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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That is a spreadsheet style plot written by J.K Rowling for the Order of the Phoenix.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Looked how crazy detailed and planned out it is. I totes love it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And all these celebs (Paris Hilton, Nicole Richie, Hillary Duff (her writing is kinda atrocious)) all wanting to write and published books, I wonder if they actually took the time and pain to plan all their stories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In somewhat similar words of &lt;a href="http://www.laineygossip.com/"&gt;Lainiey&lt;/a&gt;, it pains me to have Hillary Duff or Lauren Conrad included in the same category (published authors) as with J.K Rowling or Cormac McCarthy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Credit the above pic to: &lt;a href="http://ofthephoenix.tumblr.com/post/1258947964/a-spreadsheet-plot-written-out-by-j-k-rowling"&gt;http://ofthephoenix.tumblr.com/post/1258947964/a-spreadsheet-plot-written-out-by-j-k-rowling&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6284137665008371248-1660149225151433870?l=multipleeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I came from a mediocre family with low command of English. My dad knew a bit of English, my mum was far worse. My daily staple of reading came from a Malay newspaper (sadly Utusan, my dad's favorite til now).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered my habit of looking the newspapers for its cartoon. I was 6 or 7 at that time. Then, I upgraded myself looking for the Intisari Rancangan where I could plan my daily TV watching. My hobby for reading then expanded to reading sports section and to national news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at my craziness over a newspaper, my dad took me to the Jitra Public Library, where I signed up as a member. There, I could borrow a maximum of 2 books, 1 week per book. While I was there during weekends, a couple of English books caught my eyes. Those written by Alfred Hitchcock and Enid Blyton. All those simple mystery and investigating team of teenagers, for me, was so awesome judging by my lack of adventures during my childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The public library itself for me was the most interesting place that time. Jitra had nothing to offer yet for a curious boy, so I spend most of my weekends there. From literature, I upgraded again to reading atlas, yeah I 'read' atlas. The world was so big and I was like 'Wow China is so big' and 'England is here, so far away'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my primary school years, library was like a third home to me, beside my home and school. Jitra Public Library decided to close down and I was dissapointed at first. They were moving to a much bigger location and it was still there til now. I was happy again. The big library now was a two storey building, with much more reading material. I read documentaries, magic books, war books, military magazines, and borrowed fictions. Those, my friends, were my English teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My high school, I was slowly forgotten the joy of reading. Maybe because I was far away from home. I bought only Dragonball manga and Hong Kong comics as a collection during outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up until I met my Mrs, I rarely read any books. Newspapers and comics were the only exception. I started borrowing books with my Mrs since she was an avid reader. Suddenly, the joy of reading came back to me. Before closing my eyes, I read until it became a necessity, a must, a ritual. Until I just couldn't sleep before I read something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to now. We (Mrs and me) have a huge book rack full of books, mainly fiction, bought mostly during book sale or from second hand book stores. I like action mystery thriller kinda books and Mrs likes her romantic, feminine books. I need book to kill time, so I always bought a book and read during a ride back home on a bus, in an airplane, backseat of a car, waiting at the transit station and even in a toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/0/06/Shephard_-_The_Road_to_Gandolfo_Coverart.png" alt="The Road to Gandolfo" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you are guys, my hobby. I'm reading &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Road_to_Gandolfo"&gt;The Road to Gandolfo&lt;/a&gt; now, written by Robert Ludlum (Michael Shepherd is his pen name) the master spy storyteller who brought you Jason Bourne.&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/6284137665008371248-3962145604478524073?l=multipleeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;People always asked us: How come you UTPian - with different range of age (&lt;i&gt;from the more *uhuk uhuk* mature age to the youngest one&lt;/i&gt;) can be so close with each other? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I answer: We had #Grapevines.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Time flies. Realize it or not, it has been nearly 5 years since the photos been taken. At that time, we had no real responsibilities; no bills to take care of; no money to exquisitely lavish; we were just our own freedom soul, getting together to have some laugh and fun, striding through life's up and down with only friendship and innocence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some of us survived with only RM500 per month. Some of us survived with only RM300 per month. It's just enough to get foods on the table, some gas in the car (if we had a car; which most of us didn't), phone bills to stay connected. We were deserted in the land of no man, trying to reach our pursuit of knowledge with every doubts in our heart whether we will make it or not; yet the bond created has endured the test of time until today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We laughed, we screamed, we wept, we reflects, we walked. We ate, we whined, we joked, we tease, we worried, we talked. We learnt the lesson of life one step at the time. We poured our heart out to strangers. Strangers that magically becomes friends.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sure, we had our fights. It's not every day that we see eye to eye. Sometimes we are at each other's throat trying to make our points. Sometimes life throws us some unfair judgement that makes us feels like killing each other.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And the only things that STILL keep us together: respects and open-mindedness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1zC2YyagXlE/TKValmE-BRI/AAAAAAAAAVE/FwM_ti6zYO0/s1600/grapevine2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1zC2YyagXlE/TKValmE-BRI/AAAAAAAAAVE/FwM_ti6zYO0/s320/grapevine2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Multiple minds, multiple personalities, multiple disorders; combined with respects and open-mindedness.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No, we are not the most civilized lot. This was where we learn all about grief, trolling, bromance, scandalicious, seditions, backstabbing, and more. This was where we learn about the sweetness lifes can bring at its simplicity. This was where we learn to navigate our doubts, self-expressions, fun. People outside may not understand this. You don't believe it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1zC2YyagXlE/TKVds-VuCkI/AAAAAAAAAVI/Y0hPjWRnPXg/s1600/grapevine4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1zC2YyagXlE/TKVds-VuCkI/AAAAAAAAAVI/Y0hPjWRnPXg/s320/grapevine4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is not gayness - this is brotherhood. HAHA.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1zC2YyagXlE/TKVdtkOvc5I/AAAAAAAAAVM/lEjA6-wB8C0/s1600/grapevine3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1zC2YyagXlE/TKVdtkOvc5I/AAAAAAAAAVM/lEjA6-wB8C0/s320/grapevine3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;No, this is not a paedophiliac act; this is just sisterhood. AHAHAHA :P&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am not trying to making a point here. All in all, this was our best moments - maybe in life. We managed to capture it in photos, but we can't captured the time; nor can we reversed&amp;nbsp; the time to experience it again.&amp;nbsp; Time will never stop, and we will never be young again - but if the present seems depressed, or the future seems bleak; guys, remember this magic moments, and may those grief moments be forgotten for a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;P/s: From the vines and grapes, thorns and twigs; which makes up the grapevine, comes the best wine.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After reading the articles, I belief that most of the concerns are raised due to their Islamophobia (I am not interested to deliberate this issue here). Not because of their concern on the animals well being.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Macam jijik sangat nak makan daging hasil sembelihan orang Islam. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just because we slaughtered the animals alive, it doesn't mean that the animal suffer before their death.