tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10518794620882680942024-03-13T16:39:26.343+08:00康之哲音商学做中學,錯中修;不要怕,不要悔The Khanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14594898980525417572noreply@blogger.comBlogger72125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051879462088268094.post-14741721981698818782011-01-01T21:42:00.010+08:002011-01-02T02:18:10.823+08:002010: I can't get a new before I put. I only have 2 hands 1 heart.2010, has just passed. It is now being a past. All of it... PAST...<div>There are too many things to mention in 2010. Uncountable...</div><div>On my facebook profile, I posted this:</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); "><span id="status_text">In 2010, for those who had wif me undergone hurt, laugh, cry, share, listen, talk, discuss, wisdom, regret, fun, great, mess, bad, hard, love, like, dislike, backstab, courage, help, enjoy, crazy, problems, failure, success, give up, give in & more & more, i would to say thank you very very much. Becos of u all, my life was fullfilled. No matter enemies or friends, I appreciate u all. See u next year!</span><small style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-size: 9px; margin-left: 3px; white-space: nowrap; "><span id="status_time"><a href="http://www.facebook.com/mobile/" id="status_mobile_indicator" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "><i class="mob_status img sp_8ruzz5 sx_117071" style="background-image: url(http://static.ak.fbcdn.net/rsrc.php/zY/r/QcnzEFGpC0D.png); display: inline-block; height: 16px; width: 10px; background-position: 0px -118px; background-repeat: no-repeat no-repeat; "></i></a></span></small></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: nowrap; ">My heart still here, although it has been incised deeply, but not whole.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: nowrap;">Do someone knows, if you hurt someone, it is equal to hurt yourself?</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: nowrap;">But why we do hurt people? If it comes to a situation that hurting someone is a </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: nowrap;">better for both, </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: nowrap; ">it is good to do so, just for the sake of goodness.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: nowrap;">"Hurt", is tearing hurting... "Hate", is freaking hating... and "Love", is utmost</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: nowrap;">loving... </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: nowrap; ">that is all i can say for my heart in 2010.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: nowrap;">About "Love", </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium; white-space: nowrap; ">I can't get a new before I put down all of it, because I only</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium; white-space: nowrap; ">possess 2 hands & 1 heart.</span></div>The Khanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14594898980525417572noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051879462088268094.post-16382923840094921692010-12-27T22:15:00.004+08:002010-12-27T22:39:42.198+08:00Dino Family gathering on Christmas 2010 at KL.<div>The gathering was great & simple... Really a simple gathering. Basically, we just meet, chat, eat, drink & chat... That was all. But we were very happy. lol~</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1pfel6ChzSZ_eSu0Wq57nspc4hcJcs3PYCYnDOc1gX1JkdopCqQzyUEDpn-pH3KtUfJpGqCdFQzfl8Np86b0_4bfqyHWL-rXvv_n8inQAmHPiPamFG8rI97ZMhTeJZqeFx6_Yk409gws/s1600/Image261.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1pfel6ChzSZ_eSu0Wq57nspc4hcJcs3PYCYnDOc1gX1JkdopCqQzyUEDpn-pH3KtUfJpGqCdFQzfl8Np86b0_4bfqyHWL-rXvv_n8inQAmHPiPamFG8rI97ZMhTeJZqeFx6_Yk409gws/s400/Image261.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555369635446290722" /></a>Playing card at Ninja Joe...<div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi17VkPrS1UfsOzNrIzKaS-J462OLq2FTTXtezVUrFH9ouFEzRRfNb6bsoFJ2BUXaqdVxHSFCVIJSmpi7553_2IhbEZixekJkaZQdaOLM66B0dKQT7fhvocKtviUpKBnzyiBS6aB4ZaulA/s1600/Image256.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi17VkPrS1UfsOzNrIzKaS-J462OLq2FTTXtezVUrFH9ouFEzRRfNb6bsoFJ2BUXaqdVxHSFCVIJSmpi7553_2IhbEZixekJkaZQdaOLM66B0dKQT7fhvocKtviUpKBnzyiBS6aB4ZaulA/s400/Image256.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555369630921128034" /></a>All the beauties...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij8C9d3ZMMw1sH12y-YWefAp5HjarHImFGVZJcg_eE7HIGatuFHvw0cMMwILaoSxxNaoEb4P2WJsbmWCtYhJ2pOb9R9gZIMcavIBhdmFkmcY08GytWKbluiuNLmHYket5aEDiV9vF065w/s1600/Image254.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij8C9d3ZMMw1sH12y-YWefAp5HjarHImFGVZJcg_eE7HIGatuFHvw0cMMwILaoSxxNaoEb4P2WJsbmWCtYhJ2pOb9R9gZIMcavIBhdmFkmcY08GytWKbluiuNLmHYket5aEDiV9vF065w/s400/Image254.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555369623959482466" /></a>:)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTZJVIlxV1NUeIdjN8Dxo8fAXeQRUzOdkxaDloM49E0FwKnfg3uVKBX3Ys1Zalq1DkRlnTdfki1dQSPvglWQvN6k4K2noUjKgLWmIlLpuucRs3_i_M3K5Ql8MXqV5oEgQ-zOvy6irxbdc/s1600/Image237.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTZJVIlxV1NUeIdjN8Dxo8fAXeQRUzOdkxaDloM49E0FwKnfg3uVKBX3Ys1Zalq1DkRlnTdfki1dQSPvglWQvN6k4K2noUjKgLWmIlLpuucRs3_i_M3K5Ql8MXqV5oEgQ-zOvy6irxbdc/s400/Image237.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555369620482949346" /></a>Everyone was busy on taking photos...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdzmvJWu5VpCuIgImmT1nGtf7lF1F12leT8CNR9jUfCISo6QgRlWu5ZaPZ69iu-c12aqKwWHya5k99y70lgi077lMqLjrSAJqnykXuRrwYJ_6BFwtIKqdRFYE7075tbDoAJd92vYI8KpM/s1600/Image236.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdzmvJWu5VpCuIgImmT1nGtf7lF1F12leT8CNR9jUfCISo6QgRlWu5ZaPZ69iu-c12aqKwWHya5k99y70lgi077lMqLjrSAJqnykXuRrwYJ_6BFwtIKqdRFYE7075tbDoAJd92vYI8KpM/s400/Image236.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555368328164815938" /></a>So happy to see their smiling faces...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiRiBF3U8eRV8MDw2hfRgT_uJmEe2NPhywDE1DZsxFbHAtJbwM9u53MIHB-WHmUUZpxw_tx2MgnJ1I6q7UgPqtG9FZKb4f6FNXyFN0ndGW0-GSUi_ISOVNla-zBthNg8NLZjXFEmpjWx8/s1600/Image231.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiRiBF3U8eRV8MDw2hfRgT_uJmEe2NPhywDE1DZsxFbHAtJbwM9u53MIHB-WHmUUZpxw_tx2MgnJ1I6q7UgPqtG9FZKb4f6FNXyFN0ndGW0-GSUi_ISOVNla-zBthNg8NLZjXFEmpjWx8/s400/Image231.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555368323288992162" /></a>Our T-shirt! Cool~! Only the weird thing is that when everyone wearing it at midvalley, people might think stupid of this.. :p<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLBwcZUddYY3qoLBWssLYOr06Ic_BBqgNufgJg3uI08DF7F3eaQZJrxQ_JUL4NpzSpYVToyAAYM9KlHCvK8n_Vw2L3DpNOS0lKNit3BQbCQx5xuNP21jhADZNqaTO7VQ_kjrJyJ5lsjDc/s1600/Image225.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLBwcZUddYY3qoLBWssLYOr06Ic_BBqgNufgJg3uI08DF7F3eaQZJrxQ_JUL4NpzSpYVToyAAYM9KlHCvK8n_Vw2L3DpNOS0lKNit3BQbCQx5xuNP21jhADZNqaTO7VQ_kjrJyJ5lsjDc/s400/Image225.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555368318000592242" /></a>:D<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB9lCO2R66dj3TOuWmqIpn6fEh17ZpJoApy-qGoFfmRUMQoPKZzA8tq1LOJy-3oTM9HOX7MU49nxmy3oMVLsEh6-b3gzd6y5yA50bN7dvAlRG_nJqw1pVLCNCe-8x1q-CDbaugmXktrqg/s1600/Image222.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB9lCO2R66dj3TOuWmqIpn6fEh17ZpJoApy-qGoFfmRUMQoPKZzA8tq1LOJy-3oTM9HOX7MU49nxmy3oMVLsEh6-b3gzd6y5yA50bN7dvAlRG_nJqw1pVLCNCe-8x1q-CDbaugmXktrqg/s400/Image222.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555368311708863138" /></a><div>Yea, this gathering included my ex... And we all at gathering were nice and good... Miss them... Will have another gathering in the future~~~ good memories after all... :D</div></div>The Khanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14594898980525417572noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051879462088268094.post-10354910119249302992010-12-27T21:31:00.009+08:002010-12-27T22:03:40.483+08:00My internship has just finished greatly!<div>Finally my internship has ended! Haha! happy! Now is my holiday!<div>After months of hardwork, I eventually get a great result for my overall intern performance!</div></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtVAf9a2FqCQS9r_nsVz9RU78Y2Nk_UhCYg7kxAMuZqoDIpkTxgIDXhsFDCyl-R477HJrwocf6gBjoEXeU_RRVVFnuFg0-iZDmTnCr5Ky7rH7YaWEVUq4kmUQDrPDHkCzXl0oQRaAdA-M/s1600/Image217.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtVAf9a2FqCQS9r_nsVz9RU78Y2Nk_UhCYg7kxAMuZqoDIpkTxgIDXhsFDCyl-R477HJrwocf6gBjoEXeU_RRVVFnuFg0-iZDmTnCr5Ky7rH7YaWEVUq4kmUQDrPDHkCzXl0oQRaAdA-M/s400/Image217.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555357242790869602" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSUPsWO4AOmc_9f93GrVUz3_HIC-1DTN_1v9EPW7_Cbcv1q4m98JhQi-zcGtL9ohfB7LP9wmrIca1fszJky10m8m5BexcotDbyTf3HE-qaVfBU2zrAou_ZdAQPsNZtkJ31ZmnM8IFwZw4/s1600/Image216.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSUPsWO4AOmc_9f93GrVUz3_HIC-1DTN_1v9EPW7_Cbcv1q4m98JhQi-zcGtL9ohfB7LP9wmrIca1fszJky10m8m5BexcotDbyTf3HE-qaVfBU2zrAou_ZdAQPsNZtkJ31ZmnM8IFwZw4/s400/Image216.