article/index_html&quot;&gt;more&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn&#39;t follow the M&#39;sian Idol show much.. but it was cool to find out that his role model is Ahmad Izham Omar.. our very own Malaysian and he adores Siti tooo!!... ahaks!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/feeds/109865646819050590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8373949/109865646819050590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/109865646819050590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/109865646819050590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/2004/10/just-peace-of-mind.html' title='.: just a peace of mind :. '/><author><name>thelefthanded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04754410847300242706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373949.post-109859740411784644</id><published>2004-10-24T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T13:56:44.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.: simbah cat :.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ermm tgn kiri dah kena simbah ngan cat putih..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;harap semua selesa ye... hik! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau ada rasa defect kat memana.. dont hesitate to comment okie!! &lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/feeds/109859740411784644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8373949/109859740411784644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/109859740411784644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/109859740411784644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/2004/10/simbah-cat.html' title='.: simbah cat :.'/><author><name>thelefthanded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04754410847300242706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373949.post-109802468522934513</id><published>2004-10-17T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T23:19:24.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.: are lefties brain damage? :.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;erk! sapo nk jawab nih...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found this FAQ in a forum for left-handers... &lt;strong&gt;are lefties brain damage?&lt;/strong&gt; hmmm... let me see.. umm aa... am i? .. geez.. this is a tuff question!!..&lt;img src=&quot;http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons6/24.gif&quot;&gt;..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you think? am i just another brain damaged lefty.. he... hee... heeee&lt;br&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/feeds/109802468522934513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8373949/109802468522934513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/109802468522934513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/109802468522934513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/2004/10/are-lefties-brain-damage.html' title='.: are lefties brain damage? :.'/><author><name>thelefthanded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04754410847300242706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373949.post-109790620423252763</id><published>2004-10-16T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T12:42:43.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.: not just another picture :.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.photodump.com/direct/thelefthanded/100coke.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we look at things with a different conception..&lt;br /&gt;we see things that others don&#39;t..&lt;br /&gt;we appreciate things that remind us to someone we love.. &lt;br /&gt;things that remind us of good times we&#39;ve had, bad times, places we&#39;ve been, and fun things that full of joys..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me.. picture above symbolized a friendship...&lt;br /&gt;true friendship does exist..&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/feeds/109790620423252763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8373949/109790620423252763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/109790620423252763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/109790620423252763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/2004/10/not-just-another-picture.html' title='.: not just another picture :.'/><author><name>thelefthanded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04754410847300242706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373949.post-109790096738547258</id><published>2004-10-16T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-16T13:00:38.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.: the identity test :.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hari ni try identity test lak ahaks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n resultnya... tadaaaaaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Openness To Experience&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your high score in the Openness category means that you probably have a strong creative streak. Your broad intellectual curiosity and your interest in the various arts set you apart. Some people may consider you somewhat of a dreamer, and your taste for variety often means moving quickly on to the next experience. This tendency makes you appear a bit flighty and inconsistent. But these elements of your personality simply reflect a character full of new ideas and charged with emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conscientiousness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your medium score in the Conscientiousness category means that you have achieved a solid balance in your outlook towards responsibility. You are probably somewhat organized, with a little room for improvement. Your priorities probably reflect a mix of work and play. Thoughtfulness characterizes your thinking style, so you give gravity to important decisions without making a big deal out of minor issues. You are probably serious about achieving success, but do not feel completely driven by this motivation. All in all, you&#39;ve got a very healthy perspective on work and duty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Extraversion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your medium score in the Extraversion category defines your social identity. You are probably comfortable in either a crowd or by yourself, and