<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:45:09.938-08:00</updated><category term='cooking'/><category term='random notes'/><category term='Dataran merdeka'/><category term='activity'/><category term='poem'/><category term='trave'/><category term='cellphone'/><category term='berperisa'/><category term='The crying lady'/><category term='smoke'/><category term='Family'/><category term='litter'/><category term='Cat puke'/><category term='National Service'/><category term='comic'/><category term='Kampung Bukit Nibong Paya Dalam'/><category term='13 days'/><category term='Recreation and Sports'/><category 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term='Soda'/><category term='venice'/><category term='a lesson i wanna share'/><category term='hot'/><category term='fun'/><category term='menet'/><category term='chicken'/><category term='pikat burung. geopelia striata'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='HPA'/><title type='text'>NAQIUBEX SIDEs OF LIFE!!</title><subtitle type='html'>Reproduction of my life in words and sketch...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-5025581527629790166</id><published>2011-08-02T10:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T10:35:58.776-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='office culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naqiubex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='golf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dota'/><title type='text'>Office Culture: Golf vs Dota</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-Ap0SUDIW0hs/TjgxXUBd1vI/AAAAAAAACNg/owpESAY5Tcg/s1600-h/IMG%25255B6%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG" border="0" alt="IMG" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-BU0zq5e0rSk/TjgxYSR8jkI/AAAAAAAACNk/ZsqKGJnntlU/IMG_thumb%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="514" height="748" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Usually i used a drawing pad.. but because of restrictions and afraid that my drawing pad might get stolen (I leave it at my home). I draw and scanned instead… &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This is mostly about youngsters this days who always play computer games like DOTA or counterstrike.. In the office, sometimes we always see these old timers always spend their time talking about activities such as golf, soccer or what not. If todays youngster took over the office culture the near future.. What do you think it would be like.. LOL&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;BTW… Happy Ramadhan to all! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014029612753701886-5025581527629790166?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/5025581527629790166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=5025581527629790166' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/5025581527629790166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/5025581527629790166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2011/08/office-culture-golf-vs-dota.html' title='Office Culture: Golf vs Dota'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-BU0zq5e0rSk/TjgxYSR8jkI/AAAAAAAACNk/ZsqKGJnntlU/s72-c/IMG_thumb%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-2412513178229525831</id><published>2010-06-16T00:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T21:51:16.030-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Burger. food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='berperisa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flavor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicken'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purnama'/><title type='text'>Burger LEMBU berperasa AYAM?? : Purnama</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Sometime… innovative ideas can really become weird.. My brother pops out the burger that my family bought and eat in this past few days.. and we laugh.. could not believe on what we saw… take a look for yourself..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/TBiAQISxGAI/AAAAAAAACFM/J8-bYP-ffPQ/s1600-h/DSC_2019%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC_2019" border="0" alt="DSC_2019" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/TBiAQ1ZgCKI/AAAAAAAACFQ/XyQyo9UUcUI/DSC_2019_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Chicken flavored cow burger…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014029612753701886-2412513178229525831?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/2412513178229525831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=2412513178229525831' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/2412513178229525831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/2412513178229525831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2010/06/burger-daging-berperasa-ayam-purnama.html' title='Burger LEMBU berperasa AYAM?? : Purnama'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/TBiAQ1ZgCKI/AAAAAAAACFQ/XyQyo9UUcUI/s72-c/DSC_2019_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-1178557809933628260</id><published>2010-05-31T20:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T21:52:14.619-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel and Tourism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dataran merdeka'/><title type='text'>Dataran Merdeka: Pictures to share..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hereis some of my photograph in my recent visit to KL. I happened to got a plenty of time. Took the camera, and then take take take..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/TAR7BzD2kfI/AAAAAAAACCU/kUXIhN8jKxM/s1600-h/Dataran%20Merdeka%20fountain%202%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="Dataran Merdeka fountain 2" border="0" alt="Dataran Merdeka fountain 2" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/TAR7D29J7WI/AAAAAAAACCY/xhezS_-FoFA/Dataran%20Merdeka%20fountain%202_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/TAR7G8Bt2_I/AAAAAAAACCc/3GIESszZFEo/s1600-h/Dataran%20Merdeka%20fountain%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="Dataran Merdeka fountain" border="0" alt="Dataran Merdeka fountain" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/TAR7IBMp8NI/AAAAAAAACCg/O6EjPKautjk/Dataran%20Merdeka%20fountain_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="141" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/TAR7KnIsEhI/AAAAAAAACCk/0rsdhQYrBzQ/s1600-h/Symbolism%20Dataran%20Merdeka%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="Symbolism Dataran Merdeka" border="0" alt="Symbolism Dataran Merdeka" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/TAR7MucMa0I/AAAAAAAACCo/QOKw_sQYGX0/Symbolism%20Dataran%20Merdeka_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="220" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;What is Dataran Merdeka without the Flag? Here is the pictures of the ‘Jalur Gemilang’.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/TAR7OYOEhiI/AAAAAAAACCs/M_AGjqCp_Ik/s1600-h/DSC_1536%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC_1536" border="0" alt="DSC_1536" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/TAR7PiqOnqI/AAAAAAAACCw/8kdDnFpycZk/DSC_1536_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/TAR7Q44FNOI/AAAAAAAACC0/-giIW4Ie_ZA/s1600-h/DSC_1524%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC_1524" border="0" alt="DSC_1524" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/TAR7SPao3gI/AAAAAAAACC4/WCkOM2LKw8s/DSC_1524_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/TAR7THyoSgI/AAAAAAAACC8/XyjT07bXWXo/s1600-h/DSC_1500%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC_1500" border="0" alt="DSC_1500" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/TAR7UH0Br4I/AAAAAAAACDA/foDw_ZRi4Zg/DSC_1500_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014029612753701886-1178557809933628260?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/1178557809933628260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=1178557809933628260' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/1178557809933628260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/1178557809933628260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2010/05/dataran-merdeka-pictures-to-share.html' title='Dataran Merdeka: Pictures to share..'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/TAR7D29J7WI/AAAAAAAACCY/xhezS_-FoFA/s72-c/Dataran%20Merdeka%20fountain%202_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-3618011839940183785</id><published>2010-05-16T09:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T09:36:53.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The battle in the bus 2: Crap the racism!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/S_Abf1JmekI/AAAAAAAABXg/8qC1qGoDNZ0/s1600-h/DSC_0092%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0092" border="0" alt="DSC_0092" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/S_AbgdA3AhI/AAAAAAAABXk/IJtV5BHiRSs/DSC_0092_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="329" height="224" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Another true story about my bus travelling experiences. Last time, I have posted about the experiences that I had with the smoking driver. Unfortunately this time, I got into another bad experience by meeting with a bothersome of unfriendly people.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;The story goes like this, It was March, late night, I was taking a bus ride from KL to go back home to Lumut. As the bus were about to reach the Teluk Intan bus station. The passengers of the bus including me were distracted by a commotion that happened in the back seats of the bus. First, I was about just to ignore the situation and thought about getting some sleep. I was very tired and sleepy and the last thing i want is to get into trouble. I couldn’t get what I want as the situation turned from bad to worse. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Lepaskan tangan aku *****!!!” &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Let go of my hand!! you ****!!!”&lt;/em&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;A person was shouting. There were a lot of swearing going on…. That woke me up because I thought there was a hot R rated action going on.. ahaha… but it wasn’t what i thought to be… &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I turned around trying to see what happened. It wasn’t really clear but I saw a foreigner was holding a guy’s arm tightly. I assumed that the foreigner was a Bangladesh, emigrated to Malaysia to work in the ‘Caelygirls’ factory that I soon found out after the bus driver drop him off in the front gate of the factory later. After a few struggle, the foreigner then let go of his hand and let the guy free. Backed by his friends (about twenty people), the guy than yelled at him shouting “why you did that!!??”.. Well something like that. The shouting and swearing goes on, the situation were getting tense. The foreigner then make his way to the driver seat and complained about the situation. He told the driver that the man was playing with his knife and did what the thought was right. The driver then slashed at what he was saying and shouted at him.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Kenapa ngko kacau die orang! Ngko dah kacau sekarang ngkau terima padahnya! ****** ********************************** *&amp;amp;%#*&amp;amp;*#%”&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Why did you disturbed them! You have disturbed them and now you pay the price (there were a lot lot of swearing going on then)”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;There was actually a lot of racial comments there… This is what happened when people are racist. They put aside everything and put racism as their way of putting things.. I was really angry with the driver’s comments. I can’t believe he actually ignored the foreigner’s complains and more than that, he mock him and disgraced of his race he were and also his job. The driver continued on saying….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Ngko kacau M*L*Y*!! habislah kamu kena BUNUH nanti!!”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“You disturbed the *****!! You’ll be dead!!”&amp;#160; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Of course the foreigner was upset. The driver judged him too fast without proper insight to what really happened. Drove by racism, the driver made harsh action to what I think he should not do. I don’t really know what is going on with the foreigner’s mind, but i know how is mine, I was really… really… angered with what he (the driver) just said. I thought i was going to do something. However, I don’t want to get myself and also the other passengers in trouble as we were in a moving bus. So I just shut up and tried to let it go.&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;As the bus reaches the Teluk Intan bus station, the bus makes it way to stop by the road to drop off some of the passengers. Eventually, the the people who are going to be dropped here were actually the twenty enraged kids. Quietly, with a sad.. scared face, the foreigner tried to make his way back to his seat. I looked at him and notice that the people were pushing him trying to pull him out of the bus.&amp;#160; I was afraid that those guys are going to get nasty with the foreigner. He was lucky that he managed to struggle through it. However, the drama was not over!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;“Thump!, thump! thump!” &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;The foreigner was knocked down by the man who accused of playing with his knife. He punched and kicked that fellow mercilessly. I then did what i think was right for me to do. I stood up and yelled at him… trying to calm the assailant. The atmosphere was chaotic at this time. After a little while, the assailant make his way out of the bus. I really thought it was over as the driver could just drove off from that place. Foolishly, the driver just waits there and eventually got out from the bus trying to do something with the kids that are mad waiting to beat the crap out of the foreigner. I don’t know what he was doing outside (he said he was throwing away the knife from the guy possesion). They yell horrible things like wanting to kill that guy. They are not in their right mind. As if they were possessed by syaitan. At this time, some of those guys walk into the bus again and run towards the foreigner that was in a very weak condition. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;BLAM!!! He’s down!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I then did more than just yelling this time, without any help what so ever, i got into the scene and did what i have to do. I was grateful that I learned a little martial arts and I've been into fight like this before a couple of times (I rather no tell the details). Plus, i didn’t see that they uses any weapon including the knife that the foreigner was talking about. I managed to break off the fight without any scrape and bruises. Pushed those guys back out of the bus and settle this mess once and for all. Feeling pissed off with the driver’s attitude and methods of handling the situation. I suggest to him that he should leave the place as soon as possible in a very polite manner even with what just happened. The driver then gave me the stupidest reply i have ever heard in my entire life. Here is what he said..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Apasal kamu menyibuk!?”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Why the hell did you interfere!?”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ahahahahaha… i laughed in my heart. What is so good about killing people? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/S_AbhAimtQI/AAAAAAAABXo/4dw-MRuteog/s1600-h/DSC_0098%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0098" border="0" alt="DSC_0098" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/S_AbhnckaWI/AAAAAAAABXs/o-_wZ6nvpIw/DSC_0098_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="375" height="261" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moral&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;When I wanted to elaborate on this racism issue, I found out that my writings touched a lot about politics. Mostly about the Ketuanan Melayu issue that influences the mind and way of thinking's of some people. In my opinion, such racist concept is irrelevant. If anyone really wanted something then they have to&amp;#160; earn it. Oh dear, i could go on discussing this issue but I am a lazy to hit the keyboard and staring at the monitor for too long… &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;anyway.. my opinion is just an opinion. i am still a human… Lets see what Allah SWT says about this;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;surah 49 Al hujurat, ayat 13&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“O mankind! We created you from a single (pair) of a male and a female and made you into nations and tribes that ye may know each other (not that ye may despise each other). Verily the most honored of you in the sight of Allah is (he who is) the most righteous of you. And Allah has full knowledge and is well acquainted (with all things).”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please consult your ustaz on the tafsir of the ayat..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Who are we to criticize people of their races. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014029612753701886-3618011839940183785?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/3618011839940183785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=3618011839940183785' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/3618011839940183785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/3618011839940183785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2010/05/battle-in-bus-2-crap-racism.html' title='The battle in the bus 2: Crap the racism!'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/S_AbgdA3AhI/AAAAAAAABXk/IJtV5BHiRSs/s72-c/DSC_0092_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-5202557018257467231</id><published>2010-05-02T09:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T09:28:03.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Year in the Making</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Salam everyone especially to my dear bloggers.. Though, its been about months before the last post. I always thought about blogging almost everyday. How unfortunate it is that I have become ignorant of such thing that i have almost totally lost it. This is not the first time regrettably… guess maybe because I had a ‘writer’s block’… I don’t know if bloggers like me can be entitled for such condition.. blogging is still an activity that involves writing isn’t it? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyway, there is nothing really interesting for today’s post. In fact, today (2nd May) is the day that this blog.. Naqiubex sides of life.. will enters its 2nd year..&amp;#160; Ehem… ( Is it already starting to get boring?) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I also wanted to say thanks for the people that have followed this blogs while I was away. Recent bloggers that have followed this blog also in some way just inspired me. When I opened the blog just now, your compliments and comments to this humble blog just surprises me. I didn’t do a thing and yet some of you guys just kept on coming and followed this blog. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;BANG!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/S92mfkeUelI/AAAAAAAABWg/4RhiYeEsI4s/s1600-h/DSC_0503%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC_0503" border="0" alt="DSC_0503" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/S92mgq3OZuI/AAAAAAAABWk/chyw_IDju5M/DSC_0503_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="332" height="226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;How is misses blogging… Again… i hope this would be the last time…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;There is actually a lot story that I wanna tell.. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;as there is so much sides of this world…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Waiting to be flipped, turned and looked at…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Moral : I don’t think this is needed for today.. I will now say.. This is my blog.. I write what I want.. ahahaha&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014029612753701886-5202557018257467231?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/5202557018257467231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=5202557018257467231' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/5202557018257467231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/5202557018257467231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2010/05/2-years-of-blogging.html' title='1 Year in the Making'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/S92mgq3OZuI/AAAAAAAABWk/chyw_IDju5M/s72-c/DSC_0503_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-6230691703154556932</id><published>2010-01-11T21:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T16:05:46.400-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lumut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taiping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kedah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel and Tourism'/><title type='text'>Visiting my brother: Kedah and Taiping</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Kedah..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/S0wDhv_P_CI/AAAAAAAABRg/Z2j0wWAQUuo/s1600-h/DSC_9809%5B10%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC_9809" style="border: 0px none ; display: inline;" alt="DSC_9809" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/S0wDiY3TT1I/AAAAAAAABRk/xVTjLEtf_aQ/DSC_9809_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" border="0" height="254" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Negeri Jelapang Padi…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;No doubt about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Me and my Dad actually wanted to visit my younger but very tall brother. ‘Hafiz’. As you can see in this picture. look how tall is he compared to me. He is studying in UITM Kedah at Semeling. Just a couple of miles away from Sungai Petani.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/S0wDjw0vphI/AAAAAAAABRo/7mnjId6HyZk/s1600-h/raya%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="raya" style="border: 0px none ; display: inline;" alt="raya" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/S0wDkqiABOI/AAAAAAAABRs/dxWZz7Eo4V8/raya_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="357" border="0" height="242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;He is the first from the right.. I am the photographer here.. so don’t bother finding me in this picture.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We went there by using the scooter that my father just bought. A very big, bulky and black but really smooth to ride on. Well, at least you get a comfortable ride for hundreds of kilometres compared with riding a Kapcai. It was surprisingly fast too… I wondered at that time if it can endure a long trip up to Kedah from Lumut. Scooters have small tires. We will later know of that on the trip back.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We ride through the Kampung, across the bridge and through small towns.. The great things about riding a bike for a long trip is that you can really see and feel the atmosphere of every places that we passed through. The scenery is much more clearer than through a closed window of a car. It was also clear that we are going to be soaking wet if the rain comes which is going to happen later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/S0wDlxYqweI/AAAAAAAABRw/BdhZG4mtNl8/s1600-h/DSC_9771%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC_9771" style="border: 0px none ; display: inline;" alt="DSC_9771" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/S0wDmXeeexI/AAAAAAAABR0/5h0XvDBIHVg/DSC_9771_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The bridge view just near Lumut port..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/S0wDn-bpVxI/AAAAAAAABR4/qI5fJlb8K2I/s1600-h/DSC_9789%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC_9789" style="border: 0px none ; display: inline;" alt="DSC_9789" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/S0wDotNGn1I/AAAAAAAABR8/T6WBqfrg9kM/DSC_9789_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trees are magnific..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;As we rode on, then a subtle but unfamiliar sweet scent we smell. It was the paddy fields.. So vast… though.. we just arrived in Penang.. The paddy fields is getting more vast and broader as we continued on the journey to Kedah. it was so refreshing. It made me wanted to sleep which I can not do while on a bike.. hahaha&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/S0wDqHbs3gI/AAAAAAAABSA/PRR3TvCnDBU/s1600-h/DSC_9790%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC_9790" style="border: 0px none ; display: inline;" alt="DSC_9790" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/S0wDqxMx9JI/AAAAAAAABSE/BdUupHAYqcU/DSC_9790_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; open paddy field&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It took about two hours for us to reach the destination. We arrived at UITM and greeted by my brother. I really hope he is going to do well in his studies. I am a little worried. He is always clumsy and always depended on us. May Allah give him the best.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/S0wDr7dwZPI/AAAAAAAABSI/-csvwB-mpuk/s1600-h/DSC_9734%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC_9734" style="border: 0px none ; display: inline;" alt="DSC_9734" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/S0wDs4OVoFI/AAAAAAAABSM/ATVJbXezSPA/DSC_9734_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My brother&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After a couple of hours chatting with my brother. We left and started our journey back to Lumut. This is the time which I like and dislike. If we are going anywhere with my dad. He always does it unplanned. We might found ourselves staying in Penang the next day. Luckily it was not the deal as i don’t bring any extra clothes with me. Always be prepared for extra stuff because we might ended up staying the night somewhere. I should always remember this. Which i forgotten on the next time we visit kedah. I will not tell that story here. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We continued and ramp it (REMPIT) up to the highway. I know… highway is boring.. It will be really dangerous to fall to sleep especially here. It was later that I knew that my Dad was heading to Taiping. Luckily it was not far off from the route. There is a lot of Taiping that we can see, they have the zoo, the safari, beautiful scenery and a lot more. This is the place where my family once lived. It was hard living that time. Kind of sad to hear it. if i were a novelist I could make a sad story out of it. The picture here is the house which my family once lived when my father was stationed here. They said that there is a lot of Jin living here. And yes that is true.. my mother always told me stories about them when they lived in this house. but my mother didn’t care. She’s not scared of anything even snake. Well there is one though.. she hates RAT…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/S0wDuckoWxI/AAAAAAAABSQ/ucC8qEff3QE/s1600-h/DSC_9720%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC_9720" style="border: 0px none ; display: inline;" alt="DSC_9720" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/S0wDvaFjCVI/AAAAAAAABSY/p2-JNzNLpiE/DSC_9720_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="348" border="0" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My family once lived here&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We made out way to Changkat Jering and settle down a bit. There was a weekly market at that time. Like a common ‘Pasar Minggu’, there is a lot of stuffs to see. From herbs, parangs, kuih and a lot of stuff that i did not dare to buy. It was dark and crowded. They should put more lights in here. I wonder why people came to such places. Well, that was until I tasted the satay there. The chunk of meat is hinted with unhealthy fat which makes it very DELICIOUS!! i bet the fat makes the whole thing sweet. Don’t underestimate such places just because it looks old. It is in such places where we can find a heap of gold. For me, I just found myself a nice satay.. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/S0wDwhnDCmI/AAAAAAAABSc/vu598Jn_iUM/s1600-h/DSC_9738%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC_9738" style="border: 0px none ; display: inline;" alt="DSC_9738" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/S0wDxgzgCSI/AAAAAAAABSg/_rfTSXuPEec/DSC_9738_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Changkat Jering&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/S0wDy7JEPzI/AAAAAAAABSk/9azMsxfnLcg/s1600-h/DSC_9742%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC_9742" style="border: 0px none ; display: inline;" alt="DSC_9742" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/S0wDzo9cVGI/AAAAAAAABSo/FCCb2SNA7vQ/DSC_9742_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Satay… &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We continued on entering the highway again. As my father speeds away. Comes a convoy of choppers and superbikes overtaking us. Harley Davidson's, Honda Ninja, Virago… you name it. At that time, the rain pours down onto us. Quickly we find a shelter at the nearby Petrol Station. The convoy of big motors were there also. I really don’t mind about the convoy. however I found it really funny that me and my father geared just like them. You know, the black leather jacket, the head scarf and all.  We can be mistaken to be with one of them but without a a chopper that is. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/S0wD0dl1eOI/AAAAAAAABSs/tifUev6ZbCw/s1600-h/bikr%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="bikr" style="border: 0px none ; display: inline;" alt="bikr" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/S0wD1pR2yPI/AAAAAAAABSw/A0o6EIEgGT0/bikr_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="340" border="0" height="259" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After the rain was gone, we continued our journey. As we were nearer to home. Just about three miles away that is. An unfortunate event occurs. The scooter is getting wobbly. The small back tire was PANCIT… Alhamdulillah it was not serious. The motor can still move but slowly.. We got home with laugh and cheers even with an almost disastrous ending. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014029612753701886-6230691703154556932?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/6230691703154556932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=6230691703154556932' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/6230691703154556932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/6230691703154556932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2010/01/visiting-my-brother-kedah-and-taiping.html' title='Visiting my brother: Kedah and Taiping'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/S0wDiY3TT1I/AAAAAAAABRk/xVTjLEtf_aQ/s72-c/DSC_9809_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-4934204998011573071</id><published>2010-01-09T21:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T21:25:00.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Garden : orchid</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/S0lkq9ZWy6I/AAAAAAAABQw/KVF473305yw/s1600-h/DSC_9653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/S0lkq9ZWy6I/AAAAAAAABQw/KVF473305yw/s400/DSC_9653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The orchid at the front porch..&lt;br /&gt;It greets ya with unique beauty..&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014029612753701886-4934204998011573071?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/4934204998011573071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=4934204998011573071' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/4934204998011573071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/4934204998011573071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2010/01/in-garden-orchid_09.html' title='In the Garden : orchid'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/S0lkq9ZWy6I/AAAAAAAABQw/KVF473305yw/s72-c/DSC_9653.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-8404900892626482412</id><published>2010-01-09T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T21:12:23.