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;According to Islamic method, the animal must be slaughtered by a very sharp knife and it must be done as fast as we can because we did not want the animal to feel the pain. The request to compulsorily stunned the animal before slaughtering was rejected by the UK government because it was not scientifically proven to reduce the amount of pain from the animal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You can read more about it here:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.themodernreligion.com/misc/an/an_slaughter.htm"&gt;http://www.themodernreligion.com/misc/an/an_slaughter.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.themuslimwoman.com/hertongue/HalalWay.htm"&gt;http://www.themuslimwoman.com/hertongue/HalalWay.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dhabihah"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dhabihah&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I never ate anything non-halal (as far as I know) before, but I belief it taste the same. Anybody cared to share their opinion in this issue?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Another thing, we are not allowed to eat the meat from a slaughtered animal if we feel sympathy to them before the slaughtering procedure. &lt;i&gt;Selalu kan dengar orang cakap "Jangan makan kalau kesian".&lt;/i&gt; It always happened during public slaughtering during Raya Qurban. I am not sure whether it is really &lt;i&gt;haram &lt;/i&gt;or it is a tradition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kalau aku, orang cakap kesiannya arnab comel tu nak kena sembelih.. aku dah terbayang arnab panggang BBQ&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Heartless.. I know :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I traveled to quite a few countries in these last few years. I still observe my meat halal status everytime I traveled and I always return to Malaysia meat deprived. All because I was too lazy to find a halal restaurant every time I wanted to have a meal. So, I resolved on being a vegetarian then because to find Halal restaurant when you don't have a car and a GPS can be quite tedious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Travel tips: Visit &lt;a href="http://www.zabihah.com/"&gt;Zabihah.com&lt;/a&gt;  for Halal food guide.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thank god I love salads.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It explains why I went to Seoul Garden right after coming back from UK to enjoy my red meat. Heheh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Can you imagine eating the plain and almost tasteless egg/vegetarian burger while the person besides you ate gooey, yummy Big Mac? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:4UJTxXUjG0Pd5M:http://www.virginmedia.com/images/meat.jpg&amp;amp;t=1" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:4UJTxXUjG0Pd5M:http://www.virginmedia.com/images/meat.jpg&amp;amp;t=1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am a meat-eater. I love red meats, beef or mutton alike. I even ordered my sirloin steak medium/medium rare. As long as it is not bloodied, I am in! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I was in Hong Kong, a friend voiced her concern on the "halal" restaurant we chose as there was a bar inside that "halal" restaurant. Do you know what I replied?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Alaa, selama ni malam minggu kita hangout kat Alexis, Hard Rock, Luna, Skybar.. kau tak pernah concern pon nak tanye status halal dia?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6284137665008371248-5700843084476259268?l=multipleeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Because my muse in blogging in severely lacking or had taken flight, and also I like their posts (&lt;a href="http://eyeris.blogspot.com/2010/09/top-3-celebs-id-love-to-ahem.html"&gt;Eyeris&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.suanie.net/2010/09/27/3-men-id-love-to-get-jiggy-with/"&gt;Suanie&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.shaolintiger.com/2010/09/27/top-3-chicks-youd-love-to-ahem/"&gt;ShaolinTiger&lt;/a&gt;)so I am taking the idea and give it a go here. A meme that no one asked me to do, but hey.... it give me excuses to google up pictures of drool-worthy men. &lt;br /&gt;
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1. James McAvoy&lt;br /&gt;
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It is somewhat well known in my blog, that I adore this man. Love his acting style in Penelope and Becoming Jane. I wept in Atonement. And he gives such perfect despair in Last King of Scotland. And heard that he is very nice in person just makes me love him more. &lt;br /&gt;
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His eyes! His eyes! And his hesitant smile!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Picture from: entertainmentwallpaper.com&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVFrUgfj1NY/TKFr5cs6JWI/AAAAAAAABfQ/dMdQe533zWM/s1600/james_mcavoy09.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My heart, it flutters! I can't wait for X Men First Class. &lt;br /&gt;
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2. Pacey a.k.a Joshua Jackson&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Picture from: www.pynkcelebrity.com&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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I like Fringe well enough, though I don't really like Peter Noble character in there. I think he is a bit of a smartass and too snarkish.&lt;br /&gt;
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However Joshua Jackson himself is sweet, have a great sense of humour and obviously funny. Just googled Joshua Jackson Pacey Con and you'll know what I meant. I never watched&amp;nbsp; Dawson Creek however just watching his interview at Pacey Con, is enough for me to look for the complete box set of Dawson Creek.&lt;br /&gt;
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Obviously I fell for his personality and his boyish good look is just an added advantage! &lt;br /&gt;
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Also, how can you not love this picture?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Pic from: http://gofugyourself.celebuzz.com/go_fug_yourself/2010/01/globes_kruger011810.html&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;Diane Kruger is one hell of a lucky lady.&lt;br /&gt;
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3. Last but not least.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pic from: nao-fuji.seesaa.net&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pictured by me! That is Fasha by the way, being curious on what I was looking at all day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; I am not incline to blog these few weeks. Maybe its a case of too lazy, too demotivated, too listless. Basically there's too many excuses, not enough time nor energy. In this case determination.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Also I do think that I am getting lax in my reading. Which is not good. Basically nothing bring me joy. At the moment. Maybe a trip to the beach with nothing on my mind. Which is weird, because I hate beach holiday. All those sands that get into your clothes and track into your hotel room and even get into your bed. Ugh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What would you do to get your life started again? Basically energized yourself if you feel like you're in a rut? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Motivate me! And don't get all preachy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6284137665008371248-4267606751611377575?l=multipleeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Dari kiri row atas: biras, adik ipar x4, Rozie, aku. Row bawah: Nenek, Mak dan Bapak mentua, adir ipar dan biras :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RxwBV8OQdeQ/TJAdSz3b5VI/AAAAAAAAATo/_oXBf6vnsFQ/s1600/P1080119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RxwBV8OQdeQ/TJAdSz3b5VI/AAAAAAAAATo/_oXBf6vnsFQ/s400/P1080119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516941752526431570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Biras and me, naik perahu tambang beb nak pegi raya... sempoi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RxwBV8OQdeQ/TJAVSBRZVSI/AAAAAAAAATA/n6t8s1_Aot4/s1600/P1030955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RxwBV8OQdeQ/TJAVSBRZVSI/AAAAAAAAATA/n6t8s1_Aot4/s400/P1030955.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516932942852085026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me and Rozie, dengan LEMANG bungkus utk adik ipar yg tengah sarat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RxwBV8OQdeQ/TJAVSYst-YI/AAAAAAAAATI/F3IeX8RfCVk/s1600/P1030971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RxwBV8OQdeQ/TJAVSYst-YI/AAAAAAAAATI/F3IeX8RfCVk/s400/P1030971.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516932949140699522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me and Granpa. Dah nak umur 80 tapi still hensem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RxwBV8OQdeQ/TJAUPg9uyFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/HT8UpYixduI/s1600/P1030899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RxwBV8OQdeQ/TJAUPg9uyFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/HT8UpYixduI/s400/P1030899.