<?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-460271539953697769</id><updated>2012-02-12T22:13:36.571+08:00</updated><category term='Forward Mail'/><category term='Tragedy'/><category term='Dairy Alike'/><category term='Documentary'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Humurous'/><category term='Quotes'/><category term='The Blog Culture'/><category term='Jokes'/><category term='Scenery'/><category term='Thoughts And Feelings'/><category term='Unordinary'/><title type='text'>Willz @ The Fist Meister</title><subtitle type='html'>When you think the world has turned its back on you, 
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Take a look, you most likely turned your back on the world.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>58</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-4143364793503257689</id><published>2010-07-21T01:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T01:41:39.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skype conference call hou hou yeah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-4143364793503257689?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/4143364793503257689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=4143364793503257689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/4143364793503257689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/4143364793503257689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2010/07/skype-conference-call-hou-hou-yeah.html' title='Skype conference call hou hou yeah!'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-4045944198468864895</id><published>2010-07-20T22:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T01:42:23.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tom Cruise and Cameron Diaz are old... 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font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uIIfO_efVc0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uIIfO_efVc0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-5222686071031684589?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/5222686071031684589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=5222686071031684589&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/5222686071031684589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/5222686071031684589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='我回来了'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-8704974275616699619</id><published>2009-09-18T17:57:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T18:26:24.763+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tragedy'/><title type='text'>My weight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For anyone that does not know... I'm at Melbourne now...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;when i first came, i weighted 73kg...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And I'm very boring most of the time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So the only thing that i could do to entertain myself are,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;1. Make love with my lappieeeee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;2. E.A.T !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Usually human take 3 meals a day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some people take their meal because they are hungry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and i'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;WORST&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; boooooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm trying to be a normal human being, so i tried to take 3 meals a day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and obviously i take my meal whenever i'm hungry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;AND!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...................... I eat when I'm boring...&lt;/span&gt; =_="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah lah yeah lah, food here of course not not as good as back home in malaysia lah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but... i tell u ho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the chocolates, the candies, the sweets,... the junk food...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;nabeh... super tempting leh~~!! And you guys know what? Their supermarket marketing department damn pro wei, always put the tags, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PRICE CUT&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BEST BUY&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DAILY SAVER&lt;/span&gt;, etc etc... low lan consumer like me, how can i resist the temptation? =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and i webcam with my cousin yesterday, he said i put on weight...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;some of my friends said i put on weight too when i met them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you know, when there are more than 1 person who commented on your weight within 24 hours, it's not really a happy thing to talk about... =(((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and so, i went to the supermarket to weight myself after 3 months away from home, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.... you know what happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SrNcYjHVvqI/AAAAAAAAAgY/O73IeTYLsgY/s1600-h/diet-bare-feet-wrinkled-skin-from-bath-weighing-scales-mechanical-on-plastic-runner-weight-loss-monitoring-program-programme-1-dhd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SrNcYjHVvqI/AAAAAAAAAgY/O73IeTYLsgY/s400/diet-bare-feet-wrinkled-skin-from-bath-weighing-scales-mechanical-on-plastic-runner-weight-loss-monitoring-program-programme-1-dhd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382747556450516642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;.............................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;FUCK!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;D.I.E.T&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;lahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Failing to plan is planning to fail.&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-8704974275616699619?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SrNcYjHVvqI/AAAAAAAAAgY/O73IeTYLsgY/s72-c/diet-bare-feet-wrinkled-skin-from-bath-weighing-scales-mechanical-on-plastic-runner-weight-loss-monitoring-program-programme-1-dhd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-8475913370428068481</id><published>2009-09-10T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T22:47:52.209+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tragedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts And Feelings'/><title type='text'>T.T super sad..</title><content type='html'>The lyrics, one needle see blood =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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Feelings'/><title type='text'>promises</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;I wonder does anybody give a damn about promises?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA HA HA... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's sarcastic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SoGts5jX9EI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/1N1C_wG42Gk/s1600-h/fucku.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 95px; height: 94px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SoGts5jX9EI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/1N1C_wG42Gk/s400/fucku.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368763217677382722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-6311904549146907625?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SoGts5jX9EI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/1N1C_wG42Gk/s72-c/fucku.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-2195343303203251419</id><published>2009-08-04T21:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T22:03:53.708+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Documentary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts And Feelings'/><title type='text'>Repost: Why do Malaysians march?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;Just to share with everyone of you an interesting article I read at sun2surf.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The article entitled "Why do Malaysians march?" was written by Yeo Yang Poh, a former Bar Council president.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/Sng_INwb53I/AAAAAAAAAgA/C5wrps3naYo/s1600-h/ZUL__isarally-masjidnegara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 208px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/Sng_INwb53I/AAAAAAAAAgA/C5wrps3naYo/s400/ZUL__isarally-masjidnegara.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366108366376265586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY march, when the government has said that it will review the Internal Security Act? Why march, when there are other very cosy ways of giving your views and feedback?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One would understand if these were questions posed by nine-year-olds. But they are not. They are questions posed by the prime minister of this nation we call our home. Answer we must. So, why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because thousands who died while in detention cannot march or speak any more. That is why others have to do it for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because persons in the corridors of power, persons who have amassed tremendous wealth and live in mansions, and persons who are in the position to right wrongs but won’t, continue to rule our nation with suffocating might. And they certainly would not march. They would prevent others from marching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the have-nots, the sidelined, the oppressed, the discriminated and the persecuted have no effective line to the powerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the nice ways have been tried ad nauseam for decades, but have fallen on deaf ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because none of the major recommendations of Suhakam (including on peaceful assembly), or of the commissions of inquiry, has been implemented. Because the proposed Independent Police Complaints and Misconduct Commission (IPCMC) is not in sight, while corruption and insecurity live in every neighbourhood; and (despite reasoned views expressed ever so nicely in opposition) Rela (people’s volunteer corps) is being brought in to make matters even worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The proponents in “Su Qiu” (remember them?) were not marchers. In fact it is hard to find nicer ways than “su qiu”, because the term means “present and request” or “inform and request”. In terms of putting forward a view or a request, it is the height of politeness. Yet they were labelled “extremists” – they who did not march.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now you ask, why march?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you gave non-marchers a false name! You called them the “silent majority”, who by virtue of their silence (so you proudly argued with twisted logic) were supporters of government policies since they were not vocal in raising objections. You claimed to be protecting the interest of the “silent majority”. Now some of them do not want to be silent anymore, and you are asking why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, because double standards and hypocrisy cannot be covered up or explained away forever; and incompetence cannot be indefinitely propped up by depleting resources.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because cronyism can only take care of a few people, and the rest will eventually wake up to realise the repeated lies that things were done in certain ways purportedly “for their benefit”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the race card, cleverly played for such a long time, is beginning to be seen for what it really is – a despicable tool to divide the rakyat for easier political manipulation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it does not take much to figure out that there is no good reason why Malaysia, a country with abundant human resources and rich natural resources, does not have a standard of living many times higher than that of Singapore, an island state with no natural resources and that has to import human resources from Malaysia and elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because, in general, countries that do not persecute marchers are prosperous or are improving from their previous state of affairs, and those that do are declining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because Gandhi marched, Mandela marched, Martin Luther King marched, and Tunku Abdul Rahman marched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because more and more people realise that peaceful assemblies are no threat at all to the security of the nation, although they are a threat to the security of tenure of the ruling elite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because politicians do not mean it when they say with a straight face or a smile that they are the servants and that the people are the masters. No servant would treat his master with tear gas, batons and handcuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because if the marchers in history had been stopped in their tracks, places like India, Malaysia and many others would still be colonies today, apartheid would still be thriving in South Africa, Nelson Mandela would still be scribbling on the walls of Cell 5, and Obama would probably be a slave somewhere in Mississippi plotting to make his next midnight dash for the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because liberty, freedom and dignity are not free vouchers posted out to each household.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They do not come to those who just sit and wait. They have to be fought for, and gained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you still want to ask: why march; I can go on and on until the last tree is felled. But I shall&lt;br /&gt;obviously not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will end with the following lines from one of the songs sung in the 1960s by civil rights marchers in the US, without whom Obama would not be able to even sit with the whites in a bus, let alone reside in the White House:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It isn’t nice to block the doorway&lt;br /&gt;It isn’t nice to go to jail&lt;br /&gt;There are nicer ways to do it&lt;br /&gt;But the nice ways have all failed&lt;br /&gt;It isn’t nice; it isn’t nice&lt;br /&gt;You’ve told us once, you’ve told us twice&lt;br /&gt;But if that’s freedom’s price&lt;br /&gt;We don’t mind ...”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-2195343303203251419?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/2195343303203251419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=2195343303203251419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/2195343303203251419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/2195343303203251419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2009/08/repost-why-do-malaysians-march.html' title='Repost: Why do Malaysians march?'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/Sng_INwb53I/AAAAAAAAAgA/C5wrps3naYo/s72-c/ZUL__isarally-masjidnegara.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-7576907113341580056</id><published>2009-07-26T10:02:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T10:20:06.676+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Imperfections</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; - "In the end, is these small thing that you remember, the little imperfections... that make them perfect for you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mx9ocubowMs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mx9ocubowMs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-7576907113341580056?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/7576907113341580056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=7576907113341580056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/7576907113341580056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/7576907113341580056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2009/07/imperfections.html' title='Imperfections'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-5180172822302268974</id><published>2009-07-15T17:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T18:00:56.781+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>"Person"</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Did you know that "person" comes from the Latin word persona which means mask?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; So, maybe being human means we invite spectators to ponder what lies behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Movie - War Inc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-5180172822302268974?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/5180172822302268974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=5180172822302268974&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/5180172822302268974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/5180172822302268974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2009/07/person.html' title='&quot;Person&quot;'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-330916571797879099</id><published>2009-05-21T11:16:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T11:55:46.826+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Forward Mail'/><title type='text'>Man vs Woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; 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width: 430px; height: 308px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/ShTMqC8QAZI/AAAAAAAAAfw/xA9Z86pHCFk/s400/6he36dz.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338116481057030546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Biology class - Human's brain *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/ShTKkNyXHLI/AAAAAAAAAfY/2RsvHJbOPUs/s1600-h/men%26women_diff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 262px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/ShTKkNyXHLI/AAAAAAAAAfY/2RsvHJbOPUs/s320/men%26women_diff.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338114181865872562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* How they shop in mall *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/ShTKDtj6HkI/AAAAAAAAAe4/TJ7sLZK77BU/s1600-h/go2drink1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 262px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/ShTKDtj6HkI/AAAAAAAAAe4/TJ7sLZK77BU/s320/go2drink1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338113623459503682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/ShTKEGriX9I/AAAAAAAAAfA/SDIR40QKv-E/s1600-h/go2drink2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 353px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/ShTKEGriX9I/AAAAAAAAAfA/SDIR40QKv-E/s320/go2drink2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338113630202388434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/ShTKEE13XCI/AAAAAAAAAfI/OUKXtjIOm8w/s1600-h/go2drink3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 262px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/ShTKEE13XCI/AAAAAAAAAfI/OUKXtjIOm8w/s320/go2drink3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338113629708835874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* The complexity of multiple choices *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/ShTKDite8_I/AAAAAAAAAew/QhN-MbW9Iag/s1600-h/eye-track.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/ShTKDite8_I/AAAAAAAAAew/QhN-MbW9Iag/s320/eye-track.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338113620546876402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Heat detector for H1N1?!!? nahhhh ... *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/ShTKDd-EODI/AAAAAAAAAeo/ZVpvXKix7bc/s1600-h/Card_HP_car-colour_type.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 340px; height: 361px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/ShTKDd-EODI/AAAAAAAAAeo/ZVpvXKix7bc/s320/Card_HP_car-colour_type.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338113619274250290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Question and sub - questions *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* The man who says his wife can't take a joke forgets that she took him. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-330916571797879099?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/330916571797879099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=330916571797879099&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/330916571797879099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/330916571797879099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2009/05/man-vs-woman.html' title='Man vs Woman'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/ShTKkW3_NgI/AAAAAAAAAfo/eaEMCJOhnQs/s72-c/men-vs-women2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-9125272252779890693</id><published>2009-05-14T13:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T16:57:41.220+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>Problem Using A Computer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SgvaZvjIIbI/AAAAAAAAAeI/_LbdxBx8__k/s1600-h/helpdesk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SgvaZvjIIbI/AAAAAAAAAeI/_LbdxBx8__k/s320/helpdesk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335598319345869234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ridge Hall computer assistance: "May I help you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, well, I'm having trouble with WordPerfect."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What sort of trouble?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, I was just typing along, and all of a sudden the words went away."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Went away?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They disappeared."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hmm. So what does your screen look like now?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SgvaX3NrX0I/AAAAAAAAAeA/UZ7hUv6DAa0/s1600-h/computer+guy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 254px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SgvaX3NrX0I/AAAAAAAAAeA/UZ7hUv6DAa0/s320/computer+guy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335598287043649346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's blank; it won't accept anything when I type."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are you still in WordPerfect, or did you get out?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How do I tell?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can you see the C: prompt on the screen?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's a sea-prompt?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Never mind, can you move your cursor around the screen?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There isn't any cursor; I told you, it won't accept anything I type."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Does your monitor have a power indicator?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's a monitor?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's the thing with the screen on it that looks like a TV. Does it have little light that tells you when it's on?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, then look on the back of the monitor and find where the power cord goes into it. Can you see that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, I think so."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Great. Follow the cord to the plug, and tell me if it's plugged into the wall."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, it is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you were behind the monitor, did you notice that there were two cables plugged into the back of it, not just one?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, there are. I need you to look back there again and find the other cable."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, here it is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Follow it for me, and tell me if it's plugged securely into the back of your computer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can't reach."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Uh huh. Well, can you see if it is?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Even if you maybe put your knee on something and lean way over?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, it's not because I don't have the right angle... it's because it's dark."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dark?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SgvcbMJx5gI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/xZcZU2XUxUY/s1600-h/gid_owleyesglow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SgvcbMJx5gI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/xZcZU2XUxUY/s320/gid_owleyesglow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335600543227307522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, the office light is off, and the only light I have is coming in from the window."