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the garden : Dried up leaves</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/S0lhtbrdlkI/AAAAAAAABQY/ohpOid1nyuI/s1600-h/DSC_9670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 435px; HEIGHT: 293px" height="361" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/S0lhtbrdlkI/AAAAAAAABQY/ohpOid1nyuI/s320/DSC_9670.JPG" width="540" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just taken before it was dried up and died....&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014029612753701886-8404900892626482412?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/8404900892626482412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=8404900892626482412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/8404900892626482412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/8404900892626482412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2010/01/in-garden-dried-up-leaves.html' title='In the garden : Dried up leaves'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/S0lhtbrdlkI/AAAAAAAABQY/ohpOid1nyuI/s72-c/DSC_9670.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-287728761440566719</id><published>2009-12-28T07:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T07:49:08.688-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Babbles: Hijrah..</title><content type='html'>&lt;h5&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/h5&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So… How long since the last post I've made… &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It’s been about 2 months I think… the last post I did was in October… &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;and believe me… I have a lot of stories to tell….There’s been a lot of stuff happened in these past two months. From my final year project, finishing my HND in LEGENDA, The Qurban celebration, planning my way after college, searching for the best place to continue my degree, visiting some of the best places in Malaysia and a lot.. lot.. more………&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I have so many to tell but I don’t know where to start from…. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I gotta say it.. oh, how I missed blogging… even sometimes I thought it was ridiculous at some point.. It was never in my mind to stop blogging.. Every day, it was always a dilemma… but tonight it will be a new start for me… not just for my blog… but for my life as well…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After I’ve finished my study… 2 weeks later… I have been too laid out…&amp;#160; &lt;strong&gt;LAZY&lt;/strong&gt;… ate a lot… never exercise like i used to be.. too much video games…. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Maybe it was because of the waiting… or maybe it was because I did not felt the same stress like I did before… Of course, there is no assignment to do… No actual bills to be paid.. No one to disturb me… I’ve wasted a lot of time where I should suppose to build on something… I've lied too much saying that I am OK… I am going to do a self study… but I don’t… All I did was just waiting… &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Luckily, thank to god.. i lived in an environment that is filled with diamonds. It was Maal hijrah, the day when we are reminded about the hijrah that the prophet Muhammad SAW made. It was these days of celebration that I hear words of wisdom from a lot of people.. comes to my ears.. and pierces to my heart.. at that time i realized i have done something really stupid…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Tomorrow I will have my first job interview… Can’t wait!&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;now is crucial.. i always move the chess piece.. but it always goes round in endless circle.. Stop for a moment my friend.. be at ease... It is impossible to see the whole picture... Lets put the dream to a better frame.. So I can see the best picture.. This is the change... For a better future..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It is as if I was just babbling… Sorry…&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SzjTcc-FheI/AAAAAAAAA6c/mcuNs4Uknsw/s1600-h/Untitled-1%20copy%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Untitled-1 copy" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="Untitled-1 copy" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SzjTcw8SVbI/AAAAAAAAA6g/cJaeBVvV2JI/Untitled-1%20copy_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014029612753701886-287728761440566719?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/287728761440566719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=287728761440566719' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/287728761440566719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/287728761440566719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2009/12/random-babbles-hijrah.html' title='Random Babbles: Hijrah..'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SzjTcw8SVbI/AAAAAAAAA6g/cJaeBVvV2JI/s72-c/Untitled-1%20copy_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-1529702990410788116</id><published>2009-10-15T02:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T02:11:37.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a couple weeks… days.. : john Schmidt</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today is the 15th October 2009..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now I am just a few weeks away from finishing my HND here in Legenda. Almost every night, me and my friends tiring their butt to finish the final project. Sometimes, we even missed the morning class due to lack of sleep. Actually, I missed a lot of morning class this days.. hehe&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;There is still many things that we still have to do though… Certain enough, we have to finish it this week… No holds barred… &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The reason I suddenly wanted to do a post today is because of something that I just stumbled on Facebook.. Thanks to Shirley, I am in awe to see the&amp;#160; fantastic performances by a brilliant Pianista.. &lt;a href="http://jonschmidt.com/" target="_blank"&gt;John Schmidt&lt;/a&gt;..&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;To Taylor Swift and Cold play fans.. I think you might just like it.. Here is John Schmidt – Love Story meets Viva La Vida&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:3c284e58-39e6-472b-aeb4-d82e37f6a48a" style="padding-right: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; float: none; padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-top: 0px"&gt;&lt;div id="c868dd4c-2b5d-41a9-9c83-e32ac0dd8e02" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xXtVBJDPs6k" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/StbnSMYnYrI/AAAAAAAAA6A/Y_pFDkbiSXU/videofad548ad5ed1%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-style: none" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('c868dd4c-2b5d-41a9-9c83-e32ac0dd8e02'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = &amp;quot;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;object width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=\&amp;quot;movie\&amp;quot; value=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/xXtVBJDPs6k&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/xXtVBJDPs6k&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot; type=\&amp;quot;application/x-shockwave-flash\&amp;quot; width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/embed&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/object&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/div&amp;gt;&amp;quot;;" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lately there isn’t any cartoons or artwork that I am doing… I have a lot more important things that i have to attend to… Plus, the things that I am scared of the most is…. If I started drawing now.. I might can’t stop drawing for a long period of time… Finish this semester first then I’ll see about other things that I love to do.. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014029612753701886-1529702990410788116?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/1529702990410788116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=1529702990410788116' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/1529702990410788116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/1529702990410788116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-couple-weeks-days-john-schmidt.html' title='Just a couple weeks… days.. : john Schmidt'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/StbnSMYnYrI/AAAAAAAAA6A/Y_pFDkbiSXU/s72-c/videofad548ad5ed1%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-6204139108663153054</id><published>2009-09-09T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T16:07:59.094-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Not a common Piano Play by Ye Eun</title><content type='html'>I stumbled upon this fascinating video in Facebook..&lt;br /&gt;A piano play by a 5 years old Ye Eun...&lt;br /&gt;What makes it more interesting is that she was blind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's look at her beautiful performance that somehow has touched my heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rXDf2EjUe7w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rXDf2EjUe7w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest with you guys, Ye Eun singing has left something for me to reflect about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZFIg00CoxsY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZFIg00CoxsY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her situation also made me remembered of a blind man that i knew, in spite of his condition, he was able to recite the Quran and be the Imam for prayer. I don't know if he is a Hafiz or not, but what i know is his memorization is way better than me ~ A guy who can see and read..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014029612753701886-6204139108663153054?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/6204139108663153054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=6204139108663153054' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/6204139108663153054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/6204139108663153054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2009/09/not-common-piano-play-by-ye-eun.html' title='Not a common Piano Play by Ye Eun'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-1709931437002522989</id><published>2009-09-06T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T01:00:23.691-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>Ambigrams: I like it and The Prize..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Ambigram...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am presented with this artform when my dear friend introduced it to me in the class last year..&lt;br /&gt;Because of him, when i got a pen or a pencil... plus a free time..&lt;br /&gt;I would try to make words so it can be read from upside down..&lt;br /&gt;from the reflection of a mirror...&lt;br /&gt;or simply said.. the words will be readable from other viewpoint, direction or orientation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;What is ambigram?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ambigram"&gt;Just click here...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="zemanta-img zemanta-action-dragged" style="margin: 1em; float: right; display: block; width: 250px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/96061899@N00/2262573807"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2067/2262573807_4b17e513db_m.jpg" alt="Ambigram-Believe" style="border: medium none ; display: block;" width="240" height="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zemanta-img-attribution"&gt;Image by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/96061899@N00/2262573807"&gt;Duncan Creamer&lt;/a&gt; via Flickr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is so interesting about ambigram?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you guys some of the works that I have found via through Zemanta. The picture here shows the word 'BELIEVE'... Now, If you take the picture and rotate it upside down... The words 'BELIEVE' can still be readable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="zemanta-img zemanta-action-dragged" style="margin: 1em; float: right; display: block; width: 310px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://commons.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Ambigram-wiki.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/6/62/Ambigram-wiki.png" alt="A mirror-image ambigram for the word &amp;quot;Wik..." style="border: medium none ; display: block;" width="300" height="157" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zemanta-img-attribution"&gt;Image via &lt;a href="http://commons.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Ambigram-wiki.png"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Here is another picture of the word 'WIKI'. If you take the picture and reflect it to the mirror.. It will still be readable..&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;If you guys read some of &lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://www.danbrown.com/" title="Dan Brown" rel="homepage"&gt;Dan Brown&lt;/a&gt; works like Angels and Demon or the D&lt;p class="zemanta-img zemanta-action-dragged" style="margin: 1em; float: right; display: block; width: 250px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/64507286@N00/11547857"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/11/11547857_26ec9c8171_m.jpg" alt="John Langdon - Angel and Demons" style="border: medium none ; display: block;" width="240" height="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zemanta-img-attribution"&gt;Image by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/64507286@N00/11547857"&gt;mattjessz&lt;/a&gt; via Flickr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;avinci Code. You guys must know of the main character Robert Langdon. From what I know, this character was named Langdon as a tribute to the most famous ambigram artist.... &lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://www.johnlangdon.net/" title="John Langdon (typographer)" rel="homepage"&gt;John Langdon&lt;/a&gt;. His website shows a lot more example of ambigram in a more detailed way. There is also some hints and tips on how to do your own ambigram.. Visit his website &lt;a href="http://johnlangdon.net/"&gt;http://john&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://johnlangdon.net/"&gt;langdon.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;What I have done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am actually not very good in turning words of letters to a beautiful art. So sometimes I envy people who can writes beautifully. For me, to trying to do such beautiful handwriting would means cooking maggee in 1 hour. I need the time, concentration and patience to do that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it is fun to make words so it can be able to read from different point of views. Here, I did an ambigram of my own signature name 'NAQIUBEX'. It can be read even if you rotate it upside down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SqNkx5HuabI/AAAAAAAAA5I/aXdO-3cZsEY/s1600-h/IMG_0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 130px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SqNkx5HuabI/AAAAAAAAA5I/aXdO-3cZsEY/s320/IMG_0004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378253188320094642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the word 'Budak Surau', i am actually thinking in making a t shirt for the Jemaah Surau in Legenda. it would be cool to make words that can readable even when reflected in the mirror.. It works but I still think a lot more things need to be done to make it more cooler. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SqNkzKdt43I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/J41GGyeUZjg/s1600-h/IMG_0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SqNkzKdt43I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/J41GGyeUZjg/s320/IMG_0005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378253210155606898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is some rough works that I have done in a piece of paper I found...&lt;br /&gt;Some people may can do it without even doing any rough sketches...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think everyone can do this thing as it is very fun.. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SqNkyvPGIoI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/d3c8cbRGCQE/s1600-h/IMG_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SqNkyvPGIoI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/d3c8cbRGCQE/s320/IMG_0002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378253202846524034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh yeah, not to forget... The prize that i have promised for Miss Alis. Sorry about the long delay, I have almost forgotten about the Musang things.. Sorry sorry sorry&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i hope you will accept this not so much reward... The words in the ambigram is 'ALIS'. Try rotate it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SqNkzY4gVvI/AAAAAAAAA5g/aMf2LH_LwEo/s1600-h/circle2+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SqNkzY4gVvI/AAAAAAAAA5g/aMf2LH_LwEo/s320/circle2+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378253214026061554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SqNo2DdaJTI/AAAAAAAAA5w/siMT5nIsyQQ/s1600-h/circle3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SqNo2DdaJTI/AAAAAAAAA5w/siMT5nIsyQQ/s320/circle3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378257657861383474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SqNkzlvvmcI/AAAAAAAAA5o/z7HRfHoTLPI/s1600-h/circle3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SqNkzlvvmcI/AAAAAAAAA5o/z7HRfHoTLPI/s320/circle3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378253217478973890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what are you guys waiting for... Take a piece a paper and a pen.. Try make some ambigrams!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014029612753701886-1709931437002522989?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/1709931437002522989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=1709931437002522989' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/1709931437002522989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/1709931437002522989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2009/09/ambigrams-i-like-it-and-prize.html' title='Ambigrams: I like it and The Prize..'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2067/2262573807_4b17e513db_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-7403653155826374245</id><published>2009-08-15T19:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T19:07:07.045-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naqiubex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animal'/><title type='text'>The Musang: The answer,winner and the Dung Coffee</title><content type='html'>Yes.. we have already got the winner.. Congratulations &lt;a href="http://alismysara.blogspot.com/"&gt;Miss Alis&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Alright... just like the title says... the answer is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE MUSANG...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Musang is the one of the suspected animal to have terrorizes the Venice of Perak neighbourhood and the most probably one affected is my home. As the musang lives in our very own comfy attics. Just as I mentioned before, the Musang have done many inappropriate things. The most unbelivable things that the Musang have done is throwing crap (poop) to people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yukk!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a bad fella we got here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SobhUMqDXeI/AAAAAAAAAzk/RtS_crPi8TI/s1600-h/6572_112053292869_520027869_2098335_6988606_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SobhUMqDXeI/AAAAAAAAAzk/RtS_crPi8TI/s320/6572_112053292869_520027869_2098335_6988606_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370227342797135330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what you think should we do to this fella&lt;br /&gt;~Keep it&lt;br /&gt;~Give it to the zoo&lt;br /&gt;~Relocate the musang to a faraway place!&lt;br /&gt;~Kill and sell it is not an option..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Musang... Is it a fox or more to a civet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... this is one thing that have bothers my mind a little bit... When I was kindergarten, they always says that Fox when translated to Malay language is Musang...&lt;br /&gt;Is Musang a fox when translated in English?..&lt;br /&gt;Or is it a civet?...&lt;br /&gt;To me, Musang is a very special species in the peninsula and should not be translated to fox as what i have found in the English~Malay dictionary. It doesn't looked like a fox at all and it is more similar to a Civet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let we have some pictures from Mr google to prove that I am right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Nine tails (kyubi) offspring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SobbxB2ZYcI/AAAAAAAAAzU/XALFHQ0cpao/s1600-h/6572_112054002869_520027869_2098344_8114183_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SobbxB2ZYcI/AAAAAAAAAzU/XALFHQ0cpao/s320/6572_112054002869_520027869_2098344_8114183_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370221241042559426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the fox..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Sobd3FwKabI/AAAAAAAAAzc/ZxnjYzf3w_g/s1600-h/3620123332_d8f6106b1e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Sobd3FwKabI/AAAAAAAAAzc/ZxnjYzf3w_g/s320/3620123332_d8f6106b1e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370223544192625074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooppss... thats a different kinda fox [megan fox]..... wrong picture.. here is the correct one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="zemanta-img zemanta-action-dragged" style="margin: 1em; float: right; display: block; width: 250px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/72825507@N00/2533460448"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3163/2533460448_59c955a5eb_m.jpg" alt="Red Fox Pup(s) Morro Bay, CA 28 May 2008" style="border: medium none ; display: block;" width="240" height="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zemanta-img-attribution"&gt;Image by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/72825507@N00/2533460448"&gt;mikebaird&lt;/a&gt; via Flickr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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;And finally the so called civet ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="zemanta-img zemanta-action-dragged" style="margin: 1em; float: right; display: block; width: 310px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://commons.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Palm_civet_on_tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/a/ac/Palm_civet_on_tree.jpg/300px-Palm_civet_on_tree.jpg" alt="Masked Palm Civet = Himalayan Palm Civet (Pagu..." style="border: medium none ; display: block;" width="300" height="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zemanta-img-attribution"&gt;Image via &lt;a href="http://commons.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Palm_civet_on_tree.jpg"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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;In Indonesia, the Musang is also called 'Luwak'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Luwak'... I've stumbled upon this name when I was watching a documentary about the best and expensive coffee in the world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;And did you know..&lt;/span&gt; (most of you guys would already know....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~One of the most expensive coffee comes from the Musang or Luwak dung!!!&lt;br /&gt;As the Luwak eats the berries while also swallow the seeds (coffee beans), the people will take the dung/crap/shit/feces and take out the beans. This is where the coffee beans will be processed and transformed to be the most expensive coffee beans in the world... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;people calls it the 'Luwak coffee' or some calls it 'the exotic dung coffee'. In wiki, I found it was called tagalog or kafelaku and a lot more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="zemanta-img zemanta-action-dragged" style="margin: 1em; float: right; display: block; width: 160px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daylife.com/image/03Cug0T37dg0c?utm_source=zemanta&amp;amp;utm_medium=p&amp;amp;utm_content=03Cug0T37dg0c&amp;amp;utm_campaign=z1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://cache.daylife.com/imageserve/03Cug0T37dg0c/150x100.jpg" alt="BONDOWOSO, EAST JAVA, INDONESIA - AUGUST 11: C..." style="border: medium none ; display: block;" width="150" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zemanta-img-attribution"&gt;Image by &lt;a href="http://www.daylife.com/source/Getty_Images"&gt;Getty Images&lt;/a&gt; via &lt;a href="http://www.daylife.com/"&gt;Daylife&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~The interesting thing is coffee Luwak is sold between '$300-$700' in most of the country around the world. I heard a story that in the old days, the people will try to search for these Luwak feces because they found it that it would be expensive if they buy a normal coffee. So instead they will just made one from the Luwak dung.. Its funny how such cheap delicacies to some people can turn out to be a whole different thing in other places...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Hey wait a minute... We've got ourselves a Musang and with the whole lot of money that can be made... hehehe&lt;br /&gt;Nope.... I just kidding... i guess nobody gonna buy a coffee from a shit here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SodnXzG1txI/AAAAAAAAA0E/bpqmVQFf15A/s1600-h/luwak+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SodnXzG1txI/AAAAAAAAA0E/bpqmVQFf15A/s320/luwak+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370374739216152338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Anyway thanx to &lt;a href="http://syaimania2000.blogspot.com/"&gt;my sis&lt;/a&gt;, she managed to capture this naughty little fella. I wonder what actually she's studies in Ukraine. Medical or Hunting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Oh yeah.. the prize for the answering the question first will be announced on my next post.. You just wait and see... For the other's.. i might gave you guys somethin also.. it's not much.. but.... don't put so much hope for it.. hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014029612753701886-7403653155826374245?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/7403653155826374245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=7403653155826374245' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/7403653155826374245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/7403653155826374245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2009/08/musang-answerwinner-and-dung-coffee_15.html' title='The Musang: The answer,winner and the Dung Coffee'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SobhUMqDXeI/AAAAAAAAAzk/RtS_crPi8TI/s72-c/6572_112053292869_520027869_2098335_6988606_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-6562714020155925287</id><published>2009-08-14T20:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T20:55:36.841-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='venice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><title type='text'>The suspect have been captured!</title><content type='html'>Hey! Fellow Citizens of &lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://maps.google.com/maps?ll=45.4333333333,12.3166666667&amp;amp;spn=0.1,0.1&amp;amp;q=45.4333333333,12.3166666667%20%28Venice%29&amp;amp;t=h" title="Venice" rel="geolocation"&gt;Venice&lt;/a&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;The possible suspect that terrorrizes the Venice area have been captured.&lt;br /&gt;The suspect was alleged to do the following crime..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Ruining people's crop&lt;br /&gt;~Piss on someones flower pot&lt;br /&gt;~Steal fruits&lt;br /&gt;~Eat the fruits without permission&lt;br /&gt;~Throwing the fruit seeds to peoples&lt;br /&gt;~Crap at the most inappropriate place&lt;br /&gt;~Suspected to also throw crap (animal dung) to some people&lt;br /&gt;~Living in the attic without permission!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll give some hints:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Its an animal and its cute..&lt;br /&gt;~Contributes a lot to the coffee world...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SoYualJp-FI/AAAAAAAAAzE/mGgZb2kd5hU/s1600-h/kucin+hutan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SoYualJp-FI/AAAAAAAAAzE/mGgZb2kd5hU/s320/kucin+hutan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370030639869982802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first one to answer correctly will get a mysterious prize!! The answer/champion will be out by Sunday..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014029612753701886-6562714020155925287?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/6562714020155925287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=6562714020155925287' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/6562714020155925287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/6562714020155925287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2009/08/suspect-have-been-captured_14.html' title='The suspect have been captured!'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SoYualJp-FI/AAAAAAAAAzE/mGgZb2kd5hU/s72-c/kucin+hutan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-5747774597657964033</id><published>2009-08-12T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T16:50:02.733-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a lesson i wanna share'/><title type='text'>Robomatics: Love of Knowledge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.robomatics.com/new/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Robomatics...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No... It's not a title of a robot movie. Its a name of a company that specializes in &lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Automation" title="Automation" rel="wikipedia"&gt;factory automation&lt;/a&gt; industry. A place where my team think can supply us with &lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pneumatics" title="Pneumatics" rel="wikipedia"&gt;pneumatic&lt;/a&gt; components, valves, etc that we need in our project. thanks to my friends effort in completing the project, he have found a couple of interesting distributors and finally we chose this company because it is near to my friend's house afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is my project?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, every &lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mechanical_engineering" title="Mechanical engineering" rel="wikipedia"&gt;Mechanical Engineering&lt;/a&gt; students have to come out with a machine before they are able to finish their studies. I rather keep it a secret first before i tell the whole world what is my machine is. For the people who've already know.. just keep it quite!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, pneumatic system plays an important role in our machine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Pneumatic system?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May I start my engineering class now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SoSj0S80_EI/AAAAAAAAAyE/v_9o9K2TuSQ/s1600-h/pneumatic+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SoSj0S80_EI/AAAAAAAAAyE/v_9o9K2TuSQ/s320/pneumatic+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369596774567967810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pneumatic is mainly related to air...