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516931800308303954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Main bunga api. Tiada dalam gambar - mercun2 yang harammm hahaha&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/6284137665008371248-8752731005530948879?l=multipleeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Selamat Hari Raya &amp;amp; Maaf Zahir Batin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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As Aidilfitri is a festivities of food, I will not say much but to let you visually indulge in my mother's cooking :D&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WkW6h3jRm8E/TIoYc2c_3II/AAAAAAAADPA/hSdi6c2rso4/s1600/IMG_2638.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WkW6h3jRm8E/TIoYc2c_3II/AAAAAAAADPA/hSdi6c2rso4/s640/IMG_2638.JPG" width="491" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No fancy, frilly presentation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WkW6h3jRm8E/TIoYei2eggI/AAAAAAAADPI/lYXeoiBPuyc/s1600/IMG00181-20100909-2236.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="312" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WkW6h3jRm8E/TIoYei2eggI/AAAAAAAADPI/lYXeoiBPuyc/s400/IMG00181-20100909-2236.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ketupat dan lepat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WkW6h3jRm8E/TIoYgWgj3II/AAAAAAAADPQ/iweb2tEtodg/s1600/IMG_2637.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="303" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WkW6h3jRm8E/TIoYgWgj3II/AAAAAAAADPQ/iweb2tEtodg/s400/IMG_2637.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rendang Landak (No kidding!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WkW6h3jRm8E/TIoYlK_gmxI/AAAAAAAADPw/yZVXh7rqxgU/s1600/IMG_2634.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="303" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WkW6h3jRm8E/TIoYlK_gmxI/AAAAAAAADPw/yZVXh7rqxgU/s400/IMG_2634.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sambal Kacang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;last but not least~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WkW6h3jRm8E/TIoYncZnRWI/AAAAAAAADP4/C1joZivuejo/s1600/IMG00180-20100909-2235.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WkW6h3jRm8E/TIoYncZnRWI/AAAAAAAADP4/C1joZivuejo/s640/IMG00180-20100909-2235.jpg" width="564" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...tapi, belum masak lagi. Heheh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P/s: Konfem PETA semelih family aku~ hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6284137665008371248-6584801245199576368?l=multipleeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This Ramadhan had been a good month. I may had not done as much as ibadah as I would like to, but I hope God give me chances for me to make more efforts in the next year and the next year and so on. I am always sad when Raya come in. This Raya I would not be going to my father grave as usual. That makes me a little sad and I forgot to visit the grave the last visit home during puasa. I always had in my imagination that he would be happy to meet us there during the end of Ramadhan when we came for our visit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sad paragraph aside, it is time to rejoice. Maybe no longer for us, and for many of my friends for their children. Yoda and I (separately of course) will be celebrating raya at Sarawak this year for the first time! Yoda raya ketiga yek? Ke ko dah pergi sebelom ni? So maybe both of us will update about that after we're back from Raya. And I am also informing next Tuesday I am out again, sebab tadek di Semenanjung. Malas blogging. Unless I found a komputer. And an internet connection. Shit. Sementara system tengah down and masa tengah banyak baik bayar bil. Bile dah habis raya and nak bayar bil, mesti sakit nyawa.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Again, selamat menyambut Aidilfitri. I mintak maaf to people all around me for ape-apelah. Malas pikir. Later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6284137665008371248-6441731176693799292?l=multipleeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;yeah.. alasannnn............ Dils and Adek have been making the same stories in the chat box tho :P&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I went back to my hometown last weekend to have Iftar with my parents and brothers. A few things happened and get me to ponder....&lt;br /&gt;
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Since when my dad need to asked me which button to press on the car alarm, red or green?&lt;br /&gt;
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Since when I grow taller then both of my parents?&lt;br /&gt;
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Since when my mother's beautiful black hair get laced with grey?&lt;br /&gt;
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Since when my shopaholic mother surrendered only after walking around a level in a shopping complex?&lt;br /&gt;
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I guess age is catching up on us :)&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;This is my favourite commercial Raya commercial, never failed to bring me to tears every time I saw it.&lt;br /&gt;
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P/s: I will not be posting anything next Thursday due to work commitment. I guess I will be celebrating Merdeka at Tanah Penjajah. Long live the Queen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6284137665008371248-7739483979811124776?l=multipleeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since it is Ramadhan and hearing something with non-meaningful lyrics might reduce the amount of blessings you might get, why don't try something different?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know that not all of us can hear classical like Beethoven or Bach (&lt;i&gt;heck, I can't stand it, and I can't understand all those mellow feelings&lt;/i&gt;), but, if it is a popular song being sing or played by somebody else, would you like to try to hear it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Behold, by the power of Facebook (credit to &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=504839943"&gt;Ehsan&lt;/a&gt; who share this) - I stumbled upon David Garrett playing Smooth Criminals:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GSFPQDEkc-k?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/GSFPQDEkc-k?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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And here's the guy playing live:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Good? Not good? Well I know nothing about violins -- so hearing this for the first time blow my mind. Dils might already knew him or maybe he's already her inspiration, eh Dils? :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, in a way, I think I already answered what Dils asked in the post below -- I love to hear good cover songs when things get bored. &lt;i&gt;Aci tak camnih? HAHA :P&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Well, what's your song for now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6284137665008371248-6317113944773035712?l=multipleeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am being completely boring and gonna bore you with music. More specifically music I listened to while at work. And those music are not cool according to the American Billboard Top 40. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Classical &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Currently Bach and Beethoven. Before this, my favorite was Beethoven. Beethoven music is always so grand. It comes to mind a many of splendoured things. It brings you the feeling at the height of joys (e.g. Ode to Joy) and the very depth of despair (e.g. Egmont Overture).&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; While Bach, I had always been a bit dismissive towards it, feeling it too mellow. But then as I learned the violin and listened more and more to Bach I noticed that his music is genius. How can I review classical music since I know so little? So what I can do instead is tell you what I feel when I hear them. Bach is mellow but he does wonder even with the simplest of tune, evoking feeling of calm and serenity.&amp;nbsp; Personal favorite is the Bradenburg Concerto No. 3. I think I like it because it played a lot of scales, which I had always love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Ragtime&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Am just about to appreciate ragtime ever since I downloaded Scott Joplin - Bethena A Concert Waltz. And to think I did not realize before this that The Entertainer was composed by him. Huh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; Edith Piaf&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I love her ever since watching La Vie En Rose. Marion Cotillard in that movie is astounding. My favorite song is No Mercy ( its in English) and coming second is the now more famous Non Je Ne Regrette Rien.