spending time alone or with company is equally enjoyable. When among others, you tend to stand in the foreground, although you may not always wish to take the position of a leader. Instead, you seem to prefer moving between the role of leader and follower, as the situation requires. You probably keep a moderately active social life; you&#39;re generally on the lookout for excitement, but certainly don&#39;t require it. You tend to keep a fairly positive emotional outlook, and people can usually count on your for some good cheer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Agreeableness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Agreeableness category refers to your social disposition. Your medium score indicates someone who balances the priorities of your own inner voice with the needs of others. You tend to be concerned with the harmony of the group, while maintaining a certain independence. Depending on the situation, you might adopt a stance that defers to the wishes of others, or else assert your own individuality. In this way, you have a great deal of tact, and believe in the situational equality of people. You probably have an approachable and kind personality. People probably admire you for your ability to speak your mind when appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Negative Emotionality&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Negative Emotionality refers to your emotional reactivity. Your medium score means that you&#39;re someone who negotiates your emotions depending on your situation. Sometimes you may feel quite sensitive and emotional, while other times you may remain resilient to outside pressures. This quality of adaptation best describes your emotional character. You maintain a rational outlook, which is moderated by feelings. For example, you can sometimes feel sad, stressed, worried or embarrassed under the weight of a situation, but you are able to act quite calm and reserved, without yielding to the stress. Responsive, without being overly reactive, is the best way to describe you.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eheks... btol ke?.. ngeh ngeh ngeh...&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/feeds/109790096738547258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8373949/109790096738547258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/109790096738547258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/109790096738547258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/2004/10/identity-test.html' title='.: the identity test :.'/><author><name>thelefthanded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04754410847300242706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373949.post-109776911506212023</id><published>2004-10-14T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T23:51:55.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.: ramadhan mubarak :.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;selamat berpuasa!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid=&quot;clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000&quot; codebase=&quot;http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,0,0&quot; width=&quot;300&quot; height=&quot;225&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.freewebs.com/thelefthanded/ramadhan.swf&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name=&quot;quality&quot; value=&quot;high&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.freewebs.com/thelefthanded/ramadhan.swf&quot; quality=&quot;high&quot; pluginspage=&quot;http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; width=&quot;300&quot; height=&quot;225&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/feeds/109776911506212023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8373949/109776911506212023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/109776911506212023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/109776911506212023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/2004/10/ramadhan-mubarak.html' title='.: ramadhan mubarak :.'/><author><name>thelefthanded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04754410847300242706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373949.post-109766063706600752</id><published>2004-10-13T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T18:07:52.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.: tolooong!!.. blank!.. :.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;isk.. isk... tgh tadak idea what to blog about.. &lt;br /&gt;meh nk jawab soklan jap... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;1. Where are you right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;men air terjun i guess... kedepik!!! depan PC la...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What have you lost recently?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strike&gt;heh.. my wallet.. ic.. driving licence...bla bla bla..&lt;/strike&gt; lost memory... ngeh..ngeh..ngeh..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What was the first CD you ever purchased?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CD ek... i dunt remember what year.. maybe in 97 or 98.. my bro asked me to buy this &#39;ELITE&#39; CD.. ala.. yg shasa, watie...bla bla bla..hiyea puuuuuuhhleeeaaaazzzeee belive in in me &lt;img src=&quot;http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons/51.gif&quot;&gt;.. it was my bro.. not me.. heheh.. he wanted to give it to her girlfriend for her birthday.. sebagai bukti..CD tu mmg tadak kat rumahku.. heheh diriku terjebak... diriku menjadi mangsa!... huwaaaa... (ikh pikir2 balik ngeri lak..)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What is your favorite kind of writing pen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strike&gt;eh! pen feveret ku ilang lak..&lt;/strike&gt; pen yg berdakwat... ekekekekeke &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What is your favorite ice cream flavor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anything with berry or caramel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;media&quot;&gt;[Listening to: I Don&#39;t Have The Heart - &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.windowsmedia.com/mg/search.asp?srch=Luther+Vandross&quot;&gt;Luther Vandross&lt;/a&gt; -  (03:52)]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/feeds/109766063706600752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8373949/109766063706600752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/109766063706600752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/109766063706600752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/2004/10/tolooong-blank.html' title='.: tolooong!!.. blank!.. :.'