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555357238759813394" /></a><div>Seriously, I got a very good news on my feedback!</div><div>My supervisor praised me like hell~! :p really la.. no joking here.. </div><div>She said: "you're very good, you got the trait of being leader, you have the right attitude on working, you only need I teach once then no need repeat anymore, you a very good helper, you will not stop at a stage, you tend to learn more and go higher, your working quality is very good & neat, trust me, you will be a successful person in future."</div><div>Referred to my supervisor, my colleges got say so... "He very hard working..." "He has the right attitude" "He can learn thing very fast." They even said, "why kevin go so fast???"</div><div>I just... WOW!!! I really surprised for this. Is a totally surprised! I didn't even know I've done that well.</div><div>Now I get to know myself even better, and I'm not going to stay at this stage, I'll keep on learning and improving... </div>The Khanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14594898980525417572noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051879462088268094.post-14442656879051927442010-12-17T21:33:00.002+08:002010-12-17T21:38:42.563+08:00I can't believe what I did. This phone number can reach her...<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>It was a susident, I thought of one person who I lost contact for almost 6 years. But her phone number I got still keeping in my locker. Then I took out, before trying, I was hoping the phone number is no more exist.<div><br /><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>After pressing "call", then doo... doo... doo... <span class="Apple-style-span">Halo?</span> <span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">Halo?</span> </span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">Who</span>?</span> <span class="Apple-style-span">Erm... you're XXX?</span> <span class="Apple-style-span">Who are u?</span> <span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">Erm... I just try to call this number which I got long time ago, So you're XXX?</span></span> <span class="Apple-style-span">Yea, who are you?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>WHAT THE HELL!!! She is still using this phone number and this is she!!!</div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Yea, my god elder sister... Erm.. but now... I'm not sure... </div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Then I tried to help her recall who am I, then she did.</div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Both of us were in a stuck from moment to moment during conversation. It was a surprised for both.</div><div><br /></div><div>Unconsciously, we talked for long enough. Then finally we stopped and say good night. Then I checked my phone credit, sweat. used up RM20++ which I just reloaded RM30, tomorrow gonna reload again.. =.=</div><div><br /></div><div>During the conversation, she still like a elder sister, cares me... but sad case is, when she tried to say things to care me, I just only think of one person, who is my only god younger sister. Things she said were making me feeling that she doesn't understand me, and this made me think to my younger sister, she knows me very well.</div><div><br /></div><div>For that moment, I just want my younger sister talk to me, not her. Sad... I have no meant to, but the reality is we did being separated for more than 5 years.</div><div><br /></div><div>Isn't she still want to be elder sister? Or she actually pretending due to doubt. Or what? I don't really know. I don't even know whether I still want her. I actually don't think so... Haiz... But I do really very clear about myself that, my god younger sister is always on top of her. Miss her... WPJ...</div></div>The Khanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14594898980525417572noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051879462088268094.post-52901934605069195002010-11-27T16:53:00.003+08:002010-11-27T16:58:21.975+08:00My inspiring timetable I ever made... Wakakakaz...!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwQrzNRD0_bSbl_t3j0VNQNZ3sbZo0W8Phlwv_O0NE6XkWKfQ2RURB0BnZOJvKlkl39DzZizV0IhT6mF4yr3NUzQgRDR3tKUNlDJlFbCJtF3LQ88-kTTKQtX7pB3P79gzVUJjspxVspxM/s1600/CE+Y3S1+Timetable.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwQrzNRD0_bSbl_t3j0VNQNZ3sbZo0W8Phlwv_O0NE6XkWKfQ2RURB0BnZOJvKlkl39DzZizV0IhT6mF4yr3NUzQgRDR3tKUNlDJlFbCJtF3LQ88-kTTKQtX7pB3P79gzVUJjspxVspxM/s400/CE+Y3S1+Timetable.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544150730925956658" /></a>Cool right? Wakakakaz! You can make your own one too! ^^<div>Happy happy new semester! Yuhuuuuu~~~! :D</div>The Khanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14594898980525417572noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051879462088268094.post-1366337278971520562010-11-17T22:19:00.004+08:002010-11-17T22:43:37.313+08:00Time to change guitar strings.<div><br /></div>It has been quite a long time I didn't change my electric guitar strings. Cause save money. :P<div>So today, afternoon, I bought new set of guitar strings and changed it during evening.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuiW6rC4EduFCfPg0xPRlv__WplSRv4AQEud9b7tpolxgVJhsuqrf2PVb-UEY9_GSmIrn0ftJB0_Y3B-CDbxtNCHc1tG_YK9rQp7EZu1hhsoJk6e9MsoRgm5K9qy7NsMEXlyCFlCvXfkY/s1600/Image060.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuiW6rC4EduFCfPg0xPRlv__WplSRv4AQEud9b7tpolxgVJhsuqrf2PVb-UEY9_GSmIrn0ftJB0_Y3B-CDbxtNCHc1tG_YK9rQp7EZu1hhsoJk6e9MsoRgm5K9qy7NsMEXlyCFlCvXfkY/s320/Image060.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540527987553164946" /></a>It was about to start...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6HOeSlDy8-sTUyccIcLIN1SDYc5pzKaRb1sLcej2Vokx0iwul7EJhrIfFVu308EINQuXwfyFZbp2zRs3-kO-z8JbZe5uvsDhO_GR75QvBcshgZvHlh9mCWy1skyXu26jJ1eUdij26L1Y/s1600/Image061.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6HOeSlDy8-sTUyccIcLIN1SDYc5pzKaRb1sLcej2Vokx0iwul7EJhrIfFVu308EINQuXwfyFZbp2zRs3-kO-z8JbZe5uvsDhO_GR75QvBcshgZvHlh9mCWy1skyXu26jJ1eUdij26L1Y/s320/Image061.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540527983180198034" /></a>After removed old strings... I cleaned my guitar whole-heartedly... :D<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDG8ooNJS6DAUwwRqc6LduV5jLskktsl62mQtESmki-QjVZFiO9NKgODv-1WjTYJmjjlEZ9bpstqJ5RCdErsdmYKpVhOW9ZyDPnstTPJk0Jb34lPVKG-R-L5PJmzLQ8MqKgam-haTRdGQ/s1600/Image064.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDG8ooNJS6DAUwwRqc6LduV5jLskktsl62mQtESmki-QjVZFiO9NKgODv-1WjTYJmjjlEZ9bpstqJ5RCdErsdmYKpVhOW9ZyDPnstTPJk0Jb34lPVKG-R-L5PJmzLQ8MqKgam-haTRdGQ/s320/Image064.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540527793167338066" /></a>Done...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJz2vGPRsTuX0JsWLqc_IK5Ql0xdkfRkox68lj6cqht2se7ur7j4k5RSSd6ZwCHrBSLPbZ2sbMyv7i5noc13AdSI2oSzgYwbGgFVmFXLDQGh67m91CviKIEnpLkqwxhCEB30SODik56XY/s1600/Image065.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJz2vGPRsTuX0JsWLqc_IK5Ql0xdkfRkox68lj6cqht2se7ur7j4k5RSSd6ZwCHrBSLPbZ2sbMyv7i5noc13AdSI2oSzgYwbGgFVmFXLDQGh67m91CviKIEnpLkqwxhCEB30SODik56XY/s320/Image065.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540527789116589154" /></a>Take a picture 1st...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcUYuUM9vhwJ64R4jy0QzQxtKl50o8BCGHC2sjpKJw77ZSvvCN7EyzkTQv_pdrWLNhh27l0UtsAAeTfbAMRCe_HIykCMmRifD8zISTZF0GjJvCEFb8kyh2LcwXxyNVnYvY2IYtp4yFomo/s1600/Image066.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcUYuUM9vhwJ64R4jy0QzQxtKl50o8BCGHC2sjpKJw77ZSvvCN7EyzkTQv_pdrWLNhh27l0UtsAAeTfbAMRCe_HIykCMmRifD8zISTZF0GjJvCEFb8kyh2LcwXxyNVnYvY2IYtp4yFomo/s320/Image066.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540527782645980146" /></a>Nice looking right?<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHqzxEyEA54dYQJaBFNKL7QOnUoZEiDGWprc4jUFCxH6iNk921c5UbM4Xylm250KxY6M8AzhcR3Lp5oxzZQXXpAfIg3LiyKyFdOwWYrzMkQr5H4dDzZH-wALZ_0VEEqNDbafNFPCE3j08/s1600/Image067.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHqzxEyEA54dYQJaBFNKL7QOnUoZEiDGWprc4jUFCxH6iNk921c5UbM4Xylm250KxY6M8AzhcR3Lp5oxzZQXXpAfIg3LiyKyFdOwWYrzMkQr5H4dDzZH-wALZ_0VEEqNDbafNFPCE3j08/s320/Image067.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540527773491961634" /></a>Alright, it was about to put the new strings...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggUdufRelkjs1rePBfomwZHNihzUlHem4upX7KO04RpuIiPfC9WXUQoSVVBsQT1WMvR_q8fGeKQxB-UN1Tzomncom02S3W94DmPtZlAvaFEBCKBN9cOUM_gaJu9vgPwvzZeqXELJ7abEI/s1600/Image068.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggUdufRelkjs1rePBfomwZHNihzUlHem4upX7KO04RpuIiPfC9WXUQoSVVBsQT1WMvR_q8fGeKQxB-UN1Tzomncom02S3W94DmPtZlAvaFEBCKBN9cOUM_gaJu9vgPwvzZeqXELJ7abEI/s320/Image068.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540527766803100546" /></a>Continued with tuning. Finally, nicely done! :D</div>The Khanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14594898980525417572noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051879462088268094.post-34936399542766790452010-11-14T17:01:00.005+08:002010-11-21T00:11:22.708+08:00My grandmum's 93rd birthday.