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Those three are the only songs I can stand listening to while doing work. Mostly because there's no lyric for me to get distracted and daydream or in the French songs case, I don't understand it so I am not distracted while at the same time I can stop for a while and appreciate the music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Contrary to the music above, whenever I am cleaning or doing chores, the music I cranked up to is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;- Radiohead (specifically OK Computer album)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;- Garbage&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;- N Sync (say what you like, but upbeat music does help and I think N Sync got pretty good catchy songs for a boy band)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;- Britney Spears (same as above.) &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;- And when I felt like it, The Phantom of the Opera. Felt like I had gone through the whole musical again just by listening through it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And occasionally some other upbeat songs in the mp3 list. Which does not amount to many, but pointless to list it out. (Macam the whole list ni ade point?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So what's your listening pleasure for a specific task? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6284137665008371248-4347271544307081469?l=multipleeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Warning:&lt;/span&gt; May contain spoilers. Nothing major though.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4 out of 5 sambal explosive rating. Explosion aplenty with a few generous shots of heads being shot to bits. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5 out of 5 of Pure Cheese.The amount of one liner that is just that is staggering. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;0.5 out of 5 tender meaty goodness of a sirloin steaks in term of how bad the dialogue sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1 out of 5 stacks of spaghetti, just how flimsy the plot are. It seems like the plot is being put there as an afterthought to mask the real reason of the movie - Blow stuffs up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2 out of 5 fried wonton goodness, on the limited screentime and capabilities shown by Jet Li. Dissapointing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3 fried chickens out of infinity, the number of hot chicks shown. Though seeing Charisma Carpenter name on the credit, made me squee like a Buffy fan nerd should.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1 Ramly Special Beef Burger - The amount of time you would finish a burger would be almost equal to the amount of time Bruce Willis and Arnie make their appearance here. (Unless you are a slow eater, and if you are why are you eating a Ramly burger slowly. Ramly burger is meant to be eaten while hot!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok. Can't think of any food related things to relate to this movie. Basically go for it for the explosions and just don't pay attention to the dialogue or you will cringe, cringe, cringe. I thought right, I went for exactly that and went out of the cinemas satisfied at seeing all these 80s and 90s actions stars in one film. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And since people are comparing these 3 movies earlier on... I have to say personal preference goes like this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. The Losers - Most of the characters are awesome or likable. And I like that fight scene in the rundown hotel. I have a girl crush on Zoe Saldana, so I maybe a bit bias.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. The Expendables - Everything is fast,fast,fast. I am beginning to hate the slow motion things action movies got going on, and it just showed how incredibly hard the actors/stunt makers must work to choreograph the fights. The actors seems mesh well with each other. And the scene where Jason Statham give an ass kicking to the domestic abuser and the gang, while pointless is awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. The A-Team - The action is good. But I mostly hate the characters which is why I like it the least. The Mr.T subplot is tedious, Bradley Cooper and Jessica Biel story need not be there nor that they have chemistry. The only thing I like there is Liam Neeson (maybe because I am still madly in love with him after watching Taken. That movie is THE AWESOME). Mostly, I just can't remember how the story goes. It just shows how forgettable the whole thing are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok stopping now because it may lead to a review of the A Team. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6284137665008371248-771635836800403264?l=multipleeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Selamat menyambut Ramadhan Al-Mubarak untuk semua &amp;amp;  Semoga Ramadhan ini membawa perubahan. Yes, I do hope this Ramadhan will  change a few bad things about me and I really wished to be a better  person :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Isnaini&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love Ramadhan as my company let us leave the office at 4pm. I can  reach home by 4.30-5.00pm and that means I have 2-3 hours to cook our  Iftar dish. I managed to cook for all sahur and on the first day of  Iftar. I will cook again tonight, hopefully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thalatha&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As you can see, I love cooking so much and I really wish that I can  enroll in this Culinary Retreat, &lt;a href="http://www.bayanindah.com/"&gt;Bayan  Indah&lt;/a&gt;. But, after reading a few bloggers' review that have enrolled in the  course... most of them brought a friend to be their partner. Hmm...  anyone interested to learn how to cook and be my partner?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Arba'ah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday, after leaving the office, I helped my brother to check  out from his hostel. So, when we arrived at Ampang... it was well after  6pm. Instead of cooking, I dragged my brother to Pasar Ramadhan at Bukit  Indah. The food price there was exhilarating. Nasi kerabu with sambal  paru = RM6. Three pieces of samosa = RM2. Ikan pari bakar the size of my  palm = RM10.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Khamsa&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;h&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hate having my Iftar alone. For me, Iftar is a moment that should  be shared with our loved ones. As for now, I need to arrange my Iftar  schedule to make sure that I got daily company. Sounds pathetic, but  seriously... after years of Iftar with my large family, I can't bear  being alone during Iftar TT_TT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sittah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As I have nothing to do during lunch hour, I surfed the net for  local artists gossip. Why? Because most of the international website are  blocked in our network. Things that get me ticked were the comments,  not the story/gossip itself. But, why the Malay commentors are so damn  negative? Orang kawin salah, orang cerai salah, orang cantik salah,  orang huduh salah, orang dye rambut salah, Linda Onn and Syafinaz yang  dapat kumpul harta dengan kerjaya sendiri pon dikutuk sebab tak kawin2  (Okay, I got personal reasons for this one :P). But, seriously... should  you see everything on the negative way? *sigh* Macamanelah kaum aku nak  maju~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sab'ah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lastly, I want to give my two thumbs up to &lt;a href="http://www.bayanindah.com/"&gt;MyEG&lt;/a&gt; for their efficient service.  If you read my FB status last Friday, you will know that my driving  license expired like... more than 1 month ago. I could not find the time  to go to the Post Office or JPJ (lazy was a more likely reason :P), so  my friend suggested MyEG. I was a little skeptical at  first. But, I still give it a try and I submitted the application on late  Friday afternoon. Their processing time was 5 working days. So, I assumed my license will be ready on the next Friday (today), the earliest. But, on  Saturday afternoon MyEG staff called me asking my whereabouts as  they wanted to deliver the driving license that day. It was less than 24  hours!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Sorry to disappoint you though.. it was not Maya Karin who  deliver it :P&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