/><author><name>thelefthanded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04754410847300242706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373949.post-109717057090794246</id><published>2004-10-08T01:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T01:52:48.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.: puteri gunung ledang - ost :.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;just bought the &lt;strong&gt;Puteri Gunung Ledang&#39;s (PGL) OST&lt;/strong&gt;.. waaa.. SPEEDY is speeding in getting people&#39;s money ek?&lt;br /&gt;RM15.60 at SPEEDY..but i bought it just for RM13.90 at another records shop... hehe.. buy original.. but still have to be wise in buying original ;P..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the album was produced by EnfiniTy Sdn Bhd and was distrbuted by SRC. Containing 12 tracks including 2 bonus tracks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the main reason why i bought the OST.. heh.. of course lah because of my sifoo M Nasir and Malaysia&#39;s no.1, Siti Nurhaliza for their duet in &lt;strong&gt;Bagai Sakti&lt;/strong&gt;...walla! the music arrangement and mixing was blended beautifully with the voices plus the ethnic element and Javanese Tembang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Keranamu Kekasih&lt;/strong&gt;, quite a slow number from Vince (spelled and printed as Vinc at the tracks listing for the cassette cover). Song by Dick Lee while lyrics by Pat T. Ibrahim and Sit Jasmina ( as printed.. Sit? or maybe Siti.. hapo hapo jelah). .. Luv the lyrics and the chorus part with orchestra like music arrangement..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was introduced to Padi&#39;s hits, &lt;strong&gt;Kasih Tak Sampai&lt;/strong&gt; by my bestfriend early last month..i truly love this track..besides.. i&#39;m into most of padi&#39;s song.. just love their music arrangement.. n fadly the lead vocal hik! .. but.. i was told that he is married..hieeya! ok back to the track...to me the main strength of this song is the organic n soft piano plucking while the music arrangement and melody is slow.. sentimental.. plus the backup group put some mysterious element it it.. whoaaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Asmaradana&lt;/strong&gt;.. the first single org of PGL&#39;s OST by Tiara.. quite a refreshing and great song arrangement by KRU. similiar to Bagaikan Sakti it has a very unic ethnic music but blended with pop and hype element as a fast number track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. what is the relevan of &lt;strong&gt;Karma&lt;/strong&gt; by Cokelat and &lt;strong&gt;Januari&lt;/strong&gt; by Glenn to the OST? hmm still loking for the answer.. since a few lines of the dialogue is included at the start of each song eccept for this one (excluding the 2 bonus song). Better still ..it&#39;s a nice song from cokelat and Glenn with meaningful lyrics . But on second thought maybe the love story of HT and PGL ended on January?? eheks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mungkin&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Kembalikan Kasih&lt;/strong&gt; by Anuar Zain.. have a very great muzik arrangement for each.. but since i&#39;m sooo not into AZ.. hmmmm.. i might change my POV if they put AZ latest hits Semua Untuk Mu.. ahaks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 tracks from psyklone titled &lt;strong&gt;Disisimu&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Sendiri&lt;/strong&gt;. i&#39;m not familiar with this band. but they sound just okay to me.. nothing impressive though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who love disco type of music... they might love the bonus version of &lt;strong&gt;Asmaradana &lt;/strong&gt;with Tribal Mix  by Jungle Jerry and discomafia.  but i guess this remix version is probably worth listening cuz sometimes when it had sumting to do with a remixed stuff it was just unlistenable.. ekekee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suprisingly.. though i am truly wish that siti nurhaliza will sing the solo version of &lt;strong&gt;Bagaikan Sakti&lt;/strong&gt;..on the other hand.. Tiara was quite good with her solo version of the theme song. Have to admit that she can sing too.. ok laaaaaaa... what else to expect.. hik!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/feeds/109717057090794246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8373949/109717057090794246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/109717057090794246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/109717057090794246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/2004/10/puteri-gunung-ledang-ost_08.html' title='.: puteri gunung ledang - ost :.'/><author><name>thelefthanded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04754410847300242706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373949.post-109713420101053452</id><published>2004-10-07T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T15:30:01.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.: a poem for me?...hik! :.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&#39;hadirmu&#39; by tukang paip&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;img src=&quot;http://jm.g.free.fr/smileys/hehehe.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiada ragu dihatiku&lt;br /&gt;Setelah hadir dirimu&lt;br /&gt;Sirna segala resahku&lt;br /&gt;Terlukis lagi senyumku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukan mudah kulupakan&lt;br /&gt;Hati yg t&#39;lah terlukakan&lt;br /&gt;Perit segenap perasaan&lt;br /&gt;Zahir tak kuperlihatkan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Persis semilir bertiupan&lt;br /&gt;Hadirmu nan mendamaikan&lt;br /&gt;Tak tergambar keindahan&lt;br /&gt;Hatiku yg kau pulihkan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biar waktu kian berlalu&lt;br /&gt;Tetap jua kau disitu&lt;br /&gt;Menemani setiap langkahku&lt;br /&gt;Setia menggenggam tanganku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dengarkan ini seruanku&lt;br /&gt;Buatmu kesayanganku&lt;br /&gt;Walau apapun berlaku&lt;br /&gt;Kita kan abadi selalu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangan pernah kau ragui&lt;br /&gt;Demi kita ku berjanji&lt;br /&gt;Kita kan tetap begini&lt;br /&gt;Sehingga ke akhir nanti&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/feeds/109713420101053452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8373949/109713420101053452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/109713420101053452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/109713420101053452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/2004/10/poem-for-mehik.html' title='.: a poem for me?...hik! :.'