<?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-19440776</id><updated>2011-11-28T08:14:24.700+08:00</updated><category term='greatful'/><category term='comfort'/><category term='bourses'/><category term='friendster'/><category term='journal'/><category term='dissatisfaction'/><category term='seccluded'/><category term='Stoop'/><category term='tagged'/><category term='Commenting'/><category term='OPINION'/><category term='Attitude'/><category term='investing'/><title type='text'>Introspection</title><subtitle type='html'>a speckle of dissected dust befalls on the sand of human typicality..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>cemilion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03288222179084780971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/R1eavBSGAJI/AAAAAAAAAOc/4uH7omDFYEM/S220/profile+100x100.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19440776.post-4909449043045050329</id><published>2009-05-06T09:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T09:20:47.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiatus</title><content type='html'>Dear Avid and Beloved readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will no longer publish anything to this blog although i love to publish everything of my insight.. over here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if ever you wanted to (if and only if)... read any of my humble writings.. just look for me in the facebook.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19440776-4909449043045050329?l=mdian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/feeds/4909449043045050329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19440776&amp;postID=4909449043045050329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/4909449043045050329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/4909449043045050329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/2009/05/hiatus.html' title='Hiatus'/><author><name>cemilion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03288222179084780971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/R1eavBSGAJI/AAAAAAAAAOc/4uH7omDFYEM/S220/profile+100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19440776.post-1386880120512179092</id><published>2008-09-05T10:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T10:54:52.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Fasting</title><content type='html'>Got this from an email:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Dialogue happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="AF"&gt;“You neither eat nor drink the whole  day?” Tan asked me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="AF"&gt;“Yes. The whole day. But not at  night. Only from dawn to sunset”, I replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="AF"&gt;“How can you survive? Can you  survive?”, Tan asked again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="AF"&gt;I smiled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="AF"&gt;“Well, it’s not just you. Even Habib  Bourguiba, the late President of Tunisia who was also a ‘Muslim’, convinced that  fasting is against productivity. You know the history?”, I took my turn asking  Tan my question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/SMCejvbUdRI/AAAAAAAAAZM/weO_2rAysjo/s1600-h/ptunisia.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/SMCejvbUdRI/AAAAAAAAAZM/weO_2rAysjo/s400/ptunisia.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242364303122920722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="arial" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="AF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:14;"   lang="AF"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;"  lang="AF"&gt;“How should I know? Tell me!”, he  said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;"  lang="AF"&gt;In 1961, Habib Bourguiba made a  controversial statement claiming that fasting should not be observed for it  reduces productivity. He then appeared on television with his cabinet, eating  and drinking during Ramadhan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;"  lang="AF"&gt;“Why so harsh?”, Tan was  shocked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;"  lang="AF"&gt;“I don’t know. Was it out of  ignorance or arrogance? Perhaps a combination of both”, I  replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;"  lang="AF"&gt;Even though fasting is there in the  name of Lent among Christians, it is always the Muslim’s version that cultivates  questions and debates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;"  lang="AF"&gt;In order to understand about the  real meaning of fasting, one should agree that it has something to do with our  own paradigm and world view. The way we view things; like I always quote, “what  you see is what you get”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;"  lang="AF"&gt;VIEWING FASTING IN MANY  WAYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;"  lang="AF"&gt;If you see fasting as a way for  better diet, you will benefit that from fasting. But fasting will only be a  mechanism of improving your diet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;"  lang="AF"&gt;If you see fasting as a way to save  your daily expense by breaking your fast daily in the mosque, then you will be  able to achieve that. But that’s it. No more than that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;"  lang="AF"&gt;If you see fasting as a way for you  to gain reward or ‘pahala’ from Him, then it is a good motive and sound  intention. But reward and pahala is something that you can hardly measure in  this physical and worldly life. You don’t see someone obese out of pahala. It is  something else!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;"  lang="AF"&gt;And strangely, the last 10 days of  Ramadhan are the most rewarded and full of pahala, but then you’ll see the  mosques are empty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;"  lang="AF"&gt;So, what Ramadhan and fasting are  all about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;"  lang="AF"&gt;If you see fasting as abstaining one  from eating, drinking, having sexual intercourse during the daytime, and  reducing the wrongdoings of backbiting what so ever… that is the definition of  fasting. But it only explains the mechanism of fasting as  ritual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;"  lang="AF"&gt;Let us take a look at the origin of  Muslims’s version of fasting. Al-Quran says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;"  lang="AF"&gt;“O you who believe! Observing  As-Saum (the fasting) is prescribed for you as it was prescribed for those  before you, that you may become the people with the quality of  Taqwa”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;"  lang="AF"&gt; (Al-Baqarah 2: 183)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;"  lang="AF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;"  lang="AF"&gt;Fasting is a mechanism to achieve  Taqwa. You abstain yourself from eating and drinking, in order to achieve Taqwa.  How is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;"  lang="AF"&gt;TAQWA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;"  lang="AF"&gt;Taqwa can be defined in many ways.  But the conversation between Ubay bin Kaab and Umar al-Khattab was a good  summary about the essence of Taqwa. Once, Umar asked Ubay what he knows about  Taqwa. Ubay replied by asking him, “Have you walked through thorny  path?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;"  lang="AF"&gt;Umar answered, “Yes,  indeed”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;"  lang="AF"&gt;Ubay then asked him, “What did you  do?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;"  lang="AF"&gt;Umar replied, “I tucked up (my  garment) and did my best (to avoid thorns)”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;"  lang="AF"&gt;Thereupon Ubay said, “That is  Taqwa!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;"  lang="AF"&gt;Our life is a journey. Like someone  who is driving from a place to another. Throughout the journey, he will meet  many road signs that might instruct him to do against his will. He wants to  drive at full speed, but a sign says, “No, the limit is only  80km/h”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;"  lang="AF"&gt;He wants to arrive as early as  possible but suddenly a red light instructs him to stop and let others move  first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;"  lang="AF"&gt;Someone who is wise and on top of  his rational thinking, would never ever see all the road signs as challenge to  his right exercising his freedom. The truth is, the road signs are there to help  him achieve safety throughout the journey until he reaches the  destination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;"  lang="AF"&gt;The same thing applied to our big  picture of this life. Do’s and don’ts of Islam are not the obstruction and  challenge to the access of his freedom of choice. They come from the Creator who  knows better what is good and what is bad in this life. They are there for our  safety, peace and harmony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;"  lang="AF"&gt;Someone who has the quality of Taqwa  will take his journey like someone who walks through thorny path. He is a person  with a full of consciousness about what is good and what is bad around him. He  must also have a good self control, like a person who is good in controlling his  car steering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;"  lang="AF"&gt;This is the essence of fasting. You  learn to exercise your self control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;"  lang="AF"&gt;SELF  CONTROL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;"  lang="AF"&gt;If someone does not take his lunch  because there is nothing to eat, then it causes him tiredness and  anger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;"  lang="AF"&gt;But a believer who chooses not to  eat while he has everything to do so, for the sake of obeying his Lord, then he  is exercising his ability to control himself against some of his  desire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;"  lang="AF"&gt;You can eat, but you don’t eat. You  can drink, but you learn not to drink, so that you can tell yourself that you  are a proactive person. Not a reactive one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;"  lang="AF"&gt;A reactive person will get mad when  something stimulates him to anger. He will be sad and out of control when  something causes him sadness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;"  lang="AF"&gt;He has no ‘pause’ button. He has no  ability to control himself to choose a better reaction. His actions are  determined by things around him. He is not the one who controls himself. He is  occupied by others. He is under the real occupation of others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;"  lang="AF"&gt;A Muslim is not an effective Muslim  if he does not have a control over his own actions. He must be a proactive  Muslim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;"  lang="AF"&gt;Return back you self control… you  are the strongest!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;"  lang="AF"&gt;Fasting makes us stronger, if we  correct the way we view it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;"  lang="AF"&gt;Fasting is 30 days intensive  training course for the 7 Habits of Highly Effective Muslim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:14;"   lang="AF"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:14;"   lang="AF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19440776-1386880120512179092?l=mdian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/feeds/1386880120512179092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19440776&amp;postID=1386880120512179092&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/1386880120512179092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/1386880120512179092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/2008/09/of-fasting.html' title='Of Fasting'/><author><name>cemilion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03288222179084780971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/R1eavBSGAJI/AAAAAAAAAOc/4uH7omDFYEM/S220/profile+100x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/SMCejvbUdRI/AAAAAAAAAZM/weO_2rAysjo/s72-c/ptunisia.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19440776.post-2817117850620584878</id><published>2008-02-22T10:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T11:19:29.913+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Attitude'/><title type='text'>Of Friendstripper...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Forgive the typo. The erroneous is intentional. I am not trying to be a pervert or promote obscenity. I am talking about friendster. Firstly, I want to apologize, if any of you respectful readers are one of its users. If so, I hope you will not read or scroll further, because my next arguments are inflammatory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/"&gt;Friendster&lt;/a&gt; is a site created by people who believe in connecting and having fun with the virtual life at the same time. (I do not bother to look for whom.. ). Currently, there are over 1 million users (or more.. again I do not bother) in which had dedicated their daily routine vividly to friendster. Users update their lifestyle, keep it as an online diary or journal, put their favorite photos and some are going to the extent of having an online pets. (or don't they?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, at the moment, I would consider the acceptance is astronomical. The number of users are rapidly growing in seconds. This also means that friendster is no longer a mere fag. It has been a must for every virtual citizen. Nevertheless, it is boundless, borderless and free-of-charge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, enough of the acceptance. I shall say that I am not one of the friendster users. Although, I do have a friendster account before, but I stopped using just a few years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I stop? I was young once. At that moment, I was dangling with my youth and sometimes gone frisky &lt;grin&gt;. Friendster was a site for me to search for new friends. Ok, that is so busted! Yes, I was looking for 'girlfriends'. But the search did not take me nowhere. Then, I was getting fed up and taken aback. So, I was not going for friendster anymore just because my initial intention was incorrect. It was a remorse and I stopped logging in to friendster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logging in to friendster also had exposed me to the virtual world of liars and imperfectness. Trough the experience, I found that, only 2 out of 10 are true about its users. Which means I am so expose to 80% of lies. That is so unacceptable. SO be it! Leave it be, am I no longer a fan. I am not going to rectify or make things straight. It is already there and I shall move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the latest event, I was asked by one of my chatter friends about having the friendster account. I quickly replied "NO, I hate 'Friendstripper'!"  I am saying that, "I do not want to stripped further by an 'equivocator' " (too strong aye?). Then she said to me that I am a loser. So what? Do I care? Never mind that. Then we moved on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that does not mean I am against the globalism. I cannot afford to do that. I must adapt or I will be left behind. Instead of having a crave for friendster, I logged in to &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/"&gt;facebook&lt;/a&gt; instead. They are so nice. They have all of this applications which is so addictive. This is the latest craze. In fact I have listed it down as my Top 5 websites I visits everyday. Currently, I have almost 30 friends and its growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this will last and all my craps goes there.. and my hopes for the facebook will not turn to a 'friendstripper' as well.. (or did they already met that?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add me at my facebook. (MOHD DIAN NAIS Lah)..&lt;br /&gt;C u there.&lt;br /&gt;Adios.&lt;br /&gt;Regards,&lt;br /&gt;Cemillion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/grin&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19440776-2817117850620584878?l=mdian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/feeds/2817117850620584878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19440776&amp;postID=2817117850620584878&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/2817117850620584878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/2817117850620584878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/2008/02/of-friendstripper.html' title='Of Friendstripper...'/><author><name>cemilion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03288222179084780971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/R1eavBSGAJI/AAAAAAAAAOc/4uH7omDFYEM/S220/profile+100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19440776.post-552226500917025005</id><published>2008-02-21T10:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T11:06:39.690+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagged'/><title type='text'>Medsyam's Tag</title><content type='html'>I have been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually, I do not do this because I had never been tagged before. But, &lt;a href="http://medcham.blogspot.com"&gt;Medsyam&lt;/a&gt; had challenged me to scrawl some "merepek" (crappy stuffs) here. So, here Goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 WebSites that I Always Visited:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) www.facebook.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- to me, I take it as a real Live "Role Playing Game". The Main character is me and I connect with new people there. Plus, the application are addictive too.. Try it yourself..take sometime to understand how it works and you will be in my boots too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) www.ptdportal.com/forum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- this is where I belong. I am too obsess with this. It provides me the information latest events of the PTD world as well as my career stood.. I crave for this and my posts there almost reach at 7,000 posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) www.dikirbarat.net/forum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- this is my latest craze. I must log in to find out about the latest development of "dikir barat"  perfomance. The forum does not confine to "dikir barat" only, but also all the stuffs about Kelantan's cultural items including, "Gasing" (Tops and spins), "Silat" (Malay Martial Arts), "Wayang Kulit" (Shadow Puppets) and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- registration is free and there will be updates about perfomances all around Klang Valley.. and some of them I will perform myself.. as a singer... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) www.tradesignum.