P/s Mari kita belajar mengira dalam bahasa Arab. Heheh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6284137665008371248-7800910776639834203?l=multipleeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I want to join the bandwagon too (sambil dengan tanpa malu dan segan menghijack post dari Ms. Thursday lol)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Takpe, persetujuan dah ade :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Anyway, cakap pasal bulan puasa, nombor satu yg teringat dalam kepala mestilaa pasar/bazar Ramadhan. Makanan macam2 jenis, macam2 kaler, macam2 rasa, macam2 bentuk. Mcmmana kita nak tau benda yang kita beli tu sedap ke tidak?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;1) Mula2, mestilaa dari tradisi. Sebagai contoh, tiap2 tahun Mee Kari Man laa yang paling sedap di Pasar Ramadhan Jitra. Tahun demi tahun rasa macam tu laa, sedap. Cuma harga sajalah yang berbeza, makin naik hahaha. Sama jugak macam stall yang konfem tak sedap / tak kena dgn selera kita. So dah mark dah yg mana sedap / tak sedap based on tahun2 lepas punya pengalaman.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;2) Kepada yang suka makan makanan yang jenis2 ada kuah ni, kena jaga2lah kak long sekalian. Sebagai contoh yang femes, jenis gulai kawah. Kita kena tau tukang jual ni memang tiap2 hari sold out ka, gulai sampai 2-3 kawah. Kalo tak habis, maka slim chance lah dia nak masak yang baru. Takkan nak buang yang lama. Memang kari2 ni lagi lama lagi sedap, tapi kalau recycle sampai seminggu, bole masuk spital dah silap2 keracunan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;3) Macam hari pertama semalam, fuhh semua kedai mcm sold out. Yang mana ada nama / orang ramai queue memang untung lah. Selalunya awal2 puasa ni, better survey lah dulu and mark siap2 kedai mana sedap, kedai mana tak etc. Try tengok beli. Kalau tak sedap, esok jangan cuba2 dah sebab quality kebanyakan kedai makin lama makin turun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;4) Beli sekadar termampu. Memang nafsu kita ni kalau hidu asap ayam percik, bukan main lagi. Rasa macam boleh telan sampai 4-5 ketul. Itu belum masuk popia, murtabak, mee goreng, bihun sup, nasik lagi. Perut manusia ni limited spacenya. Memang afdal sangatlah kalau beli sekadar satu main dish dan sejenis kuih. Air buat sendiri kat rumah. Sahur nanti makan sajalah apa2 biskut ka megi ka. Tak payah nak sedapkan nafsu tu yang kata "Alah kalo tak abis, bole makan time sahur nanti". Itu pon kalo bangun. Kalo tak bangun, masuk peti ais. Lama2 ke tong sampah jugaklah. Jimat cermat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;5) Kalau hampa2 ni kaki makan kat luar, haa booking tu kena awal sikitlah. Jangan seronok sangat nak gamble sebab memang akan full punya segala tempat makan yang ada. Tambah2 plak dengan semangat 1Malaysia ni, semua orang tak kira agama nak jugak dinner time yang sama. Berebut2lah. Kalo miss booking, beli air dan sembahyang Maghrib dulu. Rilek kalo perut tu dah bole tahan 12-13 jam, takkan lagi setengah jam pon nak bising dah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ok nanti kita sembang pasal Pre-Raya plak. Selamat meraikan kehadiran Ramadhan dengan beramal seikhlas mungkin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6284137665008371248-3533176563275876679?l=multipleeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When it comes to fasting and Ramadhan, what I miss a lot was my memories of fasting at my hometown in Johor. I can't help but noticed some differences of the environment, the peoples, and how they react towards the events. Let me list it here.. &lt;i&gt;(list might be in Malay pasal nak amek feel :P)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Peh, I was expecting kat surau Kajang yang ramai orang ni at least to have some coffee being handed around after the prayer. But takde! T____T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Compared to Muar, paling2 koman pun ade la karipap dengan air kopi. Biasa-biasa kitorg makan nasik ambang you! KL? Cis, jangan harapkan burger, roti kering pun takde!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;2) KL tak cuti first puasa!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kalau dulu, first puasa adalah hari untuk melepek kat rumah; tidur sepanjang hari, duk diam-diam kat umah, keluar hanya pada waktu petang untuk pergi bazar beli makanan bukak puasa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Haa kalau kat Johor, time pergi bazar tu je lah yang boleh ter"kureng" pahala puasa sikit. Sebab:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Itu jelah pun cabaran yg perlu dihadapi pada first day puasa kalau kat Johor. Tapi sekarang? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First day puasa kena pergi kerja, dah tak boleh tidur-tidur. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sampai tempat kerja tengok amoi Cina pakai ketat terbonjol-bonjol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Duduk kat cubicle tengok mamat India tengah sedap layan roti canai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lepas tu, bila time balik -- semua pun balik awal! Bila traffic jem, cuba tengok kereta sebelah. Kalau tak gelap, mata sepet. Padahal tadi diorang jugak yang sedap NOM NOM kat sebelah meja kita. Huihhh emo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;3) Sembahyang Terawih -- 8 rakaat je kat KL.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay ini mungkin aku generalizing lah kan, sah-sah aku pergi satu masjid je pun.&amp;nbsp; Kemungkinan besar masjid lain buat 20. Saje nak bagi point lebih hahaha. Tapi semalam, on the first night pergi Terawih, dengan imam-imam buat lapan rakaat je weih!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Baru first night je tu. Adeih. Kalau kat Muo dulu, first night ni memang semua berebut-rebut nak tunjuk power. Imam buat 20 rakaat siap dengan 3 witir. Baca surah siap panjang-panjang kalau boleh nak abes satu juzuk terus utk satu rakaat. Doa baca sepanjang yang boleh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Walaupun tak berkekalan sehingga ke hari yang ke-30, tapi sekurang-kurangnya bangga jugaklah warga kampung aku ni buat jugak 20 rakaat (walaupun selalunya orang-orang tua kerepot je; budak-budak selalu main kejar-kejar; yang muda remaja dok isap rokok). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tapi semalam, bila aku bangun nak balik lepas 8 rakaat, tiba-tiba aku dengar imam dah angkat takbir utk solat witir dah!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hoh dah pukul 4:30. Mari pulang berbuka puasa! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't have any wise word regarding the Ramadhan month. So in fact I'll just jot down some things from my memory regarding my past puasa experiences during my childhood.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Because I am feeling very woozy, I couldn't be arsed to gather my disjointed memory in a more orderly manner. Let see it in random.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. I couldn't remembered exactly what year of age I started puasa. But I remembered the year I puasa full. Actually come to think of it, I never puasa full because my period started early ( I was in standard 5). Hoh!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. My mom rarely have any rice and lauk dishes untuk berbuka puasa. The standard fare is something like a 3 course meal. Sup or bubur for starter. Then some mee/makaroni/murtabak/etc for main, then kuih muih for the last. Rice is for sahur.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. Drinks is always, cincau or homemade mata kucing. Awesome. Sometimes when my mom had finished her stocks of mata kucing and cincau jelly, then various cordial drinks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4.Dulu remembered that the kakak-kakak at my tempat mengaji mana yang tak boleh puasa, will buy ice cream and sneaked at the back of the rumah makcik ajar ngaji tu and eat their ice cream Malaysia. Sometimes I joined them. Ini adalah sebelum 'kena seruan'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5. I remembered my ustazah (Ko ingat Nai?) made a snide remarks about those who went to terawikh together-together with their boyfriends. Aku lupa la nama Ustazah tu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6. I remembered berpuasa time sekolah is fine enough, but then we continue on to sekolah agama. Time sekolah agama sume muka sudah haggard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;7. My brother and I love air kathira. Kinda like Johor punye specialty drink. But my mom rarely let us buy them because long time ago there was a air kathira scare (some seller didn't boil their contaminated water I think) and many people get sick. The same reason why we never ate siput sedut at Kelantan. So if we bought one, my mom would be like "If you get sick, don't expect any sympathy from me". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;8. Most of the family are not big on lagu raya. I particularly dislike it. So don't expect me to give support to anyone who think blaring out loud lagu raya at the office is awesome and give a celebration feel atmosphere. You know what my grandfather used to play? Lagu gelek dari Arab. I like that moar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, so far that is the totally random memory of the bulan puasa month.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Selamat Berpuasa and Have a good Ramadhan to y'all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Was busy, here and there..the usual stuff. However, still managed to slip in one great movie. The movie title Exam. First of all, it's not about usual assessment of student but rather "job interview" kind of exam. The synopsis as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE7oMYr4mZM/TF2QYaSRsMI/AAAAAAAAAZU/noJWilbxbLA/s1600/quad_ver4516px_79443a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE7oMYr4mZM/TF2QYaSRsMI/AAAAAAAAAZU/noJWilbxbLA/s400/quad_ver4516px_79443a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502713068763852994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eight talented candidates have reached the final stage of selection to  join the ranks of a mysterious and powerful corporation. Entering a  windowless room, a man gives them eighty minutes to answer one simple  question. He outlines three rules they must obey or be disqualified:  don't talk to him or the armed guard by the door, don't spoil their  papers and don't leave the room. He starts the clock and leaves. The  candidates turn over their question papers, only to find they're  completely blank. After the initial confusion has subsided, one  frustrated candidate writes 'I believe I deserve...,' and is promptly  ejected for spoiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Source:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Exam_%28film%29"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Review:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WARNING: May contain spoilers. Read at your own discretion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1) I just love movies that wasn't use normal name for character name. Instead, they used places, colors, ethnicity etc to represent character. This movie used it extensively. (e.g. of other movies: Zombieland, Reservoir Dogs).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) This movie that plays with lots of dialog. Don't get me wrong, it could be freaking boring at times at some other movies but well written lines in this movie could be very interesting to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Exam using a small-space concept and focusing on the conflict rather than having broad set. The "exam" take place in a room that could accommodate around 20 people. Just like Phone booth and 12 Angry Men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Twisted ending was my favorite thing. It could set you aback and keep make you thinking about the ending. It's the best part of a movie but it should be unpredictable cause otherwise it would be suck. The ending keep you thinking, I didn't see that coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Conflict and office politics. Everything summed up nicely in this movie, which make you said, Uhhhahh...I think I had seen this happened before. In real life I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) The revelation. Although I dig twisted ending, knowing the progress of the event and explanation bout it rather soothing. I appreciate the hint but seriously, you can't get enough of hint when you watch it the first time. By helping the audience understand the event and progress of it, it could create understanding and left no space for own interpretation. Otherwise, it would be not so favorable and understandable to the mass. I beg to differ in the case of Inception though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Strong, in-the-character actor. I don't mind not so famous actors as long as the cast could really act. In this movie, the cast strongly brought up their character to the surface and having fun doing it. It's such a waste that the winner of the Exam wasn't a character that get much of screen time or witty dialogue but it would be perfect for the development of the story anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, the storyline was strong and justifiable though the ending might get you into argument. In that defense, I would like to stress that the candidate had gone so much and given the rules of the Invigilator, who would dare to spoil their chance by answering it anyway - too much at stake to be spoiled by smart ass move. I see the ending just mere wrap up to the story and a justification on how do they doing it that way, you're not supposed to dispute about it anyway cause the most interesting part is the conflict rather than the ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, my most favorable character would be Brown. He's sadistic and generally most smart of all of them. Download it and enjoy it. 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="MsoTableGrid" style="border-collapse: collapse; border: medium none; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border: 1pt solid black; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 81.9pt;" valign="top" width="109"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: black black black -moz-use-text-color; border-style: solid solid solid none; border-width: 1pt 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 157.5pt;" valign="top" width="210"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Twilight Saga&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: black black black -moz-use-text-color; border-style: solid solid solid none; border-width: 1pt 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 119.7pt;" valign="top" width="160"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;True Blood&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: black black black -moz-use-text-color; border-style: solid solid solid none; border-width: 1pt 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 119.7pt;" valign="top" width="160"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vampire Diaries&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black; border-style: none solid solid; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 81.9pt;" valign="top" width="109"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Location&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 157.5pt;" valign="top" width="210"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Fords, Washington&lt;br /&gt;
(Real town) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 119.7pt;" valign="top" width="160"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Bon Tempts, Louisiana&lt;br /&gt;
(Fictional town) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 119.7pt;" valign="top" width="160"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Mystic Falls, Virginia&lt;br /&gt;
(Fictional town)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black; border-style: none solid solid; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 81.9pt;" valign="top" width="109"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Cast&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; text-align: justify; width: 157.5pt;" valign="top" width="210"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Robert Pattinson and Taylor Lautner are drool-worthy. No one can   resist their vampire and werewolf &amp;nbsp;abs.   But, no matter how “I-am-hotter-than-you-Edward” Jacob is still lacking on   the charismatic and alluring factor compared to Edward. Yes, I am team   Edward! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Kristen Steward as Bella is okay; pretty enough to be their love   interest… beautiful hair but the character has no guts! Sometimes I just   wanted to strangle her for leading Jacob on just to hurt him again and again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; text-align: justify; width: 119.7pt;" valign="top" width="160"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Stephen Moyer is not hot enough, okay.. he is not that bad. But seriously,   he looks old to be paired with Anna Paquin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;The antagonist, Alexander Skarsgård on the other hand is superb.   Physically, he has everything that a vampire needs. Viking past? Checked!   Drink human blood? Checked! Seductive? Double checked!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Anna Paquin? Not my cup of tea.. but her acting is convincing. Maybe   it was her accent that turned me off from being her fan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; text-align: justify; width: 119.7pt;" valign="top" width="160"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Nina Dobrev as Elena Gilbert is captivating! Her strong characters   add colours to the series and she did seem real. Mind you, she played double   character in the series and she made it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Paul Wesley as Stefan Salvatore compliments Elena’s character well.   But, his character reminds me of Edward character. A little bit boring,   romantic and heroic character.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Ian Somerhalder? *Pengsan* I love his antagonist character and he is   exactly what I imagined a vampire will be. Military background? Checked!   Drink human blood? Checked! Seductive? Triple checked!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black; border-style: none solid solid; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 81.9pt;" valign="top" width="109"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Diet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; text-align: justify; width: 157.5pt;" valign="top" width="210"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Human and animal blood. Human food is yucky to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; text-align: justify; width: 119.7pt;" valign="top" width="160"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Human blood only. Never saw them consume any human food but they have   this True Blood drink to replace the normal blood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; text-align: justify; width: 119.7pt;" valign="top" width="160"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Human and animal blood. Human food is also okay to them. Drink   alcohol and coffee to curb their blood craving. Vampire can get intoxicated… like   WTF? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black; border-style: none solid solid; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 81.9pt;" valign="top" width="109"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunlight Effect&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; text-align: justify; width: 157.5pt;" valign="top" width="210"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Sparkle sparkle sparkle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; text-align: justify; width: 119.7pt;" valign="top" width="160"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Burn, no excuse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; text-align: justify; width: 119.7pt;" valign="top" width="160"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Burn but if they wear a Lapis Lazuri ring they can withstand the   sunlight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black; border-style: none solid solid; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 81.9pt;" valign="top" width="109"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How to be one?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; text-align: justify; width: 157.5pt;" valign="top" width="210"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Requires being bitten by a vampire and injected with vampire venom. The venom then works its way through the human body, causing cellular changes throughout the body over usually a three day period. Incredibly painful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; text-align: justify; width: 119.7pt;" valign="top" width="160"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;A vampire must drain a human of all their blood, effectively killing that human, and replace it with some of their own blood. The vampire and drained human will then sleep in the ground for two to three nights until the drained human rises as a vampire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; text-align: justify; width: 119.7pt;" valign="top" width="160"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Bitten. Consume vampire blood. Killed while vampire blood was still   in their system. Consume vampire blood   again. Feed on human to complete the transformation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Too complicated :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black; border-style: none solid solid; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 81.9pt;" valign="top" width="109"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vampire Kryptonite&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; text-align: justify; width: 157.5pt;" valign="top" width="210"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Nothing known&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; text-align: justify; width: 119.7pt;" valign="top" width="160"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Silver and Garlic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; text-align: justify; width: 119.7pt;" valign="top" width="160"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Vervain (herb)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black; border-style: none solid solid; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 81.9pt;" valign="top" width="109"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gore Factor&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; text-align: justify; width: 157.5pt;" valign="top" width="210"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Not gore at all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; text-align: justify; width: 119.7pt;" valign="top" width="160"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Very, very gore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; text-align: justify; width: 119.7pt;" valign="top" width="160"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Moderate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black; border-style: none solid solid; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 81.9pt;" valign="top" width="109"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Physical Build&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; text-align: justify; width: 157.5pt;" valign="top" width="210"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Crystal, diamond hard body. Cold. Pale and alluring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; text-align: justify; width: 119.7pt;" valign="top" width="160"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Pale but not so alluring (except Eric :P).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; text-align: justify; width: 119.7pt;" valign="top" width="160"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Consume alcohol and coffee to keep their temperature high. Can bleed   like human. Not pale.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black; border-style: none solid solid; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 81.9pt;" valign="top" width="109"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Other mystical character&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; text-align: justify; width: 157.5pt;" valign="top" width="210"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Werewolf (shape shifter)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; text-align: justify; width: 119.7pt;" valign="top" width="160"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Shapeshifter, witch, maenads, werewolf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; text-align: justify; width: 119.7pt;" valign="top" width="160"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Witch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black; border-style: none solid solid; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 81.9pt;" valign="top" width="109"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wood Effect&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; text-align: justify; width: 157.5pt;" valign="top" width="210"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;What wood? Even bullet can’t past through their diamond hard body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; text-align: justify; width: 119.7pt;" valign="top" width="160"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Will be dead if staked at heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; text-align: justify; width: 119.7pt;" valign="top" width="160"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Will be dead if staked at heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black; border-style: none solid solid; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 81.9pt;" valign="top" width="109"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Invitation to Human House&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; text-align: justify; width: 157.5pt;" valign="top" width="210"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;No invitation needed. Can enter and leave as their heart desire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; text-align: justify; width: 119.7pt;" valign="top" width="160"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Need invitation before enter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; text-align: justify; width: 119.7pt;" valign="top" width="160"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Need invitation before enter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black; border-style: none solid solid; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 81.9pt;" valign="top" width="109"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ability&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; text-align: justify; width: 157.5pt;" valign="top" width="210"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Supernatural strength, speed and senses.&lt;br /&gt;
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Various ability that only a gifted vampire can have. Mind reading,   telekinesis, mental attack, tracking, etc…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; text-align: justify; width: 119.7pt;" valign="top" width="160"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Supernatural strength, speed and senses.&lt;br /&gt;
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Heal human who drinks their blood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; text-align: justify; width: 119.7pt;" valign="top" width="160"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Supernatural strength, speed and senses.&lt;br /&gt;
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Heal human who drinks their blood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black; border-style: none solid solid; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 81.9pt;" valign="top" width="109"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Books&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; text-align: justify; width: 157.5pt;" valign="top" width="210"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;I can say that the movie sticks to the books, even to the script. The   storyline may need to be altered to fit the movie hours, but as a loyal book   reader… I have nothing to complain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; text-align: justify; width: 119.7pt;" valign="top" width="160"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;I haven't read any complaints from the book reader and I never read one myself, so I guess the storyline is okay.. or they simply doesn't care because the show is good enough for them. Heheh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; text-align: justify; width: 119.7pt;" valign="top" width="160"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Most book reader complains that the TV shows vary too far from the   books. Elena should be a blue eyed, blonde and have 4 years old sister (Margaret),   not a brunette with a teenage brother (Jeremy).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Twilight – It is a love story. Fullstop. Anybody who wanted an ass whipping, action packed, blood dripping vampire movie will find themselves a major disappointment. Yeah, it still shows some brutal killing by the werewolves and vampire, but the peaceful vampires are not meant to be a killer. The limbs flying scene in Eclipse did not induce terror, at all. We (mostly female :P) love it because of the love story and the mushy feeling we had inside when Edward was with Bella. We know that true love like them is too good to be true, but sometimes we just want to be a romantic at heart. In other words, Bella is too weak and meek for us the female population to choose as a role model. I am looking forward for the fourth and maybe fifth installment of the movie to see that if Bella’s character can outgrow her meekness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;True Blood – I hate it at first because I can’t understand what Sookie was trying to say. Her accent takes time for me to be familiar with and seriously, that gap between her front teeth is distracting. The show is like a soft core, sex scene were in almost every episode and mind you, it involve bondage and other stuff that you won’t normally seen in normal TV shows. The storyline is intense and it sticks to the usual vampire folklore. It needs a few episodes to be familiar with their accents and to stomach their bloodied guts. After getting through the first few episodes, I was glued to this series and I did have tears in my eyes in the scene where Eric mourns the loss of his creator and mentor, Godric.Season 3 has just begun and I have not received the episodes from my supplier yet, but I bet it will continue rocking the vampire world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Vampire Diaries – The pilot was a little blahhh… but the story did grow stronger in the latter episodes. True as what other review said, the show is liberated between the romance of Twilight and the gore of True Blood. It may appeal to the moderate audience, but it is still a teenage and female attracting series. But, since this series is so much in moderation in everything, I find it kind of normal. The love is rational and the gore factor is manageable. I love the lead female character though, Elena. She is strong-willed, rational girl that is not blinded by love (*cough* Bella *cough*). She still has doubt for Stefan and she is scared of vampires, as what normal human being should react. The antagonist in the show, Damon is too drool-worthy for me and I can’t just take my eyes off his face. The show will continue for the second season starting this September 2010 and I can’t wait to see Damon again :D&lt;br /&gt;
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Got nothing to share resulting in a halfway written post every single time. Yeah nothing really interesting things to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this year, it is my 5th year living in this central region. 4 and a half years in KL and the rest in Putrajaya. My achievements? Well I know the roads in KL, planted like Google Maps in my head. How about visiting places of interest in KL? That's the issue here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll start by the famous Point of Interest in KL (that I've never been there before).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;a href="http://www.muziumnegara.gov.my/"&gt;Muzium Negar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.muziumnegara.gov.my/"&gt;a&lt;/a&gt; - Never been there. I tried so many times during weekends to be there but always ended up going to malls and Jalan TAR instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;a href="http://www.istanabudaya.gov.my/"&gt;Istana Budaya&lt;/a&gt; - Been dreaming to get a ticket for Puteri Gunung Ledang musical. No gang means no go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;a href="http://www.artgallery.gov.my/"&gt;Balai Seni Lukis Negara&lt;/a&gt; - I'm no artist. I can't even appreciate abstract art and whatnot. But to be there at least once, maybe I can get to know how artist mind works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;a href="http://www.tourism.gov.my/my/destinations/item.asp?item=lakegardens"&gt;Lake Garden&lt;/a&gt; - AKA Taman Tasik Perdana. I've been to the neighboring Orchid and Hibiscus Garden but not the Lake itself. Is there anything interesting there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;a href="http://www.tourism.gov.my/my/destinations/item.asp?item=nationalmonument"&gt;Tugu Negara&lt;/a&gt; - National Monument. Sigh I guess I'm not patriotic enough to visit this place. Someday, with my arsenal of cameras, I will be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) &lt;a href="http://www.dfp.com.my/"&gt;Dewan Filharmonik Petronas&lt;/a&gt; - Been wishing to visit there at least once, you know like enjoying some live orchestra or something. Up to date, the closest place I've been is at the PETT foyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) &lt;a href="http://www.psn.gov.my/"&gt;Pusat Sains Negara&lt;/a&gt; - Too far maybe (alasannn). I planned to be there during the recent Leonardo Da Vinci showcase but got last minute change of plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm proud to say that the places not listed above, I've been there :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always thought that KL is a bit boring but man I was wrong. Boring in the sense of visiting the same malls over and over again. So for those living in Klang Valley, appreciate KL and go visit those places. What you think all those attractions are for old people only ka? Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fellas, if you do have some serious plans to go in the place listed above, ring me. The more the merrier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6284137665008371248-6192527187868440344?l=multipleeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I should not make any excuse as I am the one who said that we can write a consistent post once a week, but as my job grows more demanding as days goes by... I succumb to the pressure. Only Dils is the consistent blogger here, so I know if we got that advertisement cheque, she deserved to get the biggest slice of pie. Heheh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * * * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ranting ahead, my office now is undergoing audit for 5S implementation. I understand that the origin of this practice are for the factory and warehouse to keep their files and tools in order. Its objective to get everything indexed, labeled and filed are good, but when they want to implement 5S in an office, it surely a hassle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sometimes, they do not even understand our nature of job before criticizing our lacked of&amp;nbsp; "5S" attitude. I am working in a fast-paced department where letters, contracts, fax documents, catalogues, proposals are our bread and butter. How can we function without them? *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Seiri, Seiton, Seiso, Seiketsu&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Shitsuke&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;Sumbat, Sorok, Selit... Sampai Sendat&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Do you expect us to change the file  label and numbering daily? The effort and time taken to print and cut  the label for these numerous files should be used to generate more  profit for the company. Besides,&amp;nbsp; as we on the business lines are the one  who provide the revenue to sustain the expenses for the support  services (to pay the 5S auditor), you should be able to cut us some slack :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WkW6h3jRm8E/TFJQKI4R06I/AAAAAAAADHY/qtmPIlF4R58/s1600/35970_418660774692_552254692_4425319_2668492_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WkW6h3jRm8E/TFJQKI4R06I/AAAAAAAADHY/qtmPIlF4R58/s640/35970_418660774692_552254692_4425319_2668492_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my workstation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Do you actually believe that someone can actually work in a workstation that neat? No paper and pen out of place and not even any files in sight... It is too neat for me, maybe not for you though. Heheh... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But, I rebelled by not removing all the personal items and souvenirs from display. We shall keep our hypocrisy at a safe level, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;... and yes, I love my flowers on top of the CPU. If you say that I will be more depressed with a &lt;i&gt;serabut* &lt;/i&gt;workstation, you haven't see my car or my room yet... and I think the 5S auditor will run for their life if they were to inspect my wardrobe :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;*they still call this &lt;i&gt;serabut&lt;/i&gt; and it will make me &lt;i&gt;murung&lt;/i&gt; -_-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6284137665008371248-8180970475578404972?l=multipleeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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