&lt;br /&gt;Pneumatic devices are various tools and instruments that generate and utilize compressed air. In the pictures above, you can see an equipment called compressor, this is where air is compressed to ake pneumatic system impossible. The compressor feeds air into a main tank, the main tank's pressure is higher than the pressure required by any single Pneumatic Animatronic. The main tank outlet should have an adjustable regulator, which reduces the tank's pressure to that required by the rest of the pneumatic system. On the regulator are two gauges used to read both tank pressure and the output pressure of the regulator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet most of you guys would have stop reading by now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SoSj2ATkNuI/AAAAAAAAAyM/OErXGrsDa8g/s1600-h/gundam+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SoSj2ATkNuI/AAAAAAAAAyM/OErXGrsDa8g/s320/gundam+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369596803922802402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remembered one of my lecturer's said in my class..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To learn is sometimes a painful process"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup! i do think he is right... To be honest.. i think LOVE is important in learning. It would help to ease the pain while gaining knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe just kills of the pain as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG.. Do I really have the LOVE of knowledge?&lt;br /&gt;If I do.. then should learning be easy?&lt;br /&gt;Should i still be remembering the knowledge that have been given to me?&lt;br /&gt;I don't even able to wrote back the latest formula on my last class..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most of my teacher's said it is important that after we have gain knowledge, we try to make amal (practice or exercize) of it, or better we teached others on the knowledge we've learnt... That would help our mind to remember and further understanding of the subject..&lt;br /&gt;Which I failed a lot... ~sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I found students who are really unwillingful to study.&lt;br /&gt;Hate to study? Do they hate knowledge?&lt;br /&gt;I hope not...&lt;br /&gt;Let see on what Islam says about this kinda people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abu Bakrah reported, I heard the Prophet (SAW) saying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You should be a scholars, or a student, or a listener, or a lover of 'Ilm (knowledge) and scholars, and you should not be the fifth which makes you perish. 'Ata' said, Mis'ar said to me. You added a fifth point which we do not have. The fifth point is: To hate 'Ilm(knowledge) and its people."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(At-Tabarani; Al Bazzar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooaah.. To hate knowledge and it's people (teachers, ulama, etc) will make you perish! Astaghfirullah...  If you need further interpretations of the hadith, better seek knowledge from your nearest Ustaz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out this website for something about &lt;a href="http://www.spookyfx.com/tanks.html"&gt;Pneumatic system&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; height: 15px;" class="zemanta-pixie"&gt;&lt;a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://reblog.zemanta.com/zemified/5cd4ebe6-e26b-4b70-a5fc-eca60ee981df/" title="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ; float: right;" class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/reblog_e.png?x-id=5cd4ebe6-e26b-4b70-a5fc-eca60ee981df" alt="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zem-script more-related pretty-attribution"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://static.zemanta.com/readside/loader.js" defer="defer"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014029612753701886-5747774597657964033?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/5747774597657964033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=5747774597657964033' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/5747774597657964033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/5747774597657964033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2009/08/robomatics-love-of-knowledge.html' title='Robomatics: Love of Knowledge'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SoSj0S80_EI/AAAAAAAAAyE/v_9o9K2TuSQ/s72-c/pneumatic+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-3142822349204498625</id><published>2009-08-08T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T03:23:23.137-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naqiubex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='legenda buzz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>H1N1:  H1N1 screening test in airport, the mask price and  the Pig</title><content type='html'>H1N1... Lucky it wasn't N1H1... N for naqib and H for hakim... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;So, another post about H1N1, or  i more like to call it Swine flu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Sn58e1AHytI/AAAAAAAAAws/OM0Ad9jYNpI/s1600-h/DSC08460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Sn58e1AHytI/AAAAAAAAAws/OM0Ad9jYNpI/s320/DSC08460.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367864674937719506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that it was going this bad..&lt;br /&gt;today, the Swine flu have caused about 26 death as being reported in local newspaper. Right now, I do felt that the pandemic have started looking its prey in this college. I heard that there were about two people that was tested positive for H1N1. But I know there is more in this college who've got the disease. If the news got out that the students of Legenda have been affected by the virus. The college will have to get quarantined, which also means the college will have to be closed down for awhile. The thing is, my college won't take the risk of giving any holidays.......&lt;br /&gt;of course, where the hell can they get the money if the college is closed for a week.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I don't mind!&lt;br /&gt;Because i don't wanna get quarantined... It's too late afterall..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screening Test at the Airport &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the breakout, almost every airport in the world takes some measures to encounter the deadly flu. From all of the country, I think the China government is the one who we should take example from. Maybe because of the SARS experience, they have taken precaution about a step farther from us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,  they wear Hazmat suit and laser down people forehead. Here i got you a video from youtube for your eyeview...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9M00zPTYQOI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9M00zPTYQOI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am not impressed at all, in my college...&lt;br /&gt;We get shot with the infrared beam almost everyday...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Sn6Aeytn86I/AAAAAAAAAxM/_yP6cMXanG0/s1600-h/scan%21+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Sn6Aeytn86I/AAAAAAAAAxM/_yP6cMXanG0/s320/scan%21+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367869072369775522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(can someone check it if its goin to cause us cancer someday later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; The price of mask flu is rising!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! This is what I heard from my friends and also from my dear blogger &lt;a href="http://sufy-destiny.blogspot.com/"&gt;'Sufy'&lt;/a&gt;. The cost for the disposable mask flu is about rm1 at first. Now, the price of the mask is suddenly rising. There are some people  who are trying to take advantage of the situation to fill their pockets with a whole lot of MONEY. Some of them even sell one mask with a ridiculous price of rm2.50. Somebody... or the government shoud take authority in this. Rather than just tellin us to wear a piece of mask everyday... How about helping our fellow citizen to solve this problem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Sn2iyn5nOqI/AAAAAAAAAwk/cL6yA3PrFas/s1600-h/DSC08474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Sn2iyn5nOqI/AAAAAAAAAwk/cL6yA3PrFas/s320/DSC08474.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367625321483287202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Hey mr police, what are you guys looking at?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some info about the cute snotty animal that I wanna share... I got it from the book '&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/3266976.Quran_Saintifik_Meneroka_Kecemerlangan_Quran_Daripada_Teropong_Sains"&gt;Quran Saintifik&lt;/a&gt;' by &lt;a href="http://www.danialzainalabidin.com/topik/quran-saintifik/"&gt;Dr. Danial Zainal Abidin&lt;/a&gt;. I think it is a must have for everyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~In 1918, 20-40 million people were killed by an influenza virus. Probably caused by the pigs that infected the American soldiers in World War I. The soldiers than spread the virus throughout the world causing an epidemic. Refer this at &lt;a href="http://web.linkny.com/%7Ecivitas/page56.html"&gt;http://web.linkny.com/~civitas/page56.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Pigs are capable of turning viruses that attacks them to a more dangerous virus. reported at the &lt;a href="http://www.cdc.gov/flu/"&gt;official website of Center for Disease Control and Prevention (America)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot more researches that supports the pigs contribution to the deadly viruses in the world. I'd just too lazy too type. To make it simple just buy the book '&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/3266976.Quran_Saintifik_Meneroka_Kecemerlangan_Quran_Daripada_Teropong_Sains"&gt;Quran Saintifik&lt;/a&gt;' writen by &lt;a href="http://www.danialzainalabidin.com/topik/quran-saintifik/"&gt;Dr Zainal Abidin&lt;/a&gt;. By clicking this &lt;a href="http://www.danialzainalabidin.com/topik/quran-saintifik/"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;, you will be redirected to his very own website&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;fieldset class="zemanta-related"&gt;&lt;legend class="zemanta-related-title"&gt;Related articles by Zemanta&lt;/legend&gt;&lt;ul class="zemanta-article-ul"&gt;&lt;li class="zemanta-article-ul-li"&gt;&lt;a href="http://r.zemanta.com/?u=http%3A//www.cbc.ca/health/story/2009/08/04/swine-flu-world.html%3Fref%3Drss&amp;amp;a=6702118&amp;amp;rid=1e89b4ee-3be3-450d-a609-9968b204705e&amp;amp;e=7a7e8918b9ebc82bb5c033aa9f6e7e75"&gt;Swine flu deaths rise above 1,000: WHO&lt;/a&gt; (cbc.ca)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="zemanta-article-ul-li"&gt;&lt;a href="http://warkah.com/malaysia-confirms-8th-h1n1-swine-flu-related-death/"&gt;Malaysia Confirms 8th H1N1 Swine Flu-Related Death&lt;/a&gt; (warkah.com)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/fieldset&gt;  &lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; height: 15px;" class="zemanta-pixie"&gt;&lt;a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://reblog.zemanta.com/zemified/1e89b4ee-3be3-450d-a609-9968b204705e/" title="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ; float: right;" class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/reblog_e.png?x-id=1e89b4ee-3be3-450d-a609-9968b204705e" alt="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zem-script more-related pretty-attribution"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://static.zemanta.com/readside/loader.js" defer="defer"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014029612753701886-3142822349204498625?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/3142822349204498625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=3142822349204498625' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/3142822349204498625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/3142822349204498625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2009/08/h1n1-no-appropriate-h1n1-screening-test.html' title='H1N1:  H1N1 screening test in airport, the mask price and  the Pig'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Sn58e1AHytI/AAAAAAAAAws/OM0Ad9jYNpI/s72-c/DSC08460.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-6221811019810358029</id><published>2009-08-06T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T03:24:39.168-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adolescence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Youth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a lesson i wanna share'/><title type='text'>Free Sex: The story about a girl</title><content type='html'>Free sex! Zina! Fornification!&lt;br /&gt;Words that sounded very disgusting, but yet, to some it just sounded like a title of a song.&lt;br /&gt;Why did I came with the title today?&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's because of the forum that i've just attended entitled 'Free Sex' organized by the PMI Legenda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many info that have been shared, here is just some that I've found in the internet about the case statistic involving the implication of free sex;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The statistic from the Ministry of Women's development shows that there are an average of four women is beng raped every day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seven women are victim of sexual harassment and 100 children are being abused every day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rape cases have doubled from 2,341 cases in 2006 compared to 1,217 cases in 2001.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2,121 cases of domestic violence were reported in 2006&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;65 case of abandoned babies in 2000, increased to 83 case in 2007&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;From a survey conducted in a university, only 10 % of couples didn't engaged in sex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Sick isn't it..&lt;br /&gt;And that was in 2006 and 2007, What if I get the statistic for 2009...&lt;br /&gt;With the news in the paper flocking with rape reports everyday!&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it gonna be increased.. doubled... I hope it would not get tripled....&lt;br /&gt;The signs have clearly shows it about thousands time... but still... this is happening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I don't think I have to put one more article about the implication of free sex as there are loads of them in the internet that you can simply find!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope this would be a reminder for me and dear readers that I would post from time to time. Though I would really want to share with you guys a story about a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;The story about a girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Snv_RDpkzgI/AAAAAAAAAwU/Sq-pPIdm1V8/s1600-h/free+sex+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Snv_RDpkzgI/AAAAAAAAAwU/Sq-pPIdm1V8/s320/free+sex+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367164049444621826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl that i mentioned was actually my friend, we were in the same group in orientation.&lt;br /&gt;Who is that girl? i would like to keep it a secret.. (afterall, I have trouble remembering names)&lt;br /&gt;Me, her and my other friends always hang out together but Not to the extent on doing something ridiculous. Though i still think that it was a stupid idea and lots of time wasted back then. Taubat aku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time goes by and we were still in contact, until there's come a boy. To make it simple, they have become a couple. I was surprised, really surprised, totally surprised!&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Because if you look at that boy, you'll feel like you are going to puke.  You know what I mean.. I am not jealous. Just that I am a bit dissapointed. To me all girls are like my daughter... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats made me more dissapointed at that time is like we were no longer friends. She was like no longer herself, her reflection have changed and it really scares me. It was like as if she was really crazy about that guy. At that time I knew something was wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time goes on, I noticed that she wasn't in the college anymore. Why? I don't know...&lt;br /&gt;Then the boy got a new girlfriend... The end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral:&lt;br /&gt;Be careful not to get involved with such relationship...&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, if you are in a relationship...&lt;br /&gt;Have you told about him/her to your parents?&lt;br /&gt;Have you get permission from them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Bukhari reports in the hadith: "Young men, those of you who can support a wife should marry, for it keeps you from looking at women (lit., lowers your gaze) and preserves your chastity; but those who cannot should fast, for it is a means of cooling sexual passion."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So If we don't have the money to get married.. It's clearly says that we should fast to cool down our sexual passion.. What a great thing Islam have teaches us..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014029612753701886-6221811019810358029?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/6221811019810358029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=6221811019810358029' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/6221811019810358029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/6221811019810358029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2009/08/free-sex-story-about-girl.html' title='Free Sex: The story about a girl'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Snv_RDpkzgI/AAAAAAAAAwU/Sq-pPIdm1V8/s72-c/free+sex+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-2690026901881346389</id><published>2009-08-04T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T09:48:16.209-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naqiubex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a lesson i wanna share'/><title type='text'>Accident!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Snm2rnghsRI/AAAAAAAAAwM/vqN8SYhP7x8/s1600-h/accident+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Snm2rnghsRI/AAAAAAAAAwM/vqN8SYhP7x8/s320/accident+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366521291444695314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"BOOM!!!"&lt;br /&gt;"God, What happened!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend suddenly stopped the bike and I was shocked to see what happened in front of me. A bike just flipped from the ground after hitting a Grey Aeroback. I realized that they  are my friends, we were just behind them on our way to &lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://maps.google.com/maps?ll=2.2,102.25&amp;amp;spn=0.1,0.1&amp;amp;q=2.2,102.25%20%28Malacca%29&amp;amp;t=h" title="Malacca" rel="geolocation"&gt;Melaka&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was tuesday evening when me and my friends supposed to visit a factory in Melaka. The visit is crucial in order for us to get enough supply for our final year project. We planned on spending a night in our friend's place and continue on the next morning. The plan becomes just a plan as the vehicles in front of us have to make an emergency break. My dear friend couldn't stopped at time thus hitting the car in front of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the crash, my mind just kept thinking of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;"Are they fine!?"&lt;br /&gt;"Can they still walk!?"&lt;br /&gt;"Are they still alive!?&lt;br /&gt;This not the time to think about the project and Melaka anymore. Your friend is in danger!&lt;br /&gt;It's quite chaotic for a moment, then I see one of my friend who is limping in pain. Bloods were dripping from his face. He needs immediate attention, fortunately a guy in a  motorcycle came and offers him  a ride to the nearby clinic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people came to help, but are they really came to help us? Or do they just came help us pick my friends belonging and never return it back?&lt;br /&gt;What happened to my friend cellular phone is quite sad. When he realized that his cellphone was missing, it was already too late. Eventhough it was just like seconds from the accident, his phone was already taken by someone. We tried to call the phone and noticed that somebody cancelled the call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As everything had calmed down a little, we know what we have to expect next. For sure we have to confront the owner of the Grey Aeroback. His car's bumper is a little out of place and we know he must be frustrated because of it.&lt;br /&gt;He came to me and said "Are you the rider!? Who is the rider!? Where is the rider!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it was my friend's mistake, but his way of dealing this matter is a little out of hand. He is quite rough while asking the question. Rather then asking whether my friends were fine or not. He start it with "This is not my mistake! This is their fault!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a little surprised at his action, I don't know how to react. Then came a young guy who saw the whole incident argue with the Gray Aeroback owner. I just keep myself silent, I know that my friend have to deal with money problem later. But the first thing  here is to make sure that everybody is fine and safe. Everybody lend their help, from the bike issue, medical attention to the whole police report. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends suffered cuts and bruises and maybe a lot is in their mind right now, we were fortunate that there is no live that were loss from this incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I lay down on my bed, the whole tragedy just kept me thinking. I remembered of my past time as this is not the first accident that I've experienced. It's kinda funny, as every after each&lt;br /&gt;accident that I've been through. It will made me remember of 'Him'. That 'Him' is no other than our creator Allah SWT. How weak am I that I always forgets him... and only reminded when tragedy befalls me. Astaghfirullah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; height: 15px;" class="zemanta-pixie"&gt;&lt;a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://reblog.zemanta.com/zemified/639a2e42-1cdf-4154-88c7-830975364d6c/" title="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ; float: right;" class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/reblog_e.png?x-id=639a2e42-1cdf-4154-88c7-830975364d6c" alt="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zem-script more-related pretty-attribution"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://static.zemanta.com/readside/loader.js" defer="defer"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014029612753701886-2690026901881346389?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/2690026901881346389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=2690026901881346389' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/2690026901881346389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/2690026901881346389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2009/08/accident.html' title='Accident!'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Snm2rnghsRI/AAAAAAAAAwM/vqN8SYhP7x8/s72-c/accident+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-1041533233297679528</id><published>2009-08-02T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T22:29:03.325-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='legenda buzz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Youth'/><title type='text'>Special Childrens Home: Rumah Tunas Sinar Harapan, Seremban</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnZPmQcje4I/AAAAAAAAAvk/EovxQy5NiHY/s1600-h/special+home+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnZPmQcje4I/AAAAAAAAAvk/EovxQy5NiHY/s200/special+home+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365563524726881154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After visiting the orphanage in Kuala Pilah, the second chapter of the Legenda Education Group Charity event  brought us to the Special Kids Home of Rumah Tunas Taman Sinar Harapan in &lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://maps.google.com/maps?ll=2.71666666667,101.95&amp;amp;spn=0.1,0.1&amp;amp;q=2.71666666667,101.95%20%28Seremban%29&amp;amp;t=h" title="Seremban" rel="geolocation"&gt;Seremban&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Rumah Tunas Sinar Harapan Tengku Ampun Najihah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a little problem in finding where is exactly the location of this place because i was sleeping on my way here. It is actually an  easy place to find as it is located just besides the road and they have such a noticable boardsign and a very large building that is really easy to be spotted. As usual, you will need to fulfill some procedures before you can visit this place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnY5evJXouI/AAAAAAAAAts/3HzMRkoGb5k/s1600-h/DSC08353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnY5evJXouI/AAAAAAAAAts/3HzMRkoGb5k/s320/DSC08353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365539206273147618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This facility is home to about 70 kids effected by &lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Autism_spectrum" title="Autism spectrum" rel="wikipedia"&gt;autism spectrum disorder&lt;/a&gt; (ASD) and down syndrome (DS). Here, they will be given training and education especially helping them to accomplish daily tasks in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Arriving there.. 10 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are being greeted by a young lady that apparently acting as our tour guide around the place. She explains to us about 'Rumah Tunas Harapan' on how they operated throughout the country. The 'Rumah Tunas Harapan' in Seremban is specialized for taking care of children aged under 14 years old. After that age, the children will be transfered to another facility depending on their skills and IQ. This is because the services and programs are likely to differ from one facility to another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnY5e2Bwf0I/AAAAAAAAAt0/0MVIZJyA55Y/s1600-h/DSCN0190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnY5e2Bwf0I/AAAAAAAAAt0/0MVIZJyA55Y/s320/DSCN0190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365539208120270658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Tour around the facility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First we are being brought to a room where from  my knowledge is actually the place where the children will learn new things. I saw a couple of 'kompangs' there and a few toys giving me a view on what they are doing there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnY5ec6ZMeI/AAAAAAAAAtk/qDLDsJs1CAw/s1600-h/DSC08342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnY5ec6ZMeI/AAAAAAAAAtk/qDLDsJs1CAw/s320/DSC08342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365539201378496994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In some cases, the children will be having problems in walking or also standing up straight. Therefore, the staff will brought them here and try to help them to undergo trainings so they will be able to do it properly as possible. This is crucial for them to be able to engage in everyday task easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a little chit chat  with the workers there, we are then brought to the dorm where this kids live in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. Did i mention that we are not allowed to take any pictures here?&lt;br /&gt;Cameras aren't allowed in here cause it might disturb their emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dorms is where the childrens are, from fourteen years old to small babies.&lt;br /&gt;Wait.... babies? I am talking about the newborn... Yup! Don't be surprised...&lt;br /&gt;They said child that is effected by DS can be detected even before the child is born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walk in to one of the dorm, I was shocked that I was hugged by a very cute little girl. She hugged everyone and everyone hugged her back.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnZO-A1yZGI/AAAAAAAAAvM/eQ4PS5abjio/s1600-h/special+home+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnZO-A1yZGI/AAAAAAAAAvM/eQ4PS5abjio/s320/special+home+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365562833342981218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Colouring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnY5fPWkwfI/AAAAAAAAAt8/3tZ6_A60kzE/s1600-h/DSCN0211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnY5fPWkwfI/AAAAAAAAAt8/3tZ6_A60kzE/s320/DSCN0211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365539214918468082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnY7E8NYLAI/AAAAAAAAAuk/kib7SalgxB0/s1600-h/DSCN0212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnY7E8NYLAI/AAAAAAAAAuk/kib7SalgxB0/s320/DSCN0212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365540962126277634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the tour, we are going back to the hall to go on with our next activity.... Colouring..&lt;br /&gt;it was a very fun moment especially when we have to try to fulfill the child's need. I remembered this one kid who orders me around to do work for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the boy :Hold my candy&lt;br /&gt;me: ok!&lt;br /&gt;the boy :Put my candy bag over the chair there..&lt;br /&gt;me: hm? Ok! (putting the bag of candy and came back to the boy)&lt;br /&gt;the boy: I need a candy&lt;br /&gt;me: Ha? ok (take a candy from the bag and gave it to the boy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnZO-Q6cfsI/AAAAAAAAAvU/JdzvaIzA3XY/s1600-h/special+home+2+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnZO-Q6cfsI/AAAAAAAAAvU/JdzvaIzA3XY/s320/special+home+2+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365562837657484994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it continues on... until...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnZO-4q1I1I/AAAAAAAAAvc/kwmaZam8EYI/s1600-h/special+home+3+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnZO-4q1I1I/AAAAAAAAAvc/kwmaZam8EYI/s320/special+home+3+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365562848329409362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally... tada... their very own artwork..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnY7Er0KckI/AAAAAAAAAuc/M_175lP0uJA/s1600-h/DSCN0265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnY7Er0KckI/AAAAAAAAAuc/M_175lP0uJA/s320/DSCN0265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365540957725553218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Poco poco dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnY7D25GFzI/AAAAAAAAAuE/1C-3MfpMKF4/s1600-h/DSCN0219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnY7D25GFzI/AAAAAAAAAuE/1C-3MfpMKF4/s320/DSCN0219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365540943519160114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now wait a minute!!&lt;br /&gt;The kids are better than us!!!&lt;br /&gt;The children are teaching me how to dance... hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnY7EfRDdWI/AAAAAAAAAuM/tWPADs_U4-w/s1600-h/DSCN0232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnY7EfRDdWI/AAAAAAAAAuM/tWPADs_U4-w/s320/DSCN0232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365540954357069154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As I walk around the hall, I found the answer on why they are so good in dancing.&lt;br /&gt;There is a Disco in the house.............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.autismhellas.gr/en/Spaces.aspx"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnY951S7DGI/AAAAAAAAAus/bYERipbRX_Q/s320/SNOEZELEN1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365544069826808930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="zemanta-img zemanta-action-dragged" style="margin: 1em; float: right; display: block; width: 310px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://commons.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Snoezelruimte.