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Free Charting Tools for Bursa Malaysia Fans.. no need to explain further because it is too dry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) imageshack.us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Free hosting site for pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Medcham.. thanks to you.. it really does sounds crappy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LoL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to tag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)  Nazs (Ex-Classmate and mummy to be soon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Chech&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) faruq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Lola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) K-Lynn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19440776-552226500917025005?l=mdian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://medcham.blogspot.com' title='Medsyam&apos;s Tag'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/feeds/552226500917025005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19440776&amp;postID=552226500917025005&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/552226500917025005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/552226500917025005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/2008/02/medsyams-tag.html' title='Medsyam&apos;s Tag'/><author><name>cemilion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03288222179084780971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/R1eavBSGAJI/AAAAAAAAAOc/4uH7omDFYEM/S220/profile+100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19440776.post-6283419258953042830</id><published>2008-01-15T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T14:50:25.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Fire Fighting Syndrome</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155587115412168626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px" height="149" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/R4xTKn65H7I/AAAAAAAAATM/XrQ58ZxYutc/s400/fire1.jpg" width="155" border="0" /&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; do not mean to demean or demoralise anybody. Neither do I (literally) mean that I am performing it in action. It is a one of a symbolic phrase to tell about something else. &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;By definition, "&lt;strong&gt;fire fighting syndrome&lt;/strong&gt;" means "&lt;strong&gt;a staff in a company rushing from task to task, not completing one before another interrupts them&lt;/strong&gt;." Concurrently I suffered to both of the symptoms and the syndrome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I definitely &lt;strong&gt;do not&lt;/strong&gt; want to point my finger to any of my superiors or my subordinates, but i would rather pin it to my forehead for not being able to cope with the pressures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But there are some &lt;strong&gt;certain factors&lt;/strong&gt; which do contributed towards the &lt;strong&gt;severity&lt;/strong&gt; of this syndrome, of which I will never tolerate such as:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(i)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You would never know what is which.. and which is what.. especially in priority&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;ll tasks&lt;/strong&gt; that were given to you is labelled as "Most Urgent Matter", "No. 1 Priority", "Top Demand", "critical", "Pronto" and so on. Those prompts are the &lt;strong&gt;signs&lt;/strong&gt; for you to switch on your engine, push your clutch and the expectation was knobbed up to gear number five. If that is not crucial enough, try to drive 5 to 6 cars at one time by yourself. Imagine that! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Top to down&lt;/strong&gt; arrangement is the most crucial element to expedite the &lt;strong&gt;organization's needs&lt;/strong&gt;. Nevertheless, later on somebody will fill up the empty cups. Regardless, of how tranquil the business should be. The commotion will always be there and only &lt;strong&gt;efforts and hopes&lt;/strong&gt; are the best instruments to be used to cleared it up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I would say that all of this is &lt;strong&gt;not necessary&lt;/strong&gt; unless &lt;strong&gt;trusts&lt;/strong&gt; were injected to their mind. If I &lt;strong&gt;were inside their shoes&lt;/strong&gt;, I will not believe in &lt;strong&gt;processes&lt;/strong&gt;. I do hold myself to &lt;strong&gt;outcome&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;substance&lt;/strong&gt;. But then, the blaring only come &lt;strong&gt;between the ears&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;not to the minds&lt;/strong&gt; of the beholder. It means this is a factor that contributes fiercely to "fire-fighting syndrome."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(ii)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The "never-ness" of looking deeply into the big pictures ahead&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ahead lies the big plain blue oceans of wonder. In front of them are piles of chunk and bits that were originated from nowhere. It appears to be&lt;strong&gt; blocking some of the views&lt;/strong&gt; and blatantly concealed all the wonders. It also allow &lt;strong&gt;waves of fire&lt;/strong&gt; to inflict more damages &lt;strong&gt;without &lt;/strong&gt;a spill of a solution. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just because of that, they will never see the &lt;strong&gt;spirit of the "existency&lt;/strong&gt;" to begin with. Should they ask "why", certainly the contour will appear by themselves, clearly. If the &lt;strong&gt;"answers"&lt;/strong&gt; were the sought elements, then fire-fighting will never happen. The &lt;strong&gt;order&lt;/strong&gt; will be &lt;strong&gt;very clear&lt;/strong&gt;. The purposes will served itself and the plate of "motivation" will be a better course to dine on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But, then again, nobody realize it and let it all be flowing down with the river of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(iii) &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;No questions are allowed&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jump&lt;/strong&gt; into the fire and you shall become the &lt;strong&gt;happiest person&lt;/strong&gt; ever. Free from any liabilieties. &lt;strong&gt;Do not forget&lt;/strong&gt; this though &lt;strong&gt;"Enter at your own risks"&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;no question&lt;/strong&gt; is allowed at all! I do not think I am able to venture further to this factor but it does contribute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So what? Ok. Let me &lt;strong&gt;tell&lt;/strong&gt; you about the &lt;strong&gt;impact&lt;/strong&gt;. Clearly "&lt;strong&gt;Fire-fighting syndrome&lt;/strong&gt;" will:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(i)&lt;/strong&gt; Get you &lt;strong&gt;no further&lt;/strong&gt; than where you started;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(ii)&lt;/strong&gt; also &lt;strong&gt;consumes resources&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;saps morale&lt;/strong&gt;; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;and&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(iii)&lt;/strong&gt; will &lt;strong&gt;permanently decrease&lt;/strong&gt; your&lt;strong&gt; perfomance&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;efficiency&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ny &lt;strong&gt;Solutions&lt;/strong&gt;? Well, frankly speaking, I am thinking for it right now. I just hope that I will get "acquaintance" with &lt;strong&gt;solutions&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;as soon as possible&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I hope that I &lt;strong&gt;will not&lt;/strong&gt; grow to become one of the "&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Members of Real Orthodox Neural System&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;" or in abbreviation (&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;MORONS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19440776-6283419258953042830?l=mdian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/feeds/6283419258953042830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19440776&amp;postID=6283419258953042830&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/6283419258953042830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/6283419258953042830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/2008/01/of-fire-fighting-syndrome.html' title='Of Fire Fighting Syndrome'/><author><name>cemilion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03288222179084780971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/R1eavBSGAJI/AAAAAAAAAOc/4uH7omDFYEM/S220/profile+100x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/R4xTKn65H7I/AAAAAAAAATM/XrQ58ZxYutc/s72-c/fire1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19440776.post-3966957525763315233</id><published>2008-01-07T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T14:50:25.416+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stoop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Commenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seccluded'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comfort'/><title type='text'>Of Commenting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/R4G4MH65H6I/AAAAAAAAATE/fiiavtz6_XY/s1600-h/DSCN1399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152601967112560546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 498px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 423px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="348" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/R4G4MH65H6I/AAAAAAAAATE/fiiavtz6_XY/s400/DSCN1399.JPG" width="447" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why rate? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Because you like it. And think that it deserves it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why comment? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Because you think that there are more rooms available for improvement. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Because you are a 'critique freak'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Because you hate it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Because there is an 'option' to do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Because it is rewarding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Because it satisfies your thirst for condemning other peoples thot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Because you have the rights to do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Because you think you are better than them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The truth is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- You are way far behind its league.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- You do not have any idea of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Commenting will make you feel good about yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- You do not have anything better to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- You are a freaking idiot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- You are a snob with big flashing red nose! And you think that is good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- You are helping to improve things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- You do not even bother to comment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Do not remember to do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Feel that it is not worth to comment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- You are just one step further to the eternal damnation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- you are an ally to 'Satan'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- you are just a freak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so be it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stop Commenting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19440776-3966957525763315233?l=mdian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/feeds/3966957525763315233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19440776&amp;postID=3966957525763315233&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/3966957525763315233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/3966957525763315233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/2008/01/of-commenting.html' title='Of Commenting.'/><author><name>cemilion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03288222179084780971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/R1eavBSGAJI/AAAAAAAAAOc/4uH7omDFYEM/S220/profile+100x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/R4G4MH65H6I/AAAAAAAAATE/fiiavtz6_XY/s72-c/DSCN1399.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19440776.post-4301877237460411795</id><published>2008-01-06T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T14:50:25.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of a Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/R4DcF365H5I/AAAAAAAAAS8/q884ydwMdzo/s1600-h/DSC00735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152359967180267410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/R4DcF365H5I/AAAAAAAAAS8/q884ydwMdzo/s400/DSC00735.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let it speaks for itself.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19440776-4301877237460411795?l=mdian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/feeds/4301877237460411795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19440776&amp;postID=4301877237460411795&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/4301877237460411795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/4301877237460411795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/2008/01/of-picture.html' title='Of a Picture'/><author><name>cemilion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03288222179084780971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/R1eavBSGAJI/AAAAAAAAAOc/4uH7omDFYEM/S220/profile+100x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/R4DcF365H5I/AAAAAAAAAS8/q884ydwMdzo/s72-c/DSC00735.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19440776.post-1985628560015965036</id><published>2007-12-31T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T18:39:44.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of the End of 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today is the last day of 2007. I am still in the middle of encrypting some thots into my 360. In my office. Tomorrow will be the beginng 2008. But my life is still benign. My story goes blaa dee blah. As the clock spins the truth is still unanswered. Emptiness has lurked my aims. I almost lost my grip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People as usual encroach their life by renewing their resolution. By percentage I believe 50% do not achieve whatever things that they had resolute at early of this year. Gross. I am too. In fact, I do not even realize what my resolutions was. Nope. Hate me. Ditch me. Grope me. But forgive me for I still can not recall it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I want to thanks Mr. Stephen R. Covey for the habits of succesful people. Sir, with all due respect, it is already there and believe me you are just naming it as such so that it would sell and make you gazillions of profits. I wanted to tell you that it is not that impressive to come out with the 8th, 9th, 10th or whatever trick you have under your sleeve. It should tell that, all readers who reads your self help books do not have what it takes to achieve the 'glory' effect and spare me to say that they are edging to become a loser. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next is to thank Mr. "who-dont-sweat-under-small-stuffs". Please observed that the sweats are small enough to provide you. Bad B.O., Smelly armpits, rashes and all its related illness. Please be reminded that the small stuff called "atom", had carved its name into this world history namely "Nagasaki" and "Hiroshima" and still nobody sweats to this? Do explain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh about globalisation, it is good that there is a brain that actually working this planet. Mr. Friedman.. Thomas L.Friedman, your are absolutely right. Nobody can stop a "tsunami" except the Almighty Creator Himself. You Know Who. But still they believe that Internet which was provided only and ONLY prove to become a "tool-of-entertainment". SO BE IT. Leaves us "toads" under our own roof and only watch the beauty of "information" through "filtration" and "sedimentation". Leave us be for you are the one who are going to dominate this world forever. Information technology are not for the young ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, 2007 is an era of modern technology. Everything must be wireless or otherwise be called OBSOLETES. Surroundings at the age of an infant has been poked with PSP (PlayStation (R) Portable) or Wii. The ultimate exercise recommended today. Do not worry. We adults had miraculously found all cures for all deseases including heart attacks, stress related illness, diabetics and all. Do not worry. The future lies within our hands. Just swallow whatever we feed you son.