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB1NAE6ujz0DRdgqSJv-U8rIMUwkzs-PqPrfUyMxSrt9F-lfwcEOjOHu5S-L4hLg3NP7xS4so2VnVdvxCJCJq4ojpzpThUSaTbtCNsUrdL2U45lEp7LRrAnqK-BgpjY6UkG7myJjG6hWM/s1600/Image053.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB1NAE6ujz0DRdgqSJv-U8rIMUwkzs-PqPrfUyMxSrt9F-lfwcEOjOHu5S-L4hLg3NP7xS4so2VnVdvxCJCJq4ojpzpThUSaTbtCNsUrdL2U45lEp7LRrAnqK-BgpjY6UkG7myJjG6hWM/s400/Image053.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539329297967327906" /></a>It was bravo!!! she now already 93 years old, but look at my grandmum, cool right? With 2 fingers showing "yeah!" Hahax... We were all so happy... :D<div>Hope she can go through her 100th birthday! I'm waiting for that......</div>The Khanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14594898980525417572noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051879462088268094.post-52792796126814665022010-11-01T23:01:00.004+08:002010-11-01T23:20:08.949+08:00Another production from Slash!I like the melody in the air with full of slash's solo...<div>Yea, he can consider my influence. Whenever I listen to slash's song, I really feel like picking up my guitar and do some solo. But I'm not satisfied with my own one. :(</div>Below is the cover of slash's album. He invited various kinds of singer to join him in this production. It is great. I get different types of inspiration from listen to his whole album. Rock!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8EXT7Q3pp23mjUk5QwHLkcz0Ef-zCNVrBqGT53_wCpWj-tzH4APwM65rJ2-jDPZ8BIe_3b5kvi5RIo7ysgapOUD7PW4fsN9S3hamsvkU8RPUENT8UnrdVJ6ou9Yi00rTot0U20tEsnyM/s1600/slash-album-artwork.jpg"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 396px; height: 400px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8EXT7Q3pp23mjUk5QwHLkcz0Ef-zCNVrBqGT53_wCpWj-tzH4APwM65rJ2-jDPZ8BIe_3b5kvi5RIo7ysgapOUD7PW4fsN9S3hamsvkU8RPUENT8UnrdVJ6ou9Yi00rTot0U20tEsnyM/s400/slash-album-artwork.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534597943175657570" /></a><div>For those of you not knowing him, then who's Slash you might wondering. Just see yourself by the picture below.</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixZUlKAcAwQlfy4MB62ywPNelOc1-vwSc2HXhPwY98TEnHDRQ9KiPH7fLNZrc1XryxXJG4lusg-lszrzNJXsBRAaFmx_rwxh5RRi6pE59ZyttBrXJqN3qzZl8WOzhB-xOIn_m2v0vI5T0/s1600/1185-slash-wallpaper.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixZUlKAcAwQlfy4MB62ywPNelOc1-vwSc2HXhPwY98TEnHDRQ9KiPH7fLNZrc1XryxXJG4lusg-lszrzNJXsBRAaFmx_rwxh5RRi6pE59ZyttBrXJqN3qzZl8WOzhB-xOIn_m2v0vI5T0/s400/1185-slash-wallpaper.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534597948268244818" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></div><div>His real name is Saul Hudson. He is a worldwide famous lead guitarist in 80s. For more infor you can just google slash. </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixZUlKAcAwQlfy4MB62ywPNelOc1-vwSc2HXhPwY98TEnHDRQ9KiPH7fLNZrc1XryxXJG4lusg-lszrzNJXsBRAaFmx_rwxh5RRi6pE59ZyttBrXJqN3qzZl8WOzhB-xOIn_m2v0vI5T0/s1600/1185-slash-wallpaper.jpg"></a><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixZUlKAcAwQlfy4MB62ywPNelOc1-vwSc2HXhPwY98TEnHDRQ9KiPH7fLNZrc1XryxXJG4lusg-lszrzNJXsBRAaFmx_rwxh5RRi6pE59ZyttBrXJqN3qzZl8WOzhB-xOIn_m2v0vI5T0/s1600/1185-slash-wallpaper.jpg"></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOoFId2az3kuW2u_k2A8cfGBFu5XFY1hkd3kseumUuiUvJ5-36uA9z5Deh6uDycgqkpPZm9LHSe9qdlcnwGDcCDZ-Pi-2qjrG0txIBT5iq5AtH7OEJpJ3dmhnm4TACM2lDDDVAaivT4d8/s1600/31102010023.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOoFId2az3kuW2u_k2A8cfGBFu5XFY1hkd3kseumUuiUvJ5-36uA9z5Deh6uDycgqkpPZm9LHSe9qdlcnwGDcCDZ-Pi-2qjrG0txIBT5iq5AtH7OEJpJ3dmhnm4TACM2lDDDVAaivT4d8/s400/31102010023.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534597939296326530" /></a>After listening Slash's album in my room with dimmed light, I'm total inspired. Then simply look at my electric guitar, I feel like to say "I love u" to it! HeHe... I feel nice to hold it and ROCK it! :D</div></div>The Khanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14594898980525417572noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051879462088268094.post-37285045316793589952010-10-25T20:53:00.005+08:002010-10-25T21:21:55.730+08:00Fobia on washing glassware.Last Friday I broke a jar. Today, again, I susidentally broke a jar in lab... <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik6RJnFyVKfX4mz9Pu2oC-CmcC1XahnNFiT39zCGnv8aaRWvx_PwQxo36WvyWLWQUH9l_YXf7ApAbuCHGEDWf2siDlTfqunkZRE14B_8-VzCyHnkaoU2BIlAOZ5T8zHHLPGEJPPjGRrwA/s1600/25102010014.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik6RJnFyVKfX4mz9Pu2oC-CmcC1XahnNFiT39zCGnv8aaRWvx_PwQxo36WvyWLWQUH9l_YXf7ApAbuCHGEDWf2siDlTfqunkZRE14B_8-VzCyHnkaoU2BIlAOZ5T8zHHLPGEJPPjGRrwA/s400/25102010014.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531968286305410162" /></a>And get hurt too... Some more, it was at middle finger... really fxxk... =.=<div>My supervisor gave me a plaster. Hahax...</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVZyCD1JOR7kvhxeg3Wy1UfwcMKjg19gqWn7lGtewyx1N0dwLN4C5Yq6O6_GNg6Lt3DXTwtJbzjx5qUCs7HAy_T54iHsAVLf0usJdijHYmq54bkkpVL9C4DILmJh8Pw9m9_cIvKSfpQyI/s1600/25102010015.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVZyCD1JOR7kvhxeg3Wy1UfwcMKjg19gqWn7lGtewyx1N0dwLN4C5Yq6O6_GNg6Lt3DXTwtJbzjx5qUCs7HAy_T54iHsAVLf0usJdijHYmq54bkkpVL9C4DILmJh8Pw9m9_cIvKSfpQyI/s400/25102010015.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531968275988419074" /></a><div><div>Since I entered university, I was so used to break glassware in lab. Most of time were due to slippery of my hands. Too bad... :-(</div></div>The Khanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14594898980525417572noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051879462088268094.post-75420077804393198102010-10-13T21:46:00.003+08:002010-10-18T23:41:17.492+08:00A song made me think of her...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUxJmSVIZpY52JaxrsU5x6Jvt_p899012qR7wgY4bPNVfGUuylM-faZmF3wxU5Hx0W49GlU0ysaBRYE1OzHwoSQ_v3Z3MtVmp4JGOGaQ-MI7_Htpc5-VfuEqBDyhjLrY4huZ7x_7nEemM/s1600/DSC07089.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUxJmSVIZpY52JaxrsU5x6Jvt_p899012qR7wgY4bPNVfGUuylM-faZmF3wxU5Hx0W49GlU0ysaBRYE1OzHwoSQ_v3Z3MtVmp4JGOGaQ-MI7_Htpc5-VfuEqBDyhjLrY4huZ7x_7nEemM/s320/DSC07089.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527522587622070130" /></a><br />Today... when on the way to jogging... I feel bored with the CD then I changed another one. Then, this song get played.<div><br /></div><div>Haiz... someone just appeared in my mind. It was her. My ex elder god sis. She had just disappeared in my life. Without a last word.</div><div><br /></div><div>I still remember the last call I received from her was during my hard time at hospital. That time was just after the surgery. I broke my leg during an accident. I was freaking tortured on bed with only little movement of my body allowed. </div><div><br /></div><div>She promised to come and visit me by tomorrow. But then, I had been waiting for all day long. Every shadow that passed through my room's door just gave me a hope on her. 1 hour was like 1 week. Eventually she didn't turn up. The day after, no more response from her no matter how hard I tried to get her.</div><div><br /></div><div>I knew the answer. I just hope the sorrow can be buried deep down to my heart. I don't know why, I just don't hope to erase it. Maybe someday, it will raise to the surface when it needs to...</div><div><br /></div><div>Wish you are happy and healthy... </div>The Khanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14594898980525417572noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051879462088268094.post-28287444878470576402010-10-10T11:22:00.010+08:002010-10-10T12:37:32.046+08:00Tight feeling when things come to an end...<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">It's has been some times I didn't update ya~</div><div><br /></div><div>From the final exam finished, until the 1st week of internship... I wanna conclude all here...</div><div><br /></div><div>The events flow is like this: Hang out after finished exam, then trip to genting n kl with dino family, then back ipoh start my internship...</div><div>It meant a lot a lot to me... Great memories... I will never ever forget these sweet memories!!!</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuxB_F4pIh5AmxO1YR9IgxfycYgZ5_zHuCNBvRFREj_leyJHhKo49DbxACd2r41ROdAnRgDnNA-9XqVIzBSquIKKzp2aIHPq-2Ra0nOoNK0Umo4peCJAlMSOO1WP6ALrNergecykrCRN0/s1600/64623_452860069259_694374259_5228503_803971_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuxB_F4pIh5AmxO1YR9IgxfycYgZ5_zHuCNBvRFREj_leyJHhKo49DbxACd2r41ROdAnRgDnNA-9XqVIzBSquIKKzp2aIHPq-2Ra0nOoNK0Umo4peCJAlMSOO1WP6ALrNergecykrCRN0/s400/64623_452860069259_694374259_5228503_803971_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526261806681226978" /></a>She is my thin girl... Damn miss u...