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/5/55/Snoezelruimte.JPG/300px-Snoezelruimte.JPG" alt="snoezelruimte (room for controlled multisensor..." style="border: medium none ; display: block;" width="300" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zemanta-img-attribution"&gt;Image via &lt;a href="http://commons.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Snoezelruimte.JPG"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.flaghouse.com/what_AL.asp"&gt;The Snoezelen therapy room&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is no a disco.. of course. You can click at the title for the purpose of the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also check the snoezelen room in action at &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1mioBFdabXk"&gt;youtube. Just click it&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. and actually I don't know how to put video from youtube in the posting.. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;Anyone can help me?&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnY7Em35XhI/AAAAAAAAAuU/5GA6S54Ss4k/s1600-h/DSCN0242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnY7Em35XhI/AAAAAAAAAuU/5GA6S54Ss4k/s320/DSCN0242.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365540956399033874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hope I will come back there again..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a lot of things that we can learn from doing charity. Especially when going to visits like this and volunteer ourselves to help those who are in need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered about a story of a young boy who wanted a new pair of snickers.&lt;br /&gt;Influenced by the trend, all of his friends have already bought and wear the new snickers that have just been released in the market. Feeling that he is the only person in the class that still stick to his old shoe. He urges her mother to buy him a new pair of shoes. The mother agreed on fulfilling her son's wish, so they went to the shop to buy the snickers. Upon entering the shop, the boy saw an old guy. He found that the old guy didn't have any legs. The boy felt sorry for the old guy. His mother then calls him to try the snickers that were on sale. The boy then hugged his mother and told her that he is fine with the shoes that he already have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't envy on what people have.&lt;br /&gt;Savour on what you already have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; height: 15px;" class="zemanta-pixie"&gt;&lt;a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://reblog.zemanta.com/zemified/d6f78d0a-7d0e-4358-b233-34ce732bb47c/" title="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ; float: right;" class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/reblog_e.png?x-id=d6f78d0a-7d0e-4358-b233-34ce732bb47c" alt="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zem-script more-related pretty-attribution"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://static.zemanta.com/readside/loader.js" defer="defer"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014029612753701886-1041533233297679528?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/1041533233297679528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=1041533233297679528' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/1041533233297679528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/1041533233297679528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2009/08/special-childrens-home-rumah-tunas.html' title='Special Childrens Home: Rumah Tunas Sinar Harapan, Seremban'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnZPmQcje4I/AAAAAAAAAvk/EovxQy5NiHY/s72-c/special+home+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-3652895327370539285</id><published>2009-07-29T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T02:32:08.180-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kuala Pilah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Youth'/><title type='text'>Orphanage: Rumah Tunas Sinar Harapan Seri Menanti</title><content type='html'>I have just participated in the Legenda Education Group latest event which is the Charity Programme. The activities that have been lined up is for this noble effort is...... doing charitable things of course.... You know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of those charitable work that i am really damn excited about is visiting the orphanage and the special kids home. I have long awaited for this since I've entered the college. I felt really sad as it have been a long time since I ever volunteered to do this kinda stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where is Rumah Tunas Sinar Harapan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://maps.google.com/maps?ll=2.7,102.166666667&amp;amp;spn=0.1,0.1&amp;amp;q=2.7,102.166666667%20%28Seri%20Menanti%29&amp;amp;t=h" title="Seri Menanti" rel="geolocation"&gt;Seri &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://maps.google.com/maps?ll=2.7,102.166666667&amp;amp;spn=0.1,0.1&amp;amp;q=2.7,102.166666667%20%28Seri%20Menanti%29&amp;amp;t=h" title="Seri Menanti" rel="geolocation"&gt;Me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://maps.google.com/maps?ll=2.7,102.166666667&amp;amp;spn=0.1,0.1&amp;amp;q=2.7,102.166666667%20%28Seri%20Menanti%29&amp;amp;t=h" title="Seri Menanti" rel="geolocation"&gt;na&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://maps.google.com/maps?ll=2.7,102.166666667&amp;amp;spn=0.1,0.1&amp;amp;q=2.7,102.166666667%20%28Seri%20Menanti%29&amp;amp;t=h" title="Seri Menanti" rel="geolocation"&gt;nti&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well actually I don't remember it pretty well. From what i know, the place is located in &lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://maps.google.com/maps?ll=2.73333333333,102.25&amp;amp;spn=0.1,0.1&amp;amp;q=2.73333333333,102.25%20%28Kuala%20Pilah%29&amp;amp;t=h" title="Kuala Pilah" rel="geolocation"&gt;Kuala Pilah&lt;/a&gt;. I've tried to find some information about that place in google but unfortunately I couldn't find any good websites related to the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some procedures might be needed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Arriving at the orphanage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are welcomed by a couple of small kids and an old makcik who might be one of the staff working there. Everybody was roundup as our very own Amy gives us a short brief about minding our attitude there.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask questions that would disturb their feelings, bla bla bla...&lt;br /&gt;To shorten it all is... Don't be stupid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Ice breaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we have ice breaking... I teamed up with this guys... The SAMPAT CREW!!... SAMPAT?&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like something delicious to eat right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnKqcYqHlsI/AAAAAAAAArA/xaInYNtNLFQ/s1600-h/SDC11355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnKqcYqHlsI/AAAAAAAAArA/xaInYNtNLFQ/s320/SDC11355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364537510783850178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy besides me is called Fami (blue shirt) . I really liked this boy because we share the same passion. Yeah, the passion of drawing.&lt;br /&gt;He said to me at the end of the day that his artwork will be introduced in a TV show.&lt;br /&gt;Which one I don't know...&lt;br /&gt;i guess i have to just watch all the tv show...&lt;br /&gt;i really wanted to contact this boy but I don't have a cellphone right now.. eish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Poncho poncho dance..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnKwUv8ZfCI/AAAAAAAAAsg/dGzpn4avE6Q/s1600-h/DSCN0144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnKwUv8ZfCI/AAAAAAAAAsg/dGzpn4avE6Q/s320/DSCN0144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364543976665349154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought i will never do this again after the &lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/National_service" title="National service" rel="wikipedia"&gt;Nati&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/National_service" title="National service" rel="wikipedia"&gt;o&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/National_service" title="National service" rel="wikipedia"&gt;nal &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/National_service" title="National service" rel="wikipedia"&gt;Se&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/National_service" title="National service" rel="wikipedia"&gt;rvice&lt;/a&gt;. At least the kids are having fun though... Our team sucks at doing this... hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Harta Qarun&lt;/span&gt;: Finding the hidden treasure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another weird game... I hope nobody gonna use the leftover flour to bake a cake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnKo6hX4TrI/AAAAAAAAAqY/5zNSkjL-jFs/s1600-h/SDC11314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnKo6hX4TrI/AAAAAAAAAqY/5zNSkjL-jFs/s320/SDC11314.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364535829496090290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnKo63se5EI/AAAAAAAAAqg/6VXGppOypOo/s1600-h/SDC11315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnKo63se5EI/AAAAAAAAAqg/6VXGppOypOo/s320/SDC11315.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364535835488085058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnKo7X3P9XI/AAAAAAAAAqo/AAPe7ahgKu8/s1600-h/SDC11323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnKo7X3P9XI/AAAAAAAAAqo/AAPe7ahgKu8/s320/SDC11323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364535844123178354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnKo7_U4N6I/AAAAAAAAAqw/6pz76SICPF8/s1600-h/SDC11333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnKo7_U4N6I/AAAAAAAAAqw/6pz76SICPF8/s320/SDC11333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364535854716434338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Balloon War&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnKuXe86PNI/AAAAAAAAAsY/9YtNab_r-Fk/s1600-h/SDC11339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnKuXe86PNI/AAAAAAAAAsY/9YtNab_r-Fk/s320/SDC11339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364541824620444882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rule of this game is simple, pop the balloon and you're OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 seconds after the game start and POOOOOOOPS... I'm out...&lt;br /&gt;The guy besides me is the culprit... after he looks at my mafia face then he just succumbed under my strong hands... hahahaha.. just kidding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnKsLIKW8bI/AAAAAAAAAr4/o1xkTshBPy0/s1600-h/SDC11424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnKsLIKW8bI/AAAAAAAAAr4/o1xkTshBPy0/s320/SDC11424.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364539413321150898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;The poisoned chair..&lt;/span&gt; Is this the name of the game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnKuW7DIMMI/AAAAAAAAAsI/_KtOSvWrv2s/s1600-h/SDC11308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnKuW7DIMMI/AAAAAAAAAsI/_KtOSvWrv2s/s320/SDC11308.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364541814982848706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game where you have to start moving when the music started and sit when the music ends. The one who don't get the seat would loose. This will continue until we find out who have the last seat. Wow, i wrote about this like you guys don't know about this game... werr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The group presentation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know what I have to do this small kid. I am gonna let him be the cat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnKo6bHYePI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/7Rnnt4irL9I/s1600-h/SDC11312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnKo6bHYePI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/7Rnnt4irL9I/s320/SDC11312.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364535827816282354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once upon a time there was this three friends called Ali, Along and Alang. They formed up a team that was called LALANG. The Lalang gangsters than wanted to play, so they played a game of Lat tali lat  tali PELAMPONG. As they were playing, they heard a horrendous sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnKqcE27DhI/AAAAAAAAAq4/F0WvKzFgG14/s1600-h/SDC11359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnKqcE27DhI/AAAAAAAAAq4/F0WvKzFgG14/s320/SDC11359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364537505468845586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Meaw" they heard.&lt;br /&gt;They were horrified to see a cat wearing a green t-shirt is stucked on a very high tree that wears a red blue shirt.&lt;br /&gt;So they asked the chainsaw man to cut up the tree....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnKqc0Vit6I/AAAAAAAAArI/9tQjVFC35XA/s1600-h/SDC11360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnKqc0Vit6I/AAAAAAAAArI/9tQjVFC35XA/s320/SDC11360.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364537518213740450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chainsaw man than turned on his wooden chainsaw and cut up the trees like we never gonna saw in the movie called "the Chainsaw massaccre"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Poops!! &lt;/span&gt;" the cat went down... Killing the innocent tree...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnKqdUNqp5I/AAAAAAAAArQ/OTN_io6kafg/s1600-h/SDC11361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnKqdUNqp5I/AAAAAAAAArQ/OTN_io6kafg/s320/SDC11361.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364537526770640786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at all the critics gonna say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnKqd_ohKbI/AAAAAAAAArY/6Ik0e-ExGpk/s1600-h/SDC11362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnKqd_ohKbI/AAAAAAAAArY/6Ik0e-ExGpk/s320/SDC11362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364537538425989554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnKsKB4gY5I/AAAAAAAAAro/e8eP1rMT55w/s1600-h/SDC11364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnKsKB4gY5I/AAAAAAAAAro/e8eP1rMT55w/s320/SDC11364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364539394455790482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Pisang Emas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnKsKtyD2ZI/AAAAAAAAArw/0PU7KAHV0qI/s1600-h/SDC11380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnKsKtyD2ZI/AAAAAAAAArw/0PU7KAHV0qI/s320/SDC11380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364539406239914386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh we are so pumped up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not pumped enough! Look at this kid who have been influenced by watching &lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://www.wwe.com/" title="World Wrestling Entertainment" rel="homepage"&gt;WWE&lt;/a&gt; too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnKuXMGl7yI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/VW6YxdbYMw4/s1600-h/SDC11383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnKuXMGl7yI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/VW6YxdbYMw4/s320/SDC11383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364541819560783650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The ending Ceremony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess you guys waited for my tears to come out right.. Well guess not! Though this is our face after the winner were announced!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnKsJh-KXiI/AAAAAAAAArg/A6qyX3X0oXI/s1600-h/SDC11363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnKsJh-KXiI/AAAAAAAAArg/A6qyX3X0oXI/s320/SDC11363.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364539385889578530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA! just kidding!&lt;br /&gt;Everyone wins!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnKsLbe8tdI/AAAAAAAAAsA/hmMeblcH9TI/s1600-h/SDC11404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnKsLbe8tdI/AAAAAAAAAsA/hmMeblcH9TI/s320/SDC11404.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364539418507785682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what am I looking at this time. Don't come to any weird assumptions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Our beloved Rasulullah SAW said&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Do not belittle even the smallest act of kindness, even if it were no more than meeting your brother with a smiling and cheerful face"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Muslim)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even a smile...&lt;br /&gt;Even a smile...&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it so simple to be kind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yet we always avoid this  simple opportunity everytime...&lt;br /&gt;Think yourselves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT post would be about the visit to the special kids home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; height: 15px;" class="zemanta-pixie"&gt;&lt;a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://reblog.zemanta.com/zemified/344580c3-284e-4db9-8a69-8f5355a22440/" title="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ; float: right;" class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/reblog_e.png?x-id=344580c3-284e-4db9-8a69-8f5355a22440" alt="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zem-script more-related pretty-attribution"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://static.zemanta.com/readside/loader.js" defer="defer"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014029612753701886-3652895327370539285?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/3652895327370539285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=3652895327370539285' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/3652895327370539285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/3652895327370539285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2009/07/orphanage-rumah-tunas-sinar-harapan.html' title='Orphanage: Rumah Tunas Sinar Harapan Seri Menanti'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SnKqcYqHlsI/AAAAAAAAArA/xaInYNtNLFQ/s72-c/SDC11355.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-1213035205400580030</id><published>2009-07-26T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T18:19:27.987-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cellphone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hot Spring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel and Tourism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trave'/><title type='text'>The Secret Hot Spring: The story behind the death of one of my best friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;The secret Hot Spring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I actually wanted to share with you guys a place where you can soak your feet in a very good Hot Spring. However, after some deep consideration. I decided that I'll have to keep the location secret. This place is quite isolated and actually placed at a private land, because of that this place would not have that many crowds like a normally comercialised hot springs in Malaysia. Maybe only the locals would come to the springs to enjoys themselves. I am scared that if I tell this to the wrong people, they will get their hands on that place and might deter the uniqueness of that natural fountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Sm8jchZdCfI/AAAAAAAAAow/OeooLUzSkGI/s1600-h/DSC00001+%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Sm8jchZdCfI/AAAAAAAAAow/OeooLUzSkGI/s320/DSC00001+%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363544654129990130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;The Road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The road is actually quite rough to get there, the best way to get there is by motorbike where me and a friend of  mine used an abandoned road where a handful of people would use. This would be my second time coming to this place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The atmosphere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha... It is not as luxurious like the&lt;a href="http://www.malaysiavacationguide.com/hotsprings.html"&gt; Hot Spring in Sungai Klah&lt;/a&gt; at Perak. The place looked abandoned and old, try imagining a hot spring that was found in the time where the English people roamed &lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Malay_Peninsula" title="Malay Peninsula" rel="wikipedia"&gt;Tanah Melayu&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It's quite an antique..&lt;br /&gt;What bother's me is there is a lot of garbage we found around the area. Created by the littering caused by people who are stupid and irresponsibe.&lt;br /&gt;That is why I don't wanna tell this to just anyone.&lt;br /&gt;When can people change this unforgivable attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;What Happen to my Best Friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Sm80o5mvrkI/AAAAAAAAApA/H-f8yoYYefA/s1600-h/cryin+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Sm80o5mvrkI/AAAAAAAAApA/H-f8yoYYefA/s320/cryin+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363563558484291138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, my companion who were always besides me almost all the time...&lt;br /&gt;She was with me for almost three years now...&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn't have bring her with me to the hot spring...&lt;br /&gt;I should have known that you cannot withstand the heat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I  so stupid...&lt;br /&gt;You are the one who gave all the good and bad memories...&lt;br /&gt;You take pictures for me to remember...&lt;br /&gt;You are the one part who bring images to the Naqiubex Sides of Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes you are my companion...&lt;br /&gt;I cannot use you..&lt;br /&gt;until I fix you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;My cellphone W810 Walkman...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes... she is toasted because of this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Sm8sXHIq0tI/AAAAAAAAAo4/7iwB9HPvCZQ/s1600-h/Handphone+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Sm8sXHIq0tI/AAAAAAAAAo4/7iwB9HPvCZQ/s320/Handphone+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363554456785572562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time when I thought I can save her, It was already too late..&lt;br /&gt;The hot water that gets inside her body just becomes vapor thus effecting the circuits inside it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Moral&lt;/span&gt;: take good care of your cellpohone while you are in the hot spring.&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="margin-top: 10px; 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by Ramlee Awang Mursheed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SmsbNCdg_RI/AAAAAAAAAnc/hETwXi-KaBI/s1600-h/DSC02827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SmsbNCdg_RI/AAAAAAAAAnc/hETwXi-KaBI/s320/DSC02827.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362409692127624466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I have some really bad comments about this novel. It makes me really dissapointed as my friend recommended this book saying it was so good.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah right...&lt;br /&gt;I hope nobody gonna get offended except the author.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The bad comments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I don't like the love story in this book. Not that I am a very macho man that I hate love stories but apparently I am not. I totally love LOVE STORIES but not this one... The whole love scene between the laksaman sunan with haryani and DAni with haryani make me sick. i don't think Haryani potrays a woman who supposed to be like a princess at all but then laksamana Sunan loves her. Plus, Dani just so in love with Haryani like a madman... but... the novel is like saying that his love for her is sacred.. Cinta Pandang pertama... NOT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, i hate Dani. Everytime when its turn to read the part where he is in. i just felt like don't want to read it anymore. All he thinks is about Haryani like a psycho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third and last, well the other parts about this novel is good. The thing that is missing is the beauty of the Malay words to be used in this novel. There weren't words that are captivating and interesting ro be read..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The good comments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novels tries to fit in the real tragedies that have happen to our lives like the Tsunami incident in 25/12/200? and the famous ragut incident involving a death of a young woman. Cool hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ending is quite great, urging us to read the follow up of this series which is &lt;a href="http://ms.shvoong.com/books/novel/1820040-cinta-sang-ratu/"&gt;"Cinta sang Ratu".&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am rating this novel.............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Smsg8wEzbVI/AAAAAAAAAn8/JiQNbOc2PO8/s1600-h/book+review+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Smsg8wEzbVI/AAAAAAAAAn8/JiQNbOc2PO8/s320/book+review+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362416009383996754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Though this is the first novel i finished, this is not the first novel I read... ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second novel that i am reading now is 'the Davinci's code' by dan Brown. Hope it will turn out great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral: You read books but don't forget to read the Quran...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014029612753701886-5844846254276966303?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/5844846254276966303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=5844846254276966303' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/5844846254276966303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/5844846254276966303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2009/07/first-novel-i-finished-bagaikan-puteri.html' title='The first novel I finished: Bagaikan Puteri'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SmsbNCdg_RI/AAAAAAAAAnc/hETwXi-KaBI/s72-c/DSC02827.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-5274968136892567246</id><published>2009-07-24T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T08:44:48.074-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='legenda buzz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='legenda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='katib'/><title type='text'>Two big things going down...</title><content type='html'>In the earlier post, i have mentioned about two big things  that is going to happen on friday. First it is about my important test and and second is about the  friday prayer. Eventually both matter didn't even occured that friday. I am somewhat relieved as it never happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Engineering Math Big test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i am actually not ready to take the test...&lt;br /&gt;I was so scared that I am going to flunked the test as well...&lt;br /&gt;Miraculously, the lecturer pushed our test to next week. I was very glad and hope that I will use this time to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;The Friday prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As some people expected, the friday prayer is not going to happen that day. All of this was because lack of preparation and inside issues. The decision to make the friday prayer that was too hasty and basically there was no appropriate plan to carry out the activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, at least there was busses ready to get the student to the mosque. I hope that this incident will be a lesson for the STAD. Next time, hope they will try to get cooperation from different societies like PMI and MPP in order for the activity to be done smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't decide on last minute on who gonna be the Khatib again please...&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; height: 15px;" class="zemanta-pixie"&gt;&lt;a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://reblog.zemanta.com/zemified/e396ce9e-02ef-4e8a-9953-0cf92e78ad54/" title="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ; float: right;" class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/reblog_e.png?x-id=e396ce9e-02ef-4e8a-9953-0cf92e78ad54" alt="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zem-script more-related pretty-attribution"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://static.zemanta.com/readside/loader.js" defer="defer"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014029612753701886-5274968136892567246?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/5274968136892567246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=5274968136892567246' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/5274968136892567246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/5274968136892567246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2009/07/two-big-thing-going-down.html' title='Two big things going down...'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-5242887656393770210</id><published>2009-07-22T18:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T20:04:43.381-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='legenda buzz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='katib'/><title type='text'>Big stuff on Friday!!</title><content type='html'>There is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TWO BIG THING&lt;/span&gt; that is going to happen this friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The first big thing is I have to take the Engineering Mathematics test tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;, if I failed this one. Means that I have to take the subject again for this semester. Looking at the score I got I've been thinking to take the subject again. I am targetting to get Distinction in the subject because the subject is actually an easy subject to score. But because of my mistakes last semester, I couldn't score the subject and unfortunately flunked the quiz big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to pass this exam so that I will have a comfort zone for me in case something happened this semester when I am taking the subject again. I can finish this semester with at least I passed the subject. Engineering maths is like one the most important subjects Mechanical Engineering. As universities will look at your score of this subject before considering you to be their student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;The Second Big big thing is that Legenda Education Group is going to hold its first Jumaat prayer&lt;/span&gt;, it is going to take place at the Surau located inside the college vicinity. I was pretty excited at first to see how is this going take place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally, the college will provide buses for students as a transportation to go to the nearby mosque whether it is Mantin or Gebok. Due to the increasing intake of students, transportation by bus is no longer relevant (there are maybe about 2000+ of muslim students in the college). Plus, the college buses always broke down and frequently used for other purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is some issues with the MAINS (Majlis Agama Islam NS) about this whole Friday prayer. But I don't think that it appropriate for me to discuss this issue. The thing that bothers me is about the Katib, who is going to give sermon on the Legenda's first ever Friday Prayer. I was told that it was supposed to be Mr K... We have sat together and discussed each other about this and I thought there wont be a problem. B&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;ut this morning I  was called by Kak Nit which is the Students affair department Officer ask me to be the Katib...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said " What!? Wasn't it supposed to be Mr K".