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots more for me to scrawl. But that would make me a gruesome idiot. I am way better than that. I should be better than you 2007. I am going to head to 2008 with my lightning transportation. Catch me if you can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19440776-1985628560015965036?l=mdian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/feeds/1985628560015965036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19440776&amp;postID=1985628560015965036&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/1985628560015965036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/1985628560015965036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/2007/12/of-end-of-2007.html' title='Of the End of 2007'/><author><name>cemilion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03288222179084780971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/R1eavBSGAJI/AAAAAAAAAOc/4uH7omDFYEM/S220/profile+100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19440776.post-6145047006628387061</id><published>2007-12-07T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T17:15:33.128+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greatful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seccluded'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comfort'/><title type='text'>OF BEING GRATEFUL</title><content type='html'>We really had it with all the rumours, false accusations and silly appeal for obnoxious rights. They think that they have the rights to do that after they accused the Government of Malaysia for "marginilising" them. They claim that the administration had intentionally leave them to the level of destitute. Yet, they are "forgetting" something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth are being not being sung. The accusations are abhorrent. They are pushing it too much and to the limit. They took the political stability here for granted. Maybe they were thinking that they are the most unfortunate and not being crude enough to be this fellow countrymen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "back bone" of the country which are currently being smashed directly with this malignant and misbehaving is still in control. Actually after what these irresponsible group of people had done, we can see that the "sway" are still abstaining themselves from taking rash action. Which they could done at a stroke of a fountain-pen. Why? Because we are no thugs. We have lived the day by abiding the law. That is why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, still the unruly goes on. Words spread and it has put an unwanted scars to the history of our beloved Malaysia. This will later be remembered by all generations for a very long time as bad pun. As a result of that, the short term impact that were experienced by us are, blocked traffic, plans interrupted, consciousness are intimidated and country's image is tarnished. This surely has gone overboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally I look to the point that they felt secluded mainly because of their lifestyle. In addition, through movies from their original country influence. They display themselves as "divinely" strong and nothing can stop them even if the world has to come to an end for their admiration and believes. Only by doing it the "hard-way" then they would be "listened-to" whilst they can do it in a better ways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The foundation of their fathom and their mindset is a total miscontrues. These confused beliefs originated from "haggledy-piggledy" minds, irresponsible and are clouded with self-interests. If they are so cared about what their beliefs, they could gather the "manpower" and their influence to churn some profits. Run a business, sell something, generate some money rather than becoming a brawler?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, we are living in the same climates. Eating at the same foods. Dynamicly existed as a proud nation for at least 50 years. A period of maturity. We should look forward and for God graciousness sake, we are not that stupid and unfortunate compared to others outside this country. We share the same educations, speaks of the same language and we do trade at the same currencies. Again why must this mishaps occurs? I do not understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I believe maybe everybody including me should take a breather. We should think and compare our beliefs about becoming a nation. A proud nation where everybody's blood is red and the bone is white. No matter of ethnicity and races. It is a vision that could be and not even possible to be achived Moreover, globalisation is a rapid wave. Inability to cope with that wave will later leaves us behind. Not only the seccluded group will be as per claimed, but our Nation will be seccluded and will cease its existence as a proud nation where most of the developed countries do 'take a bow' of respect for our achievement now. Therefore, i still hold a very strong hope deep inside the bottom at my heart for greater unity and shall not approve this vociferous actions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19440776-6145047006628387061?l=mdian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/feeds/6145047006628387061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19440776&amp;postID=6145047006628387061&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/6145047006628387061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/6145047006628387061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/2007/12/of-being-greatful.html' title='OF BEING GRATEFUL'/><author><name>cemilion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03288222179084780971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/R1eavBSGAJI/AAAAAAAAAOc/4uH7omDFYEM/S220/profile+100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19440776.post-5808241090039313147</id><published>2007-11-30T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T14:50:25.668+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bourses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='investing'/><title type='text'>OF INVESTING AND STOCK MARKETS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/R1ADw_TRrEI/AAAAAAAAAKs/2BlYvZj07ho/s1600-R/mainlanding_NEWS_red.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138611314990623810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/R1ADw_TRrEI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Sc-kcNQsraQ/s320/mainlanding_NEWS_red.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/R1ADIPTRrDI/AAAAAAAAAKk/jCh5yV5Ylv8/s1600-R/mainlanding_NEWS_red.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The truth is, I am still a green grass at the investing field. I have started (virtually) with RM250K of capital and within 2 months I had Lost RM100K. I do not know how much further am I going to lose if I venture further into investing in stock market.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I vividly remembered that previously an ex-remiser which happens to be a friend of mine told me that Malaysian capital market is not about how much you are gaining but actually about how much you are willing to lose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Frankly, I have no significant background on stocks, investing bla.. bla.. blah.. at all. But there is something inside me which is having an indefinite love to watch figures and charts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then there is this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bursapursuit.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'Bursa Pursuit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'. A virtual investment game designed by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bursamalaysia.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'Bursa Malaysia'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; came across the community. It began last October. The game is about to gain as much profit as you can after being granted (virtual) money amounting to RM250K. In relation to that they had also created an environment that mimics the real stock market for the investor to trade. All the codes, the stock's names, the price and the charting is almost as real as at the outside market. They also feature out the announcement of companies, corporate exercises, warrants, Indices and everything. The best thing amongst all is the personal game portfolio where you could watch your perfomance as you invest through the game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Participants of the game can buy or sell, calculate the profits or loss and also see the actual trading history. Be remembered that the game also 'charges' fees as per real web brokerage of which is at 0.42% for every transaction made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The game was designed for those who do not have any background on stock investing like me . The risks are real, but the cost is Zero. It did serves its purpose which are to educate and to expose younglings like me to the Malaysian capital market. For that, I tagged along and played for almost about 2 months of market days until it closes for good today for the year 2007.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was fun but of course it is a little bit of 'cursings and swearings' as I do not even have a tiniest clue of what I am doing. I was eager and too keen. I had became impatient. I do not do my homework. Furthermore the pressure 'bullish' after I had to compete against myself and my friends. I had no game plan. Later I found out that I am losing my capital instead of gaining to any profit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That indiscipline investment had made me losing control. It adds more after I followed a tip from a friend to invest into China's Structured Warrants. The moment it marched into the game, everybody was buying. As usual most of the amateur investors fail to calculate the risks. Therefore, everybody was losing including me. It was a sad moments the losses are irrevoccable and unalterable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The point is, the game had really teaches me something. Investing directly in stock market is not just for a fun nor it is a playing matter. It is a game which tests your discipline and serenity. It also teaches me to be greatful of what you are having and protecting it from falling into ailing apprehension. Any decision made means that you are making, even to the smallest transaction, a step further to the double-edged risks. It does not matter ether you gain or loss. It has been decided. Nobody could change it. So be it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Moreover, investing teaches me not to become an avarice. Avariciousness will always lead to greater loss. It has it's "gripping" effect and "married" effect. Meaning that. Once you lock in a buy or sell, matched features will leave you either gaining profit from it or put you through a losing streak. A "stop-loss" is a merely a tool to prevent you from falling into greater disaster. If your are hoping to re-gain after the losses, in the moment, amateurs will find themselves bounded to "hopeless". In due time you will give up and then surrender to your losses forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Personally I say that I am going to miss the intense feeling when I watched the fluctuating prices and volumes, booking profits and stop-lossing. I am sure to participate again next year with more confidents and pride. Next is a target to become a winner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;____&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;note: Bursa - bourse&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/19440776-5808241090039313147?l=mdian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/feeds/5808241090039313147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19440776&amp;postID=5808241090039313147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/5808241090039313147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/5808241090039313147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/2007/11/of-investing-and-stock-markets.html' title='OF INVESTING AND STOCK MARKETS'/><author><name>cemilion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03288222179084780971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/R1eavBSGAJI/AAAAAAAAAOc/4uH7omDFYEM/S220/profile+100x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/R1ADw_TRrEI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Sc-kcNQsraQ/s72-c/mainlanding_NEWS_red.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19440776.post-5536157244410913026</id><published>2007-11-28T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T15:03:41.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To The Person Who Bounces Back</title><content type='html'>For you...whatever.. and get a life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://medcham.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://medcham.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19440776-5536157244410913026?l=mdian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/feeds/5536157244410913026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19440776&amp;postID=5536157244410913026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/5536157244410913026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/5536157244410913026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/2007/11/to-person-who-bounces-back.html' title='To The Person Who Bounces Back'/><author><name>cemilion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03288222179084780971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/R1eavBSGAJI/AAAAAAAAAOc/4uH7omDFYEM/S220/profile+100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19440776.post-4829790698718923640</id><published>2007-11-28T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T15:01:03.900+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dissatisfaction'/><title type='text'>Men oh Men</title><content type='html'>Hey... Got A Life?&lt;br /&gt;Spare me a Change?&lt;br /&gt;Im in short of something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certain human beings do not realize that they are committing mistakes and wrongdoings all the time. Even the most meticulous human on earth will suffer to this disease. The thing is, the said pain do not physically protrude as a broken bone coming out of your elbow. But the pain is still there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human are borned in a way that they will always look for perfection. A nature that was carefully selected and bestowed upon us by the Almighty Allah. In relation to that, human will always scavenge for perfection until he finds it. To a human, once the satisfaction quota has been achieved, the exploration will cease and he/she will further the chase into another sector.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to get the gauge filled, Allah had created another factor. This factor is called "check-and -balance". The accounted novelty is put inside another human just to mirror the explorers. It will tell either they are in the right track or had swerved to the path of destruction. Then, if I were to be in front of a mirror and to found myself blundered to the deteriorated and crumbled way, I will quickly adhered to the rule and pull myself to the correct footsteps again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, there are those who hate it so much to be corrected. These Hard-headed bozos always perceive things their own way. If a mishap should happen, they quickly point their point-finger to others and start to exclude themselves from the misdemeanor. NO such thing as a "Check-and-balance". Criticism is the 8th deadly sin and not a single item to replace it for the 8th virtue.Next thing is they will always put their feet forward and starts to waive their correctized clubs to all people. They are the utmost, unmitigated truth in the whole creation. That is what they claim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes them think that way? Under their divine chapter of "seniority", humility is a non-existence. Those who evolutionize to the taste of "salt" will never admit that the salt is "masin". This proverb shall be foreign to non-Malaysian as it was derived from Malay proverb "&lt;em&gt;...lebih dulu makan garam.." (&lt;/em&gt;earlier generation have greater wisdom than newer generation). Well, in term of wisdom yes the "salt" is "salty", but they tend to forget that salty is only for those who have the correct taste bud to taste it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I am trying to say is that, globalization will not going to adhere to the rules. Even the Chief Secretary of Malaysia also had stressed that Seniority has nothing to do with your ability and wisdom. Those who excel in their own field will be at a higher post. Not to forget that a principt that I shall never forget which was told by my forefathers "&lt;em&gt;menunduk bukan bererti kalah, meninggi bukan bererti sombong." &lt;/em&gt;If this principle is applied to all human. Then the world is perfect and a perfect place to live.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19440776-4829790698718923640?l=mdian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://medcham.blogspot.com/' title='Men oh Men'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/feeds/4829790698718923640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19440776&amp;postID=4829790698718923640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/4829790698718923640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/4829790698718923640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/2007/11/men-oh-men.html' title='Men oh Men'/><author><name>cemilion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03288222179084780971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/R1eavBSGAJI/AAAAAAAAAOc/4uH7omDFYEM/S220/profile+100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19440776.post-5424003475015741525</id><published>2007-08-12T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T12:17:52.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIVING THE DREAM</title><content type='html'>1.  nothing new in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  A boring sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Im Addicted to 'Company of Heroes.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Im addicted to 'Peel Fresh." (TM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I am addicted to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  I have too much things to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  I have a complicated toilet routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  I wish i had a better pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  I wish i had more Sundays.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of those mentioned above are a dream to be live.. or a live the dream..&lt;br /&gt;Adios.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19440776-5424003475015741525?l=mdian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/feeds/5424003475015741525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19440776&amp;postID=5424003475015741525&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/5424003475015741525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/5424003475015741525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/2007/08/living-dream.html' title='LIVING THE DREAM'/><author><name>cemilion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03288222179084780971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/R1eavBSGAJI/AAAAAAAAAOc/4uH7omDFYEM/S220/profile+100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19440776.post-4066900570093905767</id><published>2007-08-06T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T14:06:36.456+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comfort'/><title type='text'>HOW ARE WHO?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The topic of what I am about to blog does not really reflect any significant relation between each other. It is just something which I want to reflect base on my personal experience today. Well, to my dearest readers (if there is any).. consider this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. You enter a lift.. some of them are people who are suppose to be in higher ranks than you.. As a matter of fact, you had never encounter them directly. Which concurrently will definitely make you feel ackward, odd and obliterated. To ride from Ground Floor to another (in my case 7).. can be consider a 'helluva' ride.. In addition, they would go and chat to each of the 'passenger' about almost everything... sports, food, luncheon venue, etc. blah dee blah and you are excluded from the 'greet'.. How would you feel? Alas, what I could do is just to look at my empty shirt pocket and wiggle my finger inside my trouser's pocket.... thinking when would this dilemma ends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;3. Having a wonderful job with comfortable pay, makes me feel wonderful and at ease. But that is also main factor that contributes solely to my big 'L' (laziness) syndrome. I really hope some physical challenge comes soon so that I will be refreshed and on going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that should be it. what say you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19440776-4066900570093905767?l=mdian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://360.yahoo.com/younz_d/' title='HOW ARE WHO?