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7-gv3deKTyVq5t2LTh3gOTTmlhfUFJsVkElEkYzbzl3Frcv-TzY6Goh2tSRN_6Ts17zhA7b__tIkMYXgBclBHhWW7S2folu5xjsRK5Hxl6e6nMeN7vDQpFXheCSvGN8IVbwtG7MVc-eE/s1600/66545_452859364259_694374259_5228487_4082262_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7-gv3deKTyVq5t2LTh3gOTTmlhfUFJsVkElEkYzbzl3Frcv-TzY6Goh2tSRN_6Ts17zhA7b__tIkMYXgBclBHhWW7S2folu5xjsRK5Hxl6e6nMeN7vDQpFXheCSvGN8IVbwtG7MVc-eE/s400/66545_452859364259_694374259_5228487_4082262_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526261801634721970" /></a>My greatest friend... damn mis u too~<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTdroESkaEdPa8iW1MviPbDmhe98nFkqiFp-Woo4rvhnjTe1qf2JkssoGCfVl0igGdcbWYcpfU7-o3GE7k0ZpvOoRgOiQYeSSyMqt0keSgVTlg0YiBmD-yI3IhmuMvl9dRPtcllnMqG4g/s1600/66870_452859664259_694374259_5228494_679667_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTdroESkaEdPa8iW1MviPbDmhe98nFkqiFp-Woo4rvhnjTe1qf2JkssoGCfVl0igGdcbWYcpfU7-o3GE7k0ZpvOoRgOiQYeSSyMqt0keSgVTlg0YiBmD-yI3IhmuMvl9dRPtcllnMqG4g/s400/66870_452859664259_694374259_5228494_679667_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526261537991381858" /></a><div><div style="text-align: left;">The last picture we took at 1506... :'( a lot of memories inside 1506!!!</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTdroESkaEdPa8iW1MviPbDmhe98nFkqiFp-Woo4rvhnjTe1qf2JkssoGCfVl0igGdcbWYcpfU7-o3GE7k0ZpvOoRgOiQYeSSyMqt0keSgVTlg0YiBmD-yI3IhmuMvl9dRPtcllnMqG4g/s1600/66870_452859664259_694374259_5228494_679667_n.jpg"></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj91fFkiXx8hchrEydC6ArewaUj-ErxpPKTpHXFizzABwrwuenL146s8MakYioWyAjacBLsIIilqaAGEzOMMDno7uTTZxkjEmfmBQD5AuQ4Wc8nSx-ceGa2WSBQWigxIjGLolt3hn9wzRo/s1600/63077_452994183504_673313504_5472671_5061198_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj91fFkiXx8hchrEydC6ArewaUj-ErxpPKTpHXFizzABwrwuenL146s8MakYioWyAjacBLsIIilqaAGEzOMMDno7uTTZxkjEmfmBQD5AuQ4Wc8nSx-ceGa2WSBQWigxIjGLolt3hn9wzRo/s400/63077_452994183504_673313504_5472671_5061198_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526261526513447058" /></a>10 persons squeezed inside a super duplex room... U can see they r addicted to gambling...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAR7b4vw8nNbY5jfrbQh-Qght9dCDKIn2MIwFqG0hzjxY3zWnPh7Y3ucE9fngbaX1d6yi6HB540BDBv2tYJRe11-s1nBDT3otIig-TWgacwheEPwFtIVp9xFKQrXxJfYehSF6i1g-Zuhw/s1600/62458_157201860968492_100000360365118_353588_6773491_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAR7b4vw8nNbY5jfrbQh-Qght9dCDKIn2MIwFqG0hzjxY3zWnPh7Y3ucE9fngbaX1d6yi6HB540BDBv2tYJRe11-s1nBDT3otIig-TWgacwheEPwFtIVp9xFKQrXxJfYehSF6i1g-Zuhw/s400/62458_157201860968492_100000360365118_353588_6773491_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526261522441597794" /></a>Last station at KL, after all, we are going to leave!!! somebody cried that moment...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX5YKiJD4WV16UQpZ-OeC0xdUgzJZ7qXE4uVfqHm2InrWsSaFLQeHgNjtutYr5KAHvqIlkQNsj0KgV37svKH7-Ee6WbhUrqfBNEwwQfBY1mcDDipz0ereeNIDm5xYBShnDMLmOcUlCrPc/s1600/62379_449350954259_694374259_5167468_6176443_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX5YKiJD4WV16UQpZ-OeC0xdUgzJZ7qXE4uVfqHm2InrWsSaFLQeHgNjtutYr5KAHvqIlkQNsj0KgV37svKH7-Ee6WbhUrqfBNEwwQfBY1mcDDipz0ereeNIDm5xYBShnDMLmOcUlCrPc/s400/62379_449350954259_694374259_5167468_6176443_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526261517505253986" /></a>Nice shoot + nice post~!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYaVrW6A4m3X5UMLc7YLORVlxnILiEo3Hd6mKg31KLXzqFVwxpg2lGzj91ZaOQ_sGdAYq9u0tX9SohW7Ww9IguhJjqqF8emmHtn3qvaMR5l82YPluJgKqLNgVDCalX-dTgNrM1EEGQxgM/s1600/62311_449321999259_694374259_5166815_1351002_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYaVrW6A4m3X5UMLc7YLORVlxnILiEo3Hd6mKg31KLXzqFVwxpg2lGzj91ZaOQ_sGdAYq9u0tX9SohW7Ww9IguhJjqqF8emmHtn3qvaMR5l82YPluJgKqLNgVDCalX-dTgNrM1EEGQxgM/s400/62311_449321999259_694374259_5166815_1351002_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526261517789448098" /></a>It was in a susiddent (suddenly incident)... 2 clowns invited me to performance with them at genting 1st world hotel lobby.. So i just jam little with them.. fun ya~ ^^<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirTg8N-2h8Hu43ykQ1Tk9HYq6pJOpWA4HspgzZ33rfC5rq4yyPrhsHn2stXVpXZmnu6AfeazianLO8jYw0qTZLi8GefLJMxCQw0zSAwSe0qBhy9m81Negk_qf-QHRBChLJ3UveXjQsYLQ/s1600/62235_449351434259_694374259_5167481_3374760_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirTg8N-2h8Hu43ykQ1Tk9HYq6pJOpWA4HspgzZ33rfC5rq4yyPrhsHn2stXVpXZmnu6AfeazianLO8jYw0qTZLi8GefLJMxCQw0zSAwSe0qBhy9m81Negk_qf-QHRBChLJ3UveXjQsYLQ/s400/62235_449351434259_694374259_5167481_3374760_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526261308772474962" /></a>I love this.. I can feel it from all their smiles...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRAIg9qKZByFPoG3itGtLB1MzCIJ1kM3zIIgeu5C65vsWDLs6UbkVoYJ9ZKqRDPPgVFNJpNo61Qa1L13mZepyHRPklNWBIu8GeUhYBe644kn88GGnbBiXwpLriMEPyBcRiPME4wU5R8oY/s1600/62148_449343499259_694374259_5167289_4264735_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRAIg9qKZByFPoG3itGtLB1MzCIJ1kM3zIIgeu5C65vsWDLs6UbkVoYJ9ZKqRDPPgVFNJpNo61Qa1L13mZepyHRPklNWBIu8GeUhYBe644kn88GGnbBiXwpLriMEPyBcRiPME4wU5R8oY/s400/62148_449343499259_694374259_5167289_4264735_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526261302632604882" /></a>we were packing to leave hotel at genting...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuwD4cOhegW9729nJbqTJKCTJ6rtmvKDzOJiBA5czH45_yXT45-Oko7NcWs2nNCihyphenhyphenGo9GWjx0e9U7IFHHg4aegV6kJDtKkTPsdW9mF-Tz8gkYD1ZCOmKHtoFivpWUmVf5JWmZl-0pGQg/s1600/61220_449322714259_694374259_5166837_6484880_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuwD4cOhegW9729nJbqTJKCTJ6rtmvKDzOJiBA5czH45_yXT45-Oko7NcWs2nNCihyphenhyphenGo9GWjx0e9U7IFHHg4aegV6kJDtKkTPsdW9mF-Tz8gkYD1ZCOmKHtoFivpWUmVf5JWmZl-0pGQg/s400/61220_449322714259_694374259_5166837_6484880_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526261293512159042" /></a>So I took a picture with them.. nice memory... I like clown actually... It makes people smile... :D<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwqJ7NBnWAEh4_0LI-73_1LIVJ6rGd06B5RSwp40lRQRj9DNnwD0_ODjsE72Th_J6Kf1ZaHJASPgyOfx1D-Fc3RbAKEZnPCTqr4k0fjiRgsnMAKnycj-qgVc2kZpZ8C6k4hvOKxPpwuHY/s1600/40715_452860714259_694374259_5228522_2371644_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwqJ7NBnWAEh4_0LI-73_1LIVJ6rGd06B5RSwp40lRQRj9DNnwD0_ODjsE72Th_J6Kf1ZaHJASPgyOfx1D-Fc3RbAKEZnPCTqr4k0fjiRgsnMAKnycj-qgVc2kZpZ8C6k4hvOKxPpwuHY/s400/40715_452860714259_694374259_5228522_2371644_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526261287500068066" /></a>This is a very good shoot... Can u feel it?!?!</div><div>I was behind with a girl poking each other... wakakakaz...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3sGXqGVrZG9UMjmQD7P2iyC5VEIfYfjmWiCqzpwqMT9fJOR7p-a_q5ARxD4RVNVyGoNfPNSI88vuGdJaPVm3Ju6CjTGyPA5uupxb_LhknbFhCLdyBD3ywkGdNFPbWNzQEiDMklsfRvuc/s1600/36145_157201417635203_100000360365118_353580_2980094_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3sGXqGVrZG9UMjmQD7P2iyC5VEIfYfjmWiCqzpwqMT9fJOR7p-a_q5ARxD4RVNVyGoNfPNSI88vuGdJaPVm3Ju6CjTGyPA5uupxb_LhknbFhCLdyBD3ywkGdNFPbWNzQEiDMklsfRvuc/s400/36145_157201417635203_100000360365118_353580_2980094_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526261285762529954" /></a>Midvalley, we sang K n shopping there.. was a touching memories.. somebody cried when leaving... But I quite regret not to hug some...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkrjkk4A8F1FvbIooWgbvCKDgXc8QvFG2byYO6SnkCsTvug_aPoJHkNUSmMg76HjCN00BUBvMAuj6uvkK4TZkktcJiN7pghprFMaOB0NaBLFU53uPvHSeU-z3XbpM7gelUrhc_h4IeByM/s1600/34690_449318714259_694374259_5166725_6317173_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkrjkk4A8F1FvbIooWgbvCKDgXc8QvFG2byYO6SnkCsTvug_aPoJHkNUSmMg76HjCN00BUBvMAuj6uvkK4TZkktcJiN7pghprFMaOB0NaBLFU53uPvHSeU-z3XbpM7gelUrhc_h4IeByM/s400/34690_449318714259_694374259_5166725_6317173_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526260932153562050" /></a>1st station when we reached kl for breakfast... this is 10 of us going to genting...</div><div>From kampar -> ktm -> kl sentral -> monorail (1st time I sit on) -> titiwangsa -> Genting!!!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAV1d1MgBbIN1XmdCfoDdzCu-AYggohL0b2uc6OqF3fpahftJpZZ3kdwPfcC3wNwg6eGTEWj2i0qcL2GVzgr_4e1h4t5sNXr87Ft5MdaHpdSIZREroNObYIe4IDUQUmc6J3vjqltZFnD4/s1600/34406_449323789259_694374259_5166865_7711101_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAV1d1MgBbIN1XmdCfoDdzCu-AYggohL0b2uc6OqF3fpahftJpZZ3kdwPfcC3wNwg6eGTEWj2i0qcL2GVzgr_4e1h4t5sNXr87Ft5MdaHpdSIZREroNObYIe4IDUQUmc6J3vjqltZFnD4/s400/34406_449323789259_694374259_5166865_7711101_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526260923580268850" /></a>Miss u guys very much~<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0UojXkG_YEqqtVdfbBZk_PrK4jQmcE_kDJs7pVcbdhEyMjBbltTkB3yyTrFiu4cmvRFrOh8F3MhB4699sExmskQ4SmvXnmtYR9f-V9PLta3ciJXjg80AQzshFFpiPJOPXJeq6YSajmEQ/s1600/33661_452867664259_694374259_5228699_5593949_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0UojXkG_YEqqtVdfbBZk_PrK4jQmcE_kDJs7pVcbdhEyMjBbltTkB3yyTrFiu4cmvRFrOh8F3MhB4699sExmskQ4SmvXnmtYR9f-V9PLta3ciJXjg80AQzshFFpiPJOPXJeq6YSajmEQ/s400/33661_452867664259_694374259_5228699_5593949_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526260922777944018" /></a>Happy moment~! Wish u all healthy always...