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There seems to be some issues involving them that i'd rather not discuss it here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am in a tight pinch because it seems rather late telling me about this thing and I have to be fully ready for my important exam tomorrow.. I hope that the two most important body in this college which is PMI and MPP could solve this problem ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sketch today as I am very busy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014029612753701886-5242887656393770210?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/5242887656393770210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=5242887656393770210' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/5242887656393770210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/5242887656393770210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2009/07/big-stuff-on-friday.html' title='Big stuff on Friday!!'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-2417789657807454919</id><published>2009-07-21T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T20:58:27.781-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Radix'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perkongsian Bijak Cemerlang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HPA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good Manufacturing Practice'/><title type='text'>HPA workshop: Perkongsian Bijak Cemerlang</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SmaHVApgJHI/AAAAAAAAAlE/kCXnCAz20v8/s1600-h/hpa+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SmaHVApgJHI/AAAAAAAAAlE/kCXnCAz20v8/s320/hpa+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361121201452229746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have mentioned before that i have attended a workshop held by HPA. You guys might wander what is HPA and PBC... Well I'm gonna give you guys some hints.&lt;br /&gt;Radix Cafe...&lt;br /&gt;Radix secawan....&lt;br /&gt;Yup, that famous coffee advertisement with the white guy drinking Radic cafe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;What is HPA?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HPA stands for Herba Perubatan Al Wahida. Where its main objective is to promote traditional herbs as an alternative choice of medication to the people, not just provides a healthy wellbeing but also to allow people to achieve prosperity in life. &lt;a href="http://hpa.com.my/09/index.html"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to know more about HPA.&lt;br /&gt;What I like about HPA is that the products are made in conditions that are totally clean and HALAL...&lt;br /&gt;As a student that studies Mechanical Engineering, Standards have always been the one of the top priority for any company. HPA have achieved and maintained a standard that is called &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Good_manufacturing_practice"&gt;Good Manufacturing Practice standards or GMP&lt;/a&gt; which means to us engineers as WOW!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://hpa.com.my/09/profil.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 211px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SmZWFvrV8YI/AAAAAAAAAkc/cs3DbNAnvcw/s320/gmp01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361067063128748418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;To achieve GMP standards means that you have to wear like this all the time in the factory....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;What is PBC?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PBC stands for Perkongsian Bijak Cemerlang, a programme that is conducted by HPA to give a good insight on what is HPA is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;9.15 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived at &lt;a href="http://www.residenceatuniten.com/"&gt;Residence Hotel @ UNITEN&lt;/a&gt;... I thought at first that we are going to stay at some college hostels but I was wrong. Glad the food was damn good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Ice breaking&lt;/span&gt; 10 am&lt;br /&gt;There are maybe about 80 people who have attended the workshop, many of them are older than me and some of them have already reached the age of 80. This might be the first time I have joined a workshop that consist of all group of ages.. No kids though...&lt;br /&gt;As usual in an ice breaking session, we were divided into groups where each groups will be given tasks to complete to make the activity more fun.&lt;br /&gt;Huwahh... maybe i've grew tired of this kind of activity... hmmm.. taaruf first than bla bla bla....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;1st module: Introduction to HPA&lt;/span&gt; 11 am&lt;br /&gt;Skip this, you can go to their website to know more about HPA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;2nd module: Marketing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What!? they have this kind of thing!? Why don't anyone told me about this earlier....&lt;br /&gt;The thing that is why HPA products is so rare in shops......&lt;br /&gt;Why they do that....&lt;br /&gt;It's all to preserve the authencity of the Islamic products....How?&lt;br /&gt;If i want to explain it here than it would take a lot of typing... so if you wanna know...&lt;br /&gt;check the HPA website again or find someone who have gone to PBC...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;3rd module: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://www.myfzbiz.net/hpakataloqindex.htm"&gt;HPA products&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their products is not just about health supplement, there are varieties of products in HPA which includes household products like cleaners and air freshners, cosmetics products, foods products like organic rice, organic chicken and satay, agriculture products like pesticides, other products like  baby diapers or adult diapers, homestays, hotels, and a lot more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna share a product that really interest me, it is '&lt;a href="http://duniaherbahpa.com/2009/06/penghindar-serangga-jasmin/"&gt;Penghindar Serangga Jasmin&lt;/a&gt;'.&lt;br /&gt;A usual pesticides would use chemical substance that is poisonous. This substance kills the pest but also effects the crop making the food lethal  to our body. However, the pesticides that were made by HPA could do the same job of preserving the crops without any killing and poisoning. The jasmin pesticides  uses organic substance that would scared off all the insects going near the crop..&lt;br /&gt;That special ingridients is actually a secret... Just kidding..&lt;br /&gt;well actually i forgot about that special herb... serai or something... hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;This product would not just keeps the pest away but also provides more nutricion to the crop..&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.. no picture though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Group activity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; 5pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They give us 3 mahjong paper and gave us some questions, in that question, they ask us to do some presentation and some acting. I supposed to do  a presentation about the rankings in HPA but due to some difficulties I have to talk about the marketing strategy for the presentation the next day. practically, our team was horribble...&lt;br /&gt;keh keh keh...&lt;br /&gt;but we have a goooood time together....&lt;br /&gt;We have to give the presentation in  the final module that were held the next day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Night activity&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;9pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really remember what i've done that night, I skipped some of the module to go relax in my room. Not that the module is boring... It is because... err... i have my reasons... hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SmZsWCqyALI/AAAAAAAAAk8/yrEmkov_dyk/s1600-h/DSC02946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SmZsWCqyALI/AAAAAAAAAk8/yrEmkov_dyk/s320/DSC02946.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361091532360384690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eventhough I have the chance  to sleep early that night, i couldn't sleep well that day...&lt;br /&gt;This always happen to me on the first night of sleeping anywhere....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Qiamullail&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;4.30 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started the next day with some supplement of faith.. What is the meaning of living in this world without Allah SWT grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Morning Sermon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;6.30 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, the tazkirah that is presented by ustaz is very interesting. He tells us the importance of finding the HALAL. It is not to just find it... but also to provide it...&lt;br /&gt;It felt like the time just flew away without we even  noticing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;A bit of morning exercize.. 8 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not a very common sight in Malaysia to see old people wearing Jubah doing this together in the early morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SmaKThZKwYI/AAAAAAAAAl0/DVDPWYqZ4fA/s1600-h/DSC02963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SmaKThZKwYI/AAAAAAAAAl0/DVDPWYqZ4fA/s320/DSC02963.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361124474417234306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;6th Module :Diagnosing and medication&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; 10am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is the best part of the workshop, we learn how to identify sickness on someone just by looking their hand. Cool right....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SmaKL3dz13I/AAAAAAAAAlk/Kg0DSTiExTY/s1600-h/DSC02965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SmaKL3dz13I/AAAAAAAAAlk/Kg0DSTiExTY/s320/DSC02965.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361124342903330674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hand will show patterns as an example, a clear red at the end of each fingertips means that you have a high cholestrol level in your body... supported by the reddish colour on the palm of your hand.&lt;br /&gt;The shape of your thumbnails can determine whether you have intestine problem or not.&lt;br /&gt;Its made us look like a Tabib...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Presentation&lt;/span&gt; 4pm&lt;br /&gt;As i mentioned earlier that we have to do a presentation and an acting, we did almost everything in the last minute of the session. When we are at the stage, everyone ideas than just spurts out making the the whole presentation takes about 20 minutes!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAhhaaahha.. Of course we lose..&lt;br /&gt;I don't really mind about that cause this is just for fun afterall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Bye bye 5pm sumthin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, i think the whole experience is a blast...&lt;br /&gt;Id say congratulation to HPA to make such a programme so that we can understand the importance of Muslim and Islamic products. Nowadays we are devastated with products that we didn't even know of its HALAL status.&lt;br /&gt;HPA not just provides an alternative for people to get a HALAL products. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But also gave us an alternative in tackling the ever expanding brands that supports ISRAEL in their war againts Palestine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the way to help those who have sufferred in the war..&lt;br /&gt;We can do this by crushing their economy and help expand our own...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quality products, suitable prize, Halal, Made in Malaysia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contact me for more info of HPA by email:&lt;br /&gt;naqiubex@yahoo.com&lt;br /&gt;naqiubex@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;facebook      &lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; height: 15px;" class="zemanta-pixie"&gt;&lt;a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://reblog.zemanta.com/zemified/6007b2fe-1563-4de9-9197-677edb365e63/" title="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ; float: right;" class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/reblog_e.png?x-id=6007b2fe-1563-4de9-9197-677edb365e63" alt="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zem-script more-related pretty-attribution"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://static.zemanta.com/readside/loader.js" defer="defer"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014029612753701886-2417789657807454919?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/2417789657807454919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=2417789657807454919' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/2417789657807454919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/2417789657807454919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2009/07/hpa-workshop-perkongsian-bijak.html' title='HPA workshop: Perkongsian Bijak Cemerlang'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SmaHVApgJHI/AAAAAAAAAlE/kCXnCAz20v8/s72-c/hpa+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-6224247107101974816</id><published>2009-07-17T03:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T04:06:25.893-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='matric card'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naqiubex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='istiwa a&apos;azam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HPA'/><title type='text'>Latest Artwork: Welcome to my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SmBO7Xb66cI/AAAAAAAAAiU/6MjgtbkDUl8/s1600-h/naqiubex+2+copya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SmBO7Xb66cI/AAAAAAAAAiU/6MjgtbkDUl8/s320/naqiubex+2+copya.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359370338381261250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latest work that I've done, i did this in about 3 hours maybe... A lot I have learned from this one because this is where I used layering as much as I can. Though there is lot of topsy turby.. I think the final results is satisfying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please comment... I don't mind any type of critiques...&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Notes for  today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've already got my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;brand new matric card&lt;/span&gt;, the new picture makes me look like a mafia... hahahhaha. There are many things happened in my life because of this matric card. First, I got on a bad start with Mr Ratna which is the new security. I also have lodge a report on him for some issues... hehehe... But now.. him and I  finally reached an understanding and now we were able to communicate with each other without any problem... The picture makes me look black though........ &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SmBaznZY_sI/AAAAAAAAAjs/6HLZWq-VL0Y/s1600-h/IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 96px; height: 151px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SmBaznZY_sI/AAAAAAAAAjs/6HLZWq-VL0Y/s320/IMG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359383399366196930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Istiwa A'azam&lt;/span&gt;.... me and my friends have become astrologers yesterday due to Istiwa A'azam phenomenon. It was actually the time where the sun is directly on top of the Qa'ba. So in the July 16th, 5.36pm. We managed to pin point the direction of Qa'ba or Kiblat pretty fine...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SmBXMZS3BzI/AAAAAAAAAi0/x9b5_5LNlPU/s1600-h/DSC00177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SmBXMZS3BzI/AAAAAAAAAi0/x9b5_5LNlPU/s320/DSC00177.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359379427030927154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Tomorrow is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HPA workshop&lt;/span&gt;, i am gonna be away for two days... can't wait whats await me there.... oh..... the food and especially the chicken.... nyam nyam nyam....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014029612753701886-6224247107101974816?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/6224247107101974816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=6224247107101974816' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/6224247107101974816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/6224247107101974816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2009/07/latest-artwork-welcome-to-my-life.html' title='Latest Artwork: Welcome to my life'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SmBO7Xb66cI/AAAAAAAAAiU/6MjgtbkDUl8/s72-c/naqiubex+2+copya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-7410282846634750185</id><published>2009-07-15T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T00:31:57.010-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='menet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soda'/><title type='text'>Old favourite Soda..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Sl3q7KP6G9I/AAAAAAAAAg8/aJ6iQsML0hA/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Sl3q7KP6G9I/AAAAAAAAAg8/aJ6iQsML0hA/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358697433725017042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My matric card is still not ready yet? Hahahaha... looks like there might be a showdown waiting with the security guards tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just accidentally broke my mirror... 7 years bad luck?! What a crap! Khurafat betul... The only bad luck you have bcoz of breaking a mirror is that you have to replace a new mirror...&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you guys still remember the old soda bottle that we always call Menet, long Chan and all...&lt;br /&gt;Don't you just love their taste, pretty much different from new soft drink that entered the local Malaysian market that goes by brands like F&amp;amp;N, Coca Cola, Radix cola...&lt;br /&gt;Though &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;radix cola tasted great actually... You should try it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we can still found some of those old brands of softdrink like this one in the picture. The taste is still same as like in the old days but this is not my favourite though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Sl3nmRczgMI/AAAAAAAAAg0/gL75u9Y0Pzg/s1600-h/DSC02840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Sl3nmRczgMI/AAAAAAAAAg0/gL75u9Y0Pzg/s320/DSC02840.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358693776346022082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, brands like once we called 'Menet' is hard to be find or maybe already obsolete. Or maybe they have changed their names to be something else. I practically don't remember it very well but I think Menet is actually Lemonade.. hehe.. Still small that time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you guys know about this than tell me yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral: Soft drink is bad for health...    &lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; height: 15px;" class="zemanta-pixie"&gt;&lt;a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://reblog.zemanta.com/zemified/44bc44e3-20cb-49ec-a6b5-610e91e6a77b/" title="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ; float: right;" class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/reblog_e.png?x-id=44bc44e3-20cb-49ec-a6b5-610e91e6a77b" alt="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zem-script more-related pretty-attribution"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://static.zemanta.com/readside/loader.js" defer="defer"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014029612753701886-7410282846634750185?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/7410282846634750185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=7410282846634750185' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/7410282846634750185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/7410282846634750185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2009/07/old-favourite-soda.html' title='Old favourite Soda..'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Sl3q7KP6G9I/AAAAAAAAAg8/aJ6iQsML0hA/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-2728435518903047154</id><published>2009-07-13T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T02:50:36.583-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='legenda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Security guard'/><title type='text'>Bye bye Money...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SlsCb-z4_8I/AAAAAAAAAcg/-axO3XOkFGY/s1600-h/money+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SlsCb-z4_8I/AAAAAAAAAcg/-axO3XOkFGY/s320/money+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357878861427703746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the beginning of this semester, I am just bombarded with a lot of  financial problem!! Not like any other semester studies that I have gone through... This is actually my final and last semester for my &lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Higher_National_Diploma" title="Higher National Diploma" rel="wikipedia"&gt;HND&lt;/a&gt; programme here in Legenda!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I need now is a lot of money to support my upcoming project..... Me and my team will have to make a MACHINE! We have done with the design in the last semester and now we just need to fabricate it...&lt;br /&gt;I am not goin to tell what we are goin to make though...&lt;br /&gt;wait till we finish the machine... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the overall cost for the proposed design is about........... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RM3000&lt;/span&gt;... or more... or less....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RM3000!!!&lt;/span&gt; I'll need to discuss that with my father when he comeback from oversesas....&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is about the project... the other financial problem that I face have something to do with my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MATRIC CARD&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My damn MATRIC Card is malfunctioning! &lt;/span&gt;It cannot be scanned anymore!!&lt;br /&gt;I was really pissed about this because my card is pretty well intact and look gorgeously fine but unfortunately.... it is  not functioning anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Theres a catch, the cost for a new Metric Card............................................ is RM50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What!? RM50!!! But its not my fault that the card is broken.. It is because the life span of the card is suck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in the final semester and I thought that spending RM50 is not a good investment... I thought that I would just play dumb and going passed the security without scanning my card...&lt;br /&gt;My plan spoiled as the college hire a new Security Officer called Mr Rana... It became a problem because he is still new.... plus that the security is tighter to see whether the student has  registered or not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of that, like it or not... I have to pay RM 50... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where is the President when I need him!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is the time when I need the voice of the Student Council.. I am not the President anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Arghhh!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral : Carefully spend your money...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; height: 15px;" class="zemanta-pixie"&gt;&lt;a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://reblog.zemanta.com/zemified/1e0d09bf-e765-46a3-a51a-a897eaef9f90/" title="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ; float: right;" class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/reblog_e.png?x-id=1e0d09bf-e765-46a3-a51a-a897eaef9f90" alt="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zem-script more-related pretty-attribution"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://static.zemanta.com/readside/loader.js" defer="defer"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014029612753701886-2728435518903047154?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/2728435518903047154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=2728435518903047154' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/2728435518903047154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/2728435518903047154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2009/07/bye-bye-money.html' title='Bye bye Money...'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SlsCb-z4_8I/AAAAAAAAAcg/-axO3XOkFGY/s72-c/money+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-7184787172922341184</id><published>2009-07-09T02:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T00:48:03.651-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Petaling Street'/><title type='text'>Fight! fight! fight! : Petaling Street</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="zemanta-img" style="margin: 1em; float: right; display: block; width: 170px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/44742295@N00/3510918938"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3318/3510918938_21ef580f83_m.jpg" alt="Petaling Street" style="border: medium none ; display: block;" width="160" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zemanta-img-attribution"&gt;Image by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/44742295@N00/3510918938"&gt;teddY-riseD&lt;/a&gt; via Flickr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Slbov7KKwgI/AAAAAAAAAbE/tbtKqKHhaYo/s1600-h/fight+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Slbov7KKwgI/AAAAAAAAAbE/tbtKqKHhaYo/s320/fight+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356724716835619330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What do you expect from a 10 minutes work... laziness grips me da...  Here i've got some pic of people fighting at &lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Petaling_Street" title="Petaling Street" rel="wikipedia"&gt;Petaling Street&lt;/a&gt; for your eyeview.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pertaling Street..&lt;br /&gt;Not just famous for its pirates products.. but also for its pirates attitude!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fight no 1 : 'Chota' vs bald guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SlbvrPPGJaI/AAAAAAAAAbU/Xk_Dd8Su_sI/s1600-h/DSC02817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SlbvrPPGJaI/AAAAAAAAAbU/Xk_Dd8Su_sI/s320/DSC02817.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356732332907046306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took  this pic when I was strolling down at Petaling Street... This people with radios on them caught this guy after I saw a couple of School boys being chased by  people called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'chota'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Chota'&lt;/span&gt;? Correct me if I mispelled it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SlbvrRQrA9I/AAAAAAAAAbc/AGqL5q9pegc/s1600-h/DSC02818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SlbvrRQrA9I/AAAAAAAAAbc/AGqL5q9pegc/s320/DSC02818.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356732333450527698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This second pic shows a couple of guys laugh after he smack the bald guys head. Its actually a cheap shot...He smack that bald guy head from the back.. What is there to be impressed for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Fight No 2: Motorcyclist vs taxi passenger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then  a couple of steps away from the scene I saw and took this pic...&lt;br /&gt;The guy in the taxi opened the door without knowing that its gonna hit the motorcyclist. The motorcycle fell and made the owner furious. So the motorcycle owner went to him and give him a couple of smudge in the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Slbvr_4OLQI/AAAAAAAAAbk/rn01vi6W1d0/s1600-h/DSC02819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Slbvr_4OLQI/AAAAAAAAAbk/rn01vi6W1d0/s320/DSC02819.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356732345964440834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SlbvsPLcFfI/AAAAAAAAAbs/VjrqBHiQ0JQ/s1600-h/DSC02820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SlbvsPLcFfI/AAAAAAAAAbs/VjrqBHiQ0JQ/s320/DSC02820.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356732350071576050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fight fight fight... When its goin to stop? sheessh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Moral: I know sometime when we are pissed off with somebody.. It feels really good to be able to hit  him in the face.. But eventually that will be it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fighting for something nonsense with each other will only lead to anger, hatred , sorrow.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;makes the devil laughs thousand times.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; height: 15px;" class="zemanta-pixie"&gt;&lt;a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://reblog.zemanta.com/zemified/0d256741-ce9f-4c0f-b621-0a256b83c092/" title="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ; float: right;" class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/reblog_e.png?x-id=0d256741-ce9f-4c0f-b621-0a256b83c092" alt="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zem-script more-related pretty-attribution"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://static.zemanta.com/readside/loader.js" defer="defer"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014029612753701886-7184787172922341184?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/7184787172922341184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=7184787172922341184' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/7184787172922341184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/7184787172922341184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2009/07/fight-fight-fight-petaling-street.html' title='Fight! fight! fight! : Petaling Street'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3318/3510918938_21ef580f83_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-5276385051302398269</id><published>2009-06-27T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T05:25:57.403-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recreation and Sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mountaineer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mount Angsi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Climbing'/><title type='text'>Gunung Angsi: The journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="zemanta-img" style="margin: 1em; float: right; display: block; width: 250px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8340593@N06/2395487530"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2378/2395487530_811b43eb34_m.jpg" alt="GA 01 | 830am Gunung Angsi" style="border: medium none ; display: block;" width="240" height="158" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zemanta-img-attribution"&gt;Image by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8340593@N06/2395487530"&gt;eddiewls&lt;/a&gt; via Flickr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;i just barely able to walk right now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, me and my friend Azim have gone to climb mount Angsi. We actually entered a race in which whoever reached the top first will get a cash prize of RM500. That is not why we entered the race though... There is no chance for us college students to win compared to those athletes who have trained vigorously for this competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Where is Mount Angsi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mount Angsi is located at the Ulu Bendul Recreational Park, &lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://maps.google.com/maps?ll=2.75,102.25&amp;amp;spn=1.0,1.0&amp;amp;q=2.75,102.25%20%28Negeri%20Sembilan%29&amp;amp;t=h" title="Negeri Sembilan" rel="geolocation"&gt;Negeri Sembilan&lt;/a&gt;. It is about 10-20 kilometres way from &lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://maps.google.com/maps?ll=2.71666666667,101.95&amp;amp;spn=0.1,0.1&amp;amp;q=2.71666666667,101.95%20%28Seremban%29&amp;amp;t=h" title="Seremban" rel="geolocation"&gt;Seremban&lt;/a&gt; on the &lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://maps.google.com/maps?ll=2.73333333333,102.25&amp;amp;spn=0.1,0.1&amp;amp;q=2.73333333333,102.25%20%28Kuala%20Pilah%29&amp;amp;t=h" title="Kuala Pilah" rel="geolocation"&gt;Kuala Pilah&lt;/a&gt; route. i actually have no intention to go there until Azim asked me if i wanted to join him. Azim is also a blogger, &lt;a href="http://azymechanical.blogspot.com/"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt; to go to his blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SkcrJWDjPfI/AAAAAAAAAYs/jPmB7lEZslo/s1600-h/sleepin+on+the+bike+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SkcrJWDjPfI/AAAAAAAAAYs/jPmB7lEZslo/s320/sleepin+on+the+bike+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352294121692413426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Going there by motorcycle.... 