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/feeds/4066900570093905767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19440776&amp;postID=4066900570093905767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/4066900570093905767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/4066900570093905767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/2007/08/how-are-who.html' title='HOW ARE WHO?'/><author><name>cemilion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03288222179084780971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/R1eavBSGAJI/AAAAAAAAAOc/4uH7omDFYEM/S220/profile+100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19440776.post-96499829092948197</id><published>2007-07-23T08:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T08:32:09.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LESS IS MORE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There are times when fewer words have significantly more power than many. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;This was certainly the case for one philosophy student who sat in an examination room with his fellow student. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;The question on the paper in front of them was &lt;u&gt;'WHAT IS A RISK?&lt;/u&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;While the rest of the students chewed their pencils, furrowed their brows and scribbled furiously, he calmly wrote his answer, stood up and walked out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;The curious adjudicator came to collect his paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;On it, was his two-word answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;'&lt;u&gt;THIS IS&lt;/u&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19440776-96499829092948197?l=mdian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/feeds/96499829092948197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19440776&amp;postID=96499829092948197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/96499829092948197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/96499829092948197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/2007/07/less-is-more.html' title='LESS IS MORE'/><author><name>cemilion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03288222179084780971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/R1eavBSGAJI/AAAAAAAAAOc/4uH7omDFYEM/S220/profile+100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19440776.post-2000733535744289830</id><published>2007-06-27T08:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T09:19:15.999+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OPINION'/><title type='text'>OTHERS' VIEWS... EXPOSE YOUR SELF PLS!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After rounds of arbitrary thinking, I finally settled with an article by Brian Yap, which originally published through one of our local newspaper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The article was never to be found anywhere then , if you are always rigid to yourself, morbid to your opinion or having an intact and emasculated flicker of interests. If so, then forget about reading what this post is about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;According to the article, you will always know what you believe plus even having a list for your favourite things, for instance, 'undeflowered' attached to &lt;em&gt;Korean Dramas&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;Akademi Fantasia&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Now imagine, if I said I am telling you that what you are believing not only shows lack of intellectual capacity, but also simply poor taste? Certainly, you would jumped on to me and with fume and rage. How dare someone ridicule that something I love? How dare someone else insult the way I view the world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;With regards to that, Brian also told its reader that, even as difficult as it is for all of us and despite all views of those who stand on the opposite spectrum of what they read or let alone, lived in, we should choose to endure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;In addition to that, because of we are capping ourselves with mainstream way of thinking, which resulting to, too little contact with opposing views and alternative voices these days. Take these for examples, religious conservatives, racial supremacists, Neo-conservatives, orthodox and the list would goes on and on. Then you should be catching my drift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Later on, I realise that we need to know the views and arguments of others to be certain of our own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;At end, To quote the article:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;To be secure and confident of how we view the world, we all need to have our&lt;br /&gt;beliefs challenged, our philosophies debated and our convictions questioned. The alternative would be like that emperor. You know, the one with no clothes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;At ease soldier!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19440776-2000733535744289830?l=mdian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/feeds/2000733535744289830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19440776&amp;postID=2000733535744289830&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/2000733535744289830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/2000733535744289830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/2007/06/others-views-expose-your-self-pls.html' title='OTHERS&apos; VIEWS... EXPOSE YOUR SELF PLS!!'/><author><name>cemilion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03288222179084780971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/R1eavBSGAJI/AAAAAAAAAOc/4uH7omDFYEM/S220/profile+100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19440776.post-4209484475841002859</id><published>2007-06-06T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T12:54:54.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WE INTERRUPT THIS BROADCAST TO BRING YOU THIS SPECIAL BULLETIN...</title><content type='html'>Quoting : &lt;a href="http://www.pmo.gov.my"&gt;http://www.pmo.gov.my&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oleh/By           :  DATO' SERI ABDULLAH BIN HAJI AHMAD BADAWI&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;                                PERDANA MENTERI MALAYSIA&lt;br /&gt;Tempat/Venue :  PEJABAT PERDANA MENTERI, PUTRAJAYA&lt;br /&gt;Tarikh/Date      :  06/06/2007&lt;br /&gt;Tajuk/Title        :  KENYATAAN MEDIA MENGENAI PENGUMUMAN MAJLIS AKAD &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;                                NIKAH  YAB PERDANA MENTERI&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pejabat Perdana Menteri&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;KENYATAAN MEDIA MENGENAI PENGUMUMAN MAJLIS AKAD NIKAH YAB PERDANA MENTERI&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dengan sukacitanya dimaklumkan bahawa YAB Perdana Menteri Dato’ Seri Abdullah Ahmad Badawi akan melangsungkan majlis akad nikah dengan Jeanne Abdullah pada hari Sabtu 9 Jun 2007 bersamaan dengan 23 Jamadilawwal 1428 Hijrah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jeanne Abdullah dilahirkan di Kuala Lumpur pada 29 Julai 1953 dan merupakan anak sulung daripada empat orang adik-beradik. Beliau menerima pendidikan di Sekolah Menengah Assunta dan mempunyai pengalaman yang luas dalam bidang pentadbiran dan penghotelan setelah terlibat dalam pengurusan beberapa hotel terkemuka di Malaysia, termasuk Hotel Hilton Kuala Lumpur dan Hotel Pan Pacific. Jeanne juga pernah bertugas sebagai Pengelola kediaman rasmi Timbalan Perdana Menteri dan Pengurus Kompleks Seri Perdana. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jeanne mempunyai dua orang anak, Nadiah dan Nadene. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Majlis berkenaan akan diadakan di Seri Perdana dan akan dihadiri oleh keluarga terdekat sahaja.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heartiest Congratulations to Y.A.B. Prime Minister for the wedding.. my your love for your newly wedded wife and all Malaysian be blessed by Allah forever....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19440776-4209484475841002859?l=mdian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.pmo.gov.my' title='WE INTERRUPT THIS BROADCAST TO BRING YOU THIS SPECIAL BULLETIN...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/feeds/4209484475841002859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19440776&amp;postID=4209484475841002859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/4209484475841002859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/4209484475841002859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/2007/06/we-interrupt-this-broadcast-to-bring.html' title='WE INTERRUPT THIS BROADCAST TO BRING YOU THIS SPECIAL BULLETIN...'/><author><name>cemilion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03288222179084780971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/R1eavBSGAJI/AAAAAAAAAOc/4uH7omDFYEM/S220/profile+100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19440776.post-3439035506532102535</id><published>2007-06-04T08:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T14:50:25.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A YESTERDAY NOTE - PART I</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/RmNl11uEjmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/syzwPTgd0G0/s1600-h/DSC00214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072009580977098338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/RmNl11uEjmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/syzwPTgd0G0/s320/DSC00214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;This is going to be a very short entry for the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Instinctively, I feel like leaving my house to office at 7 am. That was very early (for my typical routine) and I was thinking, maybe I could have a 'feel the ground' session before I start my job and to proceed through it without any problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But, on my way to office, I was bombarded with crappy and nonsensical ideas that imminently generated from an opposite gender of mine. Full stop. I do not want to venture further upon said ideas and later, ends up as a male chauvinist. Therefore, let it be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I wonder what kind of catastrophe should I face more? Therefore, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I am not going to react or make rash decision to that, without having myself 'sober' and full with food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;This is the most ambiguous entry &lt;u&gt;EVER&lt;/u&gt; posted at this blog. To cite what I am thinking at the moment, these keywords should help and later would facilitate me to decide later. &lt;u&gt;Separation&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;Number Two&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;fallen trees&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;money&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;far-away&lt;/u&gt; or &lt;u&gt;far-fetched&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;fickle minded&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;bored&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;baby&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;car&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;moving out&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;moving on&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;alone&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;better&lt;/u&gt; and lastly, &lt;u&gt;K800i&lt;/u&gt;. That should do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Until next time.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s: the pictures post are a memento of former Sec. Gen of MITI.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19440776-3439035506532102535?l=mdian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/feeds/3439035506532102535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19440776&amp;postID=3439035506532102535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/3439035506532102535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/3439035506532102535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/2007/06/yesterday-note-part-i.html' title='A YESTERDAY NOTE - PART I'/><author><name>cemilion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03288222179084780971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/R1eavBSGAJI/AAAAAAAAAOc/4uH7omDFYEM/S220/profile+100x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/RmNl11uEjmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/syzwPTgd0G0/s72-c/DSC00214.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19440776.post-6967702226925039030</id><published>2007-06-01T09:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T14:00:12.205+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Attitude'/><title type='text'>OF ATTITUDE....</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Everybody have at least one way on how to lead their life. This particular paths, usually adapted and conviniently dapple the community canvases. In a typical normal day, these spots or vivid mottled markings, are usually hidden and are unseen to normal discerns. Thefore, ordinary 'workadays' do not pester our conventionally thinking mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In contra to that, I am very much attracted to `human' abnormalities. Their irrational thinking and feat is a most sensational material to me. I would be at my best liberty to 'dig' or 'scoop' upon these undertakings. Personally, I believe that it is so friggin interesting to find out why they did act as such? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Point number one. The new re-organization had been in operation since early of this year. It was greatful moment to the ministry for the authority had approved new additional posts, new sections and divisions altogether . The approval is a definite bless. It also means, there are bigger chunk of opportunities opened especially for those eligible personnel to be promoted. Therefore, new posts to be filled in soon with (again) any "eligible" and "capable" persons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Point number two. In subsequent to that, the current human capital is yet enough to fill in all the new posts. Which means, Human Resource Department to request new 'bloods' to automate the structures. So they did..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Point number three. I do not know what had happened then until one day I did saw a 'MIDGET' (figuratively speaking and no offence whatsoever to all nice little people), with a &lt;u&gt;corny&lt;/u&gt; looking 'MOUSTACHE', silly looking (red-in-color) hair, and to date, probably the cockiest snob-looking fellow, standing at the front door of my main entrance of the building. (Oh, the shirt was red in color, with yellow polka dot necktie.. the shoe? Worst, it has a tiger stripe with it..?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then my first impression towards him that this 'nutter' might be, with a private firm or some layman having a business with my working place. I swore to myself so that I am not going to be working with that 'odd wit'. So, be it. But, after sometime.. I was totally wrong. This 'idiosyncracies' is one of those who are 'dumped' here to fill in to the newly created posts.. and the domino effect quickly transcended beneath my skins.. I then grew weary and begining to disgust at this guy's guts. Not only because of his puerile looks, but you will definitely are going not to disagree more with me as I venture further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This 'nitwit' was firstly posted at Min. of Foreign Affair and later on to Min. of Internal Affair. I had learned that in between the frames, this silly had thousands of attitude problems. Quoted and unquoted, finally he is 'abdicated' to my place. (Please bear in mind that, this does not means that my min. is dumping place for those 'weirdos', it is just a "misfortune")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And today, I had a full-proof that this "beefcake" is going to be a troublesome... Following is the email that was sent to him to one of the directors to show his dissatisfactions:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"*note: the red-in-color statements is what i will say to his FACE...if i were to receive this kind of email."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Subject: &lt;u&gt;Permohonan Tempat Letak Kereta&lt;/u&gt; (Request of Parking Lots)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saudara,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;----(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you do not adress any of your higher ranking officer as this, Sassypant!!!!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I refer to your Minute today (Ref. No. ) on the above: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. I would like to acquire the following:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2.1 On para 2(i), it was informed that officers were allocated several parking lots. I was informed that the other lots were made available to other staffs. In your minute, you informed me that all 200 were allocated for officers only. Please clearly define the statement of "Officers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;---you do not &lt;u&gt;'INSTRUCT&lt;u&gt;' &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;your higher ranking officer to "&lt;u&gt;Clearly Define"&lt;/u&gt; anything to you, imprudent prune!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2.2 On para 2(ii), you gave me information on the current status of officers in this Ministry, which was approved by (authority) in the new restructuring of (ministry). This is irrelevant information to me.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;-- Who are You to question, you imbecile!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2.3 On para 2(iii), you wrote that only senior officers will be given parking lots. What about senior officers that are transferred from other Ministries? Are they not considered "Senior" as well? Also, I noticed that not only senior officers are given parking lots, the new officers from recent intakes were given. Can you clarify and define "Senior"?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;--- again.. you do not 'INSTRUCT' your higher officer to 'DEFINE' things to you puny brat!