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWGjLxvxdd_0bE5FUUFboxajPMSGYhoSphS4DJQGBZq_F1UOtSsNuA0X6WRHDgn8GXlSWIzUziFu5KwgSvgVfDGqQVLPsSTBTKSBa0tBXzlPZfAdgpVbuqrTx_U8D0HSEkudqpU-gQNvQ/s1600/33617_453005733504_673313504_5472980_3096198_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWGjLxvxdd_0bE5FUUFboxajPMSGYhoSphS4DJQGBZq_F1UOtSsNuA0X6WRHDgn8GXlSWIzUziFu5KwgSvgVfDGqQVLPsSTBTKSBa0tBXzlPZfAdgpVbuqrTx_U8D0HSEkudqpU-gQNvQ/s400/33617_453005733504_673313504_5472980_3096198_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526260918446174930" /></a>This is the center of bonding among us... built up of people from 4 houses at kampar westlake home during university life. Each of us got a mini dino (as u can see the green color thing) and one day we all will stick it back to the big dino! This is the great MEMORIES OF DINO FAMILY...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBLOBM084xqF3wN6uowe_LPNTvQ_TH4Nr68ow3-OAqRdl38fTP-sPoNPshi0jbLQ83RKKIRiuZoVzWI0uAB_5K3OPQClbY0GN5KKZPBo8kzztUINeAwY9ZaKpOhN9BNXrFBJqZSLY5Cjs/s1600/33547_449323644259_694374259_5166862_2779230_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBLOBM084xqF3wN6uowe_LPNTvQ_TH4Nr68ow3-OAqRdl38fTP-sPoNPshi0jbLQ83RKKIRiuZoVzWI0uAB_5K3OPQClbY0GN5KKZPBo8kzztUINeAwY9ZaKpOhN9BNXrFBJqZSLY5Cjs/s400/33547_449323644259_694374259_5166862_2779230_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526260912244671922" /></a>Happy happy genting trip... :D </div><div><br /><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaBxDziPZRMVntPNLCTu4e1o-iVQ5h4zwy1pyyxVEGsw3zW3mlfXBfDDfsxe-Wiv4z6VX-SFAvNawuernM67a2W2R9ACuWS9mjS9lS4Rz8M1h-eIb4C0pwfAHcRCfsmqzZuyqDqgrMz-A/s400/06102010128.jpg" /></div><div>After the 1st week of internship, it was quite ok.. just busy all the time n keep on learning new things. My supervisor quite nice.. I'll have my internship at Ipoh until X'mas eve... </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Everyone in dino family is graduated, but not me, I'm the only one have to go back Kampar n continue the university life. When the moment everyone was leaving, I actually cried hard inside my heart... Kind of missing them... Hope i don't feel empty when get back to Kampar. I will take it as a brand new beginning... See u guys at March, Convo~~~ I'll bring the big dino for u all to stick on it n we all will be wearing our own dino T-shirt!!! So stay healthy everyone... I'm waiting for that!!!</span></div></div>The Khanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14594898980525417572noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051879462088268094.post-45817646803452160902010-09-14T10:15:00.000+08:002010-09-14T10:15:00.103+08:00The Obama's Burger!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD1lAz735pgYrEeymZSadymqPIrBY2PzqMFe6HFyVp0wG-10Yzewt9bFmPcz3knMsxjjlb4nX4Y1nI0CMmgbpeCYsZXRVFzBeM3grVUy87XAcNzJOBbgV8tOzoTuAdB4Uf7xkbeLZ6K-U/s1600/Slide1.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD1lAz735pgYrEeymZSadymqPIrBY2PzqMFe6HFyVp0wG-10Yzewt9bFmPcz3knMsxjjlb4nX4Y1nI0CMmgbpeCYsZXRVFzBeM3grVUy87XAcNzJOBbgV8tOzoTuAdB4Uf7xkbeLZ6K-U/s400/Slide1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516585671282379298" /></a>It's seriously nice!!! You can find it at VEGAS located at Kampar, Perak.The Khanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14594898980525417572noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051879462088268094.post-14559387033589632192010-09-10T03:30:00.001+08:002010-09-10T03:38:43.127+08:00The lecture notes are thick, but the initiative is thin.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg968SQeVJX-jyEu34py3PARzGYHySYYdC3L4kOfTh57xfCv5B1dyb8fQUcH2eZayp7Tx8K4MwT952e40ainsAIEJr3s8h_KBRFVY2c05kaQTCjZysvsWTQZjqB_MRFzObl0UcjmM6cVzI/s1600/DSC07034.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg968SQeVJX-jyEu34py3PARzGYHySYYdC3L4kOfTh57xfCv5B1dyb8fQUcH2eZayp7Tx8K4MwT952e40ainsAIEJr3s8h_KBRFVY2c05kaQTCjZysvsWTQZjqB_MRFzObl0UcjmM6cVzI/s400/DSC07034.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514518805543285250" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#663300;">It has been in the study week, but yet, things are not going well. The mood of study is not tense, the living style is deviated, and the self-motivation is fading away...</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#663300;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#663300;">My house couldn't access to internet due to some installation problem. So ended up study and online at McD. Beside was the picture captured during the time at McD.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#663300;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#663300;">The will I can fully concentrate myself on notes is getting less. This is a bad sign. Undeniable, the intention for me to get better result is getting less and less. Once you realize that almost all the things you learn in university are hardly applied to the real society, you will no longer got that motivation. Study is inevitable for a student. But still, I know I'm going to learn more things other than academic stuff, and this makes me become moodless on studying.</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Haiz... Really trying to get back to the study mood. But, where is my motivation? </span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYJJEtqsc4WMexmcZBuv6Hn2sCLIILyJAwp7qEYT-syMzy_mW9Z0cuL3L56vOWTc9-F7ICzFywgVn7MGL20uZfSnuQIN1Ldgsc0ZC7u4U43-4GYHCb4p4uAYxvHPNvPMOjOX9WqIXARKQ/s200/DSC07049.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514691183101029074" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999900;">The lecture notes are thick, but the initiative is thin.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999900;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999900;">I really have to seriously think to myself.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999900;">When every time I said to myself: "It's time to study."</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999900;">No doubt there is another voice behind my head saying that: "You have to memorize those bored and rigid theories. Are you sure you can apply what you have memorized? Is this really what you want? </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999900;">Then I'll say to myself: "Why I'm here to do all these?!"</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999900;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999900;">Hold on, when I get studied in university, I learnt things. Then why I'm here? To learn things!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999900;">Am I doing all these to learn things? Yea, I'm, then why I'm not interested in studying? Now I see, it's because of the things I learned not very suit me. That is why...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999900;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999900;">I think I have to be clear, there is no perfect place to give offers for you to learn everything as you wish... Am I right? </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjovc7V79aZj9kL1C5MFmfElFpV2nqNkx3C-ypAoApm7jcN20M0FPv5UKuAo1qh-if4jXoJGXQeD7cumvT2mM5BkDln15ArNKM5Jl8We0B56e-gIwYlSGQb5RL-XAgefCuvBFdbfbcL6Eo/s1600/DSC07051.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjovc7V79aZj9kL1C5MFmfElFpV2nqNkx3C-ypAoApm7jcN20M0FPv5UKuAo1qh-if4jXoJGXQeD7cumvT2mM5BkDln15ArNKM5Jl8We0B56e-gIwYlSGQb5RL-XAgefCuvBFdbfbcL6Eo/s200/DSC07051.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514691189680694434" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /></a></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;">With different places and different people, we then deal with different things and people. Everything that surrounds you isn't gonna go the way as you like but as they are. They only make changes according to their nature of balance.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;">Well, we then got no point of blaming them. Now I see, I'm blaming the things I'm studying. I'm finding excuses to run away from the hard time. I'm becoming very bad. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;">Look at the window, out there are the things that aren't gonna to take changes for me. But I always have choices to make inside window here.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;">I wanted to stand strong when one day I go outside the window. There are my dreams out there, there are journeys which I wanted and there are something waiting for me to achieve one day. If today I don't prepare a way for them, if today I still live with weak determination, if today I'm lazy and moodless, the day will never come.