7.15 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went there by motorcycle.....&lt;br /&gt;I was a little cautious about this because i am notorious for falling asleep while riding a motorbike. zzzz.... No I don't sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Arrived at destination... about 8.20 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived at ulu Bendul, we settled down at a Food stall. Well.. its actually two food stall. We didn't know that until the two owner starts to argue about the food that we order. My friend accidentally ordered a Nasi lemak from the other food stall and his drink from the other one.&lt;br /&gt;It's Horrible...&lt;br /&gt;I also pissed off when they gave me a nasi lemak... which I didn't even order them. It seems like they are very hasty in taking the orders so that the customer won't able to order from the other food stall... Eisshhh!!&lt;br /&gt;I think that they should put a fence so that the customer knows how to differentiate the two stall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Skb-NVZ-wzI/AAAAAAAAAYM/Ei3MxzFF6kE/s1600-h/DSC02794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Skb-NVZ-wzI/AAAAAAAAAYM/Ei3MxzFF6kE/s320/DSC02794.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352244712214283058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Skb-NVZ-wzI/AAAAAAAAAYM/Ei3MxzFF6kE/s1600-h/DSC02794.JPG"&gt;Starting point of the race, so many have come to participate in this event.... &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Starting point 9.30am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice isn't it.. I am glad that such an event got a lot of responds.. There is students, families and even athletes from countries that i don't even know came for the event. There is even a lot of cute girls here hahaha...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Skb-MmR1IxI/AAAAAAAAAX0/bMllqMLY74M/s1600-h/DSC02814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 321px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Skb-MmR1IxI/AAAAAAAAAX0/bMllqMLY74M/s320/DSC02814.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352244699563631378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Skb-MmR1IxI/AAAAAAAAAX0/bMllqMLY74M/s1600-h/DSC02814.JPG"&gt;It was an easy mountain to climbed but it became hard because we run to to reach the peak...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;The climb 10 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran at the first kilometres of the race. It was really tiring, but I continued on...&lt;br /&gt;After i couldn't handle it anymore, I walked... i switched back to running and the rythym goes on.. running and walking...&lt;br /&gt;At a certain point of the race, ive stopped for awhile to get some rest... At this time, Azim came from behind and overtook me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, ive underestimated this guy because of his frail and skinny body. But he sure got the endurance to climb this mountain alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SkcrJsb_olI/AAAAAAAAAY0/nJoyUyI0ujY/s1600-h/tired+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SkcrJsb_olI/AAAAAAAAAY0/nJoyUyI0ujY/s320/tired+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352294127700517458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Some small girls, A couple of Old men are beating me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wha!! I couldn't believe that this guys could catch up to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was damn tired,thirsty... and my foot just couldn't move as i wanted. I suffered leg cramps that made me unable to walk properly. It makes my climb to be slower and slower....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Skb-NB3jm0I/AAAAAAAAAYE/aobumPkZocs/s1600-h/DSC02807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Skb-NB3jm0I/AAAAAAAAAYE/aobumPkZocs/s320/DSC02807.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352244706969623362" border="0" /&gt;The view from the top of Mount Angsi.. Eii.. Whose house is that?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am at the top... 11.40am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even with all the hardships, I have managed to get at the top of this Mountain.&lt;br /&gt;What surprises me when reached the top is..............................&lt;br /&gt;I've got stung by a bee!!! Ouch!!! It have been a long time since i have ever stung by one...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. thank god i reached the top...&lt;br /&gt;The view was spectacular but i coudn't managed to get a good picture of it... Sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;The way down.. 12pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough i've reached the top, but the cramps still didn't go away. It is very painful continuing like this... That wasn't an obstacle anymore as a kind boy from Senawang gave me a remedial oil to ease off the strain... Miraculously it worked.. I thanked the boy and continued the way down together.. Because I was so pumped up, I eventually left him and continued climbing down the mountain in a  very fast pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Skb-MxJLoJI/AAAAAAAAAX8/MTon4XVB-uM/s1600-h/DSC02813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Skb-MxJLoJI/AAAAAAAAAX8/MTon4XVB-uM/s320/DSC02813.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352244702480146578" border="0" /&gt;I drank some water from this small rivulet to quench my thirst. It was very refreshing.... &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it was just me... but to me.. the way back down is 10 times easier than climbing up..&lt;br /&gt;In my way back down, i've managed to catch up with some people who have overtook me earlier...&lt;br /&gt;i've also managed to find some people who weren't able to continue the climb...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I reached the  bottom, i was kinda shocked to see that there is actually not many people who have reached the peak. I've started wandering where is the hell is the young boys... They should have been able to finished the race. What a waste  of youth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Back home 2.30 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we went back, we enjoyed ourselves bathing in the river.. The water was very cold though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad i have gone through this journey...&lt;br /&gt;I have always love the beauty of the forest...&lt;br /&gt;If I have the chance..&lt;br /&gt;I would go there again..&lt;br /&gt;Or..&lt;br /&gt;Climb another mountain...      &lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; height: 15px;" class="zemanta-pixie"&gt;&lt;a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://reblog.zemanta.com/zemified/547b9563-383a-43b3-8bf1-3903b5144d51/" title="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ; float: right;" class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/reblog_e.png?x-id=547b9563-383a-43b3-8bf1-3903b5144d51" alt="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zem-script more-related pretty-attribution"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://static.zemanta.com/readside/loader.js" defer="defer"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014029612753701886-5276385051302398269?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/5276385051302398269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=5276385051302398269' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/5276385051302398269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/5276385051302398269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2009/06/gunung-angsi-journey.html' title='Gunung Angsi: The journey'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2378/2395487530_811b43eb34_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-713461992900682111</id><published>2009-06-25T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T15:58:01.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Michael jackson Dies, Age 50</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="zemanta-img" style="margin: 1em; float: right; display: block; width: 157px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://commons.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Michael_Jackson_1984.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/0/04/Michael_Jackson_1984.jpg" alt="Michael Jackson, cropped from :Image:Michael J..." style="border: medium none ; display: block;" width="147" height="224" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zemanta-img-attribution"&gt;Image via &lt;a href="http://commons.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Michael_Jackson_1984.jpg"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;It was being reported in the news that the famous singer have died due to Cardiac arrest. More report on the pop superstar.&lt;a href="http://www.shewired.com/Article.cfm?ID=23154"&gt; click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael jackson or Mikaeel (his muslim name) have converted to Islam recently in 2008. You can &lt;a href="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/newstopics/celebritynews/3494296/Michael-Jackson-converts-to-Islam-and-changes-name-to-Mikaeel.html"&gt;click here &lt;/a&gt;for report about his convertion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Allah bless his soul.. Al fatihah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; height: 15px;" class="zemanta-pixie"&gt;&lt;a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://reblog.zemanta.com/zemified/3d9b41eb-5918-4ce9-ad3b-dd8700ad7295/" title="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ; float: right;" class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/reblog_e.png?x-id=3d9b41eb-5918-4ce9-ad3b-dd8700ad7295" alt="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zem-script more-related pretty-attribution"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://static.zemanta.com/readside/loader.js" defer="defer"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014029612753701886-713461992900682111?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/713461992900682111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=713461992900682111' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/713461992900682111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/713461992900682111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2009/06/michael-jackson-dies-age-50.html' title='Michael jackson Dies, Age 50'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-4479305048699796478</id><published>2009-06-25T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T06:39:10.964-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adolescence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abortion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Youth'/><title type='text'>The Children who can't be Adults</title><content type='html'>When I was the president of the &lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Student_council" title="Student council" rel="wikipedia"&gt;student council&lt;/a&gt;, I always hang out at the Students affair department. Because of my regularities in the office, i've always mistaken to be a worker there. There was time when the Nepalist Guard will salute me as I am entering the college.. Its kinda tickles me as they do that.. But not anymore... I still remembered that when the Rector, Dr Kamis comes to the Students Affair Department, I will flee from the office to avoid from seeing his face. He said to me "the office is place for staffs only.. Students are not allowed to go in and out freely... &lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bla_Bla_Bla" title="Bla Bla Bla" rel="wikipedia"&gt;bla bla bla&lt;/a&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;I got the point, It was my fault..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my life as a student's council sometimes exposes me to the students cases. Though we are not suppose to know, but my eyes and ears just can't shut myself up from knowing the crimes commited by the students. Don't be shock, crime like stealing, &lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Adultery" title="Adultery" rel="wikipedia"&gt;adultery&lt;/a&gt;, gangsterisme are quite common in &lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Youth" title="Youth" rel="wikipedia"&gt;youths&lt;/a&gt; nowadays. Almost every college have the same problems.... You ask yourself.. why does this happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its always came to my ear about students who are caught for close proximity (khalwat). Whether boys are caught in the girls hostel room or otherwise. You know what are they doing right.. that is why this blog is only for 18 years old and older. Id say keep on reading even if you are still a highschool student... this might be a bit of reminder for you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the topic, In islam, it is stated in "don't come near to fornification..." 17:32. However, youth nowadays don't want to listen. They just kept on being tricked by lust saying that this is LOVE...&lt;br /&gt;Many youth are confused whether they do this for love or for lust.&lt;br /&gt;Either way, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;because of a night of happiness, suffer for a lifetime....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are being bombarded with cases that involves youth or teenagers about child &lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Abortion" title="Abortion" rel="wikipedia"&gt;abortion&lt;/a&gt; and abandoned babies. This is what happen when we are doing something without even thinking the consequences. When an adolescent unmarried girl is test positive for pregnancy, the choice that they have is to do an abortion which in other word killing the innocent baby or just get on with it and being a mother at young age. Which the mother will be going through a very hard life, many of them will have to drop ut of school and finds a job to support her baby. Her son or daughter will also facing a very hard time in their life. Probably being called a 'bastard' or whatsoever in their school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, many impregnant girl will found themselves humiliated and embarassed to face anyone. Because of this, the innocent babies will likely be abandoned. Sadly, some of the babies were dumped in the most disgusting places. &lt;a href="http://parvezpark.blogspot.com/2008/09/babies-found-abandoned.html"&gt;The&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://parvezpark.blogspot.com/2008/09/babies-found-abandoned.html"&gt;re is  cases where babies were found bitten by stray animals. &lt;/a&gt;If you don't have the guts, don't click!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't get it, if they don't want to keep the baby. Why don't they just put the babies to somewhere better.. at least try taking them to an adoption centre.. Jeez..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the latest artwork...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SkMknkov_gI/AAAAAAAAAWk/LVKdV5CsnrA/s1600-h/mamababy+copy+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SkMknkov_gI/AAAAAAAAAWk/LVKdV5CsnrA/s320/mamababy+copy+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351161044514373122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My eyes hurt doing this... hahaha... takes me about  three hours to do this.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral: To unmarried couples out there, it would be harsh if i say stop your relationship isn't it?.. So I would like to say.. control your feeling whether you are a female or male... think about what will happen.. think about the abandoned child... think about them who have suffered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to control your feeling? Find out yourselves.. my hands is hurting right now.. I typed too much....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; height: 15px;" class="zemanta-pixie"&gt;&lt;a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://reblog.zemanta.com/zemified/94d693a9-5460-43f6-8efa-40c135dd72c9/" title="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ; float: right;" class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/reblog_e.png?x-id=94d693a9-5460-43f6-8efa-40c135dd72c9" alt="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zem-script more-related pretty-attribution"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://static.zemanta.com/readside/loader.js" defer="defer"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014029612753701886-4479305048699796478?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/4479305048699796478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=4479305048699796478' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/4479305048699796478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/4479305048699796478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2009/06/children-who-cant-be-adults_25.html' title='The Children who can&apos;t be Adults'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SkMknkov_gI/AAAAAAAAAWk/LVKdV5CsnrA/s72-c/mamababy+copy+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-532178585907899975</id><published>2009-06-24T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T06:35:22.262-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alone'/><title type='text'>I am alone</title><content type='html'>My housemate left me this morning, leaving me with a bag of bread for me to finish. Now... I am all alone in this house...&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Now its time for Paah.. tay.....&lt;br /&gt;Open the music!&lt;br /&gt;Follow the beat!&lt;br /&gt;Now its all mine!!! Badabing badabing!! badaboom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chill man... i have to finish something here first.. then i will go back to my hometown..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SkIPFdMcgRI/AAAAAAAAAWE/B6iDhaKYYcU/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SkIPFdMcgRI/AAAAAAAAAWE/B6iDhaKYYcU/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350855893680161042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral: We are never alone........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014029612753701886-532178585907899975?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/532178585907899975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=532178585907899975' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/532178585907899975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/532178585907899975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-alone.html' title='I am alone'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SkIPFdMcgRI/AAAAAAAAAWE/B6iDhaKYYcU/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-8786454208757234346</id><published>2009-06-20T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T08:01:33.945-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='semester break'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tao of jeet kune do'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photoshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the healing with the medicine of the prophet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kisah para nabi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Achieving Achievements</title><content type='html'>The semester break has always been  what I am  waiting for...&lt;br /&gt;Not for me  to just go home to Venice and relax. It is  for me.. and maybe for us is the most precious time to achieve something....&lt;br /&gt;Something that we cannot do so often while we were studying or working... In order for my holidays to not just remains as holidays... i've always set up some goals on what I wanted to achieve in my semester break... As now I am a blogger, i've decided to list down some of my goals in this blog so that my spirits will never burned out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the goals is about books.. yeah.. Somehow I've got problems in  spending my time with books last semester.. I hope this time i can read them peacefully...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kisah Para nabi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Sj-FyewUZHI/AAAAAAAAAUo/bSEWxTXc7sE/s1600-h/DSC02784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Sj-FyewUZHI/AAAAAAAAAUo/bSEWxTXc7sE/s320/DSC02784.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350141984635118706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After you read the &lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sirah_Rasul_Allah" title="Sirah Rasul Allah" rel="wikipedia"&gt;Sirah&lt;/a&gt;.. i thought it might be ideal to then read about the prophets based more on the Quran and &lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hadith" title="Hadith" rel="wikipedia"&gt;hadith&lt;/a&gt;.. That is what have been done by Ibn Katsir... I don't think I have problem reading this book because i've actually gone through some of the stories of prophets in this book.. It is really a great book to read...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Healing with the medicine of the proph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;et&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Sj-F_C0a6oI/AAAAAAAAAUw/htj2btzo5mw/s1600-h/DSC02783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Sj-F_C0a6oI/AAAAAAAAAUw/htj2btzo5mw/s320/DSC02783.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350142200474430082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is just not fun to do anything without a healthy body. So to keep a healthy body... where can we get the best tip from..  No other than the way of our prophet Rasulullah SAW...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tao of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" class="zem_slink" href="http://www.bruceleefoundation.com/" title="Jeet Kune Do" rel="homepage"&gt;jeet Kune Do&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; (JKD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Sj-GPIRi7yI/AAAAAAAAAU4/uZoAvo-qlLk/s1600-h/DSC02785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Sj-GPIRi7yI/AAAAAAAAAU4/uZoAvo-qlLk/s320/DSC02785.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350142476816674594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it is just like remainance of notes about &lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Martial_arts" title="Martial arts" rel="wikipedia"&gt;martial arts&lt;/a&gt; and JKD from the late Bruce Lee. It is still interesting to know on what was one of the famous martial artist have left for us... There is lots of words of virtue in this book like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"there is no fixed teaching, All I can provide is an appropriate medicine for a particular ailment"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"punch when you have to punch; kick when you have to kick"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next goal, i am thinkin to train to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;perfecting my h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;andspring and back flip&lt;/span&gt;. I hope by the end of this semester break.. I will simply able to those moves without hesitation..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Sj-PeWGOHrI/AAAAAAAAAVY/fD5ziFeR6Bg/s1600-h/photoshop+boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Sj-PeWGOHrI/AAAAAAAAAVY/fD5ziFeR6Bg/s320/photoshop+boy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350152633829957298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Photoshop!!&lt;/span&gt; Maybe this will be my priority in this semester break.. i am still twinkering with the basics right now... Theres a lot i need to know about this thing so that i know how  to put background, layering, lasso tool,filtering...Its a lot better if someone just can teach me personally how to do this.. I've gone through tutorials in the Youtube but I just don't get it.. A lot of them just show their drawing skills, how to draw this and that... in which i've already knew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, its good to have plan about what you are going to do in your holiday... going out, visit other countries, relax.. its up to you..&lt;br /&gt;BUT don't forget about our parents at home...&lt;br /&gt;Spend your time with them and do what you have to do as a son or daughter... Don't make your free time wasted doing nothing..&lt;br /&gt;i am a bit dissapointed when when I asked  people about their semester break and they answered..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My holidays is boring"&lt;br /&gt;"It is boring at home, there is nothing I can do"&lt;br /&gt;"sleepin.. doin nothin".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is up with that attitude.. There's a whole lot of thing this in world to be discovered.. fill this life with good deeds as much as possible.. May this be a reminder for me and to us all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="zem-script more-related pretty-attribution"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://static.zemanta.com/readside/loader.js" defer="defer"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014029612753701886-8786454208757234346?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/8786454208757234346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=8786454208757234346' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/8786454208757234346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/8786454208757234346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2009/06/achieving-achievements.html' title='Achieving Achievements'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Sj-FyewUZHI/AAAAAAAAAUo/bSEWxTXc7sE/s72-c/DSC02784.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-6652494969678996324</id><published>2009-06-17T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T03:56:49.333-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Lets Burn Something!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Sjio94S41hI/AAAAAAAAASw/VfOaqUBQJu0/s1600-h/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 171px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Sjio94S41hI/AAAAAAAAASw/VfOaqUBQJu0/s320/a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348210338539558418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Wahhahahah...&lt;br /&gt;Oh the smell of the fried chicken...&lt;br /&gt;Oh the taste of self cook cuisine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long has it been... since i last cook anything ...&lt;br /&gt;The second best thing I like  to make after drawing is cooking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because there is no class today so I  went to the kitchen and cook anything that I  can found in the kitchen.. Today's meal is Fried Chicken butter, telur goreng and Sambal... with rice of course..&lt;br /&gt;Though its just a simple dish but it taste much better than eating outside... Bismillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight the menu will be spahetti with .. erm.. not sure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*******&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SjjK7f1foQI/AAAAAAAAATA/6pHCzbZeH_0/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SjjK7f1foQI/AAAAAAAAATA/6pHCzbZeH_0/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348247681009426690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Moral: The moral here is....erm..... don't eat too much Maggee.. not good for health..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/5014029612753701886-6652494969678996324?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/6652494969678996324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=6652494969678996324' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/6652494969678996324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/6652494969678996324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2009/06/lets-burn-something.html' title='Lets Burn Something!'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Sjio94S41hI/AAAAAAAAASw/VfOaqUBQJu0/s72-c/a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-3192039819067623110</id><published>2009-06-15T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T23:44:39.704-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Khidmat negara'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='National Service'/><title type='text'>National Service (Khidmat Negara)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SjZwVZW2sII/AAAAAAAAAQw/MpIOjBwRPBU/s1600-h/logo+plkn.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SjZwVZW2sII/AAAAAAAAAQw/MpIOjBwRPBU/s320/logo+plkn.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347585120435351682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard about the news that the government wanted to make the &lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/National_service" title="National service" rel="wikipedia"&gt;National Service&lt;/a&gt; compulsory to every 18 years old. I don't really mind about that idea.. Plus. i  think that is what the government should've done long before.This will give the equal rights for every 18 years old to enter the service whether they wanted it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was an NS trainee before.. which camp I enter? I don't wanna tell you..&lt;br /&gt;What I know is that when my name were in the list to be  in the NS. I was so damn excited..&lt;br /&gt;So what have I done?&lt;br /&gt;I did  my very own special &lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sports_training" title="Sports training" rel="wikipedia"&gt;physical training&lt;/a&gt; to be able to endure the hardness of any military service could be.. I do weightlifting, jogging for miles, all that kinda stuff that would make your body stronger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I set foot into the camp, the experience that i've been through is not as I expected it to be.. Very very very far from what I have imagined...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I tell you guys about my experience, I wanna say that every activities, sessions and slot that were implemented in the NS is good. It really was fun, educational and exciting..... but.... it was not that good enough. The NS remains only as that... the same similar thing that can be learned from seminars or bootcamp in the highschool that have been done by groups like Biro Tatanegara, Ukhwah.com or somethin similar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was lack of security and observation being done to the trainee. Furthermore, a very weak disciplinary action to the trainee in which the punishment is very light... The punishment were actually very heavy at first but it was lighten down because of the complains that have been done by the trainees making the administration of the camp limits the count of punisment. As an example, only 10 pushups were done instead of 100 that have been done in the first few days of the start of the training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There was lot of drama there&lt;/span&gt;... Fighting... Gansterisme (real gangster.. some of them have their own gang)... adultery ( couple couple... some were caught kissin).. Stealing.. &lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tobacco_smoking" title="Tobacco smoking" rel="wikipedia"&gt;Smoking&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;What is up with all that?? What is a National service if they can't handle that situation???