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2.4 On para 2(iv), it was noted that officers of senior rank are given temporary parking lots and approval given for limited time. If that is so, then why the fuss of asking new officers of their license and registration documents when they report duty to this (ministry)? Why not wait until there are available car parks and then ask for their personal documents?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;-- previously in your working deparment.. EVERYBODY know that not even a parking availble specifically for officer.. it was a first come first serve basis... be greatful pls alien!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. I hope that you can give me the necessary explaination on the above queries. Furthermore, please do return my copies of license and registration documents, since your unit has considered not to give us parking lots due to "insufficient" park lots. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;--- you are one spoil brat trust me.. the only thing that deserve you the most is a kick in your piehole!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Justified?? You make the call.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Therefore, I am so ashamed of myself to havethis kind of a fellow to be under the same umbrella....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;That is all for now.. &lt;sigh&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19440776-6967702226925039030?l=mdian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/feeds/6967702226925039030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19440776&amp;postID=6967702226925039030&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/6967702226925039030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/6967702226925039030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/2007/06/of-attitude.html' title='OF ATTITUDE....'/><author><name>cemilion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03288222179084780971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/R1eavBSGAJI/AAAAAAAAAOc/4uH7omDFYEM/S220/profile+100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19440776.post-7310262440706215060</id><published>2007-02-14T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T11:00:12.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Language and Culture</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi again.. its been a while since i dont blog.. lots of chores, grind and gripe to grip on... and i do not have an exact amount of time to spend for blogging.. it is my time organization really.. can not say that it is bad.. but 'pre-occupied'... (ah.. who cares!) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lotsa things had happen between the moment.... but later to that... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today.. i would like to share an article which is composed by a colleague of mine... a brilliant article really.. it is about how the perception templates which borned together with us... but then again.. I will tell about perception later....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;To begin with, frankly speaking, I am not a linguistic. So, dialectology, morphology, syntax, phonology do not really echoed within the context of my mind... A friend of mine (a lingustic 'basically'), informed me that some westerners are putting a lot of efforts to study our language.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;According to him they are researching the dialect from the perspective of :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1) speech acts (from the manner of context and social viability)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2) Usage itself (as well as other inflections - prefix, affix and suffix)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3) Idiolect (dialect map) -- ie Pasir Mas dialect (Pasir Mas is one of the district in Kelantan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;4) Nasalization of vowels (from the vowel sound produced at dialects, or phonology)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;5) Issues aroused from sociolinguistic -- (social status, demography, gender influence, uniqueness of the dialect in community, linguistic convergence/divergence)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;6) reduplication (morphology of language and so on)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;7) Language acquisition...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and the list would go on.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(special thanks dedicated to &lt;u&gt;Mohd Husni Ab. Aziz&lt;/u&gt;, Putrajaya for explaining this)...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;there u go.. gone cross eyed already?... pardon me... let me illustrate that with terms which I would also consider as bearable... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I am a Kelantanese (one of the states, located at the east penisular of Malaysia). a typical orthodoxies to be exact! Meaning. I talk with dialect. A very thick dialect. Sometime the other Kelantanese would need specific thesaurus be installed inside their mind just to avoid misinterprete what I am trying to say... *tsk*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Consider the following elaboration..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Mujo' or 'mujur'(pronounce as (Moo-jow) in Standard Bahasa Malaysia (Malay Language) means "fortunate" or "lucky". In Terengganu, it means more than that. Mujo is an attitude, a testament to the optimism of the Terengganu* folks. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Terengganu is another state located at south east side of Kelantan.. the dialect is almost the same... a major difference is that the Terengganunese tends to put a lot of +ng at end of any word that last with the letter n. ie: (fish) Ikan - Ikang (pronounce 'ee-kang')&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I believe that Terengganunese are optimistic. I haven't heard of any suicides there yet. No news whatsoever of people jumping down from coconut trees or drinking expired &lt;u&gt;budu&lt;/u&gt; (&lt;u&gt;preserved anchovy thick sauce&lt;/u&gt;) neat in order to expire themselves. You must remember that Terengganu people once lived with ferries, morning papers that came in the night and other things people in the West Coast take for granted. In spite of doing without 4D shops, discos, malls or Hot Spot-enabled coffee houses, they are surviving well without any mental hospital in sight. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All because they have mujo. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like I mentioned previously, mujo encapsulate a philosophy in itself. It means one should thank God that it is not worse. Time for an illustration. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Cut to a scene of 3 village ladies&lt;br /&gt;in their kemban washing clothes by the village well) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Mok Long&lt;br /&gt;Selamoh: "Guane doh adik mung Mek? (How is your brother Mek?)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mok Teh &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Som: Bakpe pulok adik die? (What happened to her brother?) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Mok Long&lt;br /&gt;Selamoh: Laaa! Mung dok tau ke Som? (You don't know Som?)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mok Teh Som: Dok tau setarang kita.&lt;br /&gt;(I don't know anything) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Mok Long&lt;br /&gt;Selamoh: Adik Mek ni kena langgor lori kemareng. (Mek's brother was knocked down&lt;br /&gt;by a lorry yesterday)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mek Beso: Bukang&lt;br /&gt;lori Mok Long, beng ikang! (It wasn't a lorry Mok Long, it was a fish&lt;br /&gt;van)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Mok Long&lt;br /&gt;Selamoh: Mujo bukang lori! (Lucky it wasn't a lorry)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mok Teh Som: Pah tu? Terok ke?&lt;br /&gt;(Then? Was he seriously injured?) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mek Beso: Kaki&lt;br /&gt;patoh sebeloh...... (One leg was broken)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mok Teh Som: Mujo dok patoh due due&lt;br /&gt;(Lucky both legs weren't broken) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mok Long Selamoh: Tu&lt;br /&gt;pong mujo dreba beng dang brek. (It was lucky that the van driver braked in&lt;br /&gt;time) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mek Beso: Mujo&lt;br /&gt;beng tu dok laju.. (Lucky the van wasn't going fast..)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;fade&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If both legs were broken, the response would be &lt;u&gt;"Mujo dok pecoh pala".&lt;/u&gt; (Lucky the head wasn't broken) If the head &lt;u&gt;WAS&lt;/u&gt; broken, the response would be &lt;u&gt;"Mujo dok mati".&lt;/u&gt; (Lucky he didn't die) If the worst happened and the brother &lt;u&gt;died&lt;/u&gt;, the &lt;u&gt;mujo&lt;/u&gt; would still surface. &lt;u&gt;"Mujo lah bukang adik kita".&lt;/u&gt; (Lucky it wasn't my brother) You get the drift..... Mujo. A nice word. Adopt it. Embrace it. It will preserve your sanity.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;special thanks dedicated to&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="medcham.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Ahmed Syam Che Kub&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, Pusat Bandar Damansara, a Kelantan (Totok-java word for "orthodoxies") for sharing the article......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you get what I mean???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19440776-7310262440706215060?l=mdian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/feeds/7310262440706215060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19440776&amp;postID=7310262440706215060&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/7310262440706215060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/7310262440706215060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/2007/02/language-and-culture.html' title='Language and Culture'/><author><name>cemilion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03288222179084780971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/R1eavBSGAJI/AAAAAAAAAOc/4uH7omDFYEM/S220/profile+100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19440776.post-116115072164573102</id><published>2006-10-18T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T13:57:03.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky? Yeah I Guess</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img132.imageshack.us/img132/874/img0026resizeresizehl8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img132.imageshack.us/img132/874/img0026resizeresizehl8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img132.imageshack.us/img132/874/img0026resizeresizehl8.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me luck comprises only 20% of my life. Meaning the percentage to get lucky is only at a very small portions. Phrases such.. "u are so lucky", "luck is on my side...", "bla bla luck bla bla".. do not always happen to me. Neither it will happen everyday. Hence, I would also did not bother to even put a slightest hope to get lucky.&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, in living manner, I consider myself as a simple and practical person. It is so hard for me to say that im lucky or in line of luck. Say for instance, my recent Diploma result. To my understanding, I am too close of getting myself included in the Excellent list. But i presume luck came in and unfortunately mine landed to the other side of the fence. In the end I am always greatful at any outcome.&lt;br /&gt;Many months after that, there I am again. It seems that I had fall into the pit of getting lucky again. This time it is the different situation. Neither did i purposely bid myself into it. It was a bookshop. I was scanning for a book to buy. Luckily I found three books bounded upon each other that caught the glimpse of my interest. The maths is simple 'Freakonomics'+'The World is Flat'+'Blink' = RM82.50... It was an awesome offer. Then i gulped and that was the signal of i-cant-resist-the-offer thing. If I were to buy the book at singles price, it may ends me with a peculiar over RM100... Well practically I could not afford that.. So, I decide to grab it...&lt;br /&gt;Before I went to the cash counter, I browse for few more books. I really found Azizi Ali's literatures at most interest rate of excitement. The feeling is like I am about to gnaw at a plate of meatball's spaghetti or nice warm banana fritters with fruity ice tea. Then my luck rolls it's dice again when suddenly one middle-aged guy approached me. The gestures of his eyes was dartedly focus to the book I've grabbed earlier.&lt;br /&gt;He asked me, " Are you gonna buy that?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, Sir! Absolutely. I think it is at a very affordable and reasonable price..."&lt;br /&gt;"Well yeah.. why not.. But I ve also bought three sets of that previously. I'm intending to make it as gifts to my nieces. Unfortunately, one of them had already posseses the set. So I don't know either I could return it or not. But i'm thinking of reselling it to anybody who would be interested in it... Would you take it for RM70?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. why not? Then Im saving myself for RM12.50, which later could afford me to have a plate of Meatball's Spaghetti... I m not taking any chances and quickly ive agreed to pay for it. It is a double Luck for me that day... so here I am.. still reading the book cant wait to peek at another two... I guess im just Lucky again... And if that Chinese guy is reading this again. im saying that im so thankful for the books as the contents is inevitably priceless.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19440776-116115072164573102?l=mdian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/feeds/116115072164573102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19440776&amp;postID=116115072164573102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/116115072164573102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/116115072164573102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/2006/10/lucky-yeah-i-guess.html' title='Lucky? Yeah I Guess'/><author><name>cemilion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03288222179084780971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/R1eavBSGAJI/AAAAAAAAAOc/4uH7omDFYEM/S220/profile+100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19440776.post-116072429713066457</id><published>2006-10-13T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T15:58:48.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysia Inc. through the lense of an Ant..</title><content type='html'>To be in Malaysia as one of the most wonderful countries in the world I would sacrifice my previlige of a liberalise person. I would always consider Malaysia as one big company incorporated after succumbed to colonization for more than a hundred years. As a big company, it will be set in motion by the executives of the company. So, not to forget there are also minority shareholders in it. Meaning I am also in it at the smallest portion. Even the heartfelt of the pride is as huge as a planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crux of the point is, as one of the shareholders, definitely I do not want to put my Employer to the state of jeopardy or at stake. But the effort of keeping it to the highest  level of security not is tireless. But despite of that, I am onnly being victimized and manipulized as the TITANS of Post would simply trample the minorities like me. In addition they would do that with ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, as a Company, it should not always look up to the majority (even if this is the reality) but must also take account of the minorities as well. In line with that, encouraging more remunerations and awards to both parties would strengthen the commitment to the organization, then everybody will now enjoy the previlige of being a part of the team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As to that, the band of remuneration should be set to be base on TRUE Key Perfomance Index or maybe better indicators. This also means, incentives should be awarded to only those with TRUE and proven qualification. Plus maybe a working group or even to the extent of an individu. Better transperencies or zero tolerance to fraudulent practices should be excercised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One big question was slapped to my face after I discussed this matter with one of my trusted colleagues is that why should I bring this up after almost half of the centuries the company continues to practice the claimed 'infidelity'? Why now? Well, simple. Maybe experts have been thinking and stupendous proposals or papers have been put up, tabled to IMPROVE things but only the power of DECISION making is overuling all the ideas. Horrandious, but this does not means that all the decisions is bad. This is only a tiny or could be consider as 'ant-brained' me on relinquishing my view pertaining to the matter. Or am I wrong here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, to me, true KPI or benchmarking is one of a brand of intergrities and trasperencies which should be neatly practiced. This would also promote towards healthy competencies and increase perfomances among shareholders as they are also in the same vessel. Only some of them are still green being wear the same vest of charters to achieve. This is also to be seen as another advantage to prevent any doubt and will definitely nurture better governance as well as re-gain ultimate form of respect from the human capital sector.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I strongly hope and suggest that Malaysia Inc. will lay off poor perfomances rowers, sell all bad paddles, canceled all capital investments for old way of thinking, halt the sustaining of negative vibes and so-called canoe of secrecy and award the high perfomance to TRUE green chapter of shareholders. Not to forget to venture and embark on a new journey to distribute the reputation as bonuses to the Stakeholders and the company as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19440776-116072429713066457?l=mdian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/feeds/116072429713066457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19440776&amp;postID=116072429713066457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/116072429713066457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/116072429713066457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/2006/10/malaysia-inc-through-lense-of-ant.html' title='Malaysia Inc. through the lense of an Ant..'/><author><name>cemilion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03288222179084780971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/R1eavBSGAJI/AAAAAAAAAOc/4uH7omDFYEM/S220/profile+100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19440776.post-115269063173580808</id><published>2006-07-12T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T15:57:03.