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;">If today I'm still blaming on such a little small thing, the "something" out there will be saying that:</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;"> It's your choice...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;"> It's okay if you say NO. I would have just disappeared...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;"> But if u say YES, then I'm yours...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;">Yea, it's my choice... :-) I know what I'll choose... :-D</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">The lecture notes are thick, but my dreams are indispensable!!!</span></div>The Khanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14594898980525417572noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051879462088268094.post-15933763064931926382010-09-05T09:14:00.004+08:002010-09-05T14:53:31.764+08:00"Pray For You"<div>Check out the video below:</div><div><br /></div><div><u><i><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=atBg9zLI2bA">Pray For You</a></i></u><br /><br /></div><div>A damn nice song for those just broke up... Another way to release stress. Haha...</div><div>I gonna learn this song and sing it with guitar~</div><div><br /></div><div>Here is the lyric:</div><div><br /></div><div><div><u>Pray For You - Jaron And The Long Road To Love</u></div><div><br /></div><div>I havent been to church since I don’t remember when</div><div>Things were goin’ great ‘til they fell apart again</div><div>So I listened to the preacher as he told me what to do</div><div>He said you can’t go hatin’ others who have done wrong to you</div><div>Sometimes we get angry, but we must not condemn</div><div>Let the good Lord do His job and you just pray for them</div><div><br /></div><div>I pray your brakes go out runnin’ down a hill</div><div>I pray a flowerpot falls from a window sill and knocks you in the head like I’d like to</div><div>I pray your birthday comes and nobody calls</div><div>I pray you’re flyin’ high when your engine stalls</div><div>I pray all your dreams never come true</div><div>Just know where ever you are honey, I pray for you</div><div><br /></div><div>I’m really glad I found my way to church</div><div>‘Cause I’m already feelin’ better and I thank God for the words</div><div>Yeah I’m goin’to take the high road</div><div>And do what the preacher told me to do</div><div>You keep messin’ up and I’ll keep prayin’ for you</div><div><br /></div><div>I pray your tire blows out at 100 and 10</div><div>I pray you pass out drunk with your best friend and wake up with his and her tattoos</div><div><br /></div><div>I pray your brakes go out runnin’ down a hill</div><div>I pray a flowerpot falls from a window sill and knocks you in the head like I’d like to</div><div>I pray your birthday comes and nobody calls</div><div>I pray you’re flyin’ high when your engine stalls</div><div>I pray all your dreams never come true</div><div>Just know wherever you are, near or far, in your house or in your car, </div><div>wherever you are honey, I pray for you.</div></div><div><br /></div>The Khanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14594898980525417572noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051879462088268094.post-35790344780237470062010-09-02T23:00:00.000+08:002010-09-02T23:03:02.360+08:00Crazy assignment class...It called as assignment, actually it was a open book quiz.<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">We brought our books and notes, share to each other. But one of my friends brought his laptop to class! Haha... but the moment, I wasn't only open book, it was open internet too!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">In fact, the assignment was designed that there cannot be any discussion. But we just didn't bother, we shared information and asked questions to each other. Lucky the lecture just closed one of his eye. :-p</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">Besides, we also fully utilized the technology. Because some of our friends sit quite far from our discussion group, after we get the answers, we took picture down and sent to them through bluetooth. Wahahaha.. Below is an example...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0-La94YyrfLdzj9cm5fW0JbTVDapEs9MeABBi_s_j2vHnfrC6-UgyxfZBpVDCGehLRiitO_bGol5-Ey6pHlX-EqGTmK24433cGgJItp3FQ-SFqe7hk-j9xBYdkCPhSvDHV40ub1_5OuY/s1600/DSC00611.jpg"><br /></a></span></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0-La94YyrfLdzj9cm5fW0JbTVDapEs9MeABBi_s_j2vHnfrC6-UgyxfZBpVDCGehLRiitO_bGol5-Ey6pHlX-EqGTmK24433cGgJItp3FQ-SFqe7hk-j9xBYdkCPhSvDHV40ub1_5OuY/s1600/DSC00611.jpg"><br /></a><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0-La94YyrfLdzj9cm5fW0JbTVDapEs9MeABBi_s_j2vHnfrC6-UgyxfZBpVDCGehLRiitO_bGol5-Ey6pHlX-EqGTmK24433cGgJItp3FQ-SFqe7hk-j9xBYdkCPhSvDHV40ub1_5OuY/s1600/DSC00611.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0-La94YyrfLdzj9cm5fW0JbTVDapEs9MeABBi_s_j2vHnfrC6-UgyxfZBpVDCGehLRiitO_bGol5-Ey6pHlX-EqGTmK24433cGgJItp3FQ-SFqe7hk-j9xBYdkCPhSvDHV40ub1_5OuY/s400/DSC00611.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512325762541633506" /></a></div></div><div>We seriously broke the rules, it was considered too over, but we just did it! :-p </div><div>The lecturer just speechless when we used the internet to find answers. Haha... </div><div>But the end of the assignment, we even pass through our answer sheets around for others to copy. The lecturer saw it clearly but then, he just ignored. Haha... he is really kind!</div><div>In fact, the questions really hard, solely with books and notes, half of the answers couldn't be found. Lucky we got the internet! Our juniors also need answers from us, cause they couldn't access to internet that moment... Somehow, we just helped.</div><div>It was crazy and fun~ ^^ Great memories. </div><div>Thanks to that of my friend who brought laptop for the assignment.</div>The Khanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14594898980525417572noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051879462088268094.post-72307957528053550122010-08-28T05:05:00.000+08:002010-08-28T05:05:52.209+08:00As usual...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC-zclRPkGAX_suqo2lI6yR53XGet8DP_EPMiT8ux0lBU2M4UcPRRF-s5nxI6wbchgmu4PrNszRRhyphenhyphenyGqpabcWDjX6C7J0qeT40uClJ4JP0O05qMn6GPFjtAWkDV4_iqp2Pmd5xSkYZEE/s1600/DSC07000.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC-zclRPkGAX_suqo2lI6yR53XGet8DP_EPMiT8ux0lBU2M4UcPRRF-s5nxI6wbchgmu4PrNszRRhyphenhyphenyGqpabcWDjX6C7J0qeT40uClJ4JP0O05qMn6GPFjtAWkDV4_iqp2Pmd5xSkYZEE/s320/DSC07000.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510181221937618978" /></a>The best thing about tonight is that I remained passive.<div><br /></div><div>We had drinks & talks at Ipoh.</div><div>As usual, I'm the one who has been considered as "He's still studying, he doesn't know anything much about the real society" </div><div>Simply because of I'm the only one who is still studying. </div><div><br /></div><div>But I feel that being like this is a better role among my best friends, there is no point to give so much of views in front of them without real experience. In fact, I experienced, it is just that the things I experienced and interpreted are totally different from them. There are contrast indeed.</div><div><br /></div><div>Everyone has different thoughts. The concept of building up future is different. There were some topics where we had the same views, but when it went into real action, it became different. Why I use the word "different"? I'm just crystal clear about the "difference", I will become an <i>alien</i> among them if I tell them what my real thoughts are. For them, I'm the only one who has not come out to work (In fact I was the one who went out to work earlier than them [with my father]). So if I tell them about my views, they just think: "Aiya, when you go out to work like us, then only you know la. You talk to much also not practical." (Because of have not go out work right?) Sigh~~~ </div><div><br /></div><div>I initiative went outside world to talk to different people. Found things to work also. But I tell them non of the things I worked with. The reason is I don't want them to stop and discourage me, because they have different thoughts with me! Besides, what I worked with is the things they might no like it. At the meanwhile, I think the experience I got still far more not enough to get what my want, cause the major thing I want need an extra strong foundation. I analyzed the things I get from people, keep asking why, how, why, how, whyyyyyy? & howwwwww??? I had interpreted things from different angles, and I don't think that is enough, I want more "big angles"! I want see the picture as whole then only as least I get satisfied. </div><div><br /></div><div>Nevertheless, I think it's good for me to remain passive and listen to them all the while. As least, I'm like usual, I absorb what they said, then I get more knowledge on it. It's fine for me to be like a stupid or "he's still studying, he doesn't know anything much". Because I'm still the benefit one.