/><author><name>thelefthanded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04754410847300242706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373949.post-109698814660858984</id><published>2004-10-05T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T22:57:29.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.: INFO : breast cancer awareness campaign :.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In conjunction with the &lt;strong&gt;Breast Cancer Awareness Month in October 2004&lt;/strong&gt;, the Malaysian Oncological Society (MOS) is organizing a series of public lecture to educate women on awareness and understanding of breast cancer.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All are welcome! FREE ADMISSION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BREAST CANCER PUBLIC LECTURE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date : 8th October 2004&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time : 8.30 am - 12.00 pm&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Location : Hotel Seri Malaysia, Alor Star&lt;br&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;TOPICS :&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- symptoms and diagnosis of breast cancer&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- early diagnose of breast cancer&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- fine needle aspiration cytology&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- role of pathologist in breast cancer metastatic&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- radiotherap, chemotherapy, hormone therapy&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Q&amp;A&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lecture conducted in Bahasa Malaysia&lt;/em&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/feeds/109698814660858984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8373949/109698814660858984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/109698814660858984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/109698814660858984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/2004/10/info-breast-cancer-awareness-campaign.html' title='.: INFO : breast cancer awareness campaign :.'/><author><name>thelefthanded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04754410847300242706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373949.post-109698563054126788</id><published>2004-10-05T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T13:00:13.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.: huhuhuhu.... :.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.photodump.com/direct/thelefthanded/ikan.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mangsa kekejaman filter moto ekorium ku pagi tadik.. huhuhu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/feeds/109698563054126788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8373949/109698563054126788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/109698563054126788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/109698563054126788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/2004/10/huhuhuhu.html' title='.: huhuhuhu.... :.'/><author><name>thelefthanded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04754410847300242706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373949.post-109698468189712778</id><published>2004-10-05T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T22:05:43.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.: what color is your aura? :.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i tried a few of personality tests from &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.tickle.com&quot;&gt;Tickle.com&lt;/a&gt; early today.. and this aura test kinda cool to me..hehe..what a coincidence! ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Color Is Your Aura?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. the result....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;We don&#39;t need a psychic to tell us that you&#39;re giving off a Crimson vibe &lt;strong&gt;(lebih kurang cem theme color of this blog..). &lt;/strong&gt;Your ruby-red aura reveals your passionate, sensual nature ? you&#39;re all about earthly pleasure. Whether you&#39;re getting a great massage or having a sumptuous dinner, you delight in experiences that fully engage your senses. That&#39;s why it&#39;s the material things that really float your boat. If you can taste it, touch it, smell it, or see it right here, right now, you&#39;re all over it. After all, you&#39;re firmly rooted in reality, preferring to live in the present rather than the future. And you probably have a quick temper &lt;strong&gt;(ouuupsss.. sooooooo true!)&lt;/strong&gt;, too ? most folks with red auras do. But you cool down quickly, turning your outspoken energy and stamina to projects with fast, concrete results. A hot-blooded go-getter like you is always in favor of instant gratification.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sample color of my aura &gt;&gt; &lt;img src=&quot;http://i.emode.com/images/tests/aura/crimson.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. what&#39;s urs? &gt;&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://web.tickle.com/tests/standard/aura.jsp&quot;&gt;What Color Is Your Aura&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/feeds/109698468189712778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8373949/109698468189712778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/109698468189712778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373949/posts/default/109698468189712778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelefthanded.blogspot.com/2004/10/what-color-is-your-aura.html' title='.: what color is your aura? :.'/><author><name>thelefthanded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04754410847300242706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>