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Experiencing DPA Hangover!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/1644/1600/DSCN1603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/1644/320/DSCN1603.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/1644/1600/cropped.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/1644/320/cropped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Day..&lt;br /&gt;Hi everybody. It is a day that is full of memories to be remembered. Usually, (6 Months Ago), sharp at 9 am, all of us, with full suite, will stand in front of an Emcee.. and all of us will Sang this song as stated in fully translated lyric below. Unfortunately i cant upload the marching tune ere..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Sentiasa selangkah di hadapan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;(Always a step ahead)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Dijadikan Pedoman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;(Be given as a guidance)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Itulah iltizam kami peserta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;(That is our Determination)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Diploma Pengurusan Awam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;(The Public Management Diploma's Participants)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Keteguhan Sahsiah dan Pekerti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;(Our Impregnable Calibre)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Lambang Keunggulan PTD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;(As a crest of PTD's Excellence) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Kesopanan dan Kesusilaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;(Our Curteous and Ethics)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Jadi Keutamaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;(Be as our Precedence)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Kami berikrar, terus berusaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;(We had vowed, to keep on striving)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Menjiwai Keunggulan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;(to instill spiritually the distinction)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Sifat Mulia, Teguhkan Keterampilan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;(Dignity, Strengthening the charisma)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Asas Ke Arah Kecemerlangan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;(The Chalice of Superiority)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Perkhidmatan Tadbir Diplomatik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;(Diplomatic and Administration Service)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Jasa Kepada Pertiwi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;(an act of pride to the Country)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Meneruskan Tradisi Ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;(To continue with the tradition)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Aspirasi dan Komitmen kami&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Our greatest commitment and aspiration)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After that we will undergo wether &lt;strong&gt;lectures&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Excercises &lt;/strong&gt;and so forth.. At that moment we detest that. Some of us will try to make fun of it. But to me, the song is something to remind me that im being accepted to be in the Malaysian's Government Premier Service. Moment by moment, we inextricably being churned to be proud of the service. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Beautiful.. and spritually uplifting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As for this.. some of us (including me) still experience the DPA hangover.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this song will always remain in our mind as a reminder to furnish Excellence into our daily career life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nevertheless, one of my friend had uttered that :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"this is a pill.. in fact.. the best pill to swallow.. Screwing ur service up will only left u more vulnerable and susceptible to worse thing that u could ever think of..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So in order to keep on going with this reality, ritually, i ve started to wear the proud &lt;strong&gt;blue tie&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;white Shirt&lt;/strong&gt; to office every Monday to the office. this is just to exhibit my allegiance to the batch's Pride (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;1/2005&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;). Which will &lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; be fading no matter how long the time will go.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I hope someday this will be instilled within all of our Batch's-Member's Heart..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;With that i'll leave a few key points for me and all of u readers outside and including the community, which if uttered to me will remind me to all those moments at &lt;strong&gt;Diploma Pengurusan Awam&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tn Mazlan, Lectures, Unit Cetak, INTAN, Lust, Gossips, Friends, Backstabbers, UDPA, TOPI, En. Yaman, Football, Futsal, 243, INTENGAH, PULADA, FRAM, OBS Cherakah... and the list will always goes on.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cherish... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1/2005&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.....................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.... &lt;strong&gt;Priceless&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;...........................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19440776-115269063173580808?l=mdian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/feeds/115269063173580808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19440776&amp;postID=115269063173580808&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/115269063173580808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/115269063173580808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/2006/07/experiencing-dpa-hangover.html' title='Experiencing DPA Hangover!'/><author><name>cemilion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03288222179084780971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/R1eavBSGAJI/AAAAAAAAAOc/4uH7omDFYEM/S220/profile+100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19440776.post-115249552037335120</id><published>2006-07-10T09:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T14:55:53.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cest La Vie Ma Cherie</title><content type='html'>Entry for July 09, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahalo to all..&lt;br /&gt;should be entertaining though.. i hope that it would be...&lt;br /&gt;it has been a week since im back to my position in my office... after a very long paused of vacation.. DPA 1/2005... i were there for six (6) months.. lotsa things had happened... pre-occupied by virtual living.. sharing laughters, sadness, downcast and etc... i ve really learned something.. ive already carved it to my "memoir's-tombstone" at the bottom of my heart.. it says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Dignity, pride, always falls under humility.. After all, things u gripe and u thought u deserve it were not meant to be yours in the first place... leave all the dishearten moments behind, take it positively and wisely churn it to become a lesson of ur life..teach it to those who want to learn..love, hatred, detests, will always test us... the strength of humility is the only thing that will win forever. Never feel discouraged by all the negative junctures. Whenever you feels that the world that u try to build starts to fall apart, do not despair. Somebody along ur lifetime will come and pick the pieces up. The only thing that is to do is to let them to help u. Open ur heart and arms. Therefore, u will not feel put aside anymore. Smile and move on.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. thats all for today...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19440776-115249552037335120?l=mdian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/feeds/115249552037335120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19440776&amp;postID=115249552037335120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/115249552037335120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/115249552037335120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/2006/07/cest-la-vie-ma-cherie.html' title='Cest La Vie Ma Cherie'/><author><name>cemilion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03288222179084780971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/R1eavBSGAJI/AAAAAAAAAOc/4uH7omDFYEM/S220/profile+100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19440776.post-113533247305180096</id><published>2005-12-23T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T09:31:50.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell &amp; Good Luck to U</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/1644/1600/PICT0279.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/1644/400/PICT0279.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ok.. today is my last day working for the year.. i will start my holiday by tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;and then&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19440776-113533247305180096?l=mdian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/feeds/113533247305180096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19440776&amp;postID=113533247305180096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/113533247305180096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/113533247305180096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/2005/12/farewell-good-luck-to-u.html' title='Farewell &amp; Good Luck to U'/><author><name>cemilion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03288222179084780971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/R1eavBSGAJI/AAAAAAAAAOc/4uH7omDFYEM/S220/profile+100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19440776.post-113522736448607835</id><published>2005-12-22T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T17:27:31.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIVE HELP DESK WITH MA SHRINK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/1644/1600/whitecat.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WhiteCat&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/1644/320/whitecat.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PandaDog&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/1644/320/My%20owner%20is%20an%20idiot%20%2813%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Place. Hell. - Day&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;Morning&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WhiteCat : &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;tapioca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hahahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PandaDog : &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;WhiteCat.. if u found anything on life.. or u ever stumbled upon some written form of life facts... lexicons.. subtle and nuances for instance.. forward it to me.. thanks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PandaDog:&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; look in ur emel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PandaDog : &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;got meeting with puan Singa-Girl... c ya latter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PandaDog &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2 hours later&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;PandaDog :&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; r u there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PandaDog : &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;r u there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat :&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;terkejut i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PandaDog:&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; i nak tanya u laa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;apa pendapat u terhadap my immediate boss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WhiteCat : &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;who?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WhiteCat : &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;cik D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat : &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;she's ok wat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ok ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;takpe lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;never mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WhiteCat : &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;tapi i dun think i click with her dat much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;she's ok wat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;its not dat i dun agree with her on many things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;its just dat.. well, give her some slack.. she's not married, and yet she's not getting younger, and she's not the type who &lt;strong&gt;"mingles socially&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;y?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i always got the &lt;strong&gt;blame &lt;/strong&gt;upon her work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;y?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;seolah2 dia nak escape the work.. i dont know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PandaDog:&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; im new perhaps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and i dont really understand how the culture of working here goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;in fact i think i kinda understand why our &lt;strong&gt;SINGA-MAN&lt;/strong&gt; becomes so Grumpy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;maybe u still haven't got the hang of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i dont know, maybe......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;dun get me wrong, but&lt;strong&gt; HELL's&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;working culture&lt;/strong&gt; is a bit different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;seems like im doing blunder.. and mistakes a lot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i myself didn’t quite got used to it the first two months&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i dont know and confused between right and wron&lt;/span&gt;g.&lt;br /&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;u just have to learn to adapt tho. it takes hard work adapting to a new environment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;takpelah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;dun think so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;ur &lt;strong&gt;going off 4ur DPA&lt;/strong&gt; later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;usually it is not as hard as this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hey, d'ya know what...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;tomorrow should be my last day of working&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;after dpa then get a re-think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;re-think?? whaddaya mean&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;do i have any &lt;strong&gt;CHOICE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WhiteCat:&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; re-think meaning &lt;strong&gt;tukar division&lt;/strong&gt; ke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;yes, my friend. u do have a choice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;it's just whether ur actually gonna get it or not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WhiteCat:&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;and also on how &lt;strong&gt;hard&lt;/strong&gt; you've &lt;strong&gt;worked&lt;/strong&gt; at getting that other choice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i feel like im stucked in a box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;how hard of getting that choice.. hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and how do i &lt;strong&gt;channel &lt;/strong&gt;my &lt;strong&gt;appeal ??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;feels like im unimportant... insignificant..... worthless.. &lt;strong&gt;"melukut ditepi gantang!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                                                                                                   PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;if u know what i mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;dun think of it now la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;u can find out more after dpa&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;bkn i tak nak bgtau u how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i dont expect for limelite or red carpets.. or any trophy.. i just want to make sure either things of what im doing at the moment is &lt;strong&gt;right&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;wrong&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;even if you go direct to pengarah tak semestinya dapat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yeah i know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;ok now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat:&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; i bought myself a book yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;but none of them chic lits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The Little Book of Scientific Principles, Theories and Things"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Loved it the first time I laid eyes on it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;wow. that sounds really cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dale Carnegie’s&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; will never bore me. .. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Mahal wo... RM38.. Isy.. tutup mata je lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat:&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; i got one on &lt;strong&gt;Dale Darnegie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mitch Albom&lt;/strong&gt; also do too... i love his "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesdays with Morrie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" and “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Five People You’ll Met in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;heaven”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;still havent finished reading it yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PandaDog:&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Billy Lim's &lt;em&gt;Dare to Fail&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is also Intersting&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;M&lt;strong&gt;itch Albom&lt;/strong&gt; - dunno, but read blurbs on those books. yep.. interesting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i used to read &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lillian Too's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feng Shui&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. and found out more craps than facts ..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Superstitious freak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;D2F&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. okay gak.. really inspiring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yerp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I dare... i fail.. yet ... i make an outcome.. (more failure..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"ur tenant are ur jewels&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;".. by some chinese lady.. quite an interesting read. book so expensive lorr.. wat masa ni tak dpt beli laa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i hate lilian too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i dun believe in it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PandaDog:&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; "&lt;strong&gt;ur tenant are ur jewels"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;-- &lt;/span&gt;u r the second one who recommend this book..&lt;/span&gt; WhiteCat:&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; i wanna be a property owner one day &lt;strong&gt;WhiteCat:&lt;/strong&gt; meaning, i wanna make ma own dosh dat way &lt;strong&gt;WhiteCat: PandaDog:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"ur tenant are ur jewels&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;-- &lt;/span&gt;u r the second one who recommend this book.. &gt;&gt;&gt; REALLY? TAK SANGKA LAH PULAK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“unsangkarable&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;” things do happens.. &lt;strong&gt;S**t Happens&lt;/strong&gt; too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;unsangkarable??&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;-- &gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; LOL&lt;/span&gt; WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S**t&lt;/strong&gt; Happens too &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;--- &gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; You '&lt;strong&gt;think' so&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i do clean my &lt;strong&gt;FOXHOLES&lt;/strong&gt; every morning&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;PandaDog:&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; i dah kena &lt;strong&gt;palitannye&lt;/strong&gt; dis morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PandaDog&lt;/strong&gt;: i do clean my &lt;strong&gt;FOXHOLES&lt;/strong&gt; every morning.. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PandaDog:&lt;/strong&gt; i dah kena palitannye dis morning double huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yeah.. if u know what i mean ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;tak pahamlah &lt;strong&gt;PandaDog&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;tak pe takpe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;i pun tak faham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;bagilah paham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;hahaha... lawaklah u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PandaDog:&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; [&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Change of topic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;] saw &lt;strong&gt;Sad&lt;/strong&gt; this morning.. well .. as usual.. that the only thing that give new meaning at this &lt;strong&gt;HELL&lt;/strong&gt;... while others?.. &lt;strong&gt;Demeaning and Irrit&lt;/strong&gt;ating... not to forget... we have our '&lt;strong&gt;Singa'&lt;/strong&gt;.. ready with mouth wide open to chew ur head..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;at (&lt;strong&gt;x&lt;/strong&gt;)th floor&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;PandaDog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;nyaris i kena.. at least i ve escaped half headed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;singa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;jahat u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;the other half got chewed.. and i am &lt;strong&gt;badly severed&lt;/strong&gt; .. &lt;strong&gt;emotionally&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;how chewed is chewed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PandaDog:&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; i dont know.. but im now &lt;strong&gt;monocular&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;instead of &lt;strong&gt;binocular&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ahhahahahhaahhahahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PandaDog:&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; if u know what i mean.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"A slice of toast sliding off a plate or table has a natural tendency of landing butter side down"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;if u know wat i mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i dont know what u mean... but i really want mine with icing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;wait, 2mrw is ur last day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes it is my dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;emm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;[Tipical Malaysians.. on Money]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;WhiteCat:&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; i hate my landlord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;she is such a friggin cow!!! aaarrgghhh..! the devil in her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;sorry, but i just had to say it out loud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;emm i ve posted new "thing" at my blog.. u should read.. damn i feel good again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;y'know wat? i can say mean things to stupid things at &lt;strong&gt;immature grown ups&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PandaDog:&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i thnk it is pretty kind o cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;like for her, i can easily say she must be deprived of shags cuz she's been behaving very badly and so menuduh membabi buta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i know gurls, espesh yg bertudung shouldnt be saying mean things like dat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;emm.. that shuld have appen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;but if they deserve it, then so be it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;who could have stopped "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chicken's- Farting-arses&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" (if u know what i mean!) from &lt;strong&gt;farting&lt;/strong&gt; aye mate? &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;ya lorr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; WhiteCat:&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;WhiteGoateiGuyFrSwk&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hates it whenever i say things like dat,. i dun blame him cuz i myself dun like saying it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;anyway, wats ur blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i thot u deleted it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;my new blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blooddy bugger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;ok. its ending december. and she's &lt;strong&gt;hounding &lt;/strong&gt;me pasal &lt;strong&gt;sewa rumah&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;and she went, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;'if ct tak byr sewa umah, then makcik mintak ct cari umah lain bln depan.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;f*ck her the social discriminator..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yeahh yeahh.. that is tipikal &lt;strong&gt;malaysian&lt;/strong&gt;..if it is money concern everything become soooo important.. even &lt;strong&gt;sex&lt;/strong&gt; is &lt;strong&gt;dulll &lt;/strong&gt;at that moment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;soo malaysian sooooo malaysian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;padahal i dah bayar awal bulan tau! and i told her that i've paid, i cant believe it that she just friggin accused me of not paying it and then had the nerve to ask me to find a new place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;as if her place is the &lt;strong&gt;"place to be in&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PandaDog:&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; did u have any receipt..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;u should have one if it means proof of payment then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;she shud be embarrased to have &lt;strong&gt;THAT&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;bloody shack&lt;/strong&gt; as her house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i'll shove it up her stinky arse the moment i see her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;atta gal .. go get it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;she'd done similar things b4, and i buat xtau jer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PandaDog: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Tapiocaa tapiocaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;why dont u try to look for a new place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;and wats pathetic? the silly woman is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anti sabahan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;the hell with her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PandaDog:&lt;/strong&gt; Tapiocaa tapiocaa &gt;&gt; haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PandaDog:&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; i see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;easy there girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i am trying to look for a new place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;since a month ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;but still havent got a place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;emm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;what about &lt;strong&gt;NiceGirlFromSwk&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;have u asked her? Afterall u quite “&lt;strong&gt;rapat&lt;/strong&gt;” with her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;and the rent is only &lt;strong&gt;RM150 &lt;/strong&gt;[dah kira mahal for a &lt;strong&gt;shoddy place&lt;/strong&gt; like hers] and even the &lt;strong&gt;monthly maintenance&lt;/strong&gt; is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;RM50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;usually landlord byr. but in her case, its us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;she is so stingy.. omg, PandaDog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PandaDog:&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; hmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i could go on and on and on saying mean things abt mean and discriminating and ridiculous and impossible ppl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;so lets change the topic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;never mind.. i love it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat:&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; haha.. my temper pun tak leh dilayan sgt.. so inappropriate of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PandaDog: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;im thinking of putting what we re saying here in my blog if u dont mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WhiteCat: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;my dad, who &lt;strong&gt;imam's&lt;/strong&gt; quite often at the &lt;strong&gt;local mosque&lt;/strong&gt; at my place, wud be very &lt;strong&gt;crossed &lt;/strong&gt;whenever i start to say &lt;strong&gt;ugly things&lt;/strong&gt; to mean ppl. .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the conversation ends here due to lunch hours came.. we went out.. but all of this interesting bilateral thing... fades away.. as im so busy .. eating..and laughing... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;P/S: &lt;strong&gt;"Black... im so sorry u couldnt got your Leave Approved.... Shove the application all back to Mr.Kap Lam's Ass up buddy... by then.. he should've understand the importance of leave.... Payback dude .....payback.."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19440776-113522736448607835?l=mdian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/feeds/113522736448607835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19440776&amp;postID=113522736448607835&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/113522736448607835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/113522736448607835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/2005/12/live-help-desk-with-ma-shrink.html' title='LIVE HELP DESK WITH MA SHRINK!'/><author><name>cemilion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03288222179084780971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/R1eavBSGAJI/AAAAAAAAAOc/4uH7omDFYEM/S220/profile+100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19440776.post-113522401048118794</id><published>2005-12-22T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T12:00:10.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Listen to me pleaseeeeee!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;ok.. ok.. enough with all those nice talk.. sweet and romantic pardon... dont forget to take ur funky fake smile too with u... and ur full furnished crap that u r trying to show it to the world.. seriously..i dont give a full-f***g-d**n s**t about what people are saying about u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i dont 'clicked' with u often.. and as a rookie/newbie/freshie/good-to-be-blame to-officer/scapegoat/black stool/sucker/bozo.. [pick what ur favorite, ladies and gentlemen].. i've messed up my work.. a ha.. i do make a blunder... i try to become a copycat of what good and what not.. yes i dont have my own cool looks.. im not John Wayne..i always feel inferior... i ve a blabber tounge.. and im not tough either....... but...... i just want to warn u that i have my own stand.. i stand on my own feet.. i dont really need u... i can do it by my own.. i dont have to report to u.. if u have been sooo anticipated in ur work.... stop procrastinating... stop whining.. get ur engine on.. and give out the most outstanding kick start... cross the finish line with beautiful front page shot..and start on new race, be better...... do UR JOB Properly......and somewhat ... finish it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know what.. (WTF)..... i dont really know what u had done in those past years of yours, in ur service line.. but...if u kept on pushing it, in a very good way.. u would have gone further.. maybe reaches out the sky... and not to be stucked in this HELL....Stop bugging me..and try not to snoop on my movement again .. MANNERS!!! Man,I am really hoping .. u'll always clean ur plate before u hand it out to other people.. Oh.. maybe u have not heard words like "HOMEWORK and COMMUNICATION"?.. does the sound of those words ring ur sense's Bell?..come onn... if u do.. u should have acted better .. Then, all the other counterparts wont try to pull ur 'DICK' again.. therefore, world will be a better place to fit in... Well.. im trying to make a living here dude! Try to be considerate-Lah!! Ok?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;*Sigh*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is words that i want to spill out to my immediate boss.. but.. with all the protocols.. manners and.. somewhat i dont have the guts.. in fact, im still rationale, still have my legs and arms intact to my body.those are the words which appeared to me apparently after i got scolded by Senior Director in the previous meeting.. am i too Straight forward? What are the irrelevancies which should not be included in the SPEECH...? What!? What!? What?... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ego and where u are that is the thing.... well.. my humbleself is being stomped and chewed alive.. in front of all the people.. at the meeting.. my confidences is being thrown from the seat through out the window .. amidst of the blunder i've made... tried.. but.. always being cut off.. and i mean it.. cut oooofffff..... they dont listen.. they just jumped into conclusion and there u are. left alone, shrinked out and felt like your brain is at the size of a raisin.. all ur capabilities being downsized in right in front of your very own ego.. that is it.. Downsizing is what the bosses are capable of! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were moulded into the figure of a TITAN... Big Mouth and teeth. scally skins with horns and and 4 wings.. hovering up above the sky waiting to strike down and strangled or even chew on their prey.. [which is me.. the rookie...]flesh and blood. rawly... which again, makes them look very good. feels very good. But, from the prey's point of view, the bad thing is.. no one is there to protect u..not only that, they even... tie u up.. and usher u to the 'Beast'... u cant scream, u cant move, u cant even breath.. what u can do is just to accept Fully of what u be put at and later u'll grow up to become the 'Beast' yourself.... wait till u really grow up...&lt;br /&gt;really really grow up..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19440776-113522401048118794?l=mdian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/feeds/113522401048118794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19440776&amp;postID=113522401048118794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/113522401048118794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/113522401048118794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/2005/12/listen-to-me-pleaseeeeee.html' title='Listen to me pleaseeeeee!!!!!'/><author><name>cemilion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03288222179084780971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/R1eavBSGAJI/AAAAAAAAAOc/4uH7omDFYEM/S220/profile+100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19440776.post-113462008748836767</id><published>2005-12-15T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T16:12:37.