&lt;br /&gt;The one that i was really pissed off was in the end of the programme... some of the trainee popped out some cigarrettes from nowhere and smokes!!! In the bloody NS CAMP!!!&lt;br /&gt;What a shame... an indication that the programme is not working... It was not the trainer fault though as i've seen they were doing their best to stop this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make it more simpler.. i will list down my good and bad experience that i've been through..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good experience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've learned to live with people from around the country...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wake up at 5Am which I am  a morning guy anyway&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Won some competitions with my company.. ended up gettin the second place in overall champion&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love the activities&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love push ups&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love my friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love the trainers, commanders and everyone in the admin.. they were my inspiration...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bad experience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fighting... a lot..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Almost have a fight with a crowd of people.. 1 0n 30 sumthin.. lucky a trainer was there.. so I survived (I was so strict)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A sledgehammer in the locker for safety&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stones were thrown at me by some rascals&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Boooed by people who hate me while I was giving a public speech (cos there was nobody else who have the guts to talk.. i have no choice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sad seeing most of the trainees to be so lazy, not disciplined, lousy, jealous, everything!! Arghh!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My uniform were too big...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Weird Experience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A girl confesses her love to me... It's not the first time but it still is weird...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;In the end, i think that they suppose to change NS to a more military style training. From my experiences, i learned that the old ways aint gonna help in creating outstanding citizen. We have to apply the true National Service... replicating national service in countries like Korea or Singapore. That is what a true National Service supposed to be... Plus, do not used the trainee to be a political instrument that such we have seen clearly in media where trainees is being used for campaigning by U*N*.. what a shame... Totally..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SjZw3fxVfLI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/olExcPY7z2E/s1600-h/renungan+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SjZw3fxVfLI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/olExcPY7z2E/s320/renungan+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347585706272586930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: This article is made not to defy the government.. NOT... Just think of them as a report of my experiences in NS. I don't wanna be detained and locked up in ISA! Got that!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it was still an experiences that I will never forget.. a lot that I have learned especially in knowing people and their social behaviour.. everything have its hikmah..  &lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; height: 15px;" class="zemanta-pixie"&gt;&lt;a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://reblog.zemanta.com/zemified/019b2bd6-c74f-4abc-88cb-06383fedf42d/" title="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ; float: right;" class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/reblog_e.png?x-id=019b2bd6-c74f-4abc-88cb-06383fedf42d" alt="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zem-script more-related pretty-attribution"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://static.zemanta.com/readside/loader.js" defer="defer"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014029612753701886-3192039819067623110?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/3192039819067623110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=3192039819067623110' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/3192039819067623110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/3192039819067623110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2009/06/national-service-khidmat-negara.html' title='National Service (Khidmat Negara)'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SjZwVZW2sII/AAAAAAAAAQw/MpIOjBwRPBU/s72-c/logo+plkn.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-5434598480456397142</id><published>2009-06-14T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T04:16:42.541-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kampung Bukit Nibong Paya Dalam'/><title type='text'>Bukit Nibong</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SjS5hMswG0I/AAAAAAAAAPU/QOm-prPVmcQ/s1600-h/e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SjS5hMswG0I/AAAAAAAAAPU/QOm-prPVmcQ/s320/e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347102637591370562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last friday, i got a call from my brother, Hakim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hakim: nak pergi Melaka tak? Pergi balik kampung..&lt;br /&gt;naqiubex: Boleh boleh boleh... Jom!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro invited me to go to Melaka! It has been  about two years since i haven't visited my relatives there... We are heading to Kg Bukit Nibong Paya Dalam, a village located in Melaka. Which is actually the place where my parents grow up. When my 'Atok and nenek' were still alive, our family always came to this place... especially in Hari Raya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my father always taught his children when visiting someone... Do not make a phonecall to inform them, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we will just make our way to ou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;r r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;elative houses without them even knowing that we are coming.. &lt;/span&gt;always wanted to put that element of surprise eventhough we came from hundreds miles away.. we went to Bukit Katil first to see our relatives there... and the result is.... there was nobody  home... HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SjS51Dk76nI/AAAAAAAAAPk/BthxW4mDKug/s1600-h/DSC02744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SjS51Dk76nI/AAAAAAAAAPk/BthxW4mDKug/s320/DSC02744.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347102978740054642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived at Bukit Nibong, we were lucky to finally meet our relatives there.. I was so glad as I haven't seen them for a long time... I was also glad that they still recognized me.. even when my hair was long and messy.. Ouch.. This visit to Bukit Nibong is a very nostalgic moment for me.. Memories of my childhood just rushing into my head.. I was really happy and excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SjS49wwMgvI/AAAAAAAAAO8/-LVNew2q94Q/s1600-h/b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SjS49wwMgvI/AAAAAAAAAO8/-LVNew2q94Q/s320/b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347102028794200818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SjS5qAH4shI/AAAAAAAAAPc/bBTnvM3cnow/s1600-h/f.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SjS5qAH4shI/AAAAAAAAAPc/bBTnvM3cnow/s320/f.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347102788834341394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SjS5NixjPRI/AAAAAAAAAPE/vum6UFTjmOM/s1600-h/d.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SjS5NixjPRI/AAAAAAAAAPE/vum6UFTjmOM/s320/d.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347102299919695122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take all the Rambutans BRO!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it the fruit season? Because there is lots of them.. Durians, Jambu, Nangka, Rambutans.....&lt;br /&gt;So.. what are we waiting for.. climb the trees and take them all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SjS4IYLPs0I/AAAAAAAAAOs/TYSKGp8B_TU/s1600-h/edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 304px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SjS4IYLPs0I/AAAAAAAAAOs/TYSKGp8B_TU/s320/edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347101111663702850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one to the right is my brother's son. My ever vigilant nephew..........&lt;br /&gt;and the other guys identity............. is.............. a secret!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end we were really having a great time there, my bro sent me back to the college bringing a handful of gifts. In which I planned to give it to my housemates. I seldom bringing anything to the hostels. If I did, I would just tossed it somewhere and forget about it. Lucky I have my friends to finish those rambutans... Not to forget, its look like my tummy is getting bigger again....  I almost had those pecs and now its gone.... back to the sit ups again... \&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SjTYFRqrHcI/AAAAAAAAAQI/_QkMHB8_S84/s1600-h/6+pecs+copy.bmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SjTYFRqrHcI/AAAAAAAAAQI/_QkMHB8_S84/s320/6+pecs+copy.bmp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347136242748956098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral : Go back home if you have the time.. But don't go back home so often.. nanti meluat pulak tengok...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014029612753701886-5434598480456397142?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/5434598480456397142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=5434598480456397142' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/5434598480456397142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/5434598480456397142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2009/06/bukit-nibong.html' title='Bukit Nibong'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SjS5hMswG0I/AAAAAAAAAPU/QOm-prPVmcQ/s72-c/e.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-3598186046240330538</id><published>2009-06-12T03:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T16:00:17.051-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arabian knight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reunion'/><title type='text'>A Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I guess there is no choice here.. The time and work that I have.. I don't think that I suppose to leave the college right now.. I am sorry my friends of Joharian.. I couldn't come to the reunion tomorrow.. Maybe i'll see you guys again next time...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Class is finished.. Now it's exam time!! Come on!! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Arabian Knight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SjI3vQJy8YI/AAAAAAAAANU/TOmP7rNypD8/s1600-h/arab+q+copy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SjI3vQJy8YI/AAAAAAAAANU/TOmP7rNypD8/s320/arab+q+copy.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346396992571634050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was suppose to do something else, but my hand couldn't stop playing with the photoshop.. So i did this work of an Arabian knight holding a scimitar as fast as I could.. The sword does look distorted though.. haha.... Inspiration came from Ong Bak 2... Love that movie!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014029612753701886-3598186046240330538?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/3598186046240330538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=3598186046240330538' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/3598186046240330538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/3598186046240330538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2009/06/reunion.html' title='A Reunion'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SjI3vQJy8YI/AAAAAAAAANU/TOmP7rNypD8/s72-c/arab+q+copy.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-5986393987720981821</id><published>2009-06-07T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T08:34:39.219-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A pleasant view'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='war'/><title type='text'>A pleasant view</title><content type='html'>Sitting here on  a bench, I was  in a park. Watching people doing their lively activities...&lt;br /&gt;There are people jogging, sightseeing, taking their kids around to play. It was a very pleasant view...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing this, making me feel pity for the people who lives were devastated by the brutality of crimes and war. To the people of Gaza, Darfur, Bosnia and a lot more war driven countries. Those people endure pain everyday.. Unlike us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While they were crying..&lt;br /&gt;We are out here playing..&lt;br /&gt;While they are dying to find food...&lt;br /&gt;We are dying because of eating too much food...&lt;br /&gt;We always forget about them.. we always forget to help them.. we always forget to pray for them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us don't even care about them...&lt;br /&gt;As we are moving far away from them, slowly we are heading to the right same direction.&lt;br /&gt;The crime rates is going up everyday..&lt;br /&gt;Mat Rempit, kidnappers, Ah Long, robbers, house killers are going rampant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Even our own HOME SWEET HOME can be turned into an asylum of despair..   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The government are very sloppy at handling this...&lt;br /&gt;Entertainment nowadays looks like encouraging this... (REMPIT, KL Drift nonsense that promote misbehaviour among teenagers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't want a world like that right? I know we couldn't have pleasantville... but the least is a safe environment..&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to say what to do because I think you already knew...  Jaa naa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A pleasant view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SivQQ5L6KDI/AAAAAAAAAKs/qLIm0cwjT5c/s1600-h/view+colour+copy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SivQQ5L6KDI/AAAAAAAAAKs/qLIm0cwjT5c/s320/view+colour+copy.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344594371452479538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yay.. somebody need to teach me using photoshop someday... The lineart is still unsatisfying...&lt;br /&gt;Plus.. I don't know how to do layering..&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/5014029612753701886-5986393987720981821?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/5986393987720981821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=5986393987720981821' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/5986393987720981821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/5986393987720981821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2009/06/pleasant-view.html' title='A pleasant view'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SivQQ5L6KDI/AAAAAAAAAKs/qLIm0cwjT5c/s72-c/view+colour+copy.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-6712452944005760426</id><published>2009-06-05T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T07:10:23.421-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cat puke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random notes'/><title type='text'>Random notes: Cat Puke</title><content type='html'>I'd have a lot of things to write about on the last few days.. Because of the time.. I do it like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A day full of appreciation and reward... Sometimes some people just takes your heart away without we even noticing that its gonna come. I couldn't really say how thankful I am for your wonderful gift to me Mr Balaraman. All  I did is just delivering a few words, but you call me without knowing who I really am... Giving me a memory that I will  treasure for a lifetime...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Celcom bills... Streamyx bills.. bills bills bills.... tax tax tax....money burn burn burn...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've just been interviewed by a reporter about the collapsed Stadium.. Im not sure if id really seen something right before its collapsed.. &lt;a href="http://0ln.blogspot.com/2009/06/apakah-anda-tahu.html"&gt;See the full report here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For those people who tagged me, i am sorry that I still do nothing about it. I will try to return back the favor someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yucky! Who puke in the front of my house door steps. It's a cat? Why would it want to puke all the way to the fifth floor.. (My house is at the fifth floor)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cat Puke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SikjZtAEXbI/AAAAAAAAAKM/7Cejj0l_59s/s1600-h/cat+puke+copy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SikjZtAEXbI/AAAAAAAAAKM/7Cejj0l_59s/s320/cat+puke+copy.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343841357335387570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a tragedy that struck my house recently.. A test for me whether i will do the cleaning or my housemate. The moral of this is "Everything that happen to us, have its hikmah".&lt;br /&gt;What is the hikmah?&lt;br /&gt;Of course it have its own  reward that we could not see..&lt;br /&gt;So don't be sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.................................................. eventually nobody cleaned the disgusting puke.. later..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014029612753701886-6712452944005760426?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/6712452944005760426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=6712452944005760426' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/6712452944005760426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/6712452944005760426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2009/06/random-notes-cat-puke.html' title='Random notes: Cat Puke'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SikjZtAEXbI/AAAAAAAAAKM/7Cejj0l_59s/s72-c/cat+puke+copy.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-2360438639712447052</id><published>2009-06-02T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T04:23:53.462-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='martial arts'/><title type='text'>Refreshed..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SiXDjaNVAxI/AAAAAAAAAJk/kEM5L8jybkM/s1600-h/silat.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SiXDjaNVAxI/AAAAAAAAAJk/kEM5L8jybkM/s320/silat.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342891546043024146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                 *****&lt;br /&gt;Erm.. wow.. Its already June, so it have been  a month long since I started blogging.. It also reminded me that I got a lot of assignments to submit. Plus, gonna be ready for the upcoming exam and a test this Friday... Wooh.. Life is good..&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                *****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so relieved last night, it have been 2 weeks since I last stretched my muscles. After goin back to the training ground, I feel so much refreshed right now.. Its look like a lot of my colleague in the Gayong regiment have improved. I was kinda ashamed of myself, cause Id have forgotten a lot of moves and there are some moves that I still haven't learned yet. I am lucky to have my friends to back me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a sparring session last night that I didn't even know it was a sparring. Id just came out volunteering myself to be the opponent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Id said to my teacher "What's this Sensei?".&lt;br /&gt;My friend 'Ibrahim' which is my opponent at that time said "Don't hit the head and the crotch"&lt;br /&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;Then I knew it was a sparring.. LOL.. i was a bit awkward back then because it have been  a very long time since I done this. The last time I did is while I was in High school learning Karate under Shito Ryu or in a Silat competition. Which one I don't remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That means, it have been about 3 years or sumthin! All my coordination, precision, power, balance and form  is off. The outstanding charecteristic of the expert athlete is his ease of movement, even during maximal effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh.. I really need to get rid of this excess fat in my belly.. Really slowing my movement..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014029612753701886-2360438639712447052?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/2360438639712447052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=2360438639712447052' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/2360438639712447052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/2360438639712447052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2009/06/refreshed.html' title='Refreshed..'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SiXDjaNVAxI/AAAAAAAAAJk/kEM5L8jybkM/s72-c/silat.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-1362027049212047000</id><published>2009-06-01T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T15:55:57.905-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pikat burung. geopelia striata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dove'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Merbok'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bird'/><title type='text'>I wanna let you go..</title><content type='html'>Limiting to only 10 subjects? Even I took 11.. wat de fish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my little bro is sick at home.. I knew that he should've never ate that instant noodle too much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*****&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SiPcP-JiQdI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Jq3UNdTXZpY/s1600-h/DSC02655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SiPcP-JiQdI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Jq3UNdTXZpY/s320/DSC02655.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342355749930680786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dove in the picture is a Geopelia Striata or locally known as 'Burung Merbok'.&lt;br /&gt;This bird is kept by someone i knew, living just a block away from the Surau..&lt;br /&gt;From time to time, i will visit the bird's man made nest to have a glimpse of this beautiful but poor animal.&lt;br /&gt;The bird leg is tied by a small rope...&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if the bird's wing is clipped.. usually they does it to avoid the bird from flying far..&lt;br /&gt;Her fate living in a dark, uncomfortable and lonely world is all because of the human activity called bird catching or 'Pikat burung'.&lt;br /&gt;Don't they see the difference in their eyes when they roam freely in the sky..&lt;br /&gt;compared to birds that are held in the cage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind if the dove is caught and breed for its benefits in producing eggs or meat..&lt;br /&gt;But I don't see that to this bird..&lt;br /&gt;What I see is sad.. tied up bird.. being a victim of fullfilling a pathetic human pleasure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The owner of this bird is the type of guy that is hard to be reasoned with.. All that i can do is pray.. Imagine yourselves tied like the bird.. Wouldn't it be painful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SiPgT_PutQI/AAAAAAAAAH4/0-vuK4zGTZM/s1600-h/burung..+copy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SiPgT_PutQI/AAAAAAAAAH4/0-vuK4zGTZM/s320/burung..+copy.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342360216991085826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014029612753701886-1362027049212047000?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/1362027049212047000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=1362027049212047000' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/1362027049212047000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/1362027049212047000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-wanna-let-you-go.html' title='I wanna let you go..'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SiPcP-JiQdI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Jq3UNdTXZpY/s72-c/DSC02655.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-3239074535959046590</id><published>2009-05-29T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T20:34:14.805-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='legenda buzz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>Reminded</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Last thursday, the lecturers' week closing ceremony was held. Id say congratulations to the people who works their butt to make the event happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Just as promise to my friends and some of my readers, i will post the poem that i read on that unforgettable day..  this is a very special poem dedicated to the lecturers' of Legenda education Group.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SiCn6utfK0I/AAAAAAAAAHY/KTpO6gZkQe0/s1600-h/reminded.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SiCn6utfK0I/AAAAAAAAAHY/KTpO6gZkQe0/s320/reminded.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341453785474476866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reminded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We are coming late for the class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or not coming to the class at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You were waiting there thinking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The student is going to pay afterall&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We are late submitting the assignments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or not submitting anything at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You sit there thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That the student is going to fail afterall&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We are talking behind your back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or never even see you at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You sit there laughing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That you are not losing anything at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We couldn't answer the exams &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or not answering anything at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You look to him wandering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've never seen this student in the class at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As we goin to bed trying to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we couldn't sleep afterall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thinking on what you have done to us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That we have never tried to understand at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We just know how to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stress you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sickened you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;annoys you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hurt you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why don't you just teach me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;then just let me go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because someday we'll think of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;reminded of memories years ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On how you teached us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On how you helped us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On how you supported us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On how you have faith in us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're truly one to be admired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For you gave me more than required&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we are truly disgusted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After being reminded&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For not saying thank you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On what you did to us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For not saying sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On what we did to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Naqib Hakim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;This may be my last poem to the lecturers' of Legenda as I will finish my HND this December&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The last line id took from my older poem... you can find it on my older post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014029612753701886-3239074535959046590?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/3239074535959046590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=3239074535959046590' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/3239074535959046590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/3239074535959046590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2009/05/reminded.html' title='Reminded'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SiCn6utfK0I/AAAAAAAAAHY/KTpO6gZkQe0/s72-c/reminded.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-588218118844545344</id><published>2009-05-24T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T06:29:00.099-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The crying lady'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>The Crying Lady</title><content type='html'>Look what message did I got from the President of the legenda Student Council... Rashid Rohim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"salam. naqib. lect week ni, hang brsajak nk x? Just utk 5-10 minit.. Ok?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It says that should I take the proposal to present a poem for the Lecturers' Celebration this thursday?..&lt;br /&gt;Well, It's ON... Now what poem am I gonna present to my sweet lecturers... hehehe... Any Idea guys... Give me the best poem  for the sake of our teachers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; ***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/ShvPvbtbekI/AAAAAAAAAFs/wpP9XP1Kg6U/s1600-h/crying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/ShvPvbtbekI/AAAAAAAAAFs/wpP9XP1Kg6U/s320/crying.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340090196976958018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hmm.. quite lazy on the colouring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was Sunday, i was on my way to Batang Benar that day after buying some books at Kinokuniya. Because the seats were all taken, Id have to stand. I'd have nothing to do at that time except listening to my mp3.(Of course, you are in a train!). So, i look  around too see if there is some hot cheeks in train... haha just kidding! There is a girl there sitting just a few steps in front of me. She was reading... This girl captivates me not because she is CUTE.. it is more to the way she's reading the book..&lt;br /&gt;She was very very very into it..&lt;br /&gt;Looking very very very sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow.. that was the first time I saw someone reading a book with that sadness in her eyes. That doesn't bothers me much.. until..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Sob.. Sob... &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She was crying... with tears on her eyes..