</div><div><br /></div><div>However, I feel good to be with them. Love you all~</div>The Khanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14594898980525417572noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051879462088268094.post-77213253609845619932010-08-26T22:21:00.003+08:002010-08-26T22:27:28.864+08:00Pool stucking...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhocjEJawnCSF-C37R3Vw9tYy3ofpgACrjRWCaD7KOL0eG7KXGOrQXcpB3UldesgsOimRUtvIEEZSrjcXjgC0jqABSI3gnlFrePaBhzyNDnk0UGSM2weRatS_2dhdoKrlGWaDaINY8T1vA/s1600/DSC06997.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhocjEJawnCSF-C37R3Vw9tYy3ofpgACrjRWCaD7KOL0eG7KXGOrQXcpB3UldesgsOimRUtvIEEZSrjcXjgC0jqABSI3gnlFrePaBhzyNDnk0UGSM2weRatS_2dhdoKrlGWaDaINY8T1vA/s320/DSC06997.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509723722891077954" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgasNYZH424raa3fZt8PeCG3ajWZssTEstAhiyfOcS4W_Owfb6pghbODZtcjz-Jy0xV9Z-Y0tL7wDQor02HKsfJGe8eeeYtlq2rI5rvAIHPSuRhDRmtdjy3uc4WaMV564rthcfv82DuirM/s1600/DSC06995.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgasNYZH424raa3fZt8PeCG3ajWZssTEstAhiyfOcS4W_Owfb6pghbODZtcjz-Jy0xV9Z-Y0tL7wDQor02HKsfJGe8eeeYtlq2rI5rvAIHPSuRhDRmtdjy3uc4WaMV564rthcfv82DuirM/s320/DSC06995.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509723714946846546" /></a>These are damn situation on pool... Ah~~~~ how to cue it?<div>There are things in life like this... challenging... It depends on how u cue your dilemma...</div>The Khanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14594898980525417572noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051879462088268094.post-1784068066144916142010-08-26T13:04:00.003+08:002010-08-26T13:10:14.086+08:00My best Muslinese girl<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8IO7aQXgD-GGCvWbdkfA3rxotR6U84TMiZYukhWv5L4lCEoVEZb7RCRUsg_ZsqMKTlsYV1sUIEwV6AmOFJyTMS-GcfbNP3flshv3bBNSSaOXlLLu2-7PA77QxqDQkaFrGaOqEPzR3BUo/s1600/DSC06974.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8IO7aQXgD-GGCvWbdkfA3rxotR6U84TMiZYukhWv5L4lCEoVEZb7RCRUsg_ZsqMKTlsYV1sUIEwV6AmOFJyTMS-GcfbNP3flshv3bBNSSaOXlLLu2-7PA77QxqDQkaFrGaOqEPzR3BUo/s320/DSC06974.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509580265795570050" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCZGpVbXRgoS5hqpA4ZATS7mJEMvztOeu1CPuOcUoPMe2wluJGSWp3NX-PEZTZy3HLKnvhDsk4ckFXuYsUXLV_DSisg6gOK2j_w0Ip95GkuEHYLMoF0J05RCiG1JdSH2sG0-xCZCfhBKY/s1600/DSC06973.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCZGpVbXRgoS5hqpA4ZATS7mJEMvztOeu1CPuOcUoPMe2wluJGSWp3NX-PEZTZy3HLKnvhDsk4ckFXuYsUXLV_DSisg6gOK2j_w0Ip95GkuEHYLMoF0J05RCiG1JdSH2sG0-xCZCfhBKY/s320/DSC06973.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509580255501526018" /></a>She is my best best Mulism-Chinese girl.<div>Haha.. I'm just kidding, she is purely a chinese girl, just because she doesn't like to eat pork, so I call her ask Mulisnese.</div><div>I'm just suprised that this is her 1st time having "Dim Sum" in her life. Her virgin is on us (our classmates) at Ipoh. Haha! </div><div>As you can see on the dish, she seperated out the pork that she doesn't want. For me, I'm kind of pity on her, cause pork is just nice!!!</div>The Khanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14594898980525417572noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051879462088268094.post-59907983107518678512010-08-26T13:00:00.001+08:002010-08-26T13:02:48.020+08:00Gossip-Lab<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK0Rb7evOJbv-MPYpavLXN4UxNcj0UOGRSLXnlNPzFsFsmqFm7Qu8hJcQPVKpb8r1yD2WXecn44wg6331NRAVXi0nCedxD9N_dlE6RsBCF2GulTRgV3YznbOyMP6lexKTEvPujr2XCwoU/s1600/DSC06966.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK0Rb7evOJbv-MPYpavLXN4UxNcj0UOGRSLXnlNPzFsFsmqFm7Qu8hJcQPVKpb8r1yD2WXecn44wg6331NRAVXi0nCedxD9N_dlE6RsBCF2GulTRgV3YznbOyMP6lexKTEvPujr2XCwoU/s200/DSC06966.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509577868237526994" /></a>This is what chemist will do in university life.<br /><br /><div>They are my classmates, when it experiment is getting waited, we all will sit down and start gossip. In other word, doing laboratory works, beside from learning, it serves as platform for relationship development. We gossip gossip until experiment is done. </div><div><br /></div><div>This picture is captured during my year 2 semester 2.</div><div><br /></div><div>For me, it's a good sign, cause we fully utilized our time during lab. :-p</div>The Khanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14594898980525417572noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051879462088268094.post-70588363167296231162009-12-06T02:00:00.002+08:002009-12-06T02:02:03.407+08:00This semester going to a end...Well, this semester is approaching to the end. Right now is the study week, most of friends went home, me too. The street of university going to be silent, and the smell of stress is going to become denser and denser. This is a normal phenomenon in most universities.<br /><br />But for me, the thoughts in my mind are getting complicated, I can sense that. Financial, academic, lovers, friends, capabilities, attitude, all these elements always get streamed in my mind on and off. Life isn't a simple thing when you aim for higher than normal people. However, in detail, I feel that it is not about my goals in my life is higher than others, but is different than others.<br />I don't like being in red sea environment (红海)but being in blue sea(蓝海)in comfortable for me. This is from business term, because I don't like to fight the same things with others but fight different things for myself. This is my life philosophy.<br /><br />Actually I'm sick of working for money but money working for me is better for me. I would like to use all my free times to do something more worth to the mankind and the world. You see the people nowadays working is for their life get the so called money, when they get free space and time, they spend for their own benefits. From working, they bypass their contribution to the society, but in you a serious question asking you that: if you have a chance to not to work, will you? Definitely! I won't! Why we have to work? We have several reason, money, faces, satisfaction, social identiy, and more... but most are for themselves do you notice that? Anyone working for the world? Stupid factor to work for the world right? Haiz... This is the culture that has significant destructive power to collapse the earth...<br />I'm just frustrated with the attitude of egoism for people nowadays...<br /><br />Why involve this topic already ah? =.=<br /><br />Next semester will be my second year, it's more tough as predicted. But I'm not scared at all, I can't wait to get through them indeed. I found an attitude to face all these challenges, it is the energetic attitude. Agree or not? If you're being energetic enough, your mind is be critical, conscious enough and speedy enough...<br /><br />There are a lot of hard time waiting for me to go through out there. It's not just a hard word can describe them, but a misery maybe. I will keep one perception is my mind:<br />~『做中學,錯中修;不要怕,不要悔。』~<br />But hor, if life doesn't has any hard time, will that life be meaningful? Wow, it sounds like I should appreciate each hard time and love them much, it is the source of meaningful and colorful!<br /><br />Since when I being so confused about my writing in my blog ah? The thing is just like there are a lot of things in my gut but don't know how to spell out. Hahax... that is why sometimes my action is faster than my blog....<br /><br />OK la, this sem is going to end, just boost for all my papers. When the sem break starts, I wanna grasp my time to read more books! Enhance my knowledge in investment for passive income. Being unemployed before 30 is my dream and now I'm going for it!!!<br /><br />To everyone I loved: Cherish our life forever~!<br />When a new semester comes, we fight for our life again! Miss you all so much!!!The Khanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14594898980525417572noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051879462088268094.post-67501233860847097682009-12-06T01:30:00.002+08:002009-12-06T02:04:39.758+08:003rd Anniversary with my beloved dear~~~3 years ago from the date and time of 2/12/2006, 2 a.m. Our relation was in love. In the conversation through space (through phone) in a distanced places, but we started out relationship.<br /><br />3 years later and it is now, we still in relationship in loved. There are uncountable arguments and problems we gone through, sorrow and happiness are major parts in our relationship.<br /><br />This year our anniversary was postponed later in one day because the date didn't match out free time. Below are photos taken during our simple and sweet celebration...<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0oGbgmKgc8SFaDKSDAGHt8sPz8DugpKGd133piHVNm0GXTv3gyexIR4QtqOCkLIW9sYWXEzf-4in58ExSpYfQphkEZxVR5So93KgA-ULESOQ-IP-WCYugPQsSfg9KNdPz6Xh4fQI_3_Q/s1600-h/DSC06346.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0oGbgmKgc8SFaDKSDAGHt8sPz8DugpKGd133piHVNm0GXTv3gyexIR4QtqOCkLIW9sYWXEzf-4in58ExSpYfQphkEZxVR5So93KgA-ULESOQ-IP-WCYugPQsSfg9KNdPz6Xh4fQI_3_Q/s200/DSC06346.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411808849220396034" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh18lRw_1Bx_XwBG1FxlyI3hWbEs-fIxsG-6ioNUx6YtlH_XHNeaqEo3Rt-tm953RFoJcmG6itlmMQs3YPqGLLMJSkpDD3H2qHhjYAh_qZzwaeFRfLxCNQax_qak8veb2KM2phyphenhyphenkCaSLDI/s1600-h/DSC06345.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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It was delicious!!! we made this sweet sweet dinner together and enjoyed it slowly. Cheers!!!<br /><br />It was a happy ending...<br /><br />But...<br /><br />When the time I 1st met my gf in westlake (cause she has been fetching me back Ipoh) I was very disappointed. I'm a guy who really don't like to see others bad faces. It is so not respectful for me. Then? we argued again la... Both angry like hell, threw spec some more. Haiz... was me again stepped in a kind manners, taking the initiative to speak softly even though both had wrong in this case. So what? I'm a male, I'm only the one should take initiative to comfort her... So hard to achieve that. I just forget about it, hope it really won't happen again.<br /><br />The financial condition for my gf and me is worst. We can't afford to do many things. I have to ear bread everyday in my uni life also. Haiz... Beauty is the only only important for a female? My gf has been buying shishedo for her beauty without considering future financial planning but on concentrate in beauty. I don't like that. If I take those RM 300 from buying expensive products to go for invest, the return is much more greater, but normal female doesn't notice that. They like to save and save their money just for their beauty. What for? Just for beauty? Is that the everything through out your life? I as her bf, has to help me in financial things. I surely love her, that is why I sincerely willing to spend my money on her life. I know have much more hard to go if I lose control of my financial planning. In fact,. I lost my financial support, but I will to. Because it's solely I love her... Dear, knowledge, personality and inner beauty are richer and valuer than beauty... We cannot too concentrate on a single part in our life. Because it will give rise of unbalance lifestyle...<br /><br />In end, I just have to say, I love you so much, 3 years is a prove for us to stay longer and stonger! Muack!!!!!!The Khanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14594898980525417572noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051879462088268094.post-59678890167141888192009-10-21T10:06:00.003+08:002009-10-21T10:12:22.602+08:00Boring classesThis short sem started already, but most of the classes are bored,making me feel sleepy on classes. Hahax... however, I think this situation will end soon as the assigment things coming on and on...<br /><br />Nice to be here... yesterday gathered with my friends which I met since the orientation of uni of my Jan intake. We ate steamboat and played mafia last night, syoknya~ Most of my kampar family gang not here around, but still have to go on. 1506 is very silent...The Khanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14594898980525417572noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051879462088268094.post-86676217019511183322009-10-18T20:22:00.010+08:002009-10-18T20:54:01.675+08:00New semester begins lu!!! Yeah!!!This is a short semester which consists of only 7 teaching weeks...<br /><br />I have 3 subjects to be studied during this semester i.e. Organization Human Resource (OHR), Interpersonal Communication (IPC) and Introduction to Japanese (JAP). All are my minors... I'm happy because this sem has no report need to do (because no laboratory)!!!<br /><br />This evening when I was packing and tidying my room, I found out a sheet with meaningful contains.<br />-> You don't have to know "How To" before setting the goal. You set the goal and then you will see the "How To"!<br />-> Fear is sometimes a false evidence of appearing things...<br />-> Tomorrow is today!!! (Try to think in detail... Today is tomorrow of yesterday. So today is tomorrow and vice versa)<br />-> When you keep energy to the problem, the problem grows...<br /><br />You know what, sometimes a little statement may make you have a great change. But look out, some of the statements sound meaningful but not necessary true. For example, "能够用钱解决的问题就不是问题啦~" This statement itself has big problem but too many people don't realize that. When you get a statement, it sounds meaningful, but you have to digest it 1st before putting it into your soul.<br /><br />However, I'm so happy about this sem not because it doesn't has report, is actually because of I can study. I know many children or teenagers out there are waiting chances to be educated, but sadly they can't get it. Well now I want grab this great opportunity to study, besides study for the pointer, but rather than the knowledge... 人穷也不能穷知识!The Khanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14594898980525417572noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051879462088268094.post-43085299956941147922009-10-15T10:16:00.000+08:002009-10-15T10:17:10.104+08:00My CE Y1S2 Result...GPA: 2.5125 (From 2.9 dropped to 2.5)<br />CGPA: 2.7188 (From 2.9 dropped to 2.7)<br /><br />The above result accompanied with a grade of F for my Computer paper... Not bad lo. Got a "F" (failed) still can get GPA 2.5, not bad lo...<br /><br />This is the result that I predicted right after I missed my computer paper... GPA 2.5 was I predicted previously can now I get a GPA 2.5125, same lo... I can accept la... With this situation now, I just be satisfied lo... CGPA 2.7188, Left 0.3 to chase back... I can de!!!<br /><br />From another view,<br />As I was a bad boy in secondary school, now turned to be an undergraduate, and also with CGPA near to 3.0, satisfied lo. I know I can do even better, but slowly ba... I'm just 1st year, two more years to go. I can chase back de!!! I want second-upper!!!<br /><br />Here, I wanna thank all people around me encourage me to move on no matter what happens. Thank for those study with me, teach me when I don't understand, especially the physics, hard ah... Dr Lee (my physics lecturer)... I know I made u disappointed as you put your hope on me so much. But I tried my hard to do my physics, the final exam paper just very difficulty, I already tried my best... Hope you understand me. Thank you Chester, KO, Qsun, Lim, SheeLing and many of my classmates, all of you have accompanied me through out those semesters... Now the new semester is nearly to begin, are you ready? I'm ready!!!<br /><br />Beside, thank to everyone that are in the "Family" of my Kampar gang... JJ ah, XinYin ah, too many to mention. Sorry that I made u all a suddent suprise that I missed my computer paper... I never hope this happens again...<br /><br />Overall, satisfied... Hope everyone beside me, no matter what result you get, it's the fact that can't be changed, but the future is something not only to change, is more to create... Look forward my beloved friends!!!The Khanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14594898980525417572noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051879462088268094.post-84824020819632084432009-10-06T23:13:00.000+08:002009-10-06T23:14:26.546+08:002009 October Sem Breaking...Well, I'm semester breaking...<br />Time to rest and rejuvenate!!!<br /><br />When think back about those Computer paper things again la... Haiz... Actually until now, i still can't get the point, the main reason yet... But it's really a time to change... My life style... yea... my life style.. and the major thing is my thoughts...<br /><br />I felt that all friends around me have the same opinion, when I put my personal msg on my msn (I want cover back to CGPA 3.0), All msn friends said that it's not a problem for me... but in fact in the reality... it is "is"...<br /><br />Why???<br /><br />Well, there are many things impede me... but life should be challenging right? No problem comes appear, no learning opportunity... agree?<br />Haiz... somehow... I just can't overcome it... Can't explain here... Not easy to explain here...(lazy to explain ah~!) IT'S JUST I CREATED PROBLEM TO MYSELF...! ARH~~~!<br />waste time, money & energy!!! sick of it!<br /><br />I really want make a clear realization... I don't want the same big mistake appear in my life again!!! I must learn from my mistake!!! <span>錯中修!!!<br />Yea... I should not scared/afraid of it...</span><span>"</span><span>不要怕,不要悔。"</span><span> Because life is a continuous process, time streaming, space obeying...</span><span><br /><br />My next semester is another new semester!!! Another brand new again... new chance... gogogo!!!<br /></span>The Khanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14594898980525417572noreply@blogger.com2