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOD I NEED HELP!! (a letter to my Shrink!)</title><content type='html'>Hi......&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ok.. yesterday u've heard the not-supposed-to-be-heard-to-anyone phone call... and a lil bit of my conversation between the girl that ive crushed on...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ok ... then.. everything went well.. meaning.. do things.. work... Parliament.. and so on.. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ive forwarded ur Text Msg (the long one maa!) to her.. without expecting anything.. she din reply... so i go to sleep.... &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;i woke up this morning and found out this &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'&lt;strong&gt;Click&lt;/strong&gt;' - the sound of my Text msg alert!- [yeah i find that fancy tones irritated and annoyying.]&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;"ur words buat i puzzled..confuse..deep n meaningful.." &lt;/blockquote&gt;.. &lt;Pause&gt; (i din reply.. she could has used perplexed?!) then&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'&lt;strong&gt;Click&lt;/strong&gt;'&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"I thnk im feeling better now..malas nak pikir banyak2, esp ttg benda2 yg nobody knows the answer.. im just enjoying my life..hope u r too..hrp u ok, sihat,happy..ada problem kalu,seiya boley kasi tolong"&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;Pause&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;and'&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Click'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Just nak betau, im leaving for pantai timur esok mlm.tganu kelantan, here we come..risau gak,long hours journey..mesti bosan.. :("&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;br /&gt;and off to work i go... without replying anything....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Yesterday.. before i went home i wrote this throgh her emel:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"that is a long pause! if onlly i could translate it back... but... unfortunately i dont have the ability to .. noo.. im sorry.. im just a silly boy &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;hey.. i guess this thing that i typed below would give any sense for what had happend.. i took an effort to type it. edit it... oh well.. here goes...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Intro : THIS is a scene from a old romantic movie, 'Notting Hill' Starring Hugh Grant as William Thacker and Julia Robert as Anna Scott..  Ryhs Ifans as Spike aka William's Roomate and Martin is William's Staff at the bookshop...... Now.. (drum roll pleasee!!)    (the final chapter/scene from the movie!).. and i've got our sidang's List..  again.. Here goes:-&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;INT. BOOKSHOP - DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William enters -- and there stands Anna -- in a simple blue&lt;br /&gt;skirt and top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNA&lt;br /&gt;Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILLIAM&lt;br /&gt;Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNA&lt;br /&gt;You disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILLIAM&lt;br /&gt;Yes -- I'm sorry -- I had to leave... I didn't want to disturb you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNA&lt;br /&gt;Well... how have you been?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILLIAM&lt;br /&gt;Fine.  Everything much the same.  When they change the law Spike and I will marry immediately.  Whereas you... I've watched in wonder.  Awards, glory...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNA&lt;br /&gt;Oh no.  It's all nonsense, believe me. &lt;br /&gt;I had no idea how much nonsense it all was -- but nonsense it all is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(she's nervous)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, yesterday was our last day filming and so I'm just off -- but I brought you this from home, and...&lt;br /&gt;It's quite a big wrapped parcel, flat -- 3 foot by 4 foot, leaning against a bookshelf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNA&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd give it to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILLIAM&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.  Shall I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNA&lt;br /&gt;No, don't open it yet -- I'll be embarrassed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILLIAM&lt;br /&gt;Okay -- well, thank you.  I don't know what it's for.  But thank you anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNA&lt;br /&gt;I actually had it in my apartment in New York and just thought you'd... but, when it came to it, I didn't know how to call you... having behaved so... badly, twice.  So it's been just sitting in the hotel.  But then... you came, so I  figured... the thing is... the thing is... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILLIAM&lt;br /&gt;What's the thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the door pings.  In walks the annoying customer, Mr. Smith.(he used to asks stupid questions unrelated to any craps that ol' book shop is telling) hehe... (Dian)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILLIAM&lt;br /&gt;Don't even think about it.  Go away immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Smith is taken aback and therefore completely obedient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MR. SMITH&lt;br /&gt;Right.  Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILLIAM&lt;br /&gt;You were saying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNA&lt;br /&gt;Yes.  The thing is... I have to go away today but I wondered, if I didn't, whether you might let me see you a bit... or, a lot maybe... see if you could...&lt;br /&gt;like me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pause as William takes this in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILLIAM&lt;br /&gt;But yesterday... that actor asked you who I was... and you just dismissed me out of hand... I heard -- you had a microphone... I had headphones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(at another scene... William Follows Anna to one of Anna's Play where he heard the conversation thru headphones between Anna and the Protagonis) - (dian)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNA&lt;br /&gt;You expect me to tell the truth about my life to the most indiscreet man in England?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martin edges up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARTIN&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me -- it's your mother on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILLIAM&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell her I'll ring her back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARTIN&lt;br /&gt;I actually tried that tack -- but she said you said that before and it's been twenty-four hours, and her foot that was purple is now a sort of blackish&lt;br /&gt;color...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILLIAM&lt;br /&gt;Okay -- perfect timing as ever -- hold the fort for a second will you, Martin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martin is left with Anna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARTIN&lt;br /&gt;Can I just say, I thought 'Ghost' was a wonderful film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNA&lt;br /&gt;Is that right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARTIN&lt;br /&gt;Yes... I've always wondered what  Patrick Swayze is like in real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNA&lt;br /&gt;I can't say I know Patrick all that well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARTIN&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear.  He wasn't friendly during the filming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNA&lt;br /&gt;Well, no -- I'm sure he was friendly -- to Demi Moore (emphasise!) -- who acted with him in 'Ghost.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's kind in here, not sarcastic. (Dian)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARTIN&lt;br /&gt;Oh right.  Right.  Sorry.  Always been a bit of an ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William returns a little uneasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARTIN&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... it's lovely to meet you.  I'm a great fan of yours.  And Demi's, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martin leaves them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILLIAM&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNA&lt;br /&gt;That's fine.  There's always a pause when the jury goes out to consider its verdict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's awaiting an answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILLIAM&lt;br /&gt;Anna.  Look -- I'm a fairly level-headed bloke.  Not often in and out of love.  But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He can't really express what he feels. and So do I (dian)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILLIAM&lt;br /&gt;... can I just say 'no' to your kind request and leave it at that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNA&lt;br /&gt;... Yes, that's fine.  Of course.  I...you know... of course... I'll just...be getting along then... nice to see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILLIAM&lt;br /&gt;The truth is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He feels he must explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILLIAM&lt;br /&gt;... with you, I'm in real danger.  It took like a perfect situation, apart from that foul temper of yours -- but my relatively inexperienced heart would, &lt;br /&gt;I fear, not recover if I was once again ... cast aside, which I would absolutely expect to be.  There are too many pictures of you everywhere, too &lt;br /&gt;many films.  You'd go and I'd be... well, buggered, basically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNA&lt;br /&gt;I see. &lt;br /&gt;(pause)&lt;br /&gt;That reality is a real 'no,' isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILLIAM&lt;br /&gt;I live in Notting Hill.  You live in Beverly Hills.  Everyone in the world knows who you are.  My mother has trouble remembering my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNA&lt;br /&gt;Okay.  Fine.  Fine.  Good decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNA&lt;br /&gt;The fame thing isn't really real, you know.  Don't forget -- I'm also just a girl.  Standing in front of a boy....&lt;br /&gt;Asking him to love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pause.  She kisses him on the cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNA&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUT!&lt;br /&gt;get it? If u know what i mean!!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the plain-worthless-bloke-who-thinks-he-is-damn-good-for-nothing me&lt;br /&gt;Dian  Nais"&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;and she replied... like this:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"assalamualaikum..&lt;br /&gt;lately ni, awak banyak guna ayat2 yang really need me to digest it very well...&lt;br /&gt;susah la saye macam ni..i might salah tafsir you know...&lt;br /&gt;ntahle...saye pun tak tau...&lt;br /&gt;nape awak takleh gunakan ayat terang2, straight to the point of what u really think, feel etc???&lt;br /&gt;awak marah saye ke??awak bengang dengan saye ke??awak nyampah ke???awak sedih ke???awak happy ke???same jugak macam ape keputusan awak, saye tak dapat predict...awak tanak kawan lagi ape ke???nak forget je sume yang dah jadik ke???nak kawan macam biase ke???saye confius...&lt;br /&gt;saye takut saye tak dapat ape yang awak harap saye dapat...&lt;br /&gt;saye memang kurang biase dengan ayat2 dramatis, penuh expresion, perlu deep thinking and digestion...ntahle...memang saye suke bace ayat2 deep n meaningful ni, tapi untuk me'relate'kan die dengan situasi saye pade mase ni, saye agak kureng sikit..&lt;br /&gt;harap awak faham...&lt;br /&gt;tq"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME? NEED HELP .. thanks &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over and out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19440776-113462008748836767?l=mdian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/feeds/113462008748836767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19440776&amp;postID=113462008748836767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/113462008748836767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/113462008748836767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/2005/12/god-i-need-help-letter-to-my-shrink.html' title='GOD I NEED HELP!! (a letter to my Shrink!)'/><author><name>cemilion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03288222179084780971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/R1eavBSGAJI/AAAAAAAAAOc/4uH7omDFYEM/S220/profile+100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19440776.post-113385309662575573</id><published>2005-12-06T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T08:49:20.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MATURITY...</title><content type='html'>What is maturity?? When will a person reaches out his maturity?? What do it need to be 'label' as matured? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THESE are the points and questions that wandered and keeps on hovering inside my latent mind... As a human being, and with the profession that i am sitting at the time being, i kept asking my self how to be matured. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why do I need to be matured?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is a thing that i really need in order for me to be appreciated. To be knowned and more over, to be respected, to be listened, to be significant. But the way I am being treated is at the other side. I am being left over, pushed aside, brushed off, considered as malevolent and seems it is as irrevocably predestined. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a world which is full of Testosteron governance. U need to be a polyglot. Multi-tasked and fully indemnified. The substance that can only verify u to become a champion of all tally, is Maturity. That is the most indisputable and undeniable truth up to today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, why? The answer lies in the fortified Maturity level that we need to acquire to live up to the par. For the purpose, we have to optimize our ability (as in mine, now,at the minimum level)to achieve the dream. Therefore, the bad feeling.. the omen, the jinx, being left out, and again.. again.. and again... being underestimated... and always becoming the last resort upon everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who to blame?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one.. because it will back-fired again to us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to increase it? How to get it? Perhaps Father Nature will tell...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19440776-113385309662575573?l=mdian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/feeds/113385309662575573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19440776&amp;postID=113385309662575573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/113385309662575573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/113385309662575573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/2005/12/maturity.html' title='MATURITY...'/><author><name>cemilion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03288222179084780971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/R1eavBSGAJI/AAAAAAAAAOc/4uH7omDFYEM/S220/profile+100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19440776.post-113332507362341532</id><published>2005-12-01T04:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T14:06:19.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi..</title><content type='html'>Hi.. all.&lt;br /&gt;aku nak citer pasal diri aku.. pejalanan hdup aku.. aku nak jadik seorang insan yang tak tipikal.. tapi nampaknya aku masih lagi berada dalam lingkungan ke-tipikal-an seorang manusia..&lt;br /&gt;skang kalu ikut jam tangan aku pakai... dah menunjukkan pukul doblas lima minit tengahari..(12:05 noon).. perut aku dah lapa... padahal aku dah makan breakfast..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...&lt;br /&gt;Masa ujung minggu aritu start (26 November) sampai (29 November) 2005... berlangsung satu mesyuarat diperingkat menteri-menteri perdagangan ASEAN... mesyuarat tu dah siri ke 7... (7TH ASEAN-Mekong Basin Development Cooperation, AMBDC).... aku telah ditugaskan oleh Ministry of International Trade and Industry, Malaysia, MITI (aku pegawai kat sini la).... untuk menjadi seorang pegawai perhubungan (Liason Officer, LO)... kepada Delegate atau perwakilan negara-negara anggota.... keja aku senang jer sebenarnya.. nak kena layan kehendak perwakilan tu lah.. so, kira kata aku kena duty 24 jam... hak hak hak... letih kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walau bagaimana pun, kena buat kerana itu adalah arahan negara kan?.. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/1644/1600/ambdc8.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/1644/320/ambdc8.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesyuarat tu berlangsung di Hotel Mandarin Oriental Kuala LUmpur... dan aku pulak ditugaskan sebagai LO untuk negara The Philipines..&lt;br /&gt;wakil negara itu adalah Mr. Luis D. Cruz, Charge D'Affaires dan pembantu dia Mr. Antonio D. Morales, Minister and Consul, Embassy of The Phillipines...... mudah citer.. Alhamdulillah.. berjaya menyelesaikan tugas tu.... ..&lt;br /&gt;negara-negara lain yang menghantar wakil adalah negara Vietnam, Laos PDR, Thailand, China, Korea, Japan, Asean Development Bank, United Nations Development Programme, Cambodia, Singapore, Indonesia, Malaysia, Myanmar, Brunei and Asean Secretariat.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/1644/1600/ambdc6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2037/1644/320/ambdc6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of the pictures taken i'll share with u guys... bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19440776-113332507362341532?l=mdian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/feeds/113332507362341532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19440776&amp;postID=113332507362341532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/113332507362341532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19440776/posts/default/113332507362341532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mdian.blogspot.com/2005/11/hi.html' title='Hi..'/><author><name>cemilion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03288222179084780971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FrBZl8l4A9I/R1eavBSGAJI/AAAAAAAAAOc/4uH7omDFYEM/S220/profile+100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