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, turn on the office light then."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can't."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No? Why not?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Because there's a power failure."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A power...A power failure? Aha! Okay, we've got it licked now. Do you still have the boxes and manuals and packing stuff your computer came in?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, yes, I keep them in the closet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good. Go get them, and unplug your system and pack it up just like it was when you got it. Then take it back to the store you bought it from."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Really? Is it that bad?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, I'm afraid it is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, all right then, I suppose. What do I tell them?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tell them you're &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TOO FUCKING STUPID TO OWN A COMPUTER!!!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* The dumbest people I know are those who know it all. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-9125272252779890693?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/9125272252779890693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=9125272252779890693&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/9125272252779890693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/9125272252779890693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2009/05/problem-using-computer.html' title='Problem Using A Computer'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SgvaZvjIIbI/AAAAAAAAAeI/_LbdxBx8__k/s72-c/helpdesk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-1743916482877856832</id><published>2009-05-13T14:13:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T17:08:24.691+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Forward Mail'/><title type='text'>Salty Coffee</title><content type='html'>Just to share and make sure my blog is still active ... ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SgpqcbALXxI/AAAAAAAAAd4/S-PlS4qfvs0/s1600-h/93466574_cf66539b29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 275px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SgpqcbALXxI/AAAAAAAAAd4/S-PlS4qfvs0/s320/93466574_cf66539b29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335193745091157778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He met her on a party. She was so outstanding, many guys chasing after her, while he so normal, nobody paid attention to him. At the end of the Party, he invited her to have coffee with him. She was surprised, but due to being polite, she promised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They sat in a nice coffee shop. He was too nervous to say anything, she felt uncomfortable. She thought, 'Please, let me go home....'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly he asked the waiter, 'Would you please give me some salt? I'd like to put it in my coffee.' Everybody stared at him, so strange! His face turned red. But still, he put the salt in his coffee and drank it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asked him curiously, 'Why you have this hobby?' He replied, 'When I was a little boy, I was living near the sea, I like playing in the sea, I could feel the taste of the sea, just like the taste of the salty coffee. Now every time I have the salty coffee, I always think of my childhood, think of my hometown, I miss my hometown so much, I miss my parents who are still living there.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While saying that tears filled his eyes. She was deeply touched. That's his true feeling, from the bottom of his heart. A man who can tell out his homesickness, he must be a man who loves home, cares about home, has responsibility of home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she also started to speak, spoke about her faraway hometown, her childhood, her family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a really nice talk, also a beautiful beginning of their story. They continued to date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She found that actually he was a man who meets all her demands. He had tolerance, was kind hearted, warm, careful. He was such a good person but she almost missed him! Thanks to his salty coffee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the story was just like every beautiful love story . The princess married to the prince, then they were living the happy life...And, every time she made coffee for him, she put some salt in the coffee, as she knew that's the way he liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 40 years, he passed away, left her a letter which said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'My dearest,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please forgive me, forgive my whole life lie. This was the only lie I said to you---the salty coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the first time we dated? I was so nervous at that time, actually I wanted some sugar, but I said salt. It was hard for me to change so I just went ahead. I never thought that could be the start of our communication! I tried to tell you the truth many times in my life, but I was too afraid to do that, as I have promises not to lie to you for anything..Now I'm dying, I afraid of nothing so I tell you the truth:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like the salty coffee, what a strange bad taste.. But I have had the salty coffee for my whole life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I knew you, I never feel sorry for anything I do for you. Having you with me is my biggest happiness for my whole life. If I can live for the second time, still want to know you and have you for my whole life, Even though I have to drink the salty coffee again'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her tears made the letter totally wet. Someday, someone asked her: what's the taste of salty coffee? 'It's sweet,' she replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is not 2 forget but 2 forgive, not 2 c but 2 understand, not 2 hear but 2 listen, Not 2 let go but 2 HOLD ON !!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Sometimes, in our life, we need to do something that we don't like to achieve our goal... Believe it or not, that's life!&lt;/span&gt; *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-1743916482877856832?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/1743916482877856832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=1743916482877856832&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/1743916482877856832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/1743916482877856832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2009/05/salty-coffee.html' title='Salty Coffee'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SgpqcbALXxI/AAAAAAAAAd4/S-PlS4qfvs0/s72-c/93466574_cf66539b29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-3190572861418603440</id><published>2009-04-25T13:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T13:28:40.291+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts And Feelings'/><title type='text'>Chasing Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My friend once said to me, you must work hard to chase for your dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;While I'm chasing my dreams, I have been chased by my own dreams...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;They called themselves nightmares...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Nothing has changed, but I've already disappoint people I love, and people who loves me. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-3190572861418603440?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/3190572861418603440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=3190572861418603440&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/3190572861418603440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/3190572861418603440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2009/04/chasing-dreams.html' title='Chasing Dreams'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-225820256346645132</id><published>2009-03-28T10:17:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T12:04:23.021+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Documentary'/><title type='text'>Horoscope</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-FAMILY: arial" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/Sc2Qn50mo_I/AAAAAAAAAdg/8PVOZiq7JtE/s1600-h/GeminiArt.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318065750205178866" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/Sc2Qn50mo_I/AAAAAAAAAdg/8PVOZiq7JtE/s320/GeminiArt.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" face="arial"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zodiac and horoscope somehow related to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah it's Gemini - my horoscope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In classical Greece the stars were named Castor and Pollux, legendary twins born of immortal Zeus and the mortal Leda, wife of the king of Sparta. Thus, Pollux was immortal and Castor mortal. They were brothers of beautiful Helen of Troy, for whom the Trojan War was fought.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" face="arial"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/Sc2YkiadlkI/AAAAAAAAAdw/iXrA9R1j1wM/s1600-h/Gemini-738076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318074488474932802" style="WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/Sc2YkiadlkI/AAAAAAAAAdw/iXrA9R1j1wM/s320/Gemini-738076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really into horoscope thingy, or to believe that horoscope could briefly tell about someone's personality and attitude. But I did read about it by the way... Until I came across this mail about horoscope this morning. And of course as the usual me, being lazy as always, i'll just scroll all the way down to only read my own horoscope - Gemini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well, what else about Gemini right? Everyone should know how people have been thinking or saying about Geminis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this mail was slightly different. Please bare with me since it's in Chinese without any translation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-FAMILY: arial; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/Sc2QnwomAcI/AAAAAAAAAdo/5bI9OB6fJz4/s1600-h/tribal-gemini.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318065747738886594" style="WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 86px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/Sc2QnwomAcI/AAAAAAAAAdo/5bI9OB6fJz4/s320/tribal-gemini.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;双子座&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;双子孤傲是因为他们自信，双子善变是因为世界在改变，双子没有耐性是因为他们发现了不值得，双子冷漠是因为他们害怕被伤害，双子花心是因为他们没有找到真爱，双子不在乎是因为你没有看到他们的敏感。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;笑&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;双子们的笑永远都是最单纯的，无论什么时候你都会看到一直都在笑的双子，因为他们一直都只想把自己的快乐带给别人，却只把悲伤留给自己，你没有看到过双子的眼泪是因为他从来不会在被人面前哭，当你看到双子的眼泪的时候，那么说明你是真的把他们的真心夺走了，因为双子真的很需要一份值得的依靠，他会每时每刻的在乎你的一切，他们很敏感的，会跟着你的快乐而快乐，跟着你的忧愁而忧愁，跟着你的改变而改变，但在你面前他们从来都是快乐的。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;爱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一提到双子的爱，一般人肯定都会说：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;双子座的人最花心。可是是真的是这样吗？双子和异性的关系好只是因为他们非同一般的亲和力，而双子的真心只有一个，当他找到的时候，他就会付出自己的一切让对方得到幸福，他要的不是他自己能和对方在一起，他要的是对方的幸福，和双子在一起会感到很随和，因为他会包容你的一切，你的一切优点和缺点，和双子在一起绝对不会觉得被锁住，你只要做自己就好，因为双子喜欢的就是真实的你，做作的人根本不会得到双子的心。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;坚强&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有人说双子很坚强，什么都不在乎，是啊，表面的双子确实很坚强，但是内心他们比任何人都脆弱，也许这也是风向&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;星座的人的一个特性，决不会让别人看到自己脆弱的一面，因为他们都是一个有一双别人看不见翅膀的天使，天生就会给别人带来快乐，双子们的眼泪是透明的，别人看不见，可是自己却能看得很清楚这样的透明的泪给自己开来双倍的痛。&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;人际&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;双子们的人缘很好，因为他们懂得你什么时候需要什么样的帮助，而且双子们会根据不同的人有不同的交往方式，双子很容易相信别人，所以经常会被欺骗，可是在欺骗后他们仍然会轻轻的笑笑然后说：没关系的，他骗我肯定会有原因。双子从来不会知道后悔是什么，因为他们时时刻刻都在为别人想，总会设身处地，可是这样别人根本就不知道，就是因为他帮助别人太多了，所以在他需要帮助的时候却总是孤立无援，然后继续的笑着，笑着找到一个角落，留下那颗透明的泪。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;朋友&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当双子的朋友真的很幸福哦！因为当你遇到什么困难时，他会比你更着急，甚至会失去自己宝贵的东西也会帮助你，他会带给你快乐帮你分担忧愁，可是你却看不到他的孤独和无助，当双子看到你不高兴的时候，无论这时他有多么的郁闷，他也会立刻露出最真实的笑容来帮助你。&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;执着&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;说双子善变，那只是片面之词，对于双子真正喜欢的东西，它是会执着的让人害怕的，就是因为内心太像小孩子太单纯，所以对于他们真正喜欢的东西，他们是根本就不知道放弃是什么的，除非是他们自己发现这个东西不值得，否则他们是绝对不会放弃的，只要是他们肯定的，他们就会有超出别人很多的坚持和执著。&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;自尊&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;双子的自尊很重要，对于他们最重要的恐怕就是这个了，他们懂得原谅，无数次的去试着原谅，就算别人让自己千疮百孔，他们也会无条件的有自己的宽容，有自己的原则和原谅，就是因为他们的自尊，他们的自尊心让他们相信这个世界永远都是最美的，因为他们的自尊不允许自己放弃这个世界。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;分享&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在双子的世界里没有分享，只有是你的或者是我的，他们不会把一样东西去和别人分享，因为他们认为这样对那样东西是不公平的，因为他在乎每一个人每一样东西的感觉，只要他认为这件东西是自己可以割舍的，他绝对会无条件的退出，去成全别人，对于欺骗过他们的恋人，他会选择原谅，但绝对不会再和他们在一起，因为他懂得这样不值得。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;双子座的人真的很可爱，真的很需要人的保护和安慰，他们不会放弃世界，却会放弃自己，去成全别人，他们懂得原谅和理解，无论这一秒他有多讨厌一个人，下一秒看到那个人脆弱的一面，他还是会去无条件地帮助他，真的很傻吧？但是傻的好可爱，好让人心疼，痛过以后，他们依然会笑着面对以后未知的路，继续原谅，继续理解，继续快乐，继续的傻着，改变双子真的很难吧？因为他们的心都是金刚石作的，但不是说他们无情，他们的执着只是针对自己的，那么孤傲的一个人，也只是针对自己，因为他们不知道怎么表达自己的内心，所以他们选择了沉默。&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So? =) I'll say 80% accurate for these.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-FAMILY: arial; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;But well, about other horoscope, you can request me to forward you that mail. I'm lazy to post all the mail's content. I didn't read every of the horoscope though. Or maybe the one that I'm interested to know has the same horoscope as myself. Great~! Cool to be Gemini. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;font-family:arial;" align="justify" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;* People who calls you once in awhile, even though the conversation isn't long, have a heart; People with a loving heart will find a way. Only indifference will find an excuse. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-225820256346645132?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/225820256346645132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=225820256346645132&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/225820256346645132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/225820256346645132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2009/03/horoscope.html' title='Horoscope'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/Sc2Qn50mo_I/AAAAAAAAAdg/8PVOZiq7JtE/s72-c/GeminiArt.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-4208338034645394076</id><published>2009-03-15T15:43:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T03:01:18.969+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts And Feelings'/><title type='text'>My "Own" Nation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p/s: whatever that I've wrote below were only my own opinions. I'm not intented to criticize anyone nor any parties/organizations. My apologies if I've made any wrong comments and have bad feelings with it. =)   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nationality represents a person's own nation. It tells which country's citizen you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and ...... I born in Malaysia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/ScTMpyCDAEI/AAAAAAAAAcw/L7I97ft0ve0/s1600-h/Animated-Flag-Malaysia.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 183px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/ScTMpyCDAEI/AAAAAAAAAcw/L7I97ft0ve0/s320/Animated-Flag-Malaysia.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315598478381088834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeap, and that's my country's national flag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was born here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Grew up here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I studied here, graduated from the University here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and I'm working here too of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've my IC, my driving license, whatever legal documentations that has this column filled :-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Nationality : MALAYSIAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The beauty of our country was and still is (???) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;multiracial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes, by multiracial means that it consists of 3 main ethics groups in this country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Indian, Chinese, and Malay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It is obvious that the Malays have the biggest "capacity" due to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;MALAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And of course we shouldn't miss out the people from Sabah and Sarawak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ibans, Bidayuh, Kadazans, Bajaus, and Muruts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The government always used the word "Multiracial" as the main "selling point" to promote our country. They are always proud whenever they said so. Teaching us and telling us that we all (should) live happily ever after... and blah blah blah of bullshit... every since we were small.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How true can it be? I've became even more confusing lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Shouldn't we suppose to live happily ever after together in one country? Sometimes I really don't understand why that they would like to give out comments such as ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You tak suka Malaysia, keluar dari Malaysia!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you don't like Malaysia, get out of Malaysia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Balik China!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Go back to China!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chinese were immigrants!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I urge the Chinese not to become like the Jewish in America, where it is not enough that they control the economy, but they also want to dominate politics". &lt;a href="http://margeemar.blogspot.com/2009/01/repost-bnumnos-secret-dealings-with.html"&gt;[(one of the) Source]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;... ever existed?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Besides, what was the rising of the "keris" in party's general assembly incident about?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Apologies have been made regarding all the comments above. But all these hurt most of us deeply and left with scars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sometimes I just don't understand, how can we dominate politics but the truth is the highest post we can only managed is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;the Chief Minister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why we have to fill up the field Bumi / Non-Bumi? While it shouldn't ever exist at the first place!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If we are multiracial, we lived in unity and harmony... Why to separate into 2 categories?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/ScU0IlSaDDI/AAAAAAAAAc4/qu9_xw5kjoI/s1600-h/2451221247_1f40426927_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/ScU0IlSaDDI/AAAAAAAAAc4/qu9_xw5kjoI/s320/2451221247_1f40426927_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315712257233652786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's like chopping a meat into 2 pieces!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Even Indonesia never categorize their chinese citizen as Non-Bumi. I know we complained a lot and we should keep quiet because we have no rights and we are just migrants. But things doesn't work this way... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A lot of parents nowadays encouraged their children to study overseas and it's even better if they can be able to find a job there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sometimes its kinda sad when u think of where u belong to? People here doesn't treat us as the "locals" and foreign country wouldn't treat us as their citizen base on the legal documentation and law.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, Tell me... Where is my home nation?! Which is my home country?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pp/s: By the way, like what &lt;a href="http://namewee.blogspot.com/"&gt;namewee&lt;/a&gt; said "JANGAN TANGKAP SAYA, SAYA TARAK DUIT!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*It all depends on how we look at things, and not how they are in themselves. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-4208338034645394076?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/4208338034645394076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=4208338034645394076&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/4208338034645394076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/4208338034645394076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-own-nation.html' title='My &quot;Own&quot; Nation'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/ScTMpyCDAEI/AAAAAAAAAcw/L7I97ft0ve0/s72-c/Animated-Flag-Malaysia.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-8557415445228571510</id><published>2009-03-06T17:12:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T17:51:17.303+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>女人与鞋子</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;女人寻找適合的男人 就像是尋找一雙適合的鞋子...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;在年輕的時候，買的往往是最華麗,最能墊高自己高度的鞋子...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;即使難穿也沒關係, 因為妳覺得妳自己可以忍耐...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;直到有一天妳忍耐到拇指外翻 、腳起水泡,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;妳才會發現，鞋子最重要的功能其實是要陪妳走路而已...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;所以，這時候妳就會去找一雙很舒適的,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;會保護妳的腳的 、會陪著妳一起向前走的鞋... **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Like it or not, you have to share the people you love with other people. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/460271539953697769-8557415445228571510?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/8557415445228571510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=8557415445228571510&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/8557415445228571510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/8557415445228571510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='女人与鞋子'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-1826616447696642197</id><published>2009-02-26T02:19:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T16:58:05.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like Father Like Son</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Look what I've found ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What title should I put for this entry? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any other suggestion which is better than the current one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SaWMfhDFBeI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/fvwgYMmrvHo/s1600-h/daddy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 169px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SaWMfhDFBeI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/fvwgYMmrvHo/s320/daddy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306802209001113058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SaWOL8LwwWI/AAAAAAAAAco/rXuWOp-HSpo/s1600-h/me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SaWOL8LwwWI/AAAAAAAAAco/rXuWOp-HSpo/s320/me.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306804071711162722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;|-----------------Dad-------------------|---------------------Me-------------------|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Don't give up, just be you, cause life's too short to be anybody else... *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-1826616447696642197?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/1826616447696642197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=1826616447696642197&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/1826616447696642197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/1826616447696642197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2009/02/like-father-like-son.html' title='Like Father Like Son'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SaWMfhDFBeI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/fvwgYMmrvHo/s72-c/daddy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-9196403822960108719</id><published>2009-02-22T17:47:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T20:05:38.014+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Priority / Priorities</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We have a hell lot of priorities in life. Let it be in the comparison between relationship, friendship, work and even family. It's all depends on how each of us look at things. How we were taught since we were young. And also how our own personality, opinion and mindset. Humans differ from each and another. Don't we? We can hardly predict how a person think and control them. Please bare in mind that we ain't Dark Archon from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/StarCraft"&gt;StarCraft&lt;/a&gt; who can mind control any living being, although I wish I could.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-FAMILY: arial; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SaEixgHlxsI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/eXXqd2WlJgk/s1600-h/darkarchon.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305560069849859778" style="WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 97px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SaEixgHlxsI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/eXXqd2WlJgk/s320/darkarchon.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believed many of us who managed to lived up to this age understand this (=.=" like damn old like that). I mean, I'm pretty sure that we've experienced something that come to a point that we ourself have to choose and make some decisions. And that is when priority takes into consideration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, in certain occasions and tasks that need us to be able to multitask. So that we, as employees of the company can be as productive as possible. But when there are two or more critical issues coming up, there is the time when we'll decide which to look into by its priority. Solve the highest priority first and solve the rest after it. In other words, those are the so called "low priority" issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most common example is between relationship and friendship. Which mean between your girl friend / boy friend and your friends. Back during the schooling days, the only chance to hang out was during the weekends, Saturday in particular (thanks to co-curriculum). And I have even more choices to choose from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODO: play football?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SaFA6asEs6I/AAAAAAAAAbY/fezzF1sSOKY/s1600-h/15812957025021l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305593208359924642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 244px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SaFA6asEs6I/AAAAAAAAAbY/fezzF1sSOKY/s320/15812957025021l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leo club?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SaFA6omb2XI/AAAAAAAAAbg/hwsRBGKB_po/s1600-h/P2220126+%28Small%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305593212094372210" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SaFA6omb2XI/AAAAAAAAAbg/hwsRBGKB_po/s320/P2220126+%28Small%29.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SaFA66thd7I/AAAAAAAAAbo/I6WtxcudG28/s1600-h/n717837252_851283_3948.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305593216955938738" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SaFA66thd7I/AAAAAAAAAbo/I6WtxcudG28/s320/n717837252_851283_3948.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dating??? ... and the list goes on and on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SaFA6-izimI/AAAAAAAAAbw/YPeBMdMt0MA/s1600-h/LiangBingGay+%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305593217984727650" style="WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SaFA6-izimI/AAAAAAAAAbw/YPeBMdMt0MA/s320/LiangBingGay+%28Small%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;* Opsss!!! *&lt;/span&gt; (The highest priority!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sad to tell, I am only one, and I could only choose one from all these. Sigh... =( But well, about which is the priority, you know I know larrr... ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, all these kind of comparison are still okay to me, however, the worst combination should be between family - relationship, family - work (career).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone ask any of you about the "if your mother and your wife/girl friend fall into the sea, who will you save first?" question. &lt;a href="http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; might seems an answer for it but I'm sure everyone have their own set of answers. So who is your priority?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SaFFpsMWLBI/AAAAAAAAAb4/Hblx1D9_Q-s/s1600-h/drowning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305598418559052818" style="WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SaFFpsMWLBI/AAAAAAAAAb4/Hblx1D9_Q-s/s320/drowning.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However there are some rare cases. Like recently, I've been keep coming up with some &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SXFBipMhRwI/AAAAAAAAAZA/bT5E3DWKtqU/s1600-h/crash.jpg"&gt;strange questions&lt;/a&gt; for myself. Something like, the ex that you loved so much, and your new partner; Old vs New.. If they happens to date you out at the same time, who would you choose to give up? who would you choose to go out with? and who would you give the priority to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SaGS8OvoXcI/AAAAAAAAAcI/ZniziPKniTI/s1600-h/doa13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305683399466835394" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SaGS8OvoXcI/AAAAAAAAAcI/ZniziPKniTI/s320/doa13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are also people who sacrificed their career for their family. Just like my dad. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SaGOoAY5aLI/AAAAAAAAAcA/zTPdzIFl7IY/s1600-h/exportfaster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305678653969492146" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 131px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SaGOoAY5aLI/AAAAAAAAAcA/zTPdzIFl7IY/s320/exportfaster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't get me wrong, he didn't resign his job because of us. Its just that he refused to be transferred to other branches elsewhere in Malaysia. For the sake of our education and the environment that we grew up. They (parents) think that it's not a good idea for kids like us to keep changing their living environment. Thus, family is HIS priority. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;* Why say the sky is the limit, when there are footprints on the moon? *&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-9196403822960108719?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/9196403822960108719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=9196403822960108719&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/9196403822960108719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/9196403822960108719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2009/02/priority-priorities.html' title='Priority / Priorities'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SaEixgHlxsI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/eXXqd2WlJgk/s72-c/darkarchon.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-6272428679387496829</id><published>2009-02-19T20:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T14:14:31.251+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humurous'/><title type='text'>Putting Cock And Bull Together</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I never knew what a cock (chicken) and a bull (cow) can be use together...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Until I saw this ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SZ1Uh_YJ9FI/AAAAAAAAAbI/eZqusrcPd80/s1600-h/17022009193+%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SZ1Uh_YJ9FI/AAAAAAAAAbI/eZqusrcPd80/s320/17022009193+%28Small%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304488879037477970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A pub called "Cock &amp;amp; Bull"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Guess the owner like to tell &lt;a href="http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-to-be-rich-man-for-dummies.html"&gt;cock and bull stories&lt;/a&gt;, just like me ... =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, My... myyyy... Blow water restaurant ka?... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;* Creativity is the sudden cessation of stupidity.  *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-6272428679387496829?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/6272428679387496829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=6272428679387496829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/6272428679387496829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/6272428679387496829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2009/02/putting-cock-and-bull-together.html' title='Putting Cock And Bull Together'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SZ1Uh_YJ9FI/AAAAAAAAAbI/eZqusrcPd80/s72-c/17022009193+%28Small%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-4325790086394114798</id><published>2009-02-19T01:56:00.026+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T20:23:05.643+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unordinary'/><title type='text'>First Time ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;First time&lt;/span&gt; to work until almost &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;10pm&lt;/span&gt; in the office;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;First time&lt;/span&gt; to be in a meeting for almost &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4 hours&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;First time&lt;/span&gt; to have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;mixed feelings&lt;/span&gt; and have to cope with the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;emotions&lt;/span&gt; while having to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;concentrate in a meeting&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;First time&lt;/span&gt; to have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;so many feelings in a day&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;First time&lt;/span&gt; to be so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;confident&lt;/span&gt; to myself that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I WILL SUCCEED&lt;/span&gt; one day;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;First time&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;EAT A BLOODY GOD DAMN EXPENSIVE "ALIVE PRAWN ALIVE MEE" (生虾生面)&lt;/span&gt; in my entire life!!! @#$%^&amp;amp;*()_#@$%^&amp;amp;*(#$%^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SZxO4RfOg4I/AAAAAAAAAbA/om6lF_g-60A/s1600-h/1jx1u-896cab89904a4c03e8e398fe9566cd52.499c4e8d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304201189809619842" style="width: 240px; cursor: pointer; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SZxO4RfOg4I/AAAAAAAAAbA/om6lF_g-60A/s320/1jx1u-896cab89904a4c03e8e398fe9566cd52.499c4e8d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;RM117&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;a dish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2 persons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4 prawns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; shared by &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 persons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!! WTF MAN!!! This is ridiculous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P/S :&lt;/span&gt; Keep telling myself ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;在不顺意时，要记得随时鼓励自己，对自己说，‘ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;我是可以的!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;’ ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;笑一笑，很快可以挨过去的... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Everything will be fine... Everything will be just fine......... =)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Nice guy / Mr. Right - The ones women always say they're looking for yet at the same time never seem attracted to. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-4325790086394114798?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/4325790086394114798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=4325790086394114798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/4325790086394114798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/4325790086394114798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2009/02/first-time.html' title='First Time ...'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SZxO4RfOg4I/AAAAAAAAAbA/om6lF_g-60A/s72-c/1jx1u-896cab89904a4c03e8e398fe9566cd52.499c4e8d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-7060228735132274206</id><published>2009-02-12T01:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T02:03:41.357+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts And Feelings'/><title type='text'>!@#$%^&amp;*()#@#$</title><content type='html'>1.40am,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;超讨厌这种感觉... 不想再要有这种感觉了...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!@!##@$@#$%^^%$^&amp;amp;%&amp;amp;^%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;偶尔不要管酱多，不在乎，做人也会开心点！！！ Let's mengamalkan tidak apa attitude... The Si Lan Dan attitude... Don't give a damn about everything, anything ... FUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;老板教的 ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ 在不顺意时，要记得随时鼓励自己，对自己说，‘ &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;我是可以的!&lt;/span&gt;’ ...&lt;br /&gt;笑一笑，很快可以挨过去的... ”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-7060228735132274206?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/7060228735132274206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=7060228735132274206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/7060228735132274206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/7060228735132274206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='!@#$%^&amp;*()#@#$'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-8466784070477121958</id><published>2009-02-09T05:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T05:13:07.383+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>Quote 002</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;做男人，要有抱负，要有责任感 ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-8466784070477121958?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/8466784070477121958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=8466784070477121958&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/8466784070477121958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/8466784070477121958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2009/02/quote-002_09.html' title='Quote 002'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-8141695025507047024</id><published>2009-02-07T09:32:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T11:15:32.614+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>Quote 001</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;I am going to post some nice quotes that I like according to my thoughts and feelings without any stories. It's a very short entry though. Sorry to those who couldn't read Chinese. Sometimes I feel that some quotes are better to be written in Chinese, so please bear with me okai? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" 有事钟无艳，没事夏迎春 "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-8141695025507047024?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/8141695025507047024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=8141695025507047024&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/8141695025507047024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/8141695025507047024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2009/02/quotes.html' title='Quote 001'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-5791926654473887264</id><published>2009-02-06T00:42:00.029+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T13:27:33.964+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts And Feelings'/><title type='text'>How To Be A Rich Man FOR DUMMIES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SYseH_y5pVI/AAAAAAAAAZw/5lwtmy-cVlM/s1600-h/liondance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 294px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SYseH_y5pVI/AAAAAAAAAZw/5lwtmy-cVlM/s320/liondance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299362509264364882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Hey guys, hope it's not too late to greet everyone &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; My apology for the long break, hehe... It's not that I've stop blogging anyway. ;-p "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Had a long Chinese New Year break back in Penang and Ipoh, meet lots of friends... That's what we're waiting for for the entire 365 days, RIGHT!? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A lot of us changed, but heck, i don't want to talk about others first lah! I want to concentrate on one particular thingy in this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Money" has become a very common topic lately... No lah, I didn't mean that we doesn't care about it during the early years... but just, it heated up along our age. You see, when you were 0-20, you were enjoying life, then from around 21-50 we damn got ohm one, work like cow one... wanna earn lots and lots of money!!! And then later on... well, guess I don't have to tell the later part of the story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, okay... enough of the craps. My point is I do understand that most of us wanted to get rich lah, but in fact, I do not understand why some of them just don't know &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;how to be a rich man &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;or should say don't know &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;how to act to be a rich man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; =p (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when the truth is that they are not that rich, but wanted to act/pretend to be a rich ass so that they can show off... &lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, some of them were such a failure! They sucks big time until I'm considering of promoting my all time best seller to them !!!! ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SYsdNlgPvcI/AAAAAAAAAZg/BUzXTZUB2js/s1600-h/Dummies.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SYsdNlgPvcI/AAAAAAAAAZg/BUzXTZUB2js/s320/Dummies.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299361505774386626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, LOL... Sigh, sorry you can't find this in the bookstore because it is due to "never" production. So the only way is I'm giving some "sneak preview" of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;How to be a rich man / act to be a rich man:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Will not complain about small cash like 30-50 ringgit.  When joining for parties, chillout, or clubbing... what is 30-50 bucks to those who are earning over 10k per month, right? JUST PAY IT AND KEEP YOUR FUCKING MOUTH SHUT!!! (no one ask you to come anyway, infact don't think people will like to see this kind of people like you around! LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SYswJFhuCuI/AAAAAAAAAaI/vf5nxx8732g/s1600-h/diamond-ring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SYswJFhuCuI/AAAAAAAAAaI/vf5nxx8732g/s320/diamond-ring.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299382319192083170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Really buy a few K ring, or over 10K ring in front of your friends. (Provided that if u really wanna show off lahhh) But not bringing them along to a nice and luxurious jewelry shop and show everyone your fucking interest to buy a fucking big diamond ring that cost a bomb but end up not buying or saying that you will come back to buy it another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SYswIcHTgHI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/3rzZqH7TgB0/s1600-h/car.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SYswIcHTgHI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/3rzZqH7TgB0/s320/car.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299382308075438194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Really buy a luxurious car when you bring along your friend to a show room and tell him/them and the salesman that you're going to buy it tomorrow. But infact, the luxurious car that you are gonna buy is never being seen. (or never buy at all???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SYswIwxSy2I/AAAAAAAAAaA/5ye3sepmx6Q/s1600-h/FrankMullerLongIslandTour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 275px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SYswIwxSy2I/AAAAAAAAAaA/5ye3sepmx6Q/s320/FrankMullerLongIslandTour.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299382313620261730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Really buy a genuine Frank Muller. But not claimed to have one, or telling "fairy tales" like bought it for your gf's or whatsoever. In fact, you make people think that a bastard like you who likes to show off will show your branded watch instead of keeping it at home because no one sees it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Claimed to earn a salary of over 10k but don't have the money / didn't bring enough money to open 3 buckets of beers. (although you did opened 2 buckets, credit to you! =) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SYsxKmGKBXI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/vvWCyQG5vJI/s1600-h/BRI_platinum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 233px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SYsxKmGKBXI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/vvWCyQG5vJI/s320/BRI_platinum.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299383444626343282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Claimed to have a platinum card and show off that only someone with a salary of over 10k is entitled to apply the card and ask someone to shut up and not to look down on you about your salary. HOWEVER, people don't know why the so called platinum card couldn't be use to swap 2-3 buckets of beers [refer to number 5].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Behave like a rich man, but not like a "sohaiz" oh ohhh, for the sake of internationalism... "sohaiz" = idiot, morron, bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elaboration:&lt;br /&gt;Say something that doesn't make sense. Fool someone/everyone and thinks that he/they don't know anything but infact he/they just pretend to be a "sohaiz" as per request (by you).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do something that even a fucking pervert guy wouldn't do. I don't think I need to explain how to pervert lahhh... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY! Buy the book lah! If I were to tell all here, then what's the point of publishing such an impressive book?  Only... If you can find it in the book stores... HEHEHEHEHHEHEHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P/s: I'm not intended to offend anyone other than one person. =) but if he could really get rich one day, I'll still congratz him =) I didn't mean to look down on anyone because I believe everyone have the abilities and chances to be successful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* A man can be happy with any woman, as long as he does not love her. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-5791926654473887264?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/5791926654473887264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=5791926654473887264&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/5791926654473887264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/5791926654473887264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-to-be-rich-man-for-dummies.html' title='How To Be A Rich Man FOR DUMMIES'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SYseH_y5pVI/AAAAAAAAAZw/5lwtmy-cVlM/s72-c/liondance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-7543960495960608167</id><published>2009-02-05T00:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T00:37:00.203+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Blog Culture'/><title type='text'>Blog Delay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SYnD2QdI_oI/AAAAAAAAAZY/Wg3dwbjA5ho/s1600-h/BRB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SYnD2QdI_oI/AAAAAAAAAZY/Wg3dwbjA5ho/s320/BRB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298981773475643010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-7543960495960608167?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/7543960495960608167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=7543960495960608167&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/7543960495960608167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/7543960495960608167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-delay.html' title='Blog Delay'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SYnD2QdI_oI/AAAAAAAAAZY/Wg3dwbjA5ho/s72-c/BRB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-7337008380018148691</id><published>2009-01-18T18:46:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T19:52:09.545+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Friendship Pt. 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;Sorry and thank you that you guys let me  know that I'll be missed... akakakkakaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SXMK0F9PotI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/iGuL-OujGeQ/s1600-h/DSC01937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SXMK0F9PotI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/iGuL-OujGeQ/s320/DSC01937.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292585877158994642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, when I went missing for some times, you all will MISS ME one wohhhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahhh, I'm so touched... T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate everyone of you a lotz!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Everything has beauty, but not everyone sees it. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-7337008380018148691?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/7337008380018148691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=7337008380018148691&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/7337008380018148691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/7337008380018148691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2009/01/friendship-pt-2.html' title='Friendship Pt. 2'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SXMK0F9PotI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/iGuL-OujGeQ/s72-c/DSC01937.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-2612297880069819678</id><published>2009-01-17T11:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T18:45:13.281+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Friendship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've always treasured my best friends. Those who grew up with me, by my side for the ups and downs. Shared the happiness and sadness together. We've been through a lot ever since we got to know each other for almost a decade ago, some for half a decade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Most of us, we'll be 23 this year - two zero zero nine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm gonna show something kinda ancient...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SXExK6MqhVI/AAAAAAAAAYI/D2wAYy0IAsw/s1600-h/A000003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SXExK6MqhVI/AAAAAAAAAYI/D2wAYy0IAsw/s320/A000003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292065100627871058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* I can't remember which and what event that we've attended around 5 to 6 years ago. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We looks so young &amp;amp; naive... (I don't know why I like to use this word so much lately XD). There're 7 of us in the picture. Eventually, 3 of them was studying or working at overseas, 1 going to and 1 still uncertain. Sighhh, its breaking up now, to pursue our own dreams, career and future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I always tell people that the happiest moment in my life should be back then during our secondary school time. While we're leo members / directors. But well, life moved on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SXE04d13AXI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/bQWZNEsoBYg/s1600-h/IMAGE0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SXE04d13AXI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/bQWZNEsoBYg/s320/IMAGE0001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292069181824893298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: arial;" src="file:///M:/Blog/IMAGE0001.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Oh shit, damn funny to post this pic weii! XD *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've another group of friends who loves to play football as I am. We used to be in the school team and although we did not manage to win anything, but well... I thought we're the best school team ever for all these years =p hehehehhee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SXE2KPtcuhI/AAAAAAAAAYY/OvyReTa6ZII/s1600-h/15812957025021l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SXE2KPtcuhI/AAAAAAAAAYY/OvyReTa6ZII/s320/15812957025021l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292070586780793362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* During inter-school competition at "STAR" school. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, now I'm kinda like lack of exercise, it just gotten from bad to worst. During the university time, I still played some futsal. Although its was not as "hot" as before. But still I just like this ball game...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SXE3XBs-UQI/AAAAAAAAAYg/f4kyOON1Exo/s1600-h/DSC00611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SXE3XBs-UQI/AAAAAAAAAYg/f4kyOON1Exo/s320/DSC00611.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292071905870631170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* I'm not in this pic, but they were my futsal kaki in MMU. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SXE6MM0Yq1I/AAAAAAAAAYw/5zHjQX4B8PE/s1600-h/31082007527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SXE6MM0Yq1I/AAAAAAAAAYw/5zHjQX4B8PE/s320/31082007527.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292075018410830674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3 of us, knew each other for around 10 years. And yet we're still very close now. Even though we don't get to meet up that often like we used to be,  but we'll always remains as brothers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SXE6LzIs1NI/AAAAAAAAAYo/Ms6DFYJ1aeE/s1600-h/23022007075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 157px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SXE6LzIs1NI/AAAAAAAAAYo/Ms6DFYJ1aeE/s320/23022007075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292075011516716242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SXE6MTny-jI/AAAAAAAAAY4/gC3OXCaYJiQ/s1600-h/DSC01521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 157px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SXE6MTny-jI/AAAAAAAAAY4/gC3OXCaYJiQ/s320/DSC01521.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292075020237077042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Few years ago.................................................Recently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have we changed? Yes, physically...LoL but mentally, we're always friends and always will!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SXFBitZdV2I/AAAAAAAAAZI/4xmjwtvfojQ/s1600-h/Friendship_Love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SXFBitZdV2I/AAAAAAAAAZI/4xmjwtvfojQ/s320/Friendship_Love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292083101694777186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* We used to do what the hamsters are doing... =) *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SXFBipMhRwI/AAAAAAAAAZA/bT5E3DWKtqU/s1600-h/crash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SXFBipMhRwI/AAAAAAAAAZA/bT5E3DWKtqU/s320/crash.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292083100566767362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sometimes, I think of stupid things like who'll notice my existence or who'll miss me when I'm not around. I should say I'm an attention seeker though LoL... That's why I want attention lahhh (*facebook*). But fortunately, I know I don't need anything happen to me to find out who  were my true friends are. ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life. It goes on. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-2612297880069819678?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/2612297880069819678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=2612297880069819678&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/2612297880069819678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/2612297880069819678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2009/01/friendship_17.html' title='Friendship'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SXExK6MqhVI/AAAAAAAAAYI/D2wAYy0IAsw/s72-c/A000003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-65272808499080315</id><published>2009-01-07T14:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T20:20:05.565+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tragedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Documentary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unordinary'/><title type='text'>Flying "Salt Fish"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You guys must see this!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wdW30AefDF0&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wdW30AefDF0&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder where were those secret service agents... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or... They are not as "professional" as what we've been told and heard about them through TVs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or... They are too lazy to give a damn about Mr. Bush (because so many ppl hate him anyway) and sent most of their top secret service to protect the 1st ever black US President??? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, good luck to that guy... Luckily he's not in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If not C4 will be awaiting him... ;) hehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Every accomplishment, starts with the decision to try. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-65272808499080315?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/65272808499080315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=65272808499080315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/65272808499080315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/65272808499080315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-guys-must-see-this-i-wonder-where.html' title='Flying &quot;Salt Fish&quot;'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-1957520114769721617</id><published>2009-01-02T23:31:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T02:05:36.831+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Blog Culture'/><title type='text'>2009 First Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;eh, so fast... it's New year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although this post came a little bit late but well... Happy New Year 2009 everyone~!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally a shitty year 2008 is over. And a new year 2009 has begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new hope and a new beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SV5SXVicM8I/AAAAAAAAAX4/sOX_-x5Lsf0/s1600-h/20.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 190px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SV5SXVicM8I/AAAAAAAAAX4/sOX_-x5Lsf0/s320/20.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286753573451609026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I PICKED UP 20 RINGGIT ON MY APARTMENT WALKWAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st day of the year wei~ 1st day wei!~!!! 1st day already so lucky, I will "ONG / WONG / HENG" for the entire year liao lah this time!!!&lt;br /&gt;(i hope... =.='')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SV5UtpZZBtI/AAAAAAAAAYA/KezTybSCG9E/s1600-h/ist2_6149793-happy-new-year-2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SV5UtpZZBtI/AAAAAAAAAYA/KezTybSCG9E/s320/ist2_6149793-happy-new-year-2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286756155762738898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, someone told me in this year, the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;TIGER WILL ROARRRRR!!!&lt;/span&gt; Be prepared!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;* The winds of grace are always blowing,&lt;br /&gt;but it is you who mustraise your sails. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-1957520114769721617?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/1957520114769721617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=1957520114769721617&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/1957520114769721617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/1957520114769721617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009-first-post.html' title='2009 First Post'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SV5SXVicM8I/AAAAAAAAAX4/sOX_-x5Lsf0/s72-c/20.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-1126591567234818312</id><published>2008-12-25T17:04:00.028+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T10:32:09.111+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Christmas, A Year Ago, Current - A Year Later.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Time flies, in a blink of an eye it's Christmas once again, and again, and again, and again ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was chatting with my one of my besties few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about what we've achieved within this whole year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, let me recall my memory...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A year ago,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...............................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SVNRbuZdhaI/AAAAAAAAAWw/rU6iQbvc_Co/s1600-h/231220071234+%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283656324588864930" style="width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SVNRbuZdhaI/AAAAAAAAAWw/rU6iQbvc_Co/s320/231220071234+%28Small%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Mount Fuji *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I celebrated Christmas in Japan. I'm grateful that my dad brought us there for holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything looks so fantastic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SVNTRyJRh7I/AAAAAAAAAXA/fDv5ucM0uOE/s1600-h/PICT0038+%28Small%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283658352819275698" style="width: 158px; cursor: pointer; height: 262px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SVNTRyJRh7I/AAAAAAAAAXA/fDv5ucM0uOE/s320/PICT0038+%28Small%29.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Wearing Yukata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; (Japanese pajamas) before??? after??? hot spring bathe. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have my first ever naked hot spring bathe together with some unknown "mah lat lou"...&lt;br /&gt;(No naked photos, sorry... =p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SVNVKImn9sI/AAAAAAAAAXI/oBhcz7K41NU/s1600-h/PICT0072+%28Small%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283660420432262850" style="width: 287px; cursor: pointer; height: 215px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SVNVKImn9sI/AAAAAAAAAXI/oBhcz7K41NU/s320/PICT0072+%28Small%29.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* At the hillside of Mount Fuji. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See and touched the "real" snow for the first time in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Disney land (although I'm a bit too old for that) ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took my first bullet train ride (that cost a bomb @@) ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough of Japan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this year&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...............................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scored an A for my Final Year Project (a big achievement for me) ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the highest GPA for my last trimester exam in these 4 years of studies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got myself a job even before my final exam ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Failed&lt;/span&gt; to go for any graduation trip / holidays because all of us seems so eager to work right after we completed our Degree ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart broken and ended my 5 years long relationship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SVNa8MSUI-I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Byv5LSCyEYk/s1600-h/Broken_heart_by_fabu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283666777972417506" style="width: 190px; cursor: pointer; height: 190px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SVNa8MSUI-I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Byv5LSCyEYk/s320/Broken_heart_by_fabu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;* Broken_heart_by_fabu (got it from google) *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday was never a big hoodoo for me, I always complained about how I celebrated my "SPECIAL" 21st birthday... But this year, 2 of my besties, Andy and Wilson treated me a meal at Italianese. My very first time having a "luxurious" meal!!! =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am suppose to be happy with it but found out that actually some shits happened on the day before??? after??? that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started to work in a company called &lt;a href="http://tmsasia.com/cms/index.jsp"&gt;The Media Shoppe&lt;/a&gt; at Kelana Jaya and staying at Bayu Puteri, Petaling Jaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time clubbing in KL. YES! FIRST TIME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended my convocation ceremony at Multimedia University, Cyberjaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SVNdUoS19QI/AAAAAAAAAXY/j8sGge0xwUQ/s1600-h/PICT0330+%28Small%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283669396830942466" style="width: 307px; cursor: pointer; height: 230px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SVNdUoS19QI/AAAAAAAAAXY/j8sGge0xwUQ/s320/PICT0330+%28Small%29.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Dad, mom, Jason, grandma and me (and TanLeeWay at the back). *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents must be very happy, and I'm proud that I've made them proud. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SVNeek6FprI/AAAAAAAAAXg/XfETkO_dVuk/s1600-h/PICT0324+%28Small%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283670667232126642" style="width: 245px; cursor: pointer; height: 239px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SVNeek6FprI/AAAAAAAAAXg/XfETkO_dVuk/s320/PICT0324+%28Small%29.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* You see, he's so happy. =p *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to know some really nice friends ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SVNfw8tiw9I/AAAAAAAAAXo/NI7ydmGe6rk/s1600-h/DSC01881+%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283672082371232722" style="width: 286px; cursor: pointer; height: 214px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SVNfw8tiw9I/AAAAAAAAAXo/NI7ydmGe6rk/s320/DSC01881+%28Small%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Without you all, I don't think I can pull it through such a difficult period of my life. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also got to know someone really cool, sweet, and cute too... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To some of you that I might have left out, you have my sincere apology ... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life... Full of ups and downs. I did grumbled a lot like most of the Chinese. That's what &lt;a href="http://mt.m2day.org/2008/content/view/16250/84/"&gt;Raja Petra said&lt;/a&gt;... But the process of experiencing it and be able to pull through it made me stronger. "An intensive training for life" as I used to tell my buddies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why we are like cockcroach!!! HIT ALSO CANNOT DIE WAN LAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working life ain't easy. But I've learned a lot in these 6 months. Albeit there were some disappointments and frustrations that I wrote in the &lt;a href="http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2008/12/love-and-money.html"&gt;previous entry&lt;/a&gt;, will not give up finding the key to success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HoHoHo!!! I'll like to wish everyone a Happy Merry Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SVNo5EA0AsI/AAAAAAAAAXw/3CClpu004Ec/s1600-h/251220071410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283682117374706370" style="width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SVNo5EA0AsI/AAAAAAAAAXw/3CClpu004Ec/s320/251220071410.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Santa chicks are coming to townnnnnn. LOL (last year photo) *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Getting over a painful experience is much like crossing monkey bars. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You have to let go at some point in order to move forward. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-1126591567234818312?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/1126591567234818312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=1126591567234818312&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/1126591567234818312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/1126591567234818312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-year-ago-current-year-later.html' title='Christmas, A Year Ago, Current - A Year Later.'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SVNRbuZdhaI/AAAAAAAAAWw/rU6iQbvc_Co/s72-c/231220071234+%28Small%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-9079542054457995930</id><published>2008-12-18T01:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T02:03:47.576+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dairy Alike'/><title type='text'>Busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I really wish I have the time to blog, but I'm busy with my work lately. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Will update once I'm free alright? =) Stay put guys! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SUk1TQ8a0LI/AAAAAAAAAWg/XAW8NIDl3PQ/s1600-h/hardpart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SUk1TQ8a0LI/AAAAAAAAAWg/XAW8NIDl3PQ/s320/hardpart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280810643150786738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Never challenge a stranger u met today. You will never know them ... yet *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-9079542054457995930?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/9079542054457995930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=9079542054457995930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/9079542054457995930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/9079542054457995930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-really-wish-i-have-time-to-blog-but.html' title='Busy'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SUk1TQ8a0LI/AAAAAAAAAWg/XAW8NIDl3PQ/s72-c/hardpart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-3657131150370135913</id><published>2008-12-12T02:26:00.026+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T15:57:31.872+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts And Feelings'/><title type='text'>Love And Money</title><content type='html'>Ever since I came to work here in PJ, I've meet up with a lot of people, seen a lot of people who stay and work here. I must say life is tougher here, everything is about money, money, and money... These gave me enormous of pressure, depression and also developed sense of inferiority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SUKrHCXpX6I/AAAAAAAAAV4/Dt0GRXVuI4o/s1600-h/dollarheart_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 153px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SUKrHCXpX6I/AAAAAAAAAV4/Dt0GRXVuI4o/s320/dollarheart_4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278969850615127970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SUKp9Kl6SMI/AAAAAAAAAVY/tmcFi28rQ5M/s1600-h/Man_throwing_money.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 155px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SUKp9Kl6SMI/AAAAAAAAAVY/tmcFi28rQ5M/s320/Man_throwing_money.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278968581512120514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I know, many would say, I shall not rush for success, rush to be rich, or feeling stress and giving myself pressure for all these because I'm still young and fresh. There'll be still a lot of chances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SUKr5r9GR3I/AAAAAAAAAWI/D146AGYHy8w/s1600-h/ny_08_bmw5series.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 206px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SUKr5r9GR3I/AAAAAAAAAWI/D146AGYHy8w/s320/ny_08_bmw5series.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278970720771524466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The perfect matching of chances and timing plays a huge roll whenever we wanted to be success in anything, everything. I remembered how I used to tell people that were close to me that I'll be driving a BMW by the age of 25. Haha!!! Now, after I've worked for few months, I've realised how naive I were used to be back then.. A BMW? Let it be 3 series or 5 series... I think I couldn't make it. I mean, I couldn't even afford to give 300-600 Ringgit Malaysia for my parents as family welfare, how can I be able to buy a car that worth 300k - 600k??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SUKvEDbhlLI/AAAAAAAAAWY/lahPdN5mG_g/s1600-h/man-in-bed-with-bmw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 186px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SUKvEDbhlLI/AAAAAAAAAWY/lahPdN5mG_g/s320/man-in-bed-with-bmw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278974197406733490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* =.=""" swttt!!! What an advert!!! *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same goes to "maintaining" a girl friend or I should say, a relationship instead. It might sound harsh that as if I were to say all girls are materialistic, hunger for luxurious life and wealthy partner. I couldn't deny that there're still true love out there, people who doesn't mind and care about wealth... But hey, please allow me to ask all of you a simple question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes the senario,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I understand that you don't mind to have a rich or a poor partner...&lt;br /&gt;You also wouldn't mind that he/she will or will not buy you expensive and luxurious items...&lt;br /&gt;Yet, you can still be happy with him/her, love him/her without all the above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SUKp8zwf9xI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/Q4UZeE6BBFo/s1600-h/lovemoney-724074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 199px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SUKp8zwf9xI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/Q4UZeE6BBFo/s320/lovemoney-724074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278968575382517522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, answer me honestly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your partner can give you a luxurious life, buy you expensive and branded stuff? isn't it'll be more perfect, more happier to have it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SUKsdfUYSkI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/0v8wbc7PFJE/s1600-h/bmw-m1-hommage-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 177px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SUKsdfUYSkI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/0v8wbc7PFJE/s320/bmw-m1-hommage-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278971335854803522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Owh man, I loveeeee this car~!!! *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sometimes, somethings that you did not demand doesn't mean that you are not happy to have it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, all of us also hope that our gf/bf will be happier, right? Who will complain that they are too happy and satisfy with their life?! LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the broken english type of saying&lt;br /&gt;* Don't have ma don't have lo, have ma have lo.. But if have, of cause will be happier la! *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure there's anyone understand what I wrote here due to my louzy expression ability and my "half pail water" of English...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, life's sucks! Right? Really need to learn from those who said they are enjoying life... I think I really need to learn how to enjoy and adapt to all these...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't mean to insult anyone here, It's just my own thought after all... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sincere apology if there's any hard feeling after reading this blog entry.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighhh... This year Christmas, I'm going no where... I missed traveling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Time is precious, but truth is more precious than time.&lt;/span&gt; *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-3657131150370135913?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/3657131150370135913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=3657131150370135913&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/3657131150370135913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/3657131150370135913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2008/12/love-and-money.html' title='Love And Money'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SUKrHCXpX6I/AAAAAAAAAV4/Dt0GRXVuI4o/s72-c/dollarheart_4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-5064665021255623103</id><published>2008-12-10T00:01:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:31:25.160+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unordinary'/><title type='text'>My Darling - KenMax</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/ST6W9hhyWgI/AAAAAAAAAVI/FnH5i5eipJM/s1600-h/30112008068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 294px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/ST6W9hhyWgI/AAAAAAAAAVI/FnH5i5eipJM/s400/30112008068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277821797041068546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* grrrrrrrrrrr~~ Woofff!!! *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hehehehehehe... Imitating Max the mastiff - Max wannabe... XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dear darling,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're angry, please message me to remove this photo... Ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA HA HA!!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* True friends stab you in the front. * wink wink *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-5064665021255623103?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/5064665021255623103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=5064665021255623103&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/5064665021255623103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/5064665021255623103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-darling-kenmax.html' title='My Darling - KenMax'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/ST6W9hhyWgI/AAAAAAAAAVI/FnH5i5eipJM/s72-c/30112008068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-5599639694315710474</id><published>2008-12-04T17:03:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T01:28:10.066+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tragedy'/><title type='text'>The Fate Of My Car - Fatvy (Part 3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes, I know... Unbelievable? Well... BELIEVE IT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's the long awaited 3rd part of the story...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some of you might not even expecting this =.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some might also forgotten about it =.="" ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and some might don't give a damn about it =.="""&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;No. 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was Deepavali on Monday 27th, 2 months back. Another long weekend and I drove my car back to change the window's master controller while its still under warranty. Besides, fatty also need to fix the alignment and balancing of his tyres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All of these cost me below 100 bucks, so I guessed "worth it lahhh~! KL so expensive!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Who knows... On a nice Monday Deepavali evening, while I'm driving my way back to KL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/STehB8r54cI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kkRgxPbVKvg/s1600-h/28102008013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 247px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/STehB8r54cI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kkRgxPbVKvg/s400/28102008013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275862543330042306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...........................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't think I need to tell what has happened ... See with your own eyes and use your common sense... zzzzzZZZzZzzzzzzzZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ya, FUCK... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;ACCIDENT ON THE HIGHWAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First of all, I'll like to appologize to the "almighty up there.. " I'm sorry that I cursed... I'm sorry and thank you that the accident its just a minor one... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Seems like whenever both the "highway and accident" used together in one sentence, everyone's normal reaction will be assuming its a serious one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Question like "AirBags got burst out or not?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/STemnh_WD3I/AAAAAAAAAUY/EpUUob0HdT0/s1600-h/AIRBAG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 347px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/STemnh_WD3I/AAAAAAAAAUY/EpUUob0HdT0/s400/AIRBAG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275868686556991346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"You banged how many cars?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/STem7QJ3ULI/AAAAAAAAAUg/RRvS7b5bOy8/s1600-h/3+car+crash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 245px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/STem7QJ3ULI/AAAAAAAAAUg/RRvS7b5bOy8/s400/3+car+crash.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275869025366659250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Your car still can move ah?", "Very serious ah???"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/STenmSm0bjI/AAAAAAAAAUo/l2Ot0Gl6naw/s1600-h/car-accident.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 247px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/STenmSm0bjI/AAAAAAAAAUo/l2Ot0Gl6naw/s400/car-accident.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275869764759350834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And I replied... "Oh, just a minor one..." =) Thank goodness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just let me illustrate how it happened...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was the last day of the long weekend, and it's usual that a lot of jerks like me was rushing back to the city to work on the following day... So, eventually the highway was full of cars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It became worst when the opposite lane have an accident... Here's the best part... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;OPPOSITE LANE!!!&lt;/span&gt; please remember... &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;OPPOSITE LANE OKAY?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't know why the fuck the cars were slowing down and causing the traffic tam... I don't know lahhh, whether they copy car number plate or what... It's the beauty of the "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Bolehland&lt;/span&gt;" ma... Hence, all the cars slowed down and the car infront of me stepped on the break so hard as if she's fucking pissed up (emergency break)... (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;*suspense*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/STep-Bw8QXI/AAAAAAAAAUw/qCt3iGB92P0/s1600-h/Linux-Babies-Angry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 247px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/STep-Bw8QXI/AAAAAAAAAUw/qCt3iGB92P0/s400/Linux-Babies-Angry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275872371578519922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And I looked at my rear mirror and saw a BMW X5 tailgating me as if he wants to kiss my fatty's ass =.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I break slowly (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because fatty says don't want to let X5 kiss his butt&lt;/span&gt;) and moved to the left lane... Due to the heavy traffic, I couldn't just shift all out to the left lane... and the only thing I could do was moving his fat ass at the middle of the center line.... =.= (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;don't worry, got picture explanation &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;below&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Instead of X5 kissing his fat round ass, that pervert go and kissed the Kenari's ass =.=" Damn it~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The drawing shows you after the accident occurred...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/STehBfOb5_I/AAAAAAAAAT4/VH7ICfqOPzM/s1600-h/accident.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/STehBfOb5_I/AAAAAAAAAT4/VH7ICfqOPzM/s400/accident.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275862535421814770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Please look at the stupid X5...&lt;/span&gt; Imagine if i didn't move aside ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/STehBgFyJNI/AAAAAAAAAUA/FPBtCDfpSns/s1600-h/accident2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/STehBgFyJNI/AAAAAAAAAUA/FPBtCDfpSns/s400/accident2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275862535653958866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;X5 reversed and ran away... =.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The following day, I took him to Sunway's garage and ask Simon for help... Being stupid and naive(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*wink*&lt;/span&gt;), I drove my car into the garage and due to that, I need to pay 10 bucks for service charge because the boss was there... HAIHHHHZZZZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Before&lt;/span&gt;.............................................&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;After&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/STesnh3eHRI/AAAAAAAAAU4/cU0ynVl74Bw/s1600-h/28102008013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 149px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/STesnh3eHRI/AAAAAAAAAU4/cU0ynVl74Bw/s400/28102008013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275875283593731346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/STesxZuQlII/AAAAAAAAAVA/WWrKZH-nM6s/s1600-h/29102008019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 148px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/STesxZuQlII/AAAAAAAAAVA/WWrKZH-nM6s/s400/29102008019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275875453206303874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Somemore it's for temporary only... not completely fix yet... Estimate damage 100-200-300++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;SIENZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Life, we often took so long to see the closed door that we don't see the one which is opened for us *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-5599639694315710474?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/5599639694315710474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=5599639694315710474&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/5599639694315710474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/5599639694315710474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2008/12/fate-of-my-car-fatvy-part-3.html' title='The Fate Of My Car - Fatvy (Part 3)'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/STehB8r54cI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kkRgxPbVKvg/s72-c/28102008013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-1224442661683442165</id><published>2008-11-30T11:11:00.023+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T18:23:07.083+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts And Feelings'/><title type='text'>L.O.V.E. and Relationship</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/STOg7g7tCeI/AAAAAAAAASw/tCkcEsebXYM/s1600-h/Lonely.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 264px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/STOg7g7tCeI/AAAAAAAAASw/tCkcEsebXYM/s400/Lonely.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274736532894058978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;给我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;单身&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;的朋友们...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To My Friends Who Are ... ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;SINGLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;爱就像一只蝴蝶。越要追它，却越要逃避。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love is like a butterfly. The more you chase it, the more it eludes you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;但...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;如果就隨它自由的飞，他会在你最不注意时飞向你；&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you just let it fly, it will come to you when you least expect it；&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;爱使人快乐，却常伤害人，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love can make you happy but often it hurts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;但只有在你把爱给了一个真正值得付出的人时，才是最珍贵的...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But love's only special when you give it to someone who is really worth it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;所以，花点时间去选择最好的 他/她 吧！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So take your time and choose the best！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/STOg7lnxblI/AAAAAAAAAS4/r0fxGrdQgE4/s1600-h/couple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/STOg7lnxblI/AAAAAAAAAS4/r0fxGrdQgE4/s400/couple.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274736534152638034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;给我那&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;不是单身&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;的朋友们...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To My Friends Who Are ... ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;NOT SINGLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;爱不能使 他/她 成为一個 “完美的人” ，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love isn't about becoming someone else's "perfect person",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;它却可以使你找到一个帮你成长的 他/她 。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's about finding someone who helps you become the best person you can be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/STOk94_cOJI/AAAAAAAAATw/Y5EyrlEjWgg/s1600-h/edison-press-conference.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 430px; height: 167px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/STOk94_cOJI/AAAAAAAAATw/Y5EyrlEjWgg/s400/edison-press-conference.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274740971758434450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;给我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;玩世不恭&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;的朋友们&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To My Friends Who Are ... ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;PLAYBOY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;PLAYGIRL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;如果你不在乎，不要说 “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;我爱你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;” ；&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Never say "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;" if you do not care；&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;如果没有感觉，就不要讨论自已的感受...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Never talk about feelings if they ain't there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/STOh2DINwpI/AAAAAAAAATY/4NVAyKezRpo/s1600-h/edisonchenin7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/STOh2DINwpI/AAAAAAAAATY/4NVAyKezRpo/s400/edisonchenin7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274737538505753234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Don't think he'll be able to play with colors now... at least for the time being. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;不要涉足会使他人心碎的生活。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Never touch a life if you mean to break a heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;说谎时，不要看著眼睛。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Never look into the eyes while lying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;最残忍的事莫过于男人让女人爱他，却是逢场作戏。反之亦然 ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The cruelest thing a guy can do to a girl or a girl can do to a guy is to let her/him fall in love when he/she doesn't intend to catch her/his fall... It have to work both ways...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/STOg7NtXvTI/AAAAAAAAASo/tFOToysT1uY/s1600-h/6_married.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 374px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/STOg7NtXvTI/AAAAAAAAASo/tFOToysT1uY/s400/6_married.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274736527733669170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;给我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;已婚&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;的朋友们&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To My Friends Who Are ... ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;MARRIED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;不要老是说 “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;这是你的错&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;” ，何不说说 “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;对不起&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;” ，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love is not about saying "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;it's your fault&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;", but "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;" ; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;不要老是问 “你去哪裡了” ，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;何不说说 “我就在这儿等着你” 。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not "where are you", &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but "I'm right here waiting for you";&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;不要老是问 “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;你怎么会这么做？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;” ，何不说说 “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;我了解你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;” 。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;how could you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;", but "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;不要老是说 “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;我希望你这么做&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;” ，何不说说 “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;我感谢你的一切&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;” 。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I wish you were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;", but "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I'm thankful you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/STOg6AxpqpI/AAAAAAAAASY/jWofyPZDr2c/s1600-h/531-have-you-ever-been-hurt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/STOg6AxpqpI/AAAAAAAAASY/jWofyPZDr2c/s400/531-have-you-ever-been-hurt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274736507082091154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;给我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;心碎&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;的朋友们&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To My Friends Who Are ... ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;HEARTBROKEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;心碎的时间和伤害的深度，完全取決于你自已。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heartbreaks last as long as you want and cut as deep as you allow them to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;难的是，如何从中学习，而不是从伤痛中爬起。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The challenge is not how to survive heartbreaks but to learn from them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/STOg6l9r2WI/AAAAAAAAASg/ybqYEuCrGO0/s1600-h/2284115331_1a6a5c5c26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 262px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/STOg6l9r2WI/AAAAAAAAASg/ybqYEuCrGO0/s400/2284115331_1a6a5c5c26.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274736517064677730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;给我所有&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;天真&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;的朋友们&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To My Friends Who Are ... ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;NAIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;要如何恋爱？... 就爱吧！不要欲烟言又止；要互相协调，不要太固执；&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;How to be in love: Fall but don't stumble, be consistent but not too persistent,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;要分享，且千万不要有不公平；要了解，別命令；&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;share and never be unfair, understand and try not to demand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;受伤后不要再记恨。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and get hurt but never keep the pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;给我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;积极&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;的朋友们&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To My Friends Who Are ... ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;POSSESSIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;看到你所爱的 他/她 和其他人很快乐使你心碎&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It breaks your heart to see the one you love happy with someone else but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;但知道你所爱的 他/她 是和你在一起不快乐，令人更加的伤心。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it's more painful to know that the one you love is unhappy with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/STOh1Vhx1mI/AAAAAAAAATA/CUSCSy4j638/s1600-h/2003_love_actually_015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 351px; height: 232px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/STOh1Vhx1mI/AAAAAAAAATA/CUSCSy4j638/s400/2003_love_actually_015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274737526264944226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;给我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;不敢表白&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;的朋友们&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To My Friends Who Are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt; ... ... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;AFRAID TO CONFESS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;当你和 他/她 分手时，爱受到伤害&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love hurts when you break up with someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;当 他/她 和你分手时，更是伤痛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It hurts even more when breaks up with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;但伤害最深的是你所爱的 他/她 完全无法了解你的感受&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;But love hurts the most when the person you love has no idea how you feel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/STOirXoBxiI/AAAAAAAAATo/SxWC6ibMup0/s1600-h/callesen_holding_sept_06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 317px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/STOirXoBxiI/AAAAAAAAATo/SxWC6ibMup0/s400/callesen_holding_sept_06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274738454540961314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;给我那&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;还在坚持着&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;的朋友们&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To My Friends Who Are ... ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;STILL HOLDING ON&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;人生最伤心的事，是你和 他/她 爱情長跑了多年，最后的结局却不如所望。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;find out in the end that it was never meant to be and that you have wasted years on someone who wasn't worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;如果 他/她 现在让你觉得不值得付出，那麽一年，甚至十年后，都不会值得付出的。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;If he/she isn't worth it now he's/she's not going to be worth it a year or 10 years from now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;就让 他/她 走吧&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just let them go.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* The sweet talk part is easy tarp, but not for girls who knows how to differentiate sweet talk and sincere talk. Unfortunately, most of the sincere talk doesn't taste sweet to them. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;From lowyat.net cupid corner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-1224442661683442165?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/1224442661683442165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=1224442661683442165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/1224442661683442165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/1224442661683442165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2008/11/about-love.html' title='L.O.V.E. and Relationship'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/STOg7g7tCeI/AAAAAAAAASw/tCkcEsebXYM/s72-c/Lonely.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-782431590391889034</id><published>2008-11-27T00:37:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T17:48:41.582+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts And Feelings'/><title type='text'>Midnight Thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They might leave you,&lt;br /&gt;might hurt you,&lt;br /&gt;might back stab you,&lt;br /&gt;might do something bad to you;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lovers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes they love you,&lt;br /&gt;they care for you,&lt;br /&gt;they pamper you,&lt;br /&gt;and they miss you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They might leave you,&lt;br /&gt;might hurt you with the most cruelest words,&lt;br /&gt;might turn their back on you when you're helpless,&lt;br /&gt;might betray you,&lt;br /&gt;and will do a lot of devilish things that you'll never get to imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the end,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Parents&lt;/span&gt; are the best...&lt;br /&gt;They are always there for you,&lt;br /&gt;they care for you until they breath their last breath,&lt;br /&gt;once as a child, you are forever their child,&lt;br /&gt;they will never turn their back on you,&lt;br /&gt;they will always provide shelter whenever you are in trouble,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND THEY WILL NEVER EVER LEAVE YOU BEHIND IF THEY ARE GOING TO LIVE FOREVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there's no forever in life... I've learned this lesson twice.&lt;br /&gt;But there's parental love that last longer and stronger than forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SS2FTaZb2oI/AAAAAAAAASQ/OOcYUSRzw8E/s1600-h/231220071237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SS2FTaZb2oI/AAAAAAAAASQ/OOcYUSRzw8E/s400/231220071237.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273017307270732418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you mom, love you too dad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud of both of you as my parents... I really do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything~ Thanks for everything that you've gave us... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to define F.A.M.I.L.Y. ? - "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;ather &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;nd &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;other &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;ove &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;ou"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Family will always be as one no matter what they've been through. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-782431590391889034?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/782431590391889034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=782431590391889034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/782431590391889034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/782431590391889034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2008/11/midnight-thought.html' title='Midnight Thought'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SS2FTaZb2oI/AAAAAAAAASQ/OOcYUSRzw8E/s72-c/231220071237.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-3475107253741030413</id><published>2008-11-25T17:47:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T13:39:24.854+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dairy Alike'/><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSvKCiyFoVI/AAAAAAAAARw/i11mtbsxUP0/s1600-h/25112008055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 244px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSvKCiyFoVI/AAAAAAAAARw/i11mtbsxUP0/s400/25112008055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272529933812736338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* MC, receipt, medicines, RM20 to buy food by doctor. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was on MC today due to an uneasy stomach (Doc diagnosed me with stomach bacteria infection). I thought that I could cope with it and put up a brave face to work... Unfortunately, I can't even last until lunch time. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling so tired as if I've just completed a marathon race. My body  was so weak until it just couldn't seems to work with my command. The worst part is, I was shivering and felt extremely cold. Worst still, my stomach was spinning like no tomorrow.. Symptom of diarrhea and fever I guessed. Zzzzzzz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Worked for half day today, as I left the office around 11.30am and went to see doctor for consultation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm there in the clinic for almost 2 hours. Please don't get me wrong, there's totally no other patient at all other than me. LOL... After some little bit of chit chat, she get to know my  profession. As usual, whenever people heard "IT", they thought we - IT graduates are all superman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSvQXDyBIII/AAAAAAAAASA/SpEjlDofz9k/s1600-h/superman-cape-clouds1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSvQXDyBIII/AAAAAAAAASA/SpEjlDofz9k/s400/superman-cape-clouds1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272536883337961602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* SuperITman *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I mean, IT has a very broad field... Software related, hardware related, network related, security related... blahblahblah... But most of the people "ASSUME" that we learned all these in our University (wahhh... if like this, 4 years course how to finish???). Anyhow, ok lar, I maybe know a little bit more than others... Working as part time computer technician trainee during few years back when I've just finished my PMR examination helps a lot. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok, back to the doctor story, then, she asked me to help her to fix her laptop... Sighhh... what else, virus lorrr... spyware lorrr... adware lorrr... Torjan lorrr... as what I've expected... Then I helped her to fix it like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2008/11/brain-malfunction-10-lines-of-codes-for.html"&gt;how I cleaned my company's PC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. Who knows I left my pendrive in the office, sighhhh... have to redownload them. Well well, I don't expect her to know how to actually use it after downloading. *Send buddha send to the west* lorrr... Chit chat with the doctor while waiting for it to download, update, and also scanning the PC. The doctor was a nice lady, treat me a cup of oat with banana, water, gave me 2 pens, and last but not least, she wanted to pay me RM30 for the "service" charge. @.@"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I pretend to be nice lar... I mean, I am nice. =) I rejected her offer.. but she insisted!!! "Take it and buy some food to eat", She said.&lt;/span&gt; Then after some negotiation(pretend to be a nice guy again), I took RM20 le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P/S: She convinced me, by saying that it is my company who pays for the RM38 consultation fees. So she must give me something in return because I'm not the one  who are paying her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haha~ She reminds me of my grandma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSvV4IRmzTI/AAAAAAAAASI/9T7zOAUWK0U/s1600-h/Nai+Nai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSvV4IRmzTI/AAAAAAAAASI/9T7zOAUWK0U/s400/Nai+Nai.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272542949038017842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Grandma so cuteeeee. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Whenever she gave me money, she'll say the something similar like "Give you money to buy things to eat".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And when I wanted to give her money after I started to earn money by myself, she will still say something like "Keep it for yourself, enough to eat? Eat nice a bit lahhh... ...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But recently, she added in something new,... "Keep it for your marriage.", she said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Maybe she's getting older, and older... and I'm growing up too! Anyhow, Love you grandma... =) muakssssss! =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Love is an act of endless forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a habit. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-3475107253741030413?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/3475107253741030413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=3475107253741030413&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/3475107253741030413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/3475107253741030413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2008/11/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSvKCiyFoVI/AAAAAAAAARw/i11mtbsxUP0/s72-c/25112008055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-7872909667145717119</id><published>2008-11-23T04:45:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T11:42:51.785+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Alcoholic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SShxn6eztzI/AAAAAAAAARo/FIRzmjscgtc/s1600-h/20112008047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 185px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SShxn6eztzI/AAAAAAAAARo/FIRzmjscgtc/s400/20112008047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271588294364477234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SShxno6_C4I/AAAAAAAAARg/8EvXEReOu2Y/s1600-h/tigerbeer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; padding-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 185px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SShxno6_C4I/AAAAAAAAARg/8EvXEReOu2Y/s400/tigerbeer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271588289650822018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Within these 4 days, I've been consuming quite a lot of alcohol for the past 3 nights...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, I'm now "officially" having an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;ALCOHOL OVERDOSE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;By the way... First time tried Glenmorangie, and it tastes nice! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Longer entry will mostly be posted on weekdays. Thanks~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Alcohol - the cause of, and solution to, all of life's problems. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-7872909667145717119?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/7872909667145717119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=7872909667145717119&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/7872909667145717119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/7872909667145717119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2008/11/alcoholic.html' title='Alcoholic'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SShxn6eztzI/AAAAAAAAARo/FIRzmjscgtc/s72-c/20112008047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-4007969622462572521</id><published>2008-11-21T13:05:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T16:33:42.840+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts And Feelings'/><title type='text'>Remember What Life Was Like Before‏</title><content type='html'>There was  a blind girl who hated herself because she was blind. She hated  everyone, except her loving boyfriend. He was always there for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told  her boyfriend, "If I could only see the world, I will marry you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, someone donated a pair of  eyes to her. When the bandages came off, she was able to see everything,  including her boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked  her, "Now that you can see the world, will you marry me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl looked  at her boyfriend and saw that he was blind. The sight of his closed eyelids  shocked her. She hadn't expected that. The thought of looking at them the  rest of her life led her to refuse to marry him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her boyfriend  left in tears and days later wrote a note to her saying:&lt;br /&gt;"Take good care of  your eyes, my dear, for before they were yours, they were mine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSZNomGdGEI/AAAAAAAAARQ/a1kSMPJgdi0/s1600-h/hug_cry-vi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSZNomGdGEI/AAAAAAAAARQ/a1kSMPJgdi0/s400/hug_cry-vi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270985773701470274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Hugging is only a gesture of love, of warmth, of caring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The very feel of the warmth flowing from the other person melts many illnesses in you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;melts the ice-like, cold ego.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;* This is how the human brain often  works when our status changes. Only a very few remember what life was like  before, and who was always by their side in the most painful situations. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human... are all selfish after all... Sighhh... zzzZZZzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very good example &lt;a href="http://gentiger.blogspot.com/"&gt;General Tan&lt;/a&gt; gave me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" When you are pointing at someone (the polite way - with your thumb), 4 of your fingers actually are pointing at yourself. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, it's still all about you, you, you, and yourself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;「&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*~* Life Is a Gift *~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,&lt;br /&gt;before you say an unkind word,&lt;br /&gt;Think of someone who can't speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you complain about your husband or wife,&lt;br /&gt;Think of someone who's crying out to GOD for a companion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;When you're mad,&lt;br /&gt;You have the right to be mad,&lt;br /&gt;But you don't have the right to be cruel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,&lt;br /&gt;before you complain about life,&lt;br /&gt;Think of someone who went too early to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when depressing thoughts seem to get you down,&lt;br /&gt;Put a smile on your face and  think: You're alive and still around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;」&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* A loving heart is always the truest wisdom. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-4007969622462572521?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/4007969622462572521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=4007969622462572521&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/4007969622462572521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/4007969622462572521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2008/11/remember-what-life-was-like-before.html' title='Remember What Life Was Like Before‏'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSZNomGdGEI/AAAAAAAAARQ/a1kSMPJgdi0/s72-c/hug_cry-vi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-7334364806808614740</id><published>2008-11-19T20:00:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T20:29:07.178+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dairy Alike'/><title type='text'>10 Lines Of Codes For The Whole Afternoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went to MMU Cyberjaya for training early half of the day, and came back to office in the afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you guys ever heard of "Brain Malfunction" ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happened when my soul went back to my lovely bed and my body still in the office...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSQCUg9O75I/AAAAAAAAARI/C1dO6-Nq3yg/s1600-h/today.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSQCUg9O75I/AAAAAAAAARI/C1dO6-Nq3yg/s400/today.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270340015397728146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;FUCK LA! STUCK WHOLE AFTERNOON FOR THIS 10 LINES OF CODE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;(Ended up I only used less than 10mins to code this 10 lines before I left the office)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Seems like my brain started to function just before I'm leaving the office =.=" How efficient?!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sighhh... My brain just malfunctioned for the whole afternoon... @@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Do the hard jobs first. The easy jobs will take care of themselves. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-7334364806808614740?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/7334364806808614740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=7334364806808614740&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/7334364806808614740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/7334364806808614740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2008/11/brain-malfunction-10-lines-of-codes-for.html' title='10 Lines Of Codes For The Whole Afternoon'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSQCUg9O75I/AAAAAAAAARI/C1dO6-Nq3yg/s72-c/today.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-4555660307984713827</id><published>2008-11-18T18:26:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T12:10:03.240+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Documentary'/><title type='text'>Winter Whites</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I always like to rear pets... Dogs, birds, chickens, fishes, spiders and lately (when I mean lately, it's around these 2-3 years), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;HAMSTER&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;P/S for someone: &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/rear"&gt;Rear - "to breed and raise (livestock)." from dictionary.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That was back then when I've hell lot of time to spare and wanted to find something to rear. Hence, I've chosen Winter White Hamster. Please don't get me wrong, judging by the name itself, it seems like they're white in color, as white as winter snow... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;BUT YOU'RE WRONG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; They're no where near white at all. However, it's white on their belly and gray or black on their back. Besides, they have a dark stripe from its head to butt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSLNJxWYsmI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/1Pnf_yG5ZdY/s1600-h/WinterWhiteOne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSLNJxWYsmI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/1Pnf_yG5ZdY/s400/WinterWhiteOne.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270000081726648930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* This is NOT MINE *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh, by the way, their breed belongs to dwarf hamster. As we know dwarf stand for small la... Other than that, they indeed will change their fur to white color during winter. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;BUT &lt;/span&gt;please take note, by winter means their time exposure to lights(night is longer than day during winter) that will affect their fur changes in color but not the cold winter temperature. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;SO PLEASE DON'T PUT THEM IN THE FRIDGE IF YOU WANT THEM TO BE WHITE OK?!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; =.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSLPdx96yFI/AAAAAAAAAPY/tkjZXOHCDcs/s1600-h/lovely.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 201px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSLPdx96yFI/AAAAAAAAAPY/tkjZXOHCDcs/s400/lovely.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270002624513099858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* When they are in their winter coat (NOT MINE ALSO) *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I bought a pair of winter whites from lowyat forum. If I'm not mistaken, they cost me around RM50+ . The price were slightly expensive because  I bought them from a breeder. She claimed the hamster were higher in "quality" =.="&lt;/span&gt; but I don't know lar... I'm not veterinarian also @.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here I proudly presented you the ancestor of my hamsters... Fei lou and Fei poh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(yaya, I know I'm not creative at all)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSLR7sq5RDI/AAAAAAAAAPo/v43FRAtHaks/s1600-h/06-08-22_22-531.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 279px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSLR7sq5RDI/AAAAAAAAAPo/v43FRAtHaks/s400/06-08-22_22-531.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270005337510462514" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSLR7ZtACPI/AAAAAAAAAPg/QOggWPoLOm0/s1600-h/06-08-19_20-31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 278px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSLR7ZtACPI/AAAAAAAAAPg/QOggWPoLOm0/s400/06-08-19_20-31.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270005332419021042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* Fei Poh - Normal Black, Fei Lou - Sapphire *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah, as you guys noticed, they called it sapphire for the light gray species.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When time goes by, they produced 5 little cutie babies... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;* WARNING! NAKED HAMSTER PICTURE AHEAD!!! 18SX *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSLUtFjUTBI/AAAAAAAAAPw/PTfUAWFGSVY/s1600-h/06-11-02_14-57.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 279px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSLUtFjUTBI/AAAAAAAAAPw/PTfUAWFGSVY/s400/06-11-02_14-57.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270008385026411538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Just days after they were born. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSLUtYskJYI/AAAAAAAAAP4/bnoYAbjsmOI/s1600-h/06-11-04_16-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSLUtYskJYI/AAAAAAAAAP4/bnoYAbjsmOI/s400/06-11-04_16-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270008390165472642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Growing some fur. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSLUtmeGWHI/AAAAAAAAAQA/It7CvU2Fy7U/s1600-h/06-11-09_01-21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 279px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSLUtmeGWHI/AAAAAAAAAQA/It7CvU2Fy7U/s400/06-11-09_01-21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270008393862895730" border="0" /&gt;       &lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSLUtip1xII/AAAAAAAAAQI/L48w_doNy3I/s1600-h/06-11-10_03-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 279px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSLUtip1xII/AAAAAAAAAQI/L48w_doNy3I/s400/06-11-10_03-02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270008392838399106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Milk feeding, how lovely... All moms are great and mighty. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSLWZW42I6I/AAAAAAAAAQY/r2USwgkLdmk/s1600-h/06-11-12_20-43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSLWZW42I6I/AAAAAAAAAQY/r2USwgkLdmk/s400/06-11-12_20-43.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270010245105984418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSLWZv7npYI/AAAAAAAAAQg/hW9yPsUY8pE/s1600-h/06-11-15_10-57.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 269px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSLWZv7npYI/AAAAAAAAAQg/hW9yPsUY8pE/s400/06-11-15_10-57.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270010251828503938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Peanuts *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSLUt1w0ghI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Oh6d90lkx1o/s1600-h/06-12-06_17-29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSLUt1w0ghI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Oh6d90lkx1o/s400/06-12-06_17-29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270008397967950354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Eventually, they grew up very well... Fat and healthy as you can see. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSLWZweGNzI/AAAAAAAAAQo/BXtzKqnji9c/s1600-h/06-11-13_00-36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSLWZweGNzI/AAAAAAAAAQo/BXtzKqnji9c/s400/06-11-13_00-36.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270010251973113650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* You guys will never gonna understand the bond between me and my little kids... They could even fall asleep on my hand. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now, I've only one left with me. I'm sorry to do this to him but, as we work, we did not have so much time as we used to have. Thus, I'm not deciding to buy him any partner. Even though if I did buy him one, he don't even know how to have sex with the female. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU BELIEVE OR NOT?!!!? HE REALLY DON'T KNOW ONE LARRRR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Haihhhhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSLZcYoRiSI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/ygRxpG7uJQI/s1600-h/01112008026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 166px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSLZcYoRiSI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/ygRxpG7uJQI/s400/01112008026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270013595647838498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSLZcTeiWlI/AAAAAAAAAQw/Tt4o16FdM2w/s1600-h/01112008025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 167px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSLZcTeiWlI/AAAAAAAAAQw/Tt4o16FdM2w/s400/01112008025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270013594264820306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sighhh... He is what I have left...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Good night everyone. ZzzzZzzzzzzzzz....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSLaCPCe9xI/AAAAAAAAARA/WlA-xA3F5DQ/s1600-h/cute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 306px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSLaCPCe9xI/AAAAAAAAARA/WlA-xA3F5DQ/s400/cute.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270014245908444946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* God couldn't be everywhere, so he created mothers. * &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-4555660307984713827?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/4555660307984713827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=4555660307984713827&amp;isPopup=true' title='32 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/4555660307984713827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/4555660307984713827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2008/11/winter-whites.html' title='Winter Whites'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSLNJxWYsmI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/1Pnf_yG5ZdY/s72-c/WinterWhiteOne.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>32</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-4461080309151564822</id><published>2008-11-16T12:31:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T16:39:16.034+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dairy Alike'/><title type='text'>Rainy Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;TGIF... It's the last day of workdays and it should be full of excitement ahead, weekend? outings? or whatsoever... But shit, today I did something that scared the freak out of me!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;MY OFFICE PC WAS INFECTED BY TROJAN AND WORMS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...............&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSDKz8JzJTI/AAAAAAAAAPA/4fYhEDWhiXk/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSDKz8JzJTI/AAAAAAAAAPA/4fYhEDWhiXk/s400/untitled.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269434557692847410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;* Panicking State!!! *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSDKzjkheDI/AAAAAAAAAO4/z9cWHcMjx9Y/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSDKzjkheDI/AAAAAAAAAO4/z9cWHcMjx9Y/s400/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269434551094048818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* OMFG!!! WTFFFF??!!! *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I managed to fixed it without spreading any shit to the company's network... FIU~ If not, I'll be in deep shit =.=" &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(If you ask me why I'm so sure about it, it's because I've removed the LAN CABLE ma~!!! XD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend approaching, and I've no idea what to do during the weekend. It was raining outside, heavily... whenever it rains, I'll feel damn sad one lohhhh~ @.@ and a bit worried this time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haihhhh... It's raining...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminded me the days that went to the night market to stock up for the week but ended up all wet. Walking in the rain, without worrying 'll get sick LOL... And walked for some distance in the heavy rain from the night market to the hostel apartment. Bathed with cold water later on, because there's no heater =( luckily did not fall sick the next day, sounds pity, but its happy, experience =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to the campus, with one tiny umbrella, and the wind easily "tear" it off... Still ended up all wet though... How determine, to go to class... ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind there at the apartment, was even more scary. I saw it blew the tables and chairs away from ZamZam mamak stall. When the rain comes... The wind blew even stronger, as if it could even blow us away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cycling in rain, was even more dangerous.. raindrops falling on my face, and I cycled as fast as I could, to go home... from "east" to "timur". Reached home, and get scolded by mom... =( sorry mom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the speedboat during island hopping, it was raining, its like horse riding in the rain, so cold... It's a surprise that didn't caught cold. It was raining so heavily along the Patong beach, and forced to stand under the tree or in front of people's shop... looking at the passing by; There were even Thais selling overpriced raincoats and umbrellas; Took their famous TukTuk back to hotel, due to the rain and laziness to walk... Guessed it's a good time for the locals to earn some big bucks eh? Ohya, by the way, it's at Phuket Island. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSC8MkBNiOI/AAAAAAAAAOw/lKscZSS4bz8/s1600-h/31102007808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSC8MkBNiOI/AAAAAAAAAOw/lKscZSS4bz8/s400/31102007808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269418488036690146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Patong Beach *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can even rain for one whole week in Malacca.. It was so damn cold and even cooler when the wind blows.&lt;br /&gt;When it rains, it pours! The roads will become more dangerous, more slippery... So please drive carefully... especially on highways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were too much to write, if it'll be written all here... too much...  How I wish I could burn it all in a CD? Just in case I'll forget?!? I'm losing my memory... so young... and I couldn't deny, I've even forgotten how I get to know Si Mun. Zzzzzz... Sighhh... I'm so worried... because I don't have a good memory... yet there's sooo much for me to remember... just soooooooo muchhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSDMgN3qAsI/AAAAAAAAAPI/EU_z9hHT-Ec/s1600-h/1_432888328l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 340px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSDMgN3qAsI/AAAAAAAAAPI/EU_z9hHT-Ec/s400/1_432888328l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269436417874461378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Breakdowns can create breakthroughs. Things fall apart so things can fall together. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-4461080309151564822?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/4461080309151564822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=4461080309151564822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/4461080309151564822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/4461080309151564822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2008/11/friday.html' title='Rainy Friday'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SSDKz8JzJTI/AAAAAAAAAPA/4fYhEDWhiXk/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-3695966510626534237</id><published>2008-11-13T15:59:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T08:52:39.273+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>懂得放下, 和等自在!</title><content type='html'>I'm very grateful that I've a bunch of best friends that often forward me some inspirational and meaningful emails whenever I need them! Thanks guys!!! It gave me a really strong feelings after reading this article ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;By the way, ...  "Sharing is Caring" right? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;記住 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;anger&lt;/span&gt; ( 發怒 ) 與 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;anger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ( 危險) 只差一個字&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;別看少這一個字&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;它會影響我們這份職業、甚至人際關係&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;正所謂 「&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;禍從口出...&lt;/span&gt;」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; Speak when you're angry, and you'll make the best speech you'll ever regret.&lt;/span&gt; 」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;專家講:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;人，面對外人時，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;總是可以表現得雍容大肚、心平氣和，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;但面對自己最親近的家人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;、&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;爱人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;卻往往一點小事就足以皺起眉頭，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;甚至出言相傷。&lt;/span&gt;」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;正如你永遠只對你最愛、最親的人生氣&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;你會對住你上司、老板、甚至你的朋友, 好朋友生氣或发脾气嗎 ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果形容人類是一種&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「出門高E.Q ，回家低E.Q 」 的動物，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想一點兒也不誇張，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;多拿出一點耐心與包容給家人吧！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;否則您自己也不會快樂，不是嗎？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;曾在報上看過&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;英文中的 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;stressed&lt;/span&gt; （壓力），與 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;desserts&lt;/span&gt; （甜點）兩字，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有很微妙的相關。是什麼相關呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;仔細一瞧，好像沒什麼關係嘛！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可是，再看一下，咦，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stressed 這個字從後面倒過來拼寫，不就是 desserts 嗎？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以，「&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;stressed is just desserts if you can reverse.&lt;/span&gt; 」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;（壓力就是甜點，只要你能逆向觀看。）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哈，這真是有趣的妙論呀！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人生之中，有許多 「壓力、挫折」，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但只要轉個念、換個角度看，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;它也就是我們生命中的 「甜點」 呀！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;此外，也有人說：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「人生就像一碗飯，一半是甜的，一半是苦的，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你不知道會先吃到哪一邊，但終究必須把飯吃完。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是呀，生命有甜、有苦、有酸、也有辣；&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但都必須去經歷它、走過它呀！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一個小學老師在偏遠的鄉里教書，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這天，他來到自己班上的教室，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;問班上的小朋友： 「你們大家有沒有討厭的人啊」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;小朋友們想了想，有的未作聲，有的則猛力地點點頭。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;老師接著便發給每人一個袋子，說：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「我們來玩一個遊戲。現在大家想想看，過去這一 週，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;曾有那些人得罪過你他到底做了怎麼樣可惡的事想到後，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就利用放學時間到河邊去找一塊石頭，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;把他的名字給用小紙條貼在石頭上如果他實在很過份，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你就找一塊大一點的石頭，如果他的錯是小錯，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你就找一塊小一點的石頭。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每天把戰利品用袋子裝到學校來給老師看哦！」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;學生們感到非常有趣且新鮮，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;放學後，每個人都搶著到河邊去找石頭。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第二天一早，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大家都把裝著從河邊撿來的鵝卵石的袋子帶到學校來，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;興高采烈地討論著。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一天過去了，兩天過去了，三天過去了... ... ，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有的人的袋子越裝越大，幾乎成了負擔。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;終於，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有人提出了抗議 「老師，好累喔」 老師笑了笑沒說話，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;立刻又有人接著喊：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「對啊每天背著這些石頭來上課， 好累喔 」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這時，老師終於開口了，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她笑著說： 「那就放下這些代表著別人過犯的石頭吧」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;孩子們有些訝異，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;老師又接著講：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「學習寬恕別人的過犯 ，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不要把它當寶一樣的記在心上，扛在肩上，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;時間久了，任誰也受不了…」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這個星期，這班的同學上到了人生中極寶貴的一課。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;袋裡裝入越多、越大的 「石頭」，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心中存留越多、越深的仇恨，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所造成的負擔就越重。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;假如你有寫上我名字的石頭&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你應當知道該怎樣做了吧！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我很喜歡一句名諺：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「寬恕人的過失，便是自己的榮耀。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;懂得 「放下」，何等自在。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;相愛容易相處難，婚姻與戀愛最大的不同，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就是 「戀愛看的是對方的優點」，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而 「婚姻卻是要包容對方的缺點」。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然而，我深信的...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是不论恋爱或是婚姻都要互相包容对方的优点和缺点...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这样才能维持长久...  緣份是找到包容你的人, 不是吗?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* If its so hard for you appreciate others, don't blame it when people forgets you one day. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-3695966510626534237?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/3695966510626534237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=3695966510626534237&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/3695966510626534237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/3695966510626534237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_13.html' title='懂得放下, 和等自在!'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-954365367601372858</id><published>2008-11-11T14:19:00.024+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T02:02:38.367+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Life Sucks For The Poor With A Wish List =.=</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've a wish list. And I wanna share with all of you... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;(So that you can buy me a present during Xmas or my Birthday HEhehhehehehehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRk1K_VQvvI/AAAAAAAAAOI/FOyZrF1cqJY/s1600-h/cristiano-ronaldo-praying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRk1K_VQvvI/AAAAAAAAAOI/FOyZrF1cqJY/s400/cristiano-ronaldo-praying.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267299702102081266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;My WishList&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Notebook External Hardisk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. New Shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. New Wallet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;del&gt;4. New Watch&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. 1 Shorts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6. Crocs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7. Digital Camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8. Samsung Omnia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9. Sunglasses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10. Laptop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;With the recent global economy crisis caused by the "almighty" US, the life for fresh graduates like us seems to become tougher and tougher. It's even worst to have a wish list at a time like this zzzZzzzz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRkmS9GzgLI/AAAAAAAAANQ/eZF9M5b11LM/s1600-h/global_financial_crisis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRkmS9GzgLI/AAAAAAAAANQ/eZF9M5b11LM/s400/global_financial_crisis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267283346269110450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* When the red bear hits the stock market. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Explanation of "red bear" and "green bull"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRkoDqcKsfI/AAAAAAAAANY/V7Qpvu6YIJE/s1600-h/bb.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 139px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRkoDqcKsfI/AAAAAAAAANY/V7Qpvu6YIJE/s400/bb.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267285282583654898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;*The terms "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;bull market&lt;/span&gt;" and "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bear market&lt;/span&gt;" are derived from the way those animals attack a foe, because bears attack by swiping their paws downward and bulls toss their horns upward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Hence, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;bull market&lt;/span&gt; is when stock prices are climbing strongly and a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;bear market&lt;/span&gt; is when they're languishing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After 4 months of working here at PJ, I've noticed the differences between city and "kampung" people. I've to admit that I'm from kampung and find it difficult to adapt to the city living lifestyle. Sometimes I wondered, are they really so rich and live such a luxurious life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All these reminded me of what my Add. Maths teacher always said "同人不同命啊" (we are all same as a human being, but everyone has a different life). However, I'm not greedy eh, I want no branded LV, Gucci, Armani shit... What I want is just enough to spend, enough to eat... But I seems to have problem even &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this simple little wish... Sigh... life... is just soooo sucksssssss~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;City folks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRk02NlqNQI/AAAAAAAAANg/o7IOwrFpOJg/s1600-h/GirlsWithLV.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 369px; height: 245px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRk02NlqNQI/AAAAAAAAANg/o7IOwrFpOJg/s400/GirlsWithLV.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267299345151702274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Got so many LV or not? Petaling Street 1 izzit? *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Kampung folks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRk02zaCcyI/AAAAAAAAANw/0gMwGA3cnSI/s1600-h/BagRWB2550sss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 316px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRk02zaCcyI/AAAAAAAAANw/0gMwGA3cnSI/s400/BagRWB2550sss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267299355303506722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Red, White, Blue Nylon Bag *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;See the difference? Hahahahahaha, I'm just giving an example, I doesn't mean all people from the city are so high class, and people from the kampung are so "pariah" la... LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;However, the saddest thing I found out although I've already heard of it before is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Adre Agassi and his wife Steffi Graf (Former world tennis no. 1 male &amp;amp; female player)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRk02U4sh0I/AAAAAAAAANo/85yHo8DkLSE/s1600-h/domestic+lv+paris.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 339px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRk02U4sh0I/AAAAAAAAANo/85yHo8DkLSE/s400/domestic+lv+paris.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267299347110594370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* No money, no honey. Even Mr &amp;amp; Mrs. Agassi understand this. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes, no money, no honey! Sighhhh... Ok fine, so I guess I shall get used to it and live with the red white blue nylon bag right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRk1LpBjO5I/AAAAAAAAAOY/o00lnU_yqCw/s1600-h/293461974_24a296d24b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRk1LpBjO5I/AAAAAAAAAOY/o00lnU_yqCw/s400/293461974_24a296d24b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267299713293695890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Fashion show =.=" *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;NO!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Guess what I've found on the net!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRk03PDGghI/AAAAAAAAAOA/F4Kn_SaHLPc/s1600-h/293476257_217c0c69b3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRk03PDGghI/AAAAAAAAAOA/F4Kn_SaHLPc/s400/293476257_217c0c69b3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267299362723496466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Now even Louis Vuitton also wanna rob us our precious design of red white blue bag T.T *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haihhhh... To make things worst, my company add salt into my wound by abolishing the petrol reimbursement claim starting on December onwards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;AAAAaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrggggggggggghhhhhhhhhh... my RM75 is flying away!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ishhhh.. economy crisis~ ZzzzzzzZZzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm poor... so sooooooooo poor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRk03E3KVkI/AAAAAAAAAN4/M643xUUG0RE/s1600-h/25283485.beggar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRk03E3KVkI/AAAAAAAAAN4/M643xUUG0RE/s400/25283485.beggar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267299359989061186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Spare some money pleaaaaaaaseeeee? *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How am I going to proceed to eliminate the things in my wish list la???!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Everyone says buying your first apartment makes you feel like an adult. What no one mentions is that selling it turns you right back into a child. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-954365367601372858?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/954365367601372858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=954365367601372858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/954365367601372858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/954365367601372858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2008/11/poor.html' title='Life Sucks For The Poor With A Wish List =.='/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRk1K_VQvvI/AAAAAAAAAOI/FOyZrF1cqJY/s72-c/cristiano-ronaldo-praying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-155968045784394199</id><published>2008-11-10T11:41:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T22:19:14.584+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scenery'/><title type='text'>Lookout Point, Ampang</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last Tuesday, my colleagues and I went to Lookout Point at Ampang for sightseeing outing and some &lt;del&gt;pornography&lt;/del&gt; photography session.. It was my first time there and I've to say I'm impressed with the scenery of the KL night view. It's at the hilltop and you're able to see the whole KL skyline. The environment there was also suitable for couples to hangout, but ... ... arggghhhh nevermind~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRfHak4pzgI/AAAAAAAAAMA/osj0iHoUv2s/s1600-h/3004407086_4a387e3f1f_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRfHak4pzgI/AAAAAAAAAMA/osj0iHoUv2s/s400/3004407086_4a387e3f1f_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266897548624907778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mist at the hilltop restaurant. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRfHbMaPBxI/AAAAAAAAAMI/QkH6oDB5UWE/s1600-h/3004407186_9f4a75ea41_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRfHbMaPBxI/AAAAAAAAAMI/QkH6oDB5UWE/s400/3004407186_9f4a75ea41_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266897559234742034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;* Misty KL skyline. After rain effect. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRfHbiapN8I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/GdrqO7PYrCo/s1600-h/IMG_3416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRfHbiapN8I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/GdrqO7PYrCo/s400/IMG_3416.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266897565142038466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* Sunset at the hilltop. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRfHcUB0a8I/AAAAAAAAAMg/eVyf_lJYpBY/s1600-h/3003571865_588cee127b_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRfHcUB0a8I/AAAAAAAAAMg/eVyf_lJYpBY/s400/3003571865_588cee127b_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266897578459687874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Night view of the Kuala Lumpur skyline. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRfHcDQLPwI/AAAAAAAAAMY/8-hSIri3NGM/s1600-h/IMG_3441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRfHcDQLPwI/AAAAAAAAAMY/8-hSIri3NGM/s400/IMG_3441.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266897573956501250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Breathtaking view! * &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRfKhFdKFFI/AAAAAAAAAMo/sPGPX1gFzb8/s1600-h/IMG_3442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRfKhFdKFFI/AAAAAAAAAMo/sPGPX1gFzb8/s400/IMG_3442.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266900958982050898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* After the KL Twin Tower lights up. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRfKhpCqPHI/AAAAAAAAAMw/fEqzgjPdLIY/s1600-h/3003571771_74dceb0c6f_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRfKhpCqPHI/AAAAAAAAAMw/fEqzgjPdLIY/s400/3003571771_74dceb0c6f_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266900968534588530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRfKiHyGUqI/AAAAAAAAAM4/3wMaIBTxZhM/s1600-h/IMG_3447.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRfKiHyGUqI/AAAAAAAAAM4/3wMaIBTxZhM/s400/IMG_3447.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266900976786625186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* The "not so" impressive KL Tower was overshadowed by the brilliance of the Twin Tower. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRfKimN0f8I/AAAAAAAAANA/CN_XO6OKMls/s1600-h/IMG_3449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRfKimN0f8I/AAAAAAAAANA/CN_XO6OKMls/s400/IMG_3449.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266900984955961282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* The spotlights of the Twin Tower beaming through the cloudy dark sky. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRfKjOuBlNI/AAAAAAAAANI/YokfatPMisU/s1600-h/3004408226_056e3df562_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRfKjOuBlNI/AAAAAAAAANI/YokfatPMisU/s400/3004408226_056e3df562_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266900995828454610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* People who went that day =) *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys enjoy the photos. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Either write something worth reading or do something worth writing. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-155968045784394199?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/155968045784394199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=155968045784394199&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/155968045784394199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/155968045784394199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2008/11/lookout-point-ampang.html' title='Lookout Point, Ampang'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRfHak4pzgI/AAAAAAAAAMA/osj0iHoUv2s/s72-c/3004407086_4a387e3f1f_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-8680176526638125805</id><published>2008-11-10T00:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T00:34:09.908+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts And Feelings'/><title type='text'>Reboot</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have this personality / attitude / sickness ... or whatever you name it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How come I am so computerize? woke up everyday in the morning ... and felt all the sadness, as if I had never handled it before ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I called that... "System Reboot"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sighhh... I hate it! I hate every morning! I hate the moments when i woke up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I FUCKING HATE THE FEELING........ of feeling the same all over again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;zzzzzzzzzzzzz... Sorry that I'm feeling so EMO today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Acting is not being emotional, but being able to express emotion. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-8680176526638125805?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/8680176526638125805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=8680176526638125805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/8680176526638125805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/8680176526638125805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2008/11/reboot.html' title='Reboot'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-6326534540055952239</id><published>2008-11-09T03:46:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T23:43:49.465+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>一生中最重要的人</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:MS Mincho;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-TW"&gt;跟你们分享一个很有意思的故事... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;事情发生在美国的一所大学。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;"  lang="ZH-TW"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:MS Mincho;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:MS Mincho;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;在快下课时教授对同学们&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:MS Mincho;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Batang;"  lang="ZH-CN"&gt;说&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;" &gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:MS Mincho;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;我和大家做个游戏，谁愿意配合我一下？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:MS Mincho;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;一个女生走上台来。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;"  lang="ZH-CN"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:MS Mincho;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;教授&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Batang;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Batang;"  lang="ZH-CN"&gt;说，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;" &gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:MS Mincho;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;请在黑板上写下你难以割捨的二十个人的名字。”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:MS Mincho;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;女生照做了。有她的邻居、朋友以、亲人等等。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;"  lang="ZH-CN"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:MS Mincho;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;教授说&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;" &gt;，“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Times New Roman;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:MS Mincho;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;请你刮掉一个这里面你认为最不重要的人。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;" &gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:MS Mincho;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;女生刮掉了一个她邻居的名字。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;"  lang="ZH-CN"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:MS Mincho;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;教授又&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:MS Mincho;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;说&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;" &gt;，“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:MS Mincho;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;请你再刮掉一个。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;" &gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:MS Mincho;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;女生又&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:MS Mincho;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;刮&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:MS Mincho;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;掉了一个她的同事。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:MS Mincho;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;教授再&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Batang;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Batang;"  lang="ZH-CN"&gt;说&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;" &gt;，“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:MS Mincho;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;请你再刮掉一个你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:MS Mincho;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;一生中最重要的人。”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;"  lang="ZH-CN"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:MS Mincho;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;女生又刮掉了一个。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;" &gt;  ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:MS Mincho;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;最后，黑板上只剩下了三个人，她的父母、丈夫和孩子。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;"  lang="ZH-CN"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:MS Mincho;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;教室非常安静，同学们静静的看著教授，感觉这似乎已不再是一个游戏了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;"  lang="ZH-CN"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:MS Mincho;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;教授平静的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:MS Mincho;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;说&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;" &gt;，“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:MS Mincho;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;请再刮掉一个。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;" &gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;女生迟疑著，艰难的做著选择&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;" &gt;  .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:MS Mincho;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;她举起粉笔，刮掉了父母的名字。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:MS Mincho;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;请再刮掉一个。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;" &gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:MS Mincho;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;身边又传來了教授的声音。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;"  lang="ZH-CN"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:MS Mincho;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;她竟呆了，淀顫巍巍地举起粉笔缓慢而坚決的又刮掉了儿子的名字。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;" &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:MS Mincho;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;紧接著，她哇的一声哭了，样子非常痛苦。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:MS Mincho;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;教授等她平静了一下，问道：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;" &gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:MS Mincho;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;和你最亲的人因该是你的父母和你的孩子，因为父母是养育的人，孩子是你亲生的，而丈夫是可以重新再寻找的，为什么丈夫反倒是你最难割捨的人呢？”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);font-family:MS Mincho;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;同学们静静地看著她，等待著她的回答。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:MS Mincho;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;女生平静而又缓慢地&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Batang;" &gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:Batang;"&gt;说道&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;：“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;隨著時间的推移，父母会先我而去，孩子大成人后肯定也会离我而去，真正陪伴我度过一生的只有&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:red;"   &gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;... ... ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:MS Mincho;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;“我的丈夫”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;P/s: Sorry for the late Saturday entry... Stay tuned ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;* Happiness will never come to those who fail to appreciate what they already have. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-6326534540055952239?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/6326534540055952239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=6326534540055952239&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/6326534540055952239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/6326534540055952239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='一生中最重要的人'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-3382528622097382475</id><published>2008-11-07T17:18:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T14:34:50.105+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tragedy'/><title type='text'>The Fate Of My Car - Fatvy (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No. 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;About 1 or 2 months ago, while I was on my way back to PJ after sending my bro back to Cheras, my fatty was hit by something ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And this is what had happened ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRQK5d9m7sI/AAAAAAAAAL4/XgNKSQVk4U0/s1600-h/28102008016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRQK5d9m7sI/AAAAAAAAAL4/XgNKSQVk4U0/s400/28102008016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265845846714805954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Hair line crack *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes..! His windscreen cracked... Hit by a small stone I supposed... T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Before you embark on a journey of revenge, dig two graves. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-3382528622097382475?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/3382528622097382475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=3382528622097382475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/3382528622097382475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/3382528622097382475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2008/11/fate-of-my-car-fatvy-part-2.html' title='The Fate Of My Car - Fatvy (Part 2)'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRQK5d9m7sI/AAAAAAAAAL4/XgNKSQVk4U0/s72-c/28102008016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-3853723728196475878</id><published>2008-11-06T14:47:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T17:32:06.249+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unordinary'/><title type='text'>OMG!!! You Guys Gotta See This!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;* From Explosm.net *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRKdcARdKGI/AAAAAAAAALw/UzxarHGBgQ0/s1600-h/comic-party.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRKdcARdKGI/AAAAAAAAALw/UzxarHGBgQ0/s400/comic-party.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265444018784643170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahahahahaahaha!!! Hey... anyone tried before?? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLzzzzzzz!!! I'm sorry if it's 18sx... But I just can't resist to share with you guys~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* A goal without a plan is just a wish. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-3853723728196475878?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/3853723728196475878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=3853723728196475878&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/3853723728196475878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/3853723728196475878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2008/11/omg-you-guys-gotta-see-this.html' title='OMG!!! You Guys Gotta See This!!!'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRKdcARdKGI/AAAAAAAAALw/UzxarHGBgQ0/s72-c/comic-party.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-2151269559166545408</id><published>2008-11-05T20:16:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T14:47:27.988+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Friends Meet Up @ Barbeza</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Around 1 week plus ago, it was Deepavali on Monday, I took the opportunity of the long weekend and drove my little Fatvy back to Ipoh to fix his master window controller and sent him for a routine service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the Perak'ian who are working and studying at outstation went back for a short holiday. Many of my friends went back too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arranged a meet up at "Bar"beza (A Bar), so that we can have a little bit of "drinks" and chill out session together. It was like another ER but I gotta say I like the style there. You order what you want to drink, let it be a bottle, or a bucket... And then you just pay for it! Besides, people dress up nicely to go there.. =) That's the reason why guys like us can wash our eyes every once a while whenever a pretty chick walks in.. HEHE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, Barbeza consider as a budget place compare to clubs like Sincero, TimeZone2 or whatsoever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise that Pat was able to show up that night though. Never really have the chance to club with her before. So let's just forget about go "yamseng" with her la~ Haihzzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But HEY! I doesn't mean she's not a drinker ok? ;) Hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics for that night... Well, well... After so many years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRGq0NlGV0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/bFgB9_WUJb8/s1600-h/DSC01816.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265177253348005698" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRGq0NlGV0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/bFgB9_WUJb8/s400/DSC01816.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;* Me, Pat and My Darling - Ken *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRGq0RRgcwI/AAAAAAAAALA/VMjWiN6wg1g/s1600-h/DSC01821.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265177254339572482" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRGq0RRgcwI/AAAAAAAAALA/VMjWiN6wg1g/s400/DSC01821.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;* Pat, Me and CC *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRGq0R1wpRI/AAAAAAAAALI/N1AdPE5Cpak/s1600-h/DSC01819.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265177254491628818" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRGq0R1wpRI/AAAAAAAAALI/N1AdPE5Cpak/s400/DSC01819.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;* Pat, you are so gorgeousssssssS! ;-) I have to say I loveeee this pic a lot!!! *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;After so many years... after so many many years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like we have all grown up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;* Though no one can go back and make a brand new start, anyone can start from now and make a brand new ending *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-2151269559166545408?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/2151269559166545408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=2151269559166545408&amp;isPopup=true' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/2151269559166545408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/2151269559166545408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2008/11/friends-meet-up-barbeza.html' title='Friends Meet Up @ Barbeza'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRGq0NlGV0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/bFgB9_WUJb8/s72-c/DSC01816.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-6785980196638472976</id><published>2008-11-04T22:20:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T14:49:36.388+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scenery'/><title type='text'>Two Rainbows</title><content type='html'>I've finally understand what 2 rainbows are  ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRBrvRVlI6I/AAAAAAAAAKg/aeNQ_ePYKfE/s1600-h/2rainbows3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRBrvