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a world through my eye..</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dandelionwind.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dandelionwind.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470622509334329830/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Zuko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08480960066295932284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BquUdeuxJNk/S3_AgE7si0I/AAAAAAAAABM/f-WILeQ6YnA/S220/DSC04028.JPG" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/bMqeH" /><feedburner:info uri="blogspot/bmqeh" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUMNRHg-fyp7ImA9WhRWE0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470622509334329830.post-1441301719557217281</id><published>2011-12-31T06:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T06:58:15.657-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-31T06:58:15.657-08:00</app:edited><title>2012 new year resolution</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m51L78obp4Q/Tv8eVhFeZUI/AAAAAAAAA1o/tXf1lEa3y0o/s1600/IMG_20111231_223608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m51L78obp4Q/Tv8eVhFeZUI/AAAAAAAAA1o/tXf1lEa3y0o/s400/IMG_20111231_223608.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692301809027016002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;new year,new resolution...people say i should make some wish in new year,or bad things will stay with me on 2011 year,and i have to make the wish before the clock ticks 0000H ...im not the superstitious type..but wont do any harm to try right? =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ok here goes....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1)be a better person:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;huge and generally cover all the aspect...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2)love:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;   love her more...hmm not that i dont love her in 2011..but hey...who dont wan to be love more      and more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3)love:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  ofcoz to be love more and more also,by her...my family and everyone else..*not too greedy              right? hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4)studies:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;   improve my grade..or to be specific...to word harder,study hard..=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5) less on FB:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;imma fb addicts, in conjunction with 4th resolution, spend less time with fb would be a good idea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6)self:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  get control of myself, discipline and emotional....yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;7)responsibility and duty as son,fiancee,brother,grandson oh yes...as future son-in-law&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;   ..ehem ehem..hehe  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)gadgets:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;   iphone4s? galaxy sII? dslr? ipad2? ultrabook s3? perhaps....actually this things never end   huh....no really matters to me....i got my nexus here,good enough for me =),can call...can sms..games..picture...cukup ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;9)talk less,gossip less,foul language,cursing and other speech related...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;*i'll try to lessen it coz totally changed it would be impossible! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;10) may 2012 be a great year for me and everyone =)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;b&gt;happy new year people!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&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;&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/1470622509334329830-1441301719557217281?l=dandelionwind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;yeah,that right.....the restaurant is flooded with the customers,somehow i feel that im in some kind of italian restaurant, or french(?) maybe..if u know what i mean =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the restaurant  is cozy with cool sea breeze and sound of wave crashing on the shore, and u can feel soft sand beneath ur feet...very unique..=) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;with the roaring hungry stomach,i can devour almost anything...there so many choices on the menu,from rice to hot baked pizzas...from hot drink to smoothies..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;but on second thought..with so many people waiting for their meal..we would rather have  something that is simple and can prepare fast  than wait and starve to death..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bt2NascS_Hk/Ttl8bOs-18I/AAAAAAAAA0M/M1UrAYc3caU/s1600/DSC_0808.JPG" style="text-align: left; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;first runner up....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8awaZvYf0ug/TtdjiS_874I/AAAAAAAAAxs/LxciMi2KUEo/s1600/DSC_0810.JPG" style="text-align: left; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8awaZvYf0ug/TtdjiS_874I/AAAAAAAAAxs/LxciMi2KUEo/s400/DSC_0810.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681118895817944962" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: left; "&gt;curry &lt;/span&gt;butter chicken....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the aromas i tell ya....its freaking tempting,imagine the smell of curry leaf+butter linger around ur nose with the hungry stomach..no one can resist..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;second runner up....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sVvR8M2cCx8/Ttl-q5F5YPI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/egqwbHj2StA/s1600/DSC_0816.JPG" style="text-align: left; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sVvR8M2cCx8/Ttl-q5F5YPI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/egqwbHj2StA/s400/DSC_0816.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681711680249749746" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;seafood tom yum kong soup.....this is my all time favorite,and hers =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this harmlessly looking soup pack enough firepower to smoke ur mouth..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the distinctive aromas of spices and lemon grass &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DtaL02Ktduc/Ttl-rY1tJOI/AAAAAAAAA0k/ucGtw1_aKXM/s1600/DSC_0813.JPG" style="text-align: left; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DtaL02Ktduc/Ttl-rY1tJOI/AAAAAAAAA0k/ucGtw1_aKXM/s400/DSC_0813.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681711688771773666" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kailan ikan masin...perhaps the most common dishes ever order everytime my family is eating out..but yet still appetizing =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;finally....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bt2NascS_Hk/Ttl8bOs-18I/AAAAAAAAA0M/M1UrAYc3caU/s1600/DSC_0808.JPG" style="text-align: left; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bt2NascS_Hk/Ttl8bOs-18I/AAAAAAAAA0M/M1UrAYc3caU/s400/DSC_0808.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681709212149667778" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finally the white rice...we have endure waiting this  "prick" to come before we can begin dining....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*ops sorry food,i shouldn't have curse u =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with a fully loaded stomach,we plan to take a walk at the beach enjoying the sea breeze, we never planning to call a day off...no way,the time in perhentian is way too precious to all of us...so we plan something out,juz a few of us "youngster",lucky for us i brought some fireworks....its actually for my "surprise" for her,she like fireworks so much..long story short,it did't work out the way i wanted but we have so much fun that night =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lUgQuzcfIGk/TtkDYQR3bsI/AAAAAAAAAzo/Kiu3PXg85vk/s1600/IMG_3603.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lUgQuzcfIGk/TtkDYQR3bsI/AAAAAAAAAzo/Kiu3PXg85vk/s400/IMG_3603.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681576120126238402" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;experimenting cool lighting with my brother's dslr super slow shutter speed ..nice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L0qEWNkETsU/Ttdfx--UceI/AAAAAAAAAxU/E0GMgFLl2zc/s1600/DSC_0587.JPG" style="text-align: left; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L0qEWNkETsU/Ttdfx--UceI/AAAAAAAAAxU/E0GMgFLl2zc/s400/DSC_0587.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681114767273783778" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;glow....glow....=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0a_T2MEV7fk/Ttl39gLNY9I/AAAAAAAAA0A/K0PVIHLHiE4/s1600/IMG_3617.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0a_T2MEV7fk/Ttl39gLNY9I/AAAAAAAAA0A/K0PVIHLHiE4/s400/IMG_3617.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681704303397266386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my so called "mater piece" kononnya...just for her =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9SK5ewsjeqM/TtdfxihbGwI/AAAAAAAAAxI/WQUjbgw2pJM/s1600/DSC_0558.JPG" style="text-align: left; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9SK5ewsjeqM/TtdfxihbGwI/AAAAAAAAAxI/WQUjbgw2pJM/s400/DSC_0558.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681114759636392706" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the best part is they got bar here,selling cold soft drinks,beer and snacks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ct6VbLOQ_xI/Ttj-r2VitOI/AAAAAAAAAyg/ls-seGamLQo/s1600/IMG_4056.JPG" style="text-align: left; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ct6VbLOQ_xI/Ttj-r2VitOI/AAAAAAAAAyg/ls-seGamLQo/s400/IMG_4056.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681570959201580258" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;just us,some chips and cold coke and the sea breeze...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and we play monopoly deal too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what a life =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well lets call it a day =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;last day for us..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we wake up quite early in the morning...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;exploring the rest of the island..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yTJA8foCBxY/TtkBisr8pOI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/cepq1SGxYmo/s1600/IMG_3533.jpg" style="text-align: left; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yTJA8foCBxY/TtkBisr8pOI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/cepq1SGxYmo/s400/IMG_3533.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681574100527260898" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;just the sound of the wave....how soothing =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cOK4kFBC24U/TtkBi8GI2nI/AAAAAAAAAzc/BrFJA1d2en0/s1600/IMG_4178.jpg" style="text-align: left; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cOK4kFBC24U/TtkBi8GI2nI/AAAAAAAAAzc/BrFJA1d2en0/s400/IMG_4178.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681574104663644786" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;u can easily fall asleep just by lying on those chair..seriously..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JKUht4ILCpA/TtkA3syJkrI/AAAAAAAAAzE/yocpocLRdLI/s1600/IMG_4207.jpg" style="text-align: left; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JKUht4ILCpA/TtkA3syJkrI/AAAAAAAAAzE/yocpocLRdLI/s400/IMG_4207.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681573361818899122" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;scuba diving anyone? =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3xlZYnJXaUI/TtkDYtEwX-I/AAAAAAAAAz0/XSStv8Kc4UY/s1600/IMG_4209.jpg" style="text-align: left; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3xlZYnJXaUI/TtkDYtEwX-I/AAAAAAAAAz0/XSStv8Kc4UY/s400/IMG_4209.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681576127855878114" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no fin,just flippers =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w-fjdN9AfiQ/TtkA3oOgpII/AAAAAAAAAy4/F8e4FrEec6g/s1600/IMG_4099.jpg" style="text-align: left; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w-fjdN9AfiQ/TtkA3oOgpII/AAAAAAAAAy4/F8e4FrEec6g/s400/IMG_4099.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681573360595674242" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;local artwork =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;good time fly away so fast, always.....we are so reluctant to say good bye to Perhentian island and the friendly locals...but vacation is over,gotta accept those fact,time to go back to our life..until we meet again...i will definitely go vacation again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*ceh ayat nk sedih je..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NWd6_X_mpys/TtmEAth2RvI/AAAAAAAAA0w/2mOQs2regos/s1600/DSC_0661.JPG" style="text-align: left; 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margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Malaysia still have some their island preserve remain pretty much un-touch by civilization&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;,as the tittle suggest. im visiting the perhentian island,is my first time visiting these kind of island...i mean the nice sandy beaches,cozy vegetation,clear blue water above all corals and marine lifes- kind of island.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;its the best to pay this island a visit when is not on monsoon seasons..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-COHEihDHw24/Ts-cZl0tnxI/AAAAAAAAAuU/hK-4ganlAsU/s400/IMG_3349.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678929618601352978" style="text-align: left;text-decoration: underline; float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;yup..it is a family trip =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;u can tell right? the only way to get there is by boat or speed boat, or the local prefer to call it the "water taxi"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9RTdnVaeQg/Ts83642rmAI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkqf7N-Pfyo/s400/IMG_3480.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678819139971160066" style="text-align: left;text-decoration: underline; float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;only the sea and me =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R03Ugw4tugo/Ts81Y9I7ImI/AAAAAAAAAt8/Fgdkqhwn0EE/s400/IMG_4095.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678816357982610018" style="text-align: left;float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;the snorkeling paradise! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;this sign board welcome us on our arrival...cant wait to go snorkeling! yeah =P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vDeejQ5VvuM/Ts-e7PnVW0I/AAAAAAAAAus/8jf7SrZvB7w/s1600/IMG_3435.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vDeejQ5VvuM/Ts-e7PnVW0I/AAAAAAAAAus/8jf7SrZvB7w/s400/IMG_3435.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678932395778464578" style="text-align: left;float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;we can see that tourists already here before us..busy with their activities,thousands of thousand tourist from around the globe flooded the island around Malaysia like this two loving couple, so sweet =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kbOYpWXnWws/Ts-ehMGsSJI/AAAAAAAAAug/IkyqYBqch9U/s400/IMG_3458.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678931948159649938" style="text-align: left;text-decoration: underline; float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;see those small figures lying on the beach? my brothers like to call it "dried lizards"..haha...is actually tourists enjoying their sun bathing...no offence folks! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cTEYvNEFHVI/Ts-gxEkLSTI/AAAAAAAAAu4/KoXcY-zu1ts/s400/IMG_3453.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678934420036995378" style="text-align: left;text-decoration: underline; float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;however,they(the tourist) are not the only loving couple.....me with my darling =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7FDGvvSGfyU/Ts-h_V_kYoI/AAAAAAAAAvE/rOOgb3iAG4k/s1600/IMG_3492.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7FDGvvSGfyU/Ts-h_V_kYoI/AAAAAAAAAvE/rOOgb3iAG4k/s400/IMG_3492.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678935764745085570" style="text-align: left;float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cTEYvNEFHVI/Ts-gxEkLSTI/AAAAAAAAAu4/KoXcY-zu1ts/s1600/IMG_3453.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;some of the island natural resident still unharmed,they are quite friendly =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wAMhxJtG5sc/Ts-jOGBWA5I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/9YC4jGMR0Y8/s1600/IMG_3522.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wAMhxJtG5sc/Ts-jOGBWA5I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/9YC4jGMR0Y8/s400/IMG_3522.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678937117667230610" style="text-align: left;float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;most of the tourists came here for one purpose, for scuba diving, divers around the world had come here each year to watch the corals paradise that is well preserve at the perhentian island coral garden reserve, another conservation project collaboration with the state government and the NGOs. Cheers for the these green rangers in their effort preserving the nature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;now....lets dive with the pros shall we? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;scuba gears and well experience scuba guide are provided.... all u need to do is get the scuba diving license,or u can "earn" it here..GOOD LUCK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;that call it a day at perhentian island,worry not...we have excited activities waiting for us tomorrow morning....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;guess what, is snorkeling! snorkeling is a must when u visit this island. with less than rm100,u can go snorkeling for whole day, ofcoz the best time  for snorkeling is  early in the morning around 8am-12 noon, as the saying goes early bird catch the worm (?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;well actually is becoz u will less likely to get sunburn during that time,as sun is still behind the hill....if u get what i mean...hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HfIIGNbLF3I/Ts-pVnQGeEI/AAAAAAAAAwA/CEvON6wjO7s/s1600/IMG_3892.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HfIIGNbLF3I/Ts-pVnQGeEI/AAAAAAAAAwA/CEvON6wjO7s/s400/IMG_3892.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678943843916347458" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;so probably the only way to go snorkeling is by renting the water taxi, the driver will bring u to the coral garden...then off u go into the water indulge into the magical beauty of the corals and marine paradise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UrslN6hH4_M/Ts-pU-KkHII/AAAAAAAAAv0/IP8KrKUDbW0/s1600/IMG_3914.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UrslN6hH4_M/Ts-pU-KkHII/AAAAAAAAAv0/IP8KrKUDbW0/s400/IMG_3914.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678943832887270530" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;met this German kids who board the same boat as us,he came snorkeling with his mom and younger brother...this 10 years old swim like a fish,enjoying diving with the fishes, and if u notice....they no need life jacket to keep them floating unlike those two below..O.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;boooooooo~ shame on us =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dx2O4CF8NM0/Ts-pU1zSwZI/AAAAAAAAAvk/zySLdjQZFsw/s1600/IMG_3790.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dx2O4CF8NM0/Ts-pU1zSwZI/AAAAAAAAAvk/zySLdjQZFsw/s400/IMG_3790.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678943830642180498" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pJQGME0BuQg/Ts-vty3GJiI/AAAAAAAAAwM/umxBP9kPekM/s1600/IMG_3831.jpg" style="text-align: left; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pJQGME0BuQg/Ts-vty3GJiI/AAAAAAAAAwM/umxBP9kPekM/s320/IMG_3831.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678950856419321378" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cEJ0yoRTpg8/Ts-xe9Dk3VI/AAAAAAAAAwY/Zlpo1438HVA/s1600/IMG_3954.jpg" style="text-align: left; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cEJ0yoRTpg8/Ts-xe9Dk3VI/AAAAAAAAAwY/Zlpo1438HVA/s400/IMG_3954.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678952800481238354" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;hey fishy fishy~ =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;to be continue.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470622509334329830-8915899969903111742?l=dandelionwind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0IJ0CLz1K_o/Tl4jbxoepWI/AAAAAAAAAtc/pR2qdIY7F5c/s1600/gsmarena_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 246px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0IJ0CLz1K_o/Tl4jbxoepWI/AAAAAAAAAtc/pR2qdIY7F5c/s400/gsmarena_001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646989942855738722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;the  tablet typhoon had bring so many company compete for their  tablet...finally the samsung had made their way in the tablet  world...enough of the chit chat...here the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Samsung Galaxy tab 10.1&lt;/span&gt;..the successor of the Galaxy Tab 7"
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&lt;br /&gt;before u decide to grab one(or should probably grab one without reading it coz its really really awesome!!)
&lt;br /&gt;here the first glance at the spec..
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="intelliTxt"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Display:&lt;/b&gt; 10.1" 16M-color WXGA (1280 x 800 pixels) PLS TFT capacitive touchscreen, Gorilla Glass&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fDsvlV82OZU/Tl3JjzGlgSI/AAAAAAAAAs8/srR-Fs0s73E/s1600/gsmarena_004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 34px; height: 372px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fDsvlV82OZU/Tl3JjzGlgSI/AAAAAAAAAs8/srR-Fs0s73E/s400/gsmarena_004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646891124642906402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ultra thin 8.6mm!&lt;b&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;Dimensions:&lt;/b&gt; 256.6 x 172.9 x 8.6 mm, 565 g
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&lt;br /&gt;ultra fast processor...why?
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dual-core!!&lt;/span&gt; 1GHz ARM Cortex-A9 processor and Tegra 2 chipset&lt;span id="intelliTxt"&gt; optimize for Gaming!&lt;/span&gt; with 1 GB  of RAM  latest OS
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Android 3.1 Honeycomb&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="intelliTxt"&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Memory:&lt;/b&gt; 16/32/64 GB storage&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="intelliTxt"&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Camera:&lt;/b&gt; 3.15 megapixel auto-focus camera with 720p video recording; LED flash, 2 megapixel front facing camera, video-calls&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="intelliTxt"&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Battery:&lt;/b&gt; 7000 mAh(9-10 hour of battery life)
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="intelliTxt"&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Connectivity:&lt;/b&gt;  Wi-Fi a/b/g/n, Wi-Fi hotspot, Bluetooth  3.0+HS, proprietary 30-pin  connector port for charging, GPS receiver  with A-GPS, 3.5mm audio jack,  FM radio, HDMI TV-out (through an  adapter), USB host (adapter  required)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="intelliTxt"&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Misc:&lt;/b&gt; TouchWiz customization, DivX/XviD codec support, built-in accelerometer, multi-touch input, proximity sensor, gyroscope sensor&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;compare with the ipad2...
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&lt;br /&gt;TABLET P7510 10.1 32GB WIFI &lt;span style="color:green"&gt;- RM2200 (AP)  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
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worry not.....there are also cooked food,this one is curry fish ball...damn nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6cjaVXWerkg/TNVSsyR8OsI/AAAAAAAAZHI/LPeHPccueZ8/s400/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6cjaVXWerkg/TNVSsyR8OsI/AAAAAAAAZHI/LPeHPccueZ8/s400/17.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet sauce chicken wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-0Z7KqtjGiTA/ThBKUp-QcXI/AAAAAAAAAow/E-fHHOou3QY/P1040033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-0Z7KqtjGiTA/ThBKUp-QcXI/AAAAAAAAAow/E-fHHOou3QY/P1040033.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many variety of seafood to choose from,it makes u stop for a moment to decide what to eat with all the choices in front of ur eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Ry1Ya0edqb4/ThBMwmpJ7vI/AAAAAAAAApo/-NMRLm-kIgQ/P1040050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Ry1Ya0edqb4/ThBMwmpJ7vI/AAAAAAAAApo/-NMRLm-kIgQ/P1040050.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u can see that this restaurant is very generous in providing it customer with fresh seafood from the sea,even some seafood are pricey.....but here...u can eat whatever u want,as many as u like with the same price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-JajrfGjupaA/ThBMzcNA2mI/AAAAAAAAAps/rErQJW9yaH8/P1040051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-JajrfGjupaA/ThBMzcNA2mI/AAAAAAAAAps/rErQJW9yaH8/P1040051.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fresh stingray fish,taste really nice with the tom yum flavor soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-tFHXnFmknL0/ThBMoXkMfSI/AAAAAAAAApc/E-rweXzGAEI/P1040047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-tFHXnFmknL0/ThBMoXkMfSI/AAAAAAAAApc/E-rweXzGAEI/P1040047.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i recommend this if u come to SHABU ONE,this white fish meat taste really nice, the fish meat is boneless and the taste is very unique and sweet,the fat melt in ur mouth and the meat taste very smooth,and of course no fish odour too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-wq9rvmaw63o/ThBM10V6ubI/AAAAAAAAApw/SKs1ibVK-XI/s512/P1040052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 384px; height: 512px;" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-wq9rvmaw63o/ThBM10V6ubI/AAAAAAAAApw/SKs1ibVK-XI/s512/P1040052.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;variety of shape,taste and colour fishball , especially kids. yeah....SHABU ONE had it =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-bYjF1Dgv0s0/ThBNK_sdlBI/AAAAAAAAAqU/9FH5g2erH2A/P1040071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-bYjF1Dgv0s0/ThBNK_sdlBI/AAAAAAAAAqU/9FH5g2erH2A/P1040071.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the squid lover =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-MJ2ypJDQqfI/ThBNIRvWzzI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/-nFLsv2nRpc/P1040070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-MJ2ypJDQqfI/ThBNIRvWzzI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/-nFLsv2nRpc/P1040070.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more squid to choose from~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-m54xSAnxKus/ThBKIVIP4II/AAAAAAAAAog/6s0yncwbIhs/P1040029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-m54xSAnxKus/ThBKIVIP4II/AAAAAAAAAog/6s0yncwbIhs/P1040029.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shabu one not only provide seafood,but various kind of meat to be choose from. But no worries, Shabu one is Pork and Lads free,so everyone can enjoy it here =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-77wF9K20alg/ThBMUMHKeKI/AAAAAAAAAo4/d1zaJ9m2YOs/P1040035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-77wF9K20alg/ThBMUMHKeKI/AAAAAAAAAo4/d1zaJ9m2YOs/P1040035.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bored of eating meat and meat and meat? there plenty of leafy green veggie to choose from,full of veggies goodness.....specially for veggie lover ! dont forget to take veggie for ur daily fibre intake,u need those fibre to chop down and digest those food u ate =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-sy5ptgBxpGA/ThBM4Pg-zUI/AAAAAAAAAp0/863OzSLSWH0/P1040054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-sy5ptgBxpGA/ThBM4Pg-zUI/AAAAAAAAAp0/863OzSLSWH0/P1040054.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with her favorite tomato..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-J3tQM15s-Oc/ThBKFbfxTYI/AAAAAAAAAoc/WF9GnMa2h7E/P1040028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-J3tQM15s-Oc/ThBKFbfxTYI/AAAAAAAAAoc/WF9GnMa2h7E/P1040028.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHABU ONE also offer variety types of noodle,u can make ur own noodles,the soup base already provide, the soup from ur steamboat are perfect to eat with the noodles because as old people says, soup contain all the essence from the food u cooked. trust me,the soup had their own unique flavor from all the seafood u cooked =),lets start making noodles with ur  own style...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-zmHXWgijrmA/ThBMRCATWBI/AAAAAAAAAo0/6f6XSVCpI7w/P1040034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-zmHXWgijrmA/ThBMRCATWBI/AAAAAAAAAo0/6f6XSVCpI7w/P1040034.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what so special about SHABU ONE is that they have the secret sauce station which u can mix and match ur own secret sauce to suit ur taste buds,which later can be use to dip with the food, NOBODY will know ur own secret recipe =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-g11IFANLEVw/ThBOADUCqxI/AAAAAAAAAro/OaCH1h4J9q8/P1060500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-g11IFANLEVw/ThBOADUCqxI/AAAAAAAAAro/OaCH1h4J9q8/P1060500.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are spices....for ur secret sauce =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-dZt2U7j95lQ/ThBN4cjBX2I/AAAAAAAAArc/smHQzqmkAAc/P1060497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-dZt2U7j95lQ/ThBN4cjBX2I/AAAAAAAAArc/smHQzqmkAAc/P1060497.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;herbs =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-HYLcXYapRvM/ThBOJUGMq4I/AAAAAAAAAr0/3h6SIk37UHg/P1060504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-HYLcXYapRvM/ThBOJUGMq4I/AAAAAAAAAr0/3h6SIk37UHg/P1060504.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;not to forget dessert =) there are dessert station with variety kind of dessert to choose from...ranging from fresh cut fruits, jelly,pudding and fruits punch. alas! they got everyday's special...which they have different dessert everyday =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7ikI-eJyJ6M/ThBM6vqkBII/AAAAAAAAAp4/bJxiUxDai7I/s512/P1040059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 384px; height: 512px;" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7ikI-eJyJ6M/ThBM6vqkBII/AAAAAAAAAp4/bJxiUxDai7I/s512/P1040059.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if there the dessert,there the ice cream! =)with all the food that i take.i thought i was very very full, OH Hey! there are always room for ice cream! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/--1xGTGVgLd4/ThBM-i8IGmI/AAAAAAAAAqA/EiSRdkJ5mkA/P1040065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/--1xGTGVgLd4/ThBM-i8IGmI/AAAAAAAAAqA/EiSRdkJ5mkA/P1040065.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-sULFJ28jKdc/ThBM8r767QI/AAAAAAAAAp8/O6nOJIOICbo/P1040063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-sULFJ28jKdc/ThBM8r767QI/AAAAAAAAAp8/O6nOJIOICbo/P1040063.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dear is so happy with her mix and match ice cream =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a long journey of 3 hour,countless of empty plates,piles of bones and shells,dunno how many empty glasses and finally..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0_CYCz3PdY/TTiMvFxBt9I/AAAAAAAAAfE/sYwRE0EdDUI/s1600/Day%2BFive%2BRelaxing%2Bwith%2Ba%2Bfull%2Bstomach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 450px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0_CYCz3PdY/TTiMvFxBt9I/AAAAAAAAAfE/sYwRE0EdDUI/s1600/Day%2BFive%2BRelaxing%2Bwith%2Ba%2Bfull%2Bstomach.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh.......full stomach! =) we both went back with satisfaction =)&lt;br /&gt;make sure u visit SHABU ONE when u read this ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="profileName fn ginormousProfileName fwb"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="profileName fn ginormousProfileName fwb"&gt;shabu one 鼎旺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch - RM25.99+&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon - RM20.99+&lt;br /&gt;Dinner - RM25.99+&lt;br /&gt;** Student Promotion - RM19.99+ (Student Card with Expiry Date)&lt;br /&gt;** Member Special - RM20.99+ (Mon til Fri)&lt;br /&gt;** Family Package - RM51.99+ (2 adults + 2 Child) Sunday only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**All promotion is not entilte on Public Holiday, Eve &amp;amp; Festive Celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;business hour:&lt;br /&gt;weekdays: 1100am-1100pm&lt;br /&gt;weekend: sunday 1100am-1100pm&lt;br /&gt;rest on saturday =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table class="hours" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;" class="day"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;" class="time"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;" class="dash"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;" class="time2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;" class="day"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;" class="time"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;" class="dash"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;" class="time2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table class="hours" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;" class="day"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;" class="time"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;" class="dash"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;" class="time2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470622509334329830-6835586182771823084?l=dandelionwind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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u were satisfy and happy....but the next thing u know u found the goods are selling way cheaper on else where or online. then only u realize u been conned,cheated or deceived?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sure many of u guys gadgets freak happen to go low yat plaza,even u are not a gadget freak,im pretty sure u will go for a at least once to that place...&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;then im sure u guys know they earn money by "cekik darah", holding the policy "我们就是靠这样来找吃" or " 没有办法咯，要找吃吗"  by that...they ought to take advantage on innocent customer who know less about current gadgets updates.&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is base on my real experience(i wont mention here),i know a thing or two about gadgets because i frequently update myself on news about the current gadgets.....and yet i still get cons,usually they will take advantage by charge with overprice,so i don't wan other to been through what i been through....believe me some of them are professional in cheating,scam and lies....dont get me wrong,there still good and honest people in low yat,they runs their business with true honestly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Rules (before purchasing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)    make sure u know what u are looking for, e:g phone model,warranty policy,market price and types.this is to make sure they wont overprice you.rm20 or 30 more is ok for me coz they need the profit,but overprice by more than rm100?! that absurd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2）   you must done your homework,read reviews or watch youtube about the particular phone review, then check and compare the prices online so you get some idea on how much the current phone price.Reviews on internet is always more reliable because the shopkeeper tend to promote you to buy the phone that will give them the most profit,not base on the real review.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)   Once you found the model/gadget of your choice,stick with it.&lt;/span&gt; This is because normally the shop owner will tend to persuade you to choose for other model which might not done your homework,in other word you know nothing about the phone,that is when they will try to charge you more than the normal market price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) If trying to survey for several phone at a time,try to make a list of the gadgets with the specs,prices and etc. you might mistaken for the price when it come to so many choices at low yats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) The best way is of course try to find other alternatives other than buying at low yat plaza, avoid buying at low yat plaza.Nowadays there so many other places where you can get your gadgets from the trusted dealer.My recommendation, shop online =) *i will discuss online shopping later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) shop online is way better coz the gadgets is always cheaper than the shop,if u know where u are looking for, and u are less likely to get cheated why?&lt;br /&gt;I) no need for shop rental,save cost,cheaper price&lt;br /&gt;II)to dealer online good reputation is very important for their business to gain customer trust,so if they cheat on even one customer,the customer complain,GAME OVER for their business.&lt;br /&gt;III) its easier to compare price online,so u are less likely to be charge with overprice goods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;General tips when at low yat plaza:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) when went for surveying ,avoid asking blindly as if u know nothing about gadgets,avoid asking something like: "this how much? *pointing that phone* " or  "u got sell sony ericson XXX?how much?",basically avoid asking stupid question, clearly u are the target of those con man, instead u should ask something like "give me your best price for sony ericson XXX" that sound more professional right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)don't ever ever ever let them make u pay for deposit, no no no..if u pay for the deposit mean that the end of your survey,u are force to purchase his goods even he give u bad price.i really regret i done that mistake.personal experience,found the gadget to be cheaper(rm100 or rm200 cheaper) on another shop after i paid the deposit to the previous shop =="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) general rule of thumb,usually con man speak very fluently,everything he say is almost flawless, we called it "sembang kencang","sembang pom! pom! pom!" "bull shitting", stay away from that kind of guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) always stay alert,trust no one but urself when in low yat, don't just simply believe on what they said,dun think they wont take advantage on u just becoz u are chinese like them,u are wrong...they prey on anyone. "ape?? lu igt lu cine lu x kne tipu ar?? "  *base on my personal experience,im not simply make up the story*  ,try to ask them to show proof on what they said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)if u really wan to survey,avoid surveying on the same floor, normally those dealer know each other. they will just contact their counterpart from other shop either to give the same price as them or higher price so that u would return to them. seriously! this thing happen in front of my eyes when the dealer A got caught phone calling to dealer B to gave me higher price so that i would go back to dealer A store!  so..survey store on different floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully with this guidance and tips,less and less people will get deceive again~&lt;br /&gt;and hopefully my experiences will help other..because we are consumer,we have our right...that is  basically only a few thing that i listed above,there much much more tips and rules....&lt;br /&gt;im sorry for my poor english, but the most important is my message is clear..&lt;br /&gt;im would like to apologize if i offended anyone about my post,i can assure u that all that i wrote is the truth base on true event,Buddha be my witness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: kindly pass this around so everyone can read it....not need to put on my name for privacy purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470622509334329830-3567745827942264194?l=dandelionwind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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today is the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pswBb0JuwRU/TfNMqoDUUpI/AAAAAAAAAk8/8KndY2WgoX4/s1600/techhubasiamap.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 276px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pswBb0JuwRU/TfNMqoDUUpI/AAAAAAAAAk8/8KndY2WgoX4/s400/techhubasiamap.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616917455450690194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is it...after having breakfast...i straight head the nearest LRT station,then monorail..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oDAl3TCrT1w/TfNQVA_xcWI/AAAAAAAAAlM/nBGBUZfPd0U/s1600/2011-06-11-11-11-10-466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oDAl3TCrT1w/TfNQVA_xcWI/AAAAAAAAAlM/nBGBUZfPd0U/s400/2011-06-11-11-11-10-466.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616921482236096866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;crowded morning in the monorail....everyone is going for their weekend outing.manage snap this before i squeeze in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here i am at berjaya times square...9th floor west wing,shop lot 9-42...to the tech hub asia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MEQ42rc7B-o/TfU7k12HuzI/AAAAAAAAAlU/SWfKtCSSSSc/s1600/P1060725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MEQ42rc7B-o/TfU7k12HuzI/AAAAAAAAAlU/SWfKtCSSSSc/s400/P1060725.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617461614329969458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tadaa......done...cabon fiber skin nicely done...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xYrLLpKNZ4s/TfWWPVZmvZI/AAAAAAAAAlk/5Z69f3_akFY/s1600/IMG_20110613_061642.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xYrLLpKNZ4s/TfWWPVZmvZI/AAAAAAAAAlk/5Z69f3_akFY/s400/IMG_20110613_061642.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617561300401307026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COLD STORAGE!! time to stockpile foods,all the food enough for me to survive for a week or two..hehe becoz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZBhv3Wr7FxQ/TfYaw5cynDI/AAAAAAAAAmE/KcDpTfzdcSY/s1600/funny%2Bdeserted%2Bisland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 379px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZBhv3Wr7FxQ/TfYaw5cynDI/AAAAAAAAAmE/KcDpTfzdcSY/s400/funny%2Bdeserted%2Bisland.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617707012548893746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i live in the deserted island~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after everything settle...head back to my campus..&lt;br /&gt;question of the day that i hate so much each time i bump into my friend all the way..&lt;br /&gt;"sorang kew? mne bong?"&lt;br /&gt;i was like....=( " yah~  im alone today...pelik sangat kew tengok ak jln sowang?" =="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FkCWvIhG8cw/TfWi3NUu9DI/AAAAAAAAAls/b98Y1ZSsgLY/s1600/2011-06-11-12-21-41-295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FkCWvIhG8cw/TfWi3NUu9DI/AAAAAAAAAls/b98Y1ZSsgLY/s400/2011-06-11-12-21-41-295.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617575179567690802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;The Mazda3 MPS&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mazda car exhibition at times square ground floor middle, huuu...my dream car, but change my mind after i take a peek at the price tag....rm2xx,xxx. thats wayyyyy out of my league...$.$ i better buy a house and get marry with that sum of money~&lt;span class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to go back~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5_W7eLu8LRk/TfWi3upCR7I/AAAAAAAAAl8/IXgnKxG_koY/s1600/2011-06-11-14-39-40-689.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5_W7eLu8LRk/TfWi3upCR7I/AAAAAAAAAl8/IXgnKxG_koY/s400/2011-06-11-14-39-40-689.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617575188511213490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my house wasn't so bad right?got sofa,nice furniture and etc =D but it only temporary...i got the feeling we will move again...and again...=="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1nHmwUf-gtE/TfWi3Xgxr9I/AAAAAAAAAl0/4_08HGHxZ-0/s1600/2011-06-11-14-38-58-499.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1nHmwUf-gtE/TfWi3Xgxr9I/AAAAAAAAAl0/4_08HGHxZ-0/s400/2011-06-11-14-38-58-499.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617575182302556114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mopping the floor...u r so wrong if u think a guys dun know how to mop the floor =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ob_ab0_Wsf4/TfVeg13DZOI/AAAAAAAAAlc/gJWI_HKdUp8/s1600/P1060727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ob_ab0_Wsf4/TfVeg13DZOI/AAAAAAAAAlc/gJWI_HKdUp8/s400/P1060727.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617500028521374946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my snack~ "ayam brand's ready-to-eat  fine selected cold water sardine in extra virgin olive oil in Mediterranean recipe"   (the name is so long long,actually its just a sardine in can) hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there goes my weekend....i miss her ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470622509334329830-7384065732216159996?l=dandelionwind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x6exF7P-0d4/TYWog9e8dCI/AAAAAAAAAh4/YrOTwh0YEC8/s320/pindah1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586056197036602402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for your information we already move like 10 times within the campus since i enter here(not exactly alot compare to other) but is still a lot to us...not complaining ya..&lt;br /&gt;but we admit we hate moving....&lt;br /&gt;booo~ to moving....&lt;br /&gt;boo~ to pindah-randah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ai_8ySFz_IY/TYWri80pLkI/AAAAAAAAAiA/VmKSos9Q4KY/s1600/pindah2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 161px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ai_8ySFz_IY/TYWri80pLkI/AAAAAAAAAiA/VmKSos9Q4KY/s320/pindah2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586059529753800258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why we hate it so much?&lt;br /&gt;-seperate from old roomate&lt;br /&gt;tiring coz u have to carry and move ur every belongings to the new apartment by hand + foot&lt;br /&gt;2.5km away(yess....seriously)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*devil whisper  1:ceeh...just an excuses,u guys are trained to carry heavy backpack and walk miles and miles,should be no problem&lt;br /&gt;devil whisper 2:yah la...but still need a lot of energy ma...still tiring mah...we are human ehh..&lt;br /&gt;devil whisper 1:fine.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-stuff mostly will be gone or stolen-need to be extra careful with urs belongings&lt;br /&gt;-wasting time,coz we need whole day and several trips to carry everything from point A to point B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"alright !!complain no more... and start working!!"&lt;br /&gt;10am everyone already started packing crazily as if a tsunami is coming.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/EuJiiN/Desktop/upnm%20pindah/P1060085.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hfz7a-5qi7c/TYWuYKrqVtI/AAAAAAAAAiI/pNycHAQDKEE/s1600/P1060085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hfz7a-5qi7c/TYWuYKrqVtI/AAAAAAAAAiI/pNycHAQDKEE/s320/P1060085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586062643030546130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything is "sumbat" into the bag.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GfVbHM9cFrc/TYWwpIgt_uI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/CZ6NWAyHz6M/s1600/pindah3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 171px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GfVbHM9cFrc/TYWwpIgt_uI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/CZ6NWAyHz6M/s320/pindah3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586065133528809186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe lazy to fold and wanna save time...really,is fast...=D&lt;br /&gt;and the moving begun....one by one the luggaes,books,other belongings and clothes are carry to the new place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JOza8-L0b7k/TYWxodDbT1I/AAAAAAAAAiY/Zow9a_SsjBI/s1600/P1060087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JOza8-L0b7k/TYWxodDbT1I/AAAAAAAAAiY/Zow9a_SsjBI/s320/P1060087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586066221374852946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see....junior is helping senior on carrying his stuff....so nice,this is what we called teamwork =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this will make the UPNM a better place ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the truth is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C5NSphzpQ34/TYXOzb-YuxI/AAAAAAAAAkA/q3zh7zyG5bk/s1600/P1060087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 620px; height: 464px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C5NSphzpQ34/TYXOzb-YuxI/AAAAAAAAAkA/q3zh7zyG5bk/s400/P1060087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586098295901043474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hehe......every senior went through this when we were a junior ,including me....&lt;br /&gt;so i know what it feels like...but take it positively,is a learning process....and its an experience u won't get anywhere else...&lt;br /&gt;but mind u,i carry my belongings myself,never get help help from juniors....=D&lt;br /&gt;is tiring but nvm, no need to depend on others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally after the long walk...i thought all our problem are solved, i only need to carry my stuff to the elevators,so called the "finish line" ,after the elevator i just need to reach the 5th floor(my room is on 5thfloor) ,walk a bit and can put everything down.So i told myself  "c'mon eugene is almost there,walk a bit more,hold on" as my hand was shaking and trembling from heavy lifting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jhaPNZDQVlA/TYW6nL7Z_tI/AAAAAAAAAiw/s34CbdvDsf4/s1600/pindah4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jhaPNZDQVlA/TYW6nL7Z_tI/AAAAAAAAAiw/s34CbdvDsf4/s320/pindah4.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586076095202590418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i reach the elevator.....&lt;br /&gt;the nightmare begin....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n1YHIQ_c_1c/TYXAsN6wMdI/AAAAAAAAAi4/8fDbQAdvcTw/s1600/lif%2Brosak.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n1YHIQ_c_1c/TYXAsN6wMdI/AAAAAAAAAi4/8fDbQAdvcTw/s320/lif%2Brosak.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586082778705834450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4 elevator,3 out of service......1 reserve for maintenance work on the upper floor for the workers.......so that mean  0 can be use....so that mean i have to climb the ladder....i was like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2ItvkZeGxvE/TYXB32069pI/AAAAAAAAAjI/P82oVWhbg8I/s1600/pindah5%2Bsedih.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2ItvkZeGxvE/TYXB32069pI/AAAAAAAAAjI/P82oVWhbg8I/s320/pindah5%2Bsedih.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586084078177416850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speechless.......and down for a moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyhow i must carry all the things to the 5th floor,i said "Go hell with it...nothing can stop me,i wan to finish the thing as soon as possible then i can call her =)"&lt;br /&gt;.......somehow this motivate me to push myself and climb the ladder with the things one by one...finally i reach my new room....       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*still several trip to move all my stuff from my old apartment...."good,very good"&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bqCbRgjepXc/TYXEw3HW8DI/AAAAAAAAAjg/Kq2SgvIkPeU/s1600/P1060089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bqCbRgjepXc/TYXEw3HW8DI/AAAAAAAAAjg/Kq2SgvIkPeU/s320/P1060089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586087256530546738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically it was a room left by the previous junior,some of the lamp and socket are broken,it all dusty toilet ceiling leaking,the toilet are dirty and of course something else is missing....but ok la...the floor is shinning(coz u cant see the dust)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did u notice??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look carefully.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm la...i announce the answer for u,kesian u...=D&lt;br /&gt;*im such a nice guy =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MvQNdL32uIA/TYXFGlx4JYI/AAAAAAAAAjo/r4W0vZ57B-A/s1600/P1060089%2B-%2BCopy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MvQNdL32uIA/TYXFGlx4JYI/AAAAAAAAAjo/r4W0vZ57B-A/s320/P1060089%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586087629834167682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ting! ting! is the furniture....the bed,the chair and the study table for six person missing, my roommate say "ah ha...i got an evil plan,lets go take furniture from the classroom tonight,there plenty of them there...muahahaha"&lt;br /&gt;but the room is not entirely on the downside, the room have :&lt;br /&gt;-good broadband reception(thumb up)&lt;br /&gt;-bigger space&lt;br /&gt;-many ceiling fan(dry clothes faster,cooler on hot day)&lt;br /&gt;-nearer to the mess a.k.a dining hall&lt;br /&gt;-nearer to the lecture hall&lt;br /&gt;-nearer to the library&lt;br /&gt;-stay with together with all 6 of my course-mate,group study is much easier now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without wasting more time,we started cleaning and moving stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0JAXEjGa9ug/TYXItugeGNI/AAAAAAAAAjw/gOf6Po-_aEg/s1600/P1060097%2B-%2BCopy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0JAXEjGa9ug/TYXItugeGNI/AAAAAAAAAjw/gOf6Po-_aEg/s320/P1060097%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586091600726857938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is one of my roomate, such a poser..haha, in the busyness we never failed to take a few shot....=D,can see that all the stuff still unpack and the bed is still disassemble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NhQdY3ZgNp8/TYXKRE5tieI/AAAAAAAAAj4/s6_Gh9m2gjI/s1600/P1060099%2B-%2BCopy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NhQdY3ZgNp8/TYXKRE5tieI/AAAAAAAAAj4/s6_Gh9m2gjI/s320/P1060099%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586093307545356770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole tedious day of moving to the new apartment is finally come to an end,it is a compliment to see the nice scenery outside the window after a tired day....now is time for me to bath and clean myself from the few layer of sweat and dust(ewwww....yucksss) ,eat back all the energy that i have lost,recharge and get some rest...and there goes my Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ofcoz make a calls to "ehem ehem" =D yahoo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470622509334329830-6688285927569794061?l=dandelionwind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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width: 240px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IkkqF07Gse4/TYLnHzDP4tI/AAAAAAAAAho/cxaw3vBNP2w/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585280609041769170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;warning:&lt;br /&gt;this is a guide on how to make a very,absolutely, acutely, amply, astonishingly, awfully, certainly, considerably, dearly, decidedly, deeply, eminently, emphatically, exaggeratedly, exceedingly, excessively, extensively, extraordinarily, extremely, greatly, highly, incredibly, indispensably, largely, notably, noticeably, particularly, positively, powerfully, pressingly, pretty, prodigiously, profoundly, remarkably, substantially, superlatively, surpassingly, surprisingly, terribly, truly, uncommonly, unusually, vastly, wonderfully cake....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me show u how to make the cake even money cant buy,and not just anyone can eat...is for me,for the first time in my life =) is not ego ya,is something i should be happy,proud and joyful of,something meant to be share with everyone ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are the step...&lt;br /&gt;1)first u put all ingredient inside a big bowl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ingredient list:&lt;br /&gt;# 1 cup flour&lt;br /&gt;# 50oz cup sugar&lt;br /&gt;# 1/2 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;# 3 tablespoons cocoa&lt;br /&gt;# 1 teaspoon vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;# 1/2 cup milk&lt;br /&gt;# 1 eggs&lt;br /&gt;# 1/4 cup butter&lt;br /&gt;# 1 teaspoon baking soda&lt;br /&gt;# 1/3 cup of yeast&lt;br /&gt;# 1/2 cup of water&lt;br /&gt;#some fruit for dressing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the special ingredient(100% natural one,don't ever ever buy at store)&lt;br /&gt;#lots of lots tin of love(as many as possible)&lt;br /&gt;#1 big bowl of sweat&lt;br /&gt;#1 big jar of tears&lt;br /&gt;#1 big jar of effort&lt;br /&gt;#a lot lot of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)mix up everything as shown in picture....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b9he8QgGt00/TYLaUXPGy2I/AAAAAAAAAgw/eSTiPr6Cvec/s1600/bday.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 388px; height: 257px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b9he8QgGt00/TYLaUXPGy2I/AAAAAAAAAgw/eSTiPr6Cvec/s320/bday.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585266531262450530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;stir...&lt;br /&gt;stir....&lt;br /&gt;stir....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yawn just like hippo~haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9_TqO-gliTE/TYLlp1kAE0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/Sku1J74sw8c/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9_TqO-gliTE/TYLlp1kAE0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/Sku1J74sw8c/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585278994808312642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and stir....=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;be patient...&lt;br /&gt;is not a normal cake ya...must have extra effort..=)&lt;br /&gt;next...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Pour the mixture into an greased and floured round pan.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)bake in oven for 350 degrees F for 40 or 50 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)while waiting,go call someone...hehe,time will fly faster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ting........!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;take out the cake carefully...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;6)let it cool in the fridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and finally...tadaaa~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bvu9S7y15I8/TYLfy8nWaSI/AAAAAAAAAg4/cLr7B894mt8/s1600/P1050136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bvu9S7y15I8/TYLfy8nWaSI/AAAAAAAAAg4/cLr7B894mt8/s320/P1050136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585272554250463522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay..time to be serious..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the truth is...that cake is for my birthday....i haven got my birthday party for quite some time,ever since im in secondary school i think...not really care actually,coz everyone is busy..hmmm forget that...&lt;br /&gt;ofcoz im not the one who bake the cake..&lt;br /&gt;the baker?&lt;br /&gt;him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TaZi0F8d9a8/TYLhkzcPtsI/AAAAAAAAAhA/OKCQb6BgEak/s1600/stock-photo-asian-chef-or-baker-posing-in-front-of-the-pastries-in-the-commercial-kitchen-52253671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TaZi0F8d9a8/TYLhkzcPtsI/AAAAAAAAAhA/OKCQb6BgEak/s320/stock-photo-asian-chef-or-baker-posing-in-front-of-the-pastries-in-the-commercial-kitchen-52253671.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585274510293055170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe...joking....i dun even know who is that guy..&lt;br /&gt;is her =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5KFt8MxAlQg/TYLiUGbD6EI/AAAAAAAAAhI/zlYuun8Cdog/s1600/P08-12-10_11.36%255B2%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5KFt8MxAlQg/TYLiUGbD6EI/AAAAAAAAAhI/zlYuun8Cdog/s320/P08-12-10_11.36%255B2%255D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585275322842212418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dear^^she  went through all the trouble to make the chocolate cake for me...&lt;br /&gt;the special ingredient is real ofcoz...i just describe literally in words =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很感动 =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i wan to eat the cake..&lt;br /&gt;make a wish...no need to ask,i wont tell u =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_-8JId9sL_k/TYLi0s45EUI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/AhPlJ66u7Uc/s1600/P1050143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_-8JId9sL_k/TYLi0s45EUI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/AhPlJ66u7Uc/s320/P1050143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585275882923692354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn nice...u probably would have guess how the cake taste like just by the look on my face...=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_jaHiXrugA/TYLjGxqAtrI/AAAAAAAAAhY/-6KmUOvqNjA/s1600/P1050146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_jaHiXrugA/TYLjGxqAtrI/AAAAAAAAAhY/-6KmUOvqNjA/s320/P1050146.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585276193441101490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously nice...every ounce is made with loving and caring ^^&lt;br /&gt;unforgettable birthday...simple yet mean so much for me,and the cake and herself spending time with me is the best present i ever get,its priceless...i will never ever and never and ever and never and ever and never ever and never and never ever and never and never ever and never and(how many time never and ever ady? =P) forget this moment with u...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks dear, i ♥ u ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sorry to delay it such a long time,really wan to write it as good as i can...to carve a smile on ur face =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470622509334329830-9211929264600800754?l=dandelionwind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/G6F1cmb_FG6qXFJRSt9NPBlC2PI/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/G6F1cmb_FG6qXFJRSt9NPBlC2PI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bMqeH/~4/VD0wCb9qu-w" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dandelionwind.blogspot.com/feeds/9211929264600800754/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://dandelionwind.blogspot.com/2011/03/long-forgetten-birthday.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470622509334329830/posts/default/9211929264600800754?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470622509334329830/posts/default/9211929264600800754?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bMqeH/~3/VD0wCb9qu-w/long-forgetten-birthday.html" title="how to make a cake(is not as easy as u might think)" /><author><name>Zuko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08480960066295932284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BquUdeuxJNk/S3_AgE7si0I/AAAAAAAAABM/f-WILeQ6YnA/S220/DSC04028.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IkkqF07Gse4/TYLnHzDP4tI/AAAAAAAAAho/cxaw3vBNP2w/s72-c/images.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dandelionwind.blogspot.com/2011/03/long-forgetten-birthday.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkUMQnoyfip7ImA9WhZTE00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470622509334329830.post-4464935819246769895</id><published>2011-03-16T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T11:31:23.496-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-16T11:31:23.496-07:00</app:edited><title>唉米修，米修 ，米修  =）</title><content type="html">do u ever miss someone?.....errr.....just anyone u love? is nice right?...but in a way something is quite uncomfortable,what i mean is sometimes u will feel like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RXnj3IgOwaU/TYEA4MY8PPI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/IRDUAGVzBzc/s1600/blog.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RXnj3IgOwaU/TYEA4MY8PPI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/IRDUAGVzBzc/s320/blog.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584745978314636530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can imagine that? u know what i mean...hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sometime u got this feeling most of the time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eskYSMIUbx4/TYEBDfkSgSI/AAAAAAAAAgY/rbwPbxJUZQU/s1600/blog%2B2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eskYSMIUbx4/TYEBDfkSgSI/AAAAAAAAAgY/rbwPbxJUZQU/s320/blog%2B2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584746172441067810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing someone is like eating my favourite sweet and sour thai pad prik...yummy&lt;br /&gt;she like it too =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Uha-S6jiKE/TYD_sy-8QxI/AAAAAAAAAgI/G49VQIo5ToA/s1600/tiny-thai-pad-prik-khing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Uha-S6jiKE/TYD_sy-8QxI/AAAAAAAAAgI/G49VQIo5ToA/s200/tiny-thai-pad-prik-khing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584744683004510994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing someone will make u down,because u wanted too see her so badly but u cant...&lt;br /&gt;missing someone will make u feel anticipated,waiting for the each day that when u will meet her again...hmmm when?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at the same time missing someone is sweet coz at the same time she also misses u.for sure...can u feel it ? =) is a miracle how lovers are connected ^^&lt;br /&gt;missing someone is a bliss coz u know u have someone to think of,and that special someone is also think of u,maybe more than u think =)&lt;br /&gt;missing someone also make u anticipated arrival of each day,for tomorrow's day...naturally the day pass faster =)&lt;br /&gt;missing her also mean the strength of each other love~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometime being able to talk to her just for awhile is like a power booster to me,afterward i will go do my stuff with morale on the top notch..seriously =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-anHZSSo8hsQ/TYEB4yRaf7I/AAAAAAAAAgg/cQmtHDhVC48/s1600/blog%2B3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-anHZSSo8hsQ/TYEB4yRaf7I/AAAAAAAAAgg/cQmtHDhVC48/s320/blog%2B3.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584747087995240370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(u need to watch dragon ball to understand this hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what more important is missing someone is not something bad,u miss her/him becoz u love him/her,u miss becoz u have someone u love that is missing u back....&lt;br /&gt;right now i miss her...no,is not "right now",is i always miss her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*p/s:writing this blog make me miss her,and i write this blog because i miss her ,so which one come first?..O.O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470622509334329830-4464935819246769895?l=dandelionwind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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"long time ady din update ur blog.." something like that..so here im =)&lt;br /&gt;our society as we all know are constantly evolved from time to time....for instant homosexual is so outrageous in the past but is a norm nowadays,pre-marital pregnancy is an headlines is newspapers but not anymore nowadays,sex is something so embarrassing in the past.. but is outspoken widely among us youngster,so how is it that sex and religion is still relevant in the modern days especially the younger generation..as our elderly always utter "hais....youngster nowadays are so open minded,during my time aaa....something like this where got happen..blaa blaa" and their lecturing goes on.For me sex is not something good or bad,sex is a pleasure right? is something undoubtedly good,please correct me if im wrong,so it depend on how u view the thing, provided u must be open minded enough to view thing as a whole,not just skeptical view and view thing only in one angle...surely u will mislead. In the end what im trying to say here is just pointless right? =)&lt;br /&gt;mind u before u continue reading,please sure u r ready and open ur mind,im sure u will be surprise and at the same time it might change the whole perspective and view on sex,otherwise it will be just another normal article that u read and forget, have fun reading..^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://truespiritwisdom.com/info/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/buddhist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 886px; height: 584px;" src="http://truespiritwisdom.com/info/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/buddhist.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Buddhism and Sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by&lt;br /&gt;M. O'C. Walshe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an age in which sexual matters are discussed with great openness. There are many who are puzzled to know what the Buddhist attitude towards sex is, and it is therefore to be hoped that the following guidelines may be found helpful towards an understanding. It is, of course, true to say that Buddhism, in keeping with the principle of the Middle Way, would advocate neither extreme puritanism nor extreme permissiveness, but this, as a guiding principle without further specification, may not seem sufficiently helpful for most people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the first place, we must distinguish between the rules undertaken by Buddhist monks for their own conduct, and any guiding principles for lay people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Bhikkhu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bhikkhu, or fully-ordained monk in the Theravada tradition, has taken upon himself a set of 227 rules of conduct. The aim of all of these is to enable him to conduct himself in such a way as is most conducive to the attaining of Enlightenment. The rules are voluntarily undertaken, and if a monk feels unable to live up to them, he is free to leave the Order, which is considered much more honorable than hypocritically remaining in the robe while knowingly infringing the rule. There are four basic rules, infringement of which is termed Parajika or "Defeat," and involves irrevocable expulsion from the Order. The only one we are concerned with here is the first, which deals with sexual intercourse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complete sexual continence is considered an essential feature of the monastic life. Intercourse of a heterosexual or homosexual character is automatically a Parajika offense. A monk who performs such an act is considered to have expelled himself from the Order, and is no longer in communion with the other monks. Any acts of a sexually unbecoming nature falling short of intercourse result in suspension and require expiation. Samaneras, or novice monks, who break their training in this respect are disrobed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same principle applies to the Mahayana schools and of course, to nuns in those schools where they exist. There is no such thing as a "married monk," though in certain schools, especially in Japan, a form of "quasi-monasticism" with married teachers who retain a form of ordination is permitted under certain conditions. But all this has no relevance to the Theravada Sangha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ancient India&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before turning to our main theme, it is as well to have some idea of the sexual mores of ancient India in the Buddha's time. Gotama himself, as a prince, was brought up surrounded by concubines and dancing-girls as a matter of course. Polygamy was common. Ambapali, the courtesan from whom the Buddha accepted gifts, was a person of some consequence. It was not expected that young men would lead a life of much restraint, and the Buddha with his profound understanding of human nature knew well what demands to make of people in this respect. Thus we find the following formulation of what a man should avoid:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He avoids unlawful sexual intercourse, abstains from it. He has no intercourse with girls who are still under the protection of father or mother, brother, sister, or relative; nor with married women, nor female convicts; nor lastly with betrothed girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a man could observe greater restraint than this, so much the better. The Buddha's outlook on this question was, then, realistic for his age, and we should endeavor to view the subject as realistically as possible in the light of modern conditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://amitabhabuddha.files.wordpress.com/2011/01/fotoflexer_photomonks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 370px;" src="http://amitabhabuddha.files.wordpress.com/2011/01/fotoflexer_photomonks.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Lay Buddhist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third of the Five Precepts undertaken by lay Buddhists runs: Kamesu micchacara veramani sikkhapadam samadiyami, "I undertake the course of training in refraining from wrong-doing in respect of sensuality." Some lay people who, usually for a specified period, undertake more than the usual five precepts, take this one in the stricter form: Abrahmacariya veramani..., which commits them, for the duration of the undertaking, to observe the same restraint as the monks. With these, too, we are not further concerned, as their position is now obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the average lay person, the Third Precept is on exactly the same footing as the other four. There is, in the Buddhist view, nothing uniquely wicked about sexual offenses or failings. Those inclined to develop a guilt-complex about their sex-life should realize that failure in this respect is neither more, nor, on the other hand, less serious than failure to live up to any other precept. In point of fact, the most difficult precept of all for nearly everybody to live up to is the fourth — to refrain from all forms of wrong speech (which often includes uncharitable comments on other people's real or alleged sexual failings!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What precisely, then, does the Third Precept imply for the ordinary lay Buddhist? Firstly, in common with all the other precepts, it is a rule of training. It is not a "commandment" from God, the Buddha, or anyone else saying: "Thou shalt not..." There are no such commandments in Buddhism. It is an undertaking by you to yourself, to do your best to observe a certain type of restraint, because you understand that it is a good thing to do. This must be clearly understood. If you don't think it is a good thing to do, you should not undertake it. If you do think it is a good thing to do, but doubt your ability to keep it, you should do your best, and probably, you can get some help and instruction to make it easier. If you feel it is a good thing to attempt to tread the Buddhist path, you may undertake this and the other precepts, with sincerity, in this spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, what is the scope and purpose of this precept? The word kama means in Pali "sensual desire," which is not exclusively sexual. It is here used in a plural form which comes close to what is meant by the Biblical expression "the lusts of the flesh." Greed for food and other sensual pleasure is also included. Most people who are strongly addicted to sexual indulgence are also much drawn to other sense-pleasures. Though we are here only concerned with the sexual aspect, this point should be noted. For those with any grasp at all of Buddhist principles, the basic reason for such an injunction should be immediately obvious. Our dukkha — our feeling, of frustration and dissatisfaction with life — is rooted in our desires and cravings. The more these can be brought under control, the less dukkha we shall experience. It is as simple as that. But of course, that which is simple is not necessarily easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus while there is, so to speak, a considerable overlap in the content of the Third Precept with the Jewish and Christian commandment, "Thou shalt not commit adultery," there is a big difference in the spirit and approach. Since most people in the West have some Christian conditioning — even if only indirectly — it is as well to be clear about this. The traditional Christian view is that sexual intercourse is permissible solely within the marriage-bond. Even then the implication is that, except as a necessary means for the procreation of children, it is really rather a bad thing, and should be restricted as far as possible — hence the debate about "the pill" and the like. Certain things such as contraception, homosexual activity, and so on are often looked on with horror and declared "unnatural" (which cannot be entirely correct since, after all, they happen!). Some of these prohibitions may today be more honored in the breach than the observance, but there is no doubt that rigid views of this sort are still widely held and officially propagated. The inevitable reaction, encouraged by some real or alleged psychological experts, is towards an attitude of total permissiveness, in which "anything goes." As was said earlier, rigid puritanism and total permissiveness are extreme views, to neither of which the Buddhist teaching subscribes. The one is merely an inadequate reaction against the other. What we have to do — what Buddhism in fact teaches us to do — is to map out a sane course between the two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://appliedbuddhism.files.wordpress.com/2010/08/jesus_buddha2.jpg?w=640&amp;h=392&amp;crop=1"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 621px; height: 355px;" src="http://appliedbuddhism.files.wordpress.com/2010/08/jesus_buddha2.jpg?w=640&amp;h=392&amp;crop=1" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sexual Pleasure and the Concept of "Sin"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reduced to essentials, the great debate about sex revolves, for many people, around the concept of sin. To the puritan, indulgence in sexual activity for the sake of pleasure is evil, wicked, or, as he tends to say, "sinful" (i.e., displeasing to God). To the permissivist (to coin an awkward but convenient term), this is nonsense. He probably rejects the term "sin" as meaningless, and not only sees nothing evil in sexual pleasure but regards it as, highly legitimate, perhaps as the highest pleasure there is and certainly as something to which, in principle at least, everybody has a right. Many people, coming from a more or less Christian background with at least some puritanical overtones, find the true Buddhist attitude to this problem rather difficult to see. Perhaps they have never even been given a clear explanation of it or, if they have, it may have seemed too technical for them, and they have not grasped the point. The point, in fact, is of considerable importance, so it is worthwhile attempting to make it clear. It involves a proper elementary grasp of what is meant by kamma — something which many people, who may have been "Buddhists" for years, have never had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may, however, perhaps begin more profitably by considering the word "sin." "Sin" to a Christian is primarily thought of as a breach of God's commandments. This explanation is of course not wrong in terms of Christian theology, but is not applicable in Buddhism, where there are no such commandments that one can infringe. As already indicated, the so-called precepts are in fact undertakings to oneself, which is something different. They are more on a par with the instruction "Look both ways before you cross the road." Still there is much agreement between the content of the Five Precepts and some of the Ten Commandments, so it may be wise in many cases to behave accordingly, whichever formulation one follows. However, there is another rendering of the word sin itself which in fact (though less well-known) comes much closer to the Buddhist view of things. In the Bible, "sin" actually renders Hebrew and Greek words which literally mean "missing the mark," i.e., behaving inadequately or unskillfully. The sinner, then, is like an unskillful archer who misses his aim (could this be the real meaning of Zen and the Art of Archery?). But this comes, surely, very close to the idea of akusala kamma or "unskilled action" in Buddhism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pali word kamma (Sanskrit karma) literally means "action" (i.e., volition: cetana), which can be either skilled (kusala) or unskilled (akusala). The results of action (kamma) accrue to the doer as vipaka, which is pleasant when the action was skilled, unpleasant when it was unskilled (if I look before I cross the road, I shall get across safely, which is pleasant; if I don't look I may get run down, which is unpleasant). The feelings we experience are in fact of the nature of vipaka — they are dependent on past kamma. And of course we are continually creating fresh kamma for a good part of our time. It should therefore be noted that the feeling of pleasure (sexual or otherwise) is not an action, but a result. There is, therefore, nothing either "skillful" or "unskillful" about experiencing such a feeling. We should therefore not regard it as either "virtuous" or "sinful." So far, so good. Such pleasant feelings can be enjoyed with a clear conscience and no guilt feeling. If this were all, there would be no problem. The puritans would be routed and the permissivists justified. Unfortunately, there is another side to the matter. We may recall that a few years ago there was a song "Money is the Root of all Evil" Some people pointed out that not money, but the love for money is the root of all evil (well, of a lot of evil, anyway). And here is the snag. Sexual pleasure (like money) is not "evil" (or unskilled), but attachment to sexual pleasure (like the love of money) is. If we can experience the pleasure without attachment we are all right; if we become attached to it, we are not "hitting the mark." Now of course it is rather difficult (to put it mildly) to experience pleasure of any sort without feeling attached to it. But attachment is kamma, and unskilled kamma at that. And the results of that will inevitably, according to Buddhism, be something unpleasant in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people will find this explanation novel. Some will find it puzzling. Some will undoubtedly reject it — with or without investigation — with the excuse that it is overly subtle, or arbitrary, or something of the sort. What they mean is, of course, that they find it inconvenient. But it will repay a lot of consideration and mindful investigation. Careful study, in fact, should show that it is the key to the whole problem. The matter can also be considered in terms of the law of Dependent Origination: "Contact is the basis for the arising of feeling; feeling... of craving; craving... of clinging;" etc., the ultimate outcome being of course the continued process of becoming, with all the sufferings entailed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, if we wish to adjudicate between the puritans and the permissivists, we cannot say that either side is entirely right. We might, however, suggest that the puritans are partly right for the wrong reasons. Sexual indulgence is not wicked, but it may be in some degree inadvisable. Most people will not feel able to refrain altogether (nor are they being urged to), but there is merit in moderation.&lt;br /&gt;Marriage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setting aside all ideas derived from other sources, other religions and philosophies of life, what is the Buddhist attitude towards marriage? For many Buddhists, in the East or the West, there is no great problem. They live a reasonably normal married life just as do many Christians, humanists, and others. We may say they are lucky, or enjoy the results of favorable kamma in this respect. For others, of all creeds or none, serious problems arise and must be somehow faced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Christian tradition, marriage is usually termed a "sacrament." In some branches of Christianity it is treated as an indissoluble bond, though usually there are a few loopholes. Other branches of Christianity permit divorce in certain rather narrowly defined circumstances, and of course in most (though by no means all) countries the state permits divorce and the remarriage of divorced persons, with or without the approval of the Church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Buddhism, marriage is not a "sacrament," as such a concept does not exist. And it is not any part of the functions of Buddhist monks to join lay people together in holy wedlock (or deadlock). If it is occasionally done today in Japan, this is just a modern idea in conformity with a general tendency among Japanese Buddhists to imitate (often perhaps unwisely) Christian institutions. In the Buddhist tradition it is often the custom for bhikkhus to give their "blessing" after the civil wedding-ceremony has been performed. But even this is really more of a concession to the laity than anything else. And if the marriage does not turn out a success, no bhikkhu has any authority to say that that marriage shall not be dissolved. Divorce, like marriage, is a civil affair. Likewise, if a married couple decide to practice contraception, that is entirely their business. The Sangha will not feel called upon to interfere or object. It must be admitted that certain bhikkhus have been heard to declare that contraception is wrong and should be banned — but that is their private opinion. It is no part of the Buddhist teaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abortion is of course a different matter. Since this involves the taking of life, it contravenes the First Precept. It can only be condoned in cases of serious health hazards, where it may represent the lesser evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In getting married, people obviously take on a responsibility, both towards each other and towards whatever children they have. Any form of irresponsible behavior is clearly reprehensible by any reasonable standards, whether we call ourselves Buddhists or anything else. If we bear in mind, and try to observe, all the five precepts, the chances of a successful marriage are obviously increased. Excessive drinking, for instance (in breach of the Fifth Precept), is a potent source of unhappy marriages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What, it may be asked, of "adultery," i.e., extra-marital sexual relations? The short answer is that, quite obviously, this is something to be avoided. But the point should be made that Buddhism does not regard this, or any other sexual irregularities and deviations, as somehow uniquely wicked. In countries nominally Christian the special kind of horror with which such things are, or recently were, regarded can be pushed to grotesque extremes. Not many years ago a certain politician was solemnly declared by some to be unfit to become Prime Minister because he had been the innocent partner in a divorce case! More recently still, another politician was hounded from office because of acts of adultery of which his wife forgave him! Yet many politicians in all countries have got away with far worse things of a non-sexual character without a word being said. Buddhists should try to behave themselves sexually, as in other respects, to the best of their ability — but they should learn to exercise the maximum of charity towards the lapses of others. If a marriage has irretrievably broken down, even though it may continue in name, the situation is of course quite different. In such circumstances one may well feel that complete abstinence is a burden greater than one can reasonably be expected to bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things that can go wrong with a marriage are legion. A partner can be impotent, ill, irresponsible, jealous, drunken, a compulsive gambler, deranged, promiscuous, miserly, unemployable, or several of these things. Or both partners can be perfectly charming people and yet utterly unsuited to each other. It may be that only the children — poor wretches — hold the "marriage" together. At the same time, there may be many reasons which make a dissolution impossible or impracticable. An extra-marital relationship in such circumstances may serve to make the situation tolerable. Those who find themselves in such a situation must make the best job of it they can. It is not for others, more fortunate or more timid, to be excessively censorious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sex Outside Marriage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here again, we should try to look at things calmly and clearly, and, above all, responsibly. Nowadays there is pretty frank acceptance of what has always been the case, that a lot of people in fact have sexual intercourse without going through the formality of getting married. No doubt there is more of it now than there used to be because, for one thing, contraception is a lot more efficient than formerly, and also because religious prejudices are fast breaking down. This is a simple statement of fact, not of what ought or ought not to be the case. In the case of engaged couples, it is probably by now the usual thing, and is not very heavily frowned upon by most people. But it cannot be termed exactly rare among couples who have not the slightest intention of getting engaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past, it was widely considered (and almost openly admitted) that pre-marital sex was a good thing for young men, but a bad thing for girls. Now sex-equality has caught up on this, as on so many other things. In any case, we may as well accept the fact that, whatever we may think about it, preaching by the older generation will, by and large, have precious little effect on the young. This is probably one thing most parents are worried about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young people of today are not, usually, notably impressed by the wisdom of their elders. They may quite often be perfectly right in this skepticism, but of course it does not follow that they themselves are really any wiser. It may be that their folly merely takes on a different form. Let us remember that basically, if Buddhism teaches us anything at all, it is that almost all human beings are pretty dim-witted, on the whole. That after all is why we are here at all. But still, if those who are parents can succeed in inculcating a sense of responsibility into their young, that in all probability is about all they can do. There are no easy answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queen Victoria reigned for sixty glorious years, and even despite the pioneering efforts of her son and successor Edward VII, it still took England a further sixty years (including two major wars) to cast off the last shreds of Victorian respectability. Now at last the deed has been done, and naked young men can stand on the stage and utter naughty words without a Lord Chamberlain to say them nay. Is this progress, or was Victorian prudery preferable to modern rudery? We are back with the two extremes once again. We must seek the middle way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, if the young would only listen, there is no doubt we older ones could give them all sorts of quite genuinely good advice. And there is just one chance that they will listen: if we can somehow avoid being patronizing. But the heavy father act is now definitely out, and the establishment line cuts no ice. If we tell the youth of today they stink (even though some of them do), they will simply turn round and tell us our ideas stink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, if we can succeed in getting across to them at all, we may be able, humbly to suggest certain things for their consideration. Sex is something the younger generation of today are intensely aware of. In fact, they would have to be born blind and deaf not to be. It is exploited commercially today in every conceivable way. Our entire commercial civilization is founded on the principle of stimulating bigger and better desires in all of us, all the time. And at a conservative estimate, about 75% of all advertising at the present time includes an element of sexual titillation (sometimes cunningly disguised, at other times blatantly obvious). It has been found, quite clearly, that sex stimulates the sales of anything and everything from typewriters to weed-killers. That it is the mainstay of virtually every conceivable kind of "entertainment" to which we are voluntarily or involuntarily subjected, goes without saying. In other words, our desires in general, and our sexual desires in particular, are being consistently and grossly over-stimulated the whole time of set purpose, and the bland assumption is that if it all suddenly stopped, the country's entire economy would be in ruins. (Parenthetically, it might be quite feasible to organize our economy on a different basis — but that is not our concern here.) We all, young and old, have to live with this situation and, to put it mildly, it doesn't make self-restraint any easier. So before we start lecturing the young, we should realize this fact. In this game, the dice are loaded against us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, we may manage to get through to them. After all, many young people are themselves against the establishment, and among other things they rebel against the sheer tawdriness of our lives. Their ideas may quite frequently be all wrong, and badly mixed up, but at least they sincerely yearn for something better, and in fact they are desperately even if often incoherently trying to bring about a better state of affairs. They are by no means lacking in idealism, and they have a keen eye for those who seek to exploit their idealism for dubious ends. We can latch on to them if we can only convince them that we are at least sincere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us just take a cold, hard look at this question of premarital intercourse among the young. In the first place, it happens. And there are just two ways, in principle, by which it can cease to happen. Either young people can exercise self-restraint, or they can get married. A few do the former, and quite a lot do the latter. Now of course, very early marriages can turn out well. But the fact is that they quite often don't for obvious reasons. It is therefore not an entirely self-evident fact that early marriage, as such, is preferable to a little "experimentation."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is, of course, very hard for parents to stand back and silently watch their own children embarking on a course which may seem to them, and indeed may actually be unwise. Some young people today are only prepared, and able, to learn by trial and error. They are unwilling to ask for advice, or even to accept it if given unasked. They should, however, be aware that there are serious dangers in experimentation, if too rashly undertaken, and the trouble is that, while parents may hold back with advice on restraint, there are others who are only too ready (out of misguided "idealism" or, frequently, because they find it highly profitable) to offer "permissive" advice without drawing attention to the risks. It is the duty of somebody, whether parents or teachers, to ensure that young people are aware of some of the less comfortable "facts of life" as well as those they want to know about. Venereal disease is rampant today, and on the increase. And it is by no means always the "minor inconvenience" it is made out to be in some quarters. It can still cause sterility, serious illness, or even death. That "the pill" is not, and is not meant to be, any protection against V.D. would seem obvious, but many girls seem unaware of this — till it is too late. Nor is "the pill" itself as harmless as all that. It can have unpleasant and sometimes quite serious side-effects, and one recent (probably conservative) estimate is that 25% of the women who use it ought not to do so, on medical grounds. Even common sense might suggest that prolonged chemical interference with hormone functioning could cause trouble. These are just some of the more obvious physical dangers. There are plenty of emotional problems and dangers, too. To take just one example: genuine misunderstandings can arise because teen-age lads want, and expect, to go "all the way" whereas often the girls only want to flirt. This situation is by no means uncommon: at best it is embarrassing, and at worst it can lead to very ugly incidents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way of self-restraint is not necessarily an easy one for all to follow and, under present conditions especially, it is almost more than we can reasonably expect. And it too can be undertaken for the wrong reasons, and in the wrong way. The English public school system was based on the segregation of the sexes and an ideal of sexual restraint, and to a certain extent it worked. It produced the predictable crop of homosexuals as well as quite a few inhibited young men, but it inculcated a genuine respect for women, which was not always quite as ludicrous as some would have us believe. On balance, it may have done more good than harm, from the sexual point of view, to the majority of those who were subjected to it. But it was based on an over-simplified idea. Life is more subtle than Arnold of Rugby allowed for (even if we overlook the "class" aspect of the whole thing). And yet, the best products of this system of education are in many respects admirable. They have a deep sense of self-discipline and responsibility, qualities in rather short supply today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, many of the young people of today actually have such a sense, quite strongly in some ways. They do feel responsible — they feel deeply "committed" — about apartheid or other social questions. And even the hairiest types quite often endure surprising hardships in the way of sleeping rough and the like, with a kind of self-discipline which may appear strangely ill-directed but is nevertheless there.&lt;br /&gt;Sex, Religion, and Anti-Religion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The present age has been justly called the Post-Christian Age. Traditional Christian teachings are crumbling everywhere. It is not, perhaps, very difficult to find arguments in support of the view that this is a good thing, or that it is a bad thing. It largely depends on what we want to put in place of the dear departed. But in any case, one can scarcely avoid feeling a pang of sympathy for the Christians, especially perhaps the Christian clergy. Most Christian ministers of all denominations are, after all, decent, upright, hard-working and conscientious men who are desperately striving to do a good job and at least save something worth-while from the wreckage. They are usually desperately under-paid, they preach to their dwindling flock to the best of their ability, and they are stuck with an impossible situation. They may often be ignorant and sometimes bigoted, but they find themselves mocked by those who are often enough equally ignorant and bigoted, and whose sole aim is frequently to replace their creed, however inadequate, by something ever more negative and destructive. If the Church, even in its present enfeebled state, were to disappear totally from the scene, the loss, despite all doctrinal inadequacies and absurdities, would certainly be greater than any conceivable gain. It is not quite true that any religion is better than no religion, for some forms of religion (including some Christian sects) are unbelievably awful. But the best, or even the second-best, of Christianity is assuredly a lot better than most of the purely secular substitutes for it. This, as Buddhists, we should be freely prepared to admit, without thereby in the least falling into the trap of saying, "Well, it's all the same thing really," when it quite obviously isn't. The basic Christian attitude to sex is well enough known, and has been briefly outlined above. It can assume thoroughly unhealthy forms, but in its more moderate aspects it can perhaps still serve as a fairly useful basis for decent behavior. At least it does provide some reasons which a good many people can accept as a basis for morality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now of course one can have morals without religion. It is not too difficult to produce purely social reasons for a lot of moral conduct, sexual or otherwise, and the best of the anti-religious propagandists today are at pains to do this. But some others do not. Their policy is simply to controvert anything and everything the Churches teach and stand it on its head. Sensuality and aggression, it is argued, are basic drives in man which it is dangerous to dam up and which should, accordingly, be allowed free play. In the case of aggression, the fallacy is so obvious that there are few who would literally subscribe to this, though some societies in practice seem to allow it plenty of scope. But in the case of sex, complete permissiveness really is openly preached in some quarters, and in fact a Swedish doctor has even announced that he wants to organize a corps of volunteers to provide everybody with sexual intercourse. This would apparently make everybody happy and the millennium would have arrived.&lt;br /&gt;What Sex is Really All About&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sexual drive is, in most circumstances, just about the strongest urge there is in man and in the other animals. This is so whether we think (with some) that it was implanted in us by God or (with others) by the devil. It can be denied all direct expression, quite obviously, and whether this is or is not a good thing to do depends very much indeed on how — and why — this is done. When we come to consider sex and religion, we find that in fact this is often done, in the Buddhist Sangha and the Roman Catholic Church, to take the two most obvious examples. The ostensible reasons for such a course in these two bodies may be quite different, but it is surely not without significance that they both — and some others — consider it important to even attempt such a seemingly unnatural exercise. But there is no doubt that a good deal of the enormous respect shown to members of both communities stems directly from the knowledge of their celibate way of life. In some parts or the world, indeed, such men are regarded as either supermen or hypocrites, since no normal man could be expected to endure such a life. And of course both communities do include quite a few hypocrites and, probably, a few supermen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the vast majority or people, of course, there is no question of their attempting such a thing except perhaps, for relatively short periods. The lady who once asked in a class, "If everybody became a bhikkhu, what would happen to the world?" could safely be told not to worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biological function of sex is obvious and requires no discussion here. But the interesting thing for us to note is how sex — like everything else — is a purely impersonal force. We tend to think of it in intensely personal terms, but in actual fact it is a force that just flows through us and uses our most wonderful and inspiring emotions for its own ends, which are totally concerned with the continuance of the race as a whole. The idea that it is just a private and wonderful thing between you and me is merely a part of our general illusion. Altogether, it is a prolific breeder of illusions. It can lead a man to think he has found the most wonderful woman in the whole world while everybody else is thinking, "What on earth can he possibly see in her?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the Buddhist, of course, sex is an expression — perhaps the chief expression — of that tanha or craving which brings dukkha in its train. It is therefore quite logical that we should seek to bring it under control. In a sense, that is all there is to the whole question. The aim of the true Buddhist is to bring about the cessation of craving, and from the individual point of view there is no other reason for sexual restraint than this. But from the broader ethical point of view there are, of course, other reasons which are no less important: if we behave recklessly and irresponsibly in sexual matters, we can cause untold harm to others; we can trifle with other people's emotions in a quite devilish way, bring unwanted children into the world, and so on and so forth. But none of these things would, of course, happen if we were able to control "our own" sexuality: "our own" in quotes because it is, as we have to remember, an impersonal force working through us, which is precisely why it is so difficult to control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total sexual control in the sense of perfect abstinence is quite obviously only for the few. It is perhaps one mistake of the Roman Catholic Church that it seeks to impose this discipline on too many people and too absolutely, as some Catholics now recognize. But in fact there will always be more than sufficient people willing and even determined to keep the human race going. Society's problem is rather to prevent the population explosion from getting completely out of hand — hence all the rather dreary arguments about "the pill."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there are various possible ways of controlling the sex-urge, some bad, some good. One is through fear: fear of hell fire, fear of venereal diseases, and so on. This is of course not a particularly good way, though it can certainly work, and is perhaps not always wholly harmful. After all, there can be various unfortunate consequences of intercourse and we should be aware of them. Even rebirth in some very unpleasant "hell-state" is not necessarily a complete fantasy. But of course an exaggerated fear of dreadful penalties for minor transgressions is not psychologically very helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another way is the way of repression. This is of course not a conscious process. It is a form of successful self deception, as a result of which we are not consciously aware of a thing. Repression, as ought to be better known than in fact seems to be the case, is by no means the same thing as voluntary "suppression." Very few people in actual fact have really "transcended sex" — though quite a lot of people seem to think they have. They never connect their resultant psychological troubles with the root-cause — repressed sex. But it should be firmly stated that, if we can do it, suppression with awareness does little or no harm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great deal of sexual energy can, of course, be canalized or "sublimated" into other things: art, music, intense religious faith, and so on. People — especially but by no means only women — are well known in all religious groups who have done this with more or less success. And those who have attained the meditative absorptions known as the jhanas may find therein an emotional outlet which is superior to that of sex. All this is fine, and very much to the good. But even these things do not in themselves entirely solve the problem, at least in the ultimate sense.&lt;br /&gt;Sex and Rebirth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as there remains even a latent craving (including that for sex), according to the Buddhist teaching rebirth will inevitably continue to take place. For we are reborn, not merely because of the sexual drive which brought about the union of our parents, but also because of that same sexual drive in "ourselves," i.e., in that stream of consciousness which produces the changing series of patterns of our own particular individuality. And this is in fact the deeper significance of the Oedipus complex and other such matters unearthed by Freud. According to the "Tibetan Book of the Dead" those whose karmic predispositions destine them for rebirth in human form see couples in sexual union and experience desire for an attractive member of the opposite sex among those couples. By this desire they thereupon find themselves drawn into the womb and reborn — which was not at all what they wanted! The Theravada scriptures do not specifically describe the process, and it may be rather symbolic than literal, but psychologically at least something like this is what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite obviously, the average Buddhist lay person has no present intention of living a celibate life — nor is this being urged here. But some knowledge of the nature of sexuality and of how it can be transcended can help him to solve his sexual problems, if only by helping him to avoid self-deception.&lt;br /&gt;Sex and the Stages on the Path&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the Buddhist teaching, the path to Full Enlightenment is marked by the successive attainment (and fruition) of four stages. The first of these is that of the stream-winner (sotapanna), who has broken three of the ten fetters and "glimpsed Nibbana." The essential factor here is the clear realization of impersonality (anatta). This realization at the same time eliminates skeptical doubt and belief in rites and rituals. In our present connection the important point to note is this: in the moment when anatta is realized — when, that is, the spurious nature of "self " is clearly seen — there can, obviously, be no desire of any sort for that "self" and its gratification.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True, this moment of deep insight passes, but its profound effects remain. Desires return, but their root has been irreparably broken, so that they must eventually die away. In fact at this stage — and this should be realized — sexual desire, and aggression, may still be quite strong in some types of character. But of course they will never result in the grosser forms of misconduct. However, craving (including the sexual drive) in its more latent form may still be powerful enough to lead to repeated rebirths — up to seven times, it is said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second stage, that of the once-returner (sakada-gamin), when "Nibbana has been glimpsed" a second time, results in a dramatic reduction of both these urges. Henceforth, they have at most only "nuisance-value," and rebirth in the world of sensuality cannot, it is said, take place more than once. Only at the third stage, that of the non-returner (anagamin), are they quite eliminated. Such a person has no more ties with this world, and so will not be reborn here, though he may be reborn in another sphere before attaining Full Enlightenment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From all this the conclusion may be drawn that, while it is indeed possible to "transcend sexuality" in this life, it is not by any means as simple as some suppose, and many who think they have done it are deceiving themselves. Nevertheless there are many in the robe and out of it who, without having reached this stage, have in practice gained complete control of the sex impulse.&lt;br /&gt;Gaining Control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How, then, can control of sexuality be achieved? A large measure of control can certainly be gained by concentrative (samatha) meditation practice, which stills the mind and can lead to the jhana states. In non-Buddhist systems this is probably the best that can be hoped for, and it is not to be despised. Indeed, many people, especially in the West (and probably also, e.g., in modern Japan), are so disturbed that some such calming practice is almost essential, perhaps for a very long time. But the other way, and the truly Buddhist way, which can lead right to the goal, is the way of Insight. The main scriptural basis for this is the Satipatthana Sutta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The four foundations of mindfulness as set forth there are: mindfulness as to body, feelings, states of mind, and mind-contents. With reference to "states of mind," it is said: "He knows lustful mind and the mind that is free from lust. He knows how lust arises and how it ceases." This is not a manual of meditation, and it must suffice here just to indicate how by mindfulness one comes to discover how mental and physical phenomena arise and cease, and therefore, ultimately, how to bring about their cessation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this method, there is no forcing. Rigid suppression by an act of will is not required — and will not anyway lead to the goal. When even quite intractable-seeming personal problems are fully seen in their true nature, they will dissolve. It may take time and much perseverance, but it is a way of gentleness, which does no violence to one's nature. Eventually, if steadfastly pursued, it can lead to the solution of all our problems, not only those connected with sex. Slowly and patiently, we can disentangle by mindfulness all the guilt feelings and other complications which may have developed. And we come to realize, probably to our surprise, that the seeing is the cure, when the seeing is deep enough.&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex is a powerful force in us all. In itself it is neither "good" nor "bad." But it can certainly create problems. And modern Western man is particularly prone to such problems, partly because of the sheer hectic pace and pressure of modern life, which exaggerates all our troubles, and more specifically because of his background. A puritanical Church tradition (one extreme) has now been vigorously challenged by a secular spirit of permissiveness (the other extreme). For many people it is not at all easy to find the middle way between these two extremes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing "sinful" about sex. If we make mistakes, we should recognize them and try to avoid repeating them, but we should not develop guilt-complexes about them. Sexual lapses are not uniquely wicked, and in fact all but the grosser forms of sexual misconduct are probably on the whole less harmful socially than a lot of other things many people do. But it should be borne in mind that sex does usually involve at least one other person, and potentially the next generation. In this respect it is strictly incumbent on us at all times to act responsibly which means compassionately. Otherwise, the physical and emotional consequences for somebody may be very serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ideal of sex only within monogamous marriage should be just as valid for Buddhists as for Christians. It should, at least, not be lightly departed from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way of mindfulness has been recommended above. Admittedly, not everybody is prepared to practice intensive mindfulness, whatever benefits may be urged for it. But even a moderate degree of habitual mindfulness can produce surprising results. If we learn, with detachment, to watch our desires at play, it is often quite astonishing how they seem to "drop away," almost of their own accord. To take as an example a related problem: many people, when they first come to Buddhism, are worried about the Fifth Precept, which deals with intoxication. "Can't I have a drink occasionally?" they ask, often rather anxiously. The answer is, of course: "It's up to you." But in this case, too, having tried a little mindfulness, they are frequently surprised to find that they want a drink less and less. As a matter of fact, the same principle applies here too. Having discovered the principle, applied it and found that it works, we can decide for ourselves how far we wish to take it. It will take us as far as we are prepared to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some readers may wonder that there has been no mention of the word "love" in the foregoing. To have discussed this question would have led too far. So I will merely quote the following two phrases from a newspaper advice-column:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am in love" means "I want me to be happy"; "I love" means "I want to make you happy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buddhists might reflect, and even meditate, on these two statements — at various levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Golden Rule: Never let Passion override Compassion&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470622509334329830-8540830703380756478?l=dandelionwind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Kyuubi? naaaah.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.....ah ha,..is because tomorrow will be CNY holiday...yahoo(and who said positive thinking is no big deal),the best part is i get to see her,it seems ages we haven meet each other,like i always said...distant never put us apart,it only make me miss her and love her more,the worst part is we had a fight...hmmm i dont wan to blame anyone on this. Misunderstanding are always the fuel to most of the conflict.when that does,everything change...why do people kill people?because they cant control themselves...same does the a quarrel,words that hurt are throw out just meant to hurt each other...weird right?that is just human,emotionally motivated all the time.i dun wan to blame on anything or anyone because that will only become an excuses,i only want to blame myself...blame myself for being so pushy on just to know something that is not worth to be ask and make her think that u what u care is about the money, the bad part is nobody will believe if u said ur curiosity is very strong.coz it really make u look like u a stingy bastard,i really suck in doing sentences.one word,im a idiot.Maybe that is how engineer think,only calculated base one formulas and theory given,and again is just look like a pathetic excuse since u have no proof to make anyone believe u,is normal if people believe in what they think was right...hmmm.maybe is not as easy as i think to believe in others,unlike me who are easily fooled.&lt;br /&gt;        i must admit im stupid when i pause for a moment and think again,despite all that.....i know one thing,i still love her...no no no..is i always love her.&lt;br /&gt;but really...quarrel is suck...but nobody can avoid it,is just like study suck,go school is sucks,go work is suck,homework is suck,mom's nagging is suck...but anyhow is still inevitable.is part of the cycles of life.although the harsh words in quarrel cant be trusted,but is still unforgettable.&lt;br /&gt;i gtg to the guard mounting(refer google search)&lt;br /&gt;im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love u,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470622509334329830-5922666519199940485?l=dandelionwind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Nvm =P&lt;br /&gt;head for mess to hav my breakfast..uhhh it was horrible…imagine a deep fry roti canai that is fry till cripsy and serve with overcooked salty curry, and ofcoz the hardboiled egg(never miss to serve us since I first enter this uni)&lt;br /&gt;despite all the complains,….complain complain jugak…makan tetap makan…lapar wey and I skip this I gonna be very sleepy in class, is my energy for my whole day…satu lagi,its free =D&lt;br /&gt;650am..my gosh~ everyone already gather in assembly point, that indicate that I’m late although 10minute more is the actual time for the assembly, “why everyone so semangat baris so early anyway?”…wear my beret and masuk baris…&lt;br /&gt;Noticing my leader already staring at me…fuhh scary, and again I’m late but I’m not that late…so I’m safe hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Skip the baris…is so boring ==”&lt;br /&gt;But the uniform inspection part was horrible….as expected from kapt azwin,nasib baik my indentity x kne cabut like other…&lt;br /&gt;.”kenape pendek ni?” ,then “pop” ,”kenape karat ne?” “pop” he cabut it and give it back to the owner, a identity disk take like weeks to make, must custom made, and is not cheap, pure cruelty kne cabut camtu jew…today’s could be worst if he is in bad mood..he is so “creative” though.&lt;br /&gt;First class….fluid lab…had quite a great time doing the fluid experiment…but the lab report will gave u sleepless night to pass up on time. The report are so bloody long….O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BquUdeuxJNk/TJm3aiWrpRI/AAAAAAAAAds/CwF4EEyXDqQ/s1600/P1030613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BquUdeuxJNk/TJm3aiWrpRI/AAAAAAAAAds/CwF4EEyXDqQ/s200/P1030613.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519644484845675794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BquUdeuxJNk/TJm3-bbTw0I/AAAAAAAAAd0/zi1bTfzlUl4/s1600/P1030614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BquUdeuxJNk/TJm3-bbTw0I/AAAAAAAAAd0/zi1bTfzlUl4/s200/P1030614.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519645101461324610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh great…I forget to bring my pocket file….is in my room I think….ahhh Is so far from here, but the file contain almost everything I need class. like or not I had to go get it although I had to risk myself to go back(we not allowed to go back until 2pm after we leave the room),go for shortcut, cross the field, huhu save time but sacrifice my shinny shoe into the mud…sad not to mention I had to make a U turn because I forgot to take the key, the one and only key for our room, from omaq…okay now I regret we din duplicate the key…again sengal.&lt;br /&gt;With the sweaty uniform (blame on my metabolism =P) I reach my room and grab the file and head back to class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next class….strength of material 1 class, the subject was tough…….i flung the test o..i get 9.5/20% ,not consider myself lucky but others are much much worst than me.I feel so left out,tertinggal,tercicir,tercirit,terberak(da lebeih2 ne) when I dun understand what my lecturer is mumbling about ,I ask my classmate ”maak aiii….soalan simple cam ni pown x tau kew?”, I dun mind that words as long I get to know the answers, as long as I get to learn =) . Hope is still there…there a plenty of time for me to catch up, is quite common for a slow learner like me. For the past few semester, normally I would do better on 2nd test , 1st test is disastrous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BquUdeuxJNk/TJm4X5BlfxI/AAAAAAAAAd8/8FCTO0x16Cg/s1600/P1030635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 186px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BquUdeuxJNk/TJm4X5BlfxI/AAAAAAAAAd8/8FCTO0x16Cg/s200/P1030635.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519645538903228178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(gambar curi2 tangkap,kantoi = mati )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; He is lt kol khairul , the strength of material genius, a lecturer and senior rank officer. That mean no chit chat , no phone, no mp3 and only smile or laugh when he joke. Follow the advice and u will be safe =)  he know very much of everything, but I manage to ask him a question that require him to refer to the reference book…bwahahaha very rare…evil me. But he still can solve it afterward. What a daring act coz usually if the question is consider “stupid question” then u will end up getting scold by him….i selalu kne gak huhu =(  hey at least I get 80% of what he teach today…the rest 20% is self study in room =D .hmmm...."i miss her,i wonder what she is doing right now" suddenly i go day dream thinking of her...i syok sendiri again..hah&lt;br /&gt; Uh… last but not least and plus tons of assignments and tutorials from him…thank u sir =)&lt;br /&gt;No afternoon class for today,yahoo~ head mess for lunch..as expected, if u r late(class habis lambat),the lunch is sayur kuning,ayam hancur, air habis,nasi habis and buah lembik. Nvm….makan jugak sbb..perut da lapar kan.Dun waste the food.bersyukur la dgn apa yg ada..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BquUdeuxJNk/TJm4-rLgr9I/AAAAAAAAAeE/Ui5CzgF77nY/s1600/DSC02463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BquUdeuxJNk/TJm4-rLgr9I/AAAAAAAAAeE/Ui5CzgF77nY/s200/DSC02463.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519646205201657810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cloud is thundering outside as if he is laughing as us and said “u guys wont make it to ur room,u guys will be wet before u reach ur apartment..haha” =P, but I thought hmmm nvm….i will use this time to go trim my hair, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BquUdeuxJNk/TJm9GDCqOjI/AAAAAAAAAeM/UA71xpOTh9g/s1600/P1030638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BquUdeuxJNk/TJm9GDCqOjI/AAAAAAAAAeM/UA71xpOTh9g/s200/P1030638.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519650729912580658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(outside barber shop)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although someone suggested me to cut my hair botak. Assume that is was just a joke =). under the heavy rain,I run to the barber shop….bagus la tu….today is Wednesday, only girls are allow to do haircut for today.3/4 of me already soaking wet in rain water. Walking under the rain lah….im already wet anyways. &lt;br /&gt;On second thought, why I never bring umbrella to class, nah….is to sissy for us “askar”,as far as I remember we never use any umbrella in this uni, I would rather be wet than being laugh my counterpart…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BquUdeuxJNk/TJm-kgjMzeI/AAAAAAAAAeU/hyrELEST8gk/s1600/P1030640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BquUdeuxJNk/TJm-kgjMzeI/AAAAAAAAAeU/hyrELEST8gk/s200/P1030640.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519652352741395938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here u go..a pair of soaking wet, dripping uniform hagging under the fan, hoping it would dry before tomorrow. =P&lt;br /&gt;I would call it a day although the night is still waiting……Im not sure it was bad or not…but enough for me to blog it, worth enough for me to sacrifice my afternoon nap…^^ &lt;br /&gt;Time to go study…buckle up..XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BquUdeuxJNk/TJm_vFq7qEI/AAAAAAAAAec/bY-XL6-XTXY/s1600/P1030649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BquUdeuxJNk/TJm_vFq7qEI/AAAAAAAAAec/bY-XL6-XTXY/s200/P1030649.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519653634016258114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(my desk)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470622509334329830-3872418755856771357?l=dandelionwind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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XD&lt;br /&gt;eusene my 2nd brother,is always the best striker..and im the worst..haha&lt;br /&gt;that is the time when we call for the half-time..and sipping the same dunno-what-brand soft drink....sharing is caring mah~ ^^&lt;br /&gt;oh hey...&lt;br /&gt;there is the furrow..&lt;br /&gt;where we catch fishes and small shrimps..the catch was never fail us..&lt;br /&gt;until i forget the time..&lt;br /&gt;and remembered my mom come chasing....with the cane..ops =P&lt;br /&gt;but now..is just another dry furrow with thick undergrowth..&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting the majestic temple,still standing tall and steady till now..&lt;br /&gt;beside being the spiritual and ritual place for all the villagers,its the best place to play hide and seek..hiding the among the Gods and Deities(in the shrine hall) were always the best hiding spot...maybe some help from THEM that hiding us from the seeker =)&lt;br /&gt;i was a tarzan i think but im not alone,my friend all are tarzan,im among the best but my brother among the worst hehe...our village are bless with "generous" fruit trees(fruitful all year round),and all u need to do is climb and pluck it...the fruits was our lunch sometimes.what a healthy diet..haha&lt;br /&gt;oh i reach my home already..time for to go shower ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a the bestest best childhood in this beloved village...but as we grew up,one by one is leaving the village to pursuit the dream,to search for a better life or to explore the rest of the outside world.But i had made a promise that i will be back no matter how far i go..i miss my friends,the memories...even the salmon return to their birthplace to lay their egg and die after they had travel half way across the globe,but don't get me wrong...i don't lay egg or gave birth okay. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470622509334329830-2723444660939557658?l=dandelionwind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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