&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a public transport full of people...&lt;br /&gt;Every people that were around her feels a little discomfort of her reactions.. I don't think it's easy for me to push that level of emotion while reading a book especially in a public area..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though her actions does look kinda weird, but actually i envy her... Yes... Because I don't have the imagination to make words and letters to a story that i can feel and get absorbed by...&lt;br /&gt;I hope she feels the same while reading Quran..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, about the book she read.. it wasn't just an ordinary book.. it was a magazine.. she was just reading an article in that magazine.. Maybe a very sad article... who knows..&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/5014029612753701886-588218118844545344?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/588218118844545344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=588218118844545344' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/588218118844545344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/588218118844545344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2009/05/crying-women.html' title='The Crying Lady'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/ShvPvbtbekI/AAAAAAAAAFs/wpP9XP1Kg6U/s72-c/crying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-2565973088119100560</id><published>2009-05-22T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T04:04:25.354-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a lesson i wanna share'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Overconfident'/><title type='text'>Overconfident.. A lesson I wanna share..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/ShbdnyHWkzI/AAAAAAAAAFM/8QuBqiQqElw/s1600-h/stage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/ShbdnyHWkzI/AAAAAAAAAFM/8QuBqiQqElw/s320/stage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338698083831550770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yo.. It's been a long time since I last made an entry.. I don't have the time.. I am totally busy and tired these days, brr.. &lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lots of assignments that have to be done.. but I don't mind.. i like assignments.. hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;what I don't like is quiz..i'm always freak out when there is a quiz.. makes me hard to breathe.. especially when you're not ready.. last minute study.. You must be thinking what kinda student am i right.. it's happen, and i think a lot of you guys are the same as me.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;There are some people who likes quiz and I respect them..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Talking about students life, the one thing that I like the most is doing PRESENTATION. I know a lot of you guys hate this stuff. Fortunately to me, i love to talk in front of crowds. Debate, public speaking, trash talking, You name it! The one that I remembered is at highschool when I entered the Interschool debate competition.. Though i loss in the semis.. but I think that is my best experience of public speaking ever!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well, maybe because it was held in a girls school, convent Teluk Intan! Muehehe! Girls are magical..&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Since that day, I've always putting myself in the center of the stage. When there is a chance for me to go up to the stage to talk, I take it. Because of that, I grew confident in myself that i let myself overwhelmed with arrogance. I became Overconfident.. It is always dangerous to be arrogant or riya'.. and that became a lesson to me..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;One day i entered a Forum competition, just like a usual forum where you get a group of people to sit down and talking about sumthin!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;At that time, i am representing ST Anthony.. I know that we don't have enough practice and did very little rehersal before the event. But at that day, I am not scared at all, my heart is totally calm and I thought this crap will be a piece of cake. All my friends carried notes in case they don't remember. But i don't! i was totally overconfident!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;We entered the stage and sit down, we checked the mics and we are ready..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;1.. 2... 3... Go..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The first round...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The moderator ask me a question.. I answered.. kinda well.. until..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;...................................BLANK!!! .........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;OMG!! What happenned? I became speechless.. for about 5 seconds&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lucky that I managed to bounce back... the forum continued..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The second round...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is where it get worst.. we are at the stage and i'd seen the audience talking to each other like we are not even here.. i hate that..So I tried to get them to focus!!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I made an impression.. a very loud one!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was a success.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;until.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;......................................BLANK!!!...................................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; wat de fish happened? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;At that time I just couldn't talk... I am out of words again... I was ashamed and embarassed... Especially to my team mates.. The moderator just continued to the other guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The incident become a very good lesson to me... You are never too good.. it is all depends on God. The moral here is we should not let ourselves become arrogant, overconfident and riya'.Arrogance comes to us in a subtle way, sometime we don't even know that we are arrogant..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So be careful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;                                        always remember.. to always be humble... JA Na...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014029612753701886-2565973088119100560?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/2565973088119100560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=2565973088119100560' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/2565973088119100560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/2565973088119100560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2009/05/overconfident-lesson-i-wanna-share.html' title='Overconfident.. A lesson I wanna share..'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/ShbdnyHWkzI/AAAAAAAAAFM/8QuBqiQqElw/s72-c/stage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-9051086190675704165</id><published>2009-05-18T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T10:24:32.014-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='battle in the buss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smoke'/><title type='text'>The Battle in the Bus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/ShGYTGSjqyI/AAAAAAAAAEc/76bT6B6ChcQ/s1600-h/bus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/ShGYTGSjqyI/AAAAAAAAAEc/76bT6B6ChcQ/s320/bus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337214487284132642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on my way to KL that day after visiting my parents in Lumut.  I've got to seat behind the driver, which was unusual to me because I've always got the back seat. I like sitting at the back, especially  when the ride gets bumpy. We'll be thrown everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i put on my earphones and start listening to my US oldies. After a couple of miles on the road, i then smelled something awful. Yes, that awfully dreaded smell was coming from a burning cigarretes. Now, who would stupid enough to smoke inside an air conditioned bus. Don't they see the NO SMOKING sign inside the bus. To my surprise, the culprit is our very own BUS DRIVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For god sake, now what the hell I suppose to do?&lt;br /&gt;We got kids inside the bus inhaling deadly cigarretes smoke and found the one who suppose to prevent this is the smoker himself. What de fish, I've then do some sign languages as if I am very allergic to cigarretes smoke. I coughed and closed my nose like I am diagnosed for a severe asthma. UhuK! Uhuk! Help me!!! (That was exagerated a little)&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it works as the driver quickly finished off his cigarette. Lucky that I don't have to yell to stop him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still not contempt with the bus driver attitude. It does not need long for my revenge to take place. An explosion of another deadly gas is going to take place!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Puuttt....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I don't see any NO FARTING sign in the bus. (Fart tu Kentut ya kanak kanak)&lt;br /&gt;The smell is out of this world, even I myself couldn't handle the pressure. Fortunately the bus is still in control and I managed to arrive in KL safe and sound.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014029612753701886-9051086190675704165?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/9051086190675704165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=9051086190675704165' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/9051086190675704165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/9051086190675704165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2009/05/battle-in-bus.html' title='The Battle in the Bus'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/ShGYTGSjqyI/AAAAAAAAAEc/76bT6B6ChcQ/s72-c/bus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-894510524581073475</id><published>2009-05-16T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T21:31:17.605-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>Happy Teachers Day</title><content type='html'>To all teachers around the world, here is a poem I wrote for you...&lt;br /&gt;about someday... read carefully..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Someday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday&lt;br /&gt;You bore me&lt;br /&gt;Everyday&lt;br /&gt;You sickened me&lt;br /&gt;Everyday&lt;br /&gt;You annoys me&lt;br /&gt;Just teach me&lt;br /&gt;Then just let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until Someday&lt;br /&gt;reminded&lt;br /&gt;Disgusted&lt;br /&gt;In guilt&lt;br /&gt;to myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For not saying thank you&lt;br /&gt;On what you did to me&lt;br /&gt;For not saying sorry&lt;br /&gt;On what I did to you&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/5014029612753701886-894510524581073475?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/894510524581073475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=894510524581073475' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/894510524581073475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/894510524581073475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-teachers-day.html' title='Happy Teachers Day'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-2481507434986193929</id><published>2009-05-14T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T02:14:01.508-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drawing competition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='why blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='13 days'/><title type='text'>13 days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Sg0w7uw-i2I/AAAAAAAAAEU/h1JSmvvr5dQ/s1600-h/DSC02480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Sg0w7uw-i2I/AAAAAAAAAEU/h1JSmvvr5dQ/s320/DSC02480.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335974936227777378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys see the picture up there.. Well, nothing to be proud of.. As I am the only contestant to get in to the competition. That's why I am the winner.haha&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you guys the picture of my poster later. Some of you guys will laugh on how childish my drawing can be.. I still remembered Doctor kamis said "You the one who did the poster? So cute!"&lt;br /&gt;Wargh!! Maybe I won't show you guys the poster afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wee... today is the 13th days since i started my blog..&lt;br /&gt;wow.. i never thought it was going to be this long. I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;But there is a certain feeling that kept me entangled with this activity called BLOGGING&lt;br /&gt;Am I addicted? Or simply have a lot of things in my mind that I want to voice out..&lt;br /&gt;Do you guys feel the same too?&lt;br /&gt;Always have that tangible idea every day on what you are going to write..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply said...... I think blogging is Fun! To me that is..&lt;br /&gt;What about you guys?&lt;br /&gt;Do you guys have the same feeling with me OR you are driven by a different fuel...&lt;br /&gt;maybe more to your job  as Kaleefa...&lt;br /&gt;To Save the world with your ideology...&lt;br /&gt;Or to turn people mind to your devilish instinct...&lt;br /&gt;To find your true love...   or just simply ruining someone life....&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is.. never forget God..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright baby.. need to go back home to Perak.. To save the state from chaos and lawlessness HAHAHA Just kidding! jodan jodan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014029612753701886-2481507434986193929?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/2481507434986193929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=2481507434986193929' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/2481507434986193929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/2481507434986193929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2009/05/13-days.html' title='13 days'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Sg0w7uw-i2I/AAAAAAAAAEU/h1JSmvvr5dQ/s72-c/DSC02480.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-1864547697563983647</id><published>2009-05-11T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T03:23:45.134-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='martial arts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='training'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karate'/><title type='text'>Careful Training..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was a very quite evening that day, so  I was thinking of perfecting my martial art training. Martial arts like Silat Gayong, Karate Do or Naqib Do have always been an important part of my life. Maybe it was because my siblings used to always fight with each other that our family very much keen on learning Martial arts. Almost everybody in my family learns martial art , even both my sister which won some Gold medals in competitions they participated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, enough with the history... back to the story...&lt;br /&gt;Naturally I would just do some exercize in my room or go out and jog around the college. Somehow, on that evening I managed myself to find a nice spot behind the Surau to do my training. From there I started stretching, pumping and all those kinda stuff. My real purpose to go out that day is to perform a handspring.  It was great, I managed to do a couple of time until I  grew tired of it and planning to do a 'somersault'. Then so I tried, I jumped, I wasn't able to capitalize, I fall, then BAMM!!! WUOOOH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Sgf610fIaUI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Fz8qItbpIBA/s1600-h/karate+man.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Sgf610fIaUI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Fz8qItbpIBA/s320/karate+man.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334508086172870978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bottom crushed my leg and it was very painful. I could not move for awhile... crawling to the nearest wall and sit there to ease my pain. The moral I got from this experience is NO PAIN NO GAIN!!  I am gonna do it again but with a more careful approach.&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/5014029612753701886-1864547697563983647?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/1864547697563983647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=1864547697563983647' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/1864547697563983647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/1864547697563983647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2009/05/careful-training.html' title='Careful Training..'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Sgf610fIaUI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Fz8qItbpIBA/s72-c/karate+man.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-7129490839156744158</id><published>2009-05-08T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T18:42:25.497-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='legenda buzz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='litter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleanliness campaign'/><title type='text'>LEG Buzz : Cleanliness Campaign!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello...................................... Children!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here again for the latest news from my beloved controversial Legenda Education Group!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgRKihQDXeI/AAAAAAAAAD8/61rsuDkwET4/s1600-h/DSC02461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgRKihQDXeI/AAAAAAAAAD8/61rsuDkwET4/s320/DSC02461.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333469815615217122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, there was a gotong royong held in the premise of LEG. The numbers who came were&lt;br /&gt;quite inspiring as many of you Legendarianz might not even know there was such an activity. Or that you don't wanna come? Fortunately, thanx to this pretty faces on the picture, the activity is goin quite well. Eventhough, I came late and didn't even pick a single trash plus eatin donuts while you children doin the hardwork! Good Job Guys... Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's great to see this kinda event to happen, it makes those chickenstuts who likes to litter feels stupid about themselves. Or are they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you know that there is those kinda people who throw away their trash anywhere... without even any consideration of finding the damn trash can!&lt;br /&gt;In fact there is a lot of them... and they damn love it! They love... to litter!&lt;br /&gt;And they just make me MAD!&lt;br /&gt;To the guys who love to litter! LitterHeads! You just show yourself that you are the most ungrateful ******** in the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LitterHeads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You throw your garbage in the drain&lt;br /&gt;You like it&lt;br /&gt;You throw your garbage in the river&lt;br /&gt;You like it&lt;br /&gt;You litter to be free&lt;br /&gt;as long as you feel like it&lt;br /&gt;what if I throw the garbage  in your house&lt;br /&gt;Do you like it?&lt;br /&gt;What if I make your room  my wasteland&lt;br /&gt;Do you like it?&lt;br /&gt;You don't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please..... don't make peoples and animals suffer just only for the sake of your joy.&lt;br /&gt;Think about the turtles choked by your plastic wrapping and the pest that you breed&lt;br /&gt;Think  about a clean environment for our children to inherit&lt;br /&gt;Don't be an ignorant and selfish fool.. don't depend on the cleaners to do your job...&lt;br /&gt;What if there is nobody who wanted to do this job?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgTT8JdO5GI/AAAAAAAAAEE/qRYlW5T0M44/s1600-h/Kid+in+the+trash+copy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgTT8JdO5GI/AAAAAAAAAEE/qRYlW5T0M44/s320/Kid+in+the+trash+copy.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333620888997651554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poor girl.... For those childrens who are good to the environment.. Let tell those LitterHeads to STOP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014029612753701886-7129490839156744158?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/7129490839156744158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=7129490839156744158' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/7129490839156744158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/7129490839156744158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2009/05/leg-buzz-cleanliness-campaign.html' title='LEG Buzz : Cleanliness Campaign!'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgRKihQDXeI/AAAAAAAAAD8/61rsuDkwET4/s72-c/DSC02461.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-1467127482263307615</id><published>2009-05-04T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T18:43:16.375-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='legenda buzz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smoke'/><title type='text'>Legenda Buzz: Smoking Kills by Dr Kamis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Sf-BPmljAjI/AAAAAAAAADM/vVADokaPNRY/s1600-h/cute.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Sf-BPmljAjI/AAAAAAAAADM/vVADokaPNRY/s320/cute.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332122588886008370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legenda Buzz!! Newest news of our beloved controversial Legenda Education Group (LEG)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, Legenda is having their cleanliness campaign that sounds like a boring campaign and it actually does a little. But still every college have to do this campaign to tell  people not to throw their damn rubbish everywhere. Don't be a jackass, please think about what it will happen if we ain't taking care of the world anymore. I'd seen a lot of people does this crap in Malaysia, try to be a good citizen by throwin it wisely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the title, yesterday  I went to a talk about...... SMOKING! Ugh! People still gives public speeches about smoking? Well, they have too by looking at the huge quantity of smokers. But Hell, who smokers kind enough to carry their stinkin butt to  a STOP SMOKIN Campaign.&lt;br /&gt;The Speaker is none other than one of my respected leaders that is Dr Kamis Awang, the Rector of LEG.  Because most of you Einstein already knows about smoke and its negative impacts upon us. Lets skip talking and continue with the important part. Hahaha... like smoking have any good.. What? To make you relax? Stop give me the crap! Pergi Solat la baru tenang jiwa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The message that i want to give to  my fellow reader is that we have urge the smokers to stop smoking. We have to help this poor creatures by always telling them to stop smoking! It is always a scene where a non smoker would just let his or her friends smokes happily in front of him. THAT IS WRONG, be brave, tell him by lookin them straight to the eyes and use the magical word....&lt;br /&gt;Please stop!&lt;br /&gt;Something like that must be always done and not just let those harbingers ruin your life!&lt;br /&gt;Non smokers! if you are not 2nd hand smokers you are 3rd hand smokers. Remember that!&lt;br /&gt;So be brave! and tell your friends to STOP SMOKING!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014029612753701886-1467127482263307615?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/1467127482263307615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=1467127482263307615' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/1467127482263307615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/1467127482263307615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2009/05/legenda-buzz-smoking-kills-by-dr-kamis.html' title='Legenda Buzz: Smoking Kills by Dr Kamis'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/Sf-BPmljAjI/AAAAAAAAADM/vVADokaPNRY/s72-c/cute.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-1984689705594372448</id><published>2009-05-02T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T23:53:01.838-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Global warming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nibiru'/><title type='text'>Hot  Babe......!! panazz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SfyMI8h4UaI/AAAAAAAAABg/89WQSNEObk8/s1600-h/DSC02314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 153px; height: 204px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SfyMI8h4UaI/AAAAAAAAABg/89WQSNEObk8/s320/DSC02314.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331290144214897058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you feel that it is gettin hotter day by day or is it just me?&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean i am feeling hot because of meeting a cute babe&lt;br /&gt;There is a difference between 'Hot babe' and 'hot be....b'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, we ain't gonna talk about babes though I met some Sabah girls at a friend wedding today.&lt;br /&gt;Btw, Congratulations to the newly wed Eena and his husband. May they have a wonderful marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets get back  to the topic of Why the hell is it gettin hotter here!&lt;br /&gt;One answer that is given by Al Gore is... Ehem!&lt;br /&gt;Global Warming... Easy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is caused by greenhouse effect and that, this and bla bla bla.. read the Wiki to know more! Some of you guys may know a lot more about it than me and the Wikipedia..&lt;br /&gt;Especially the guy that smoke, if you don't know.. than you should know more... than you know that you should damn stop smoking.. Don't wanna stop?.. than the door to hell is wide open for you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop about the smokers! We'll get to them in later posts. Now we are talking about Global Warming.. The signs shows us that the Earth is decaying.. From tsunamis to Super Tsunamis, heat waves to killer heat waves, bird flue to selsema BABI(Sounds alot better in Malay). All the catastrophes is getting more destructive. Signs of the apocalypse is near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does the greenhouse effects and other relevant causes is the only causes of global warming?&lt;br /&gt;Is there something else that are purposely hidden from us?&lt;br /&gt;As I search for answers in the rise of the temperature, i stumbled upon a lot of sites and articles about Nibiru. It is also called Planet X or something like that. Try use the search engine and type 'nibiru' to learn more about them. It look like a hoax and much of them are documentaries created by religious cult  (ajaran sesat).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From all those i found something interesting in which the orbital orientation of Nibiru is related to the allignment of the planets. Plus, every planets that have passed through  by nibiru have stopped their rotation and changed their axis and in that process  the planets temperature is rising. That explains the theory of global warming. What interest me most is that the axis of the planet is changed. Wonder what happen to earth if the axis is changed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The SUN WILL RISE ON THE WEST AND SET AT THE EAST...&lt;br /&gt;Matahari akan terbit sebelah barat dan terbenam di timur&lt;br /&gt;One of the signs of Judgment day...&lt;br /&gt;Where the door for for forgiveness will be closed..&lt;br /&gt;pintu Taubat akan tertutup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even more, most of them said that it will happen 2012.. Cool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting right? Any of you didn't understand? Wanna talk about it? Contact me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I can conclude that we must always ready to confront our death because we do not know when are we gonna die. Only the Almighty God knows.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014029612753701886-1984689705594372448?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/1984689705594372448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=1984689705594372448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/1984689705594372448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/1984689705594372448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2009/05/hot-babe-panazz.html' title='Hot  Babe......!! panazz'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SfyMI8h4UaI/AAAAAAAAABg/89WQSNEObk8/s72-c/DSC02314.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014029612753701886.post-338115845368902681</id><published>2009-05-01T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T21:23:44.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SfurrV8TF2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/IG9hoTcanhA/s1600-h/Happy+bday+copy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 98px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SfurrV8TF2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/IG9hoTcanhA/s320/Happy+bday+copy.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331043345035892578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Heh! I've never thought of posting anything to this blog until I realize it was my birthday today!!&lt;br /&gt;Hell... now I am 21, the voting age in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;You know what? Why wait until 21 to vote? Why not 18 years old? You know why?&lt;br /&gt;I know and i think you know too... lambat matang ke? tak mungkin....&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... back to the birthday topic!! Ngarut je...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;my Birthday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eventhough there is no celebration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because I have no girlfriends to celebrate with...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no present to open and no candles to blow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I still think it is one of the best day in my life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love my birthday.. 2nd May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Macam sajak je.. memang pun..&lt;br /&gt;Wat de fish.. why do you love your  birthday without any cake?...&lt;br /&gt;There is no need for damn cake!! As long as we remember about the great thing of birthdays..&lt;br /&gt;The great thing about celebrating birthday is that it make us realize that we are closer to death...&lt;br /&gt;What is so good about remembering us about our death?&lt;br /&gt;If you guys don't think like that than think again!&lt;br /&gt;It's good to prepare.. because there is no cure for death..&lt;br /&gt;you won't live again to do good deeds when you realize you are goin to HELL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my fellas, don't play play...&lt;br /&gt;You play but erghh you know what i mean...&lt;br /&gt;Do good deeds like your multiplyin mountain of homework...&lt;br /&gt;Same goes with me..&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/5014029612753701886-338115845368902681?l=naqiubex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/feeds/338115845368902681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014029612753701886&amp;postID=338115845368902681' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/338115845368902681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014029612753701886/posts/default/338115845368902681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naqiubex.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-birthday.html' title='My Birthday!!'/><author><name>naqiubex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16942907702547491214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SgQHNFAspoI/AAAAAAAAADc/jHvg3zKY348/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aSrGU9SfsI/SfurrV8TF2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/IG9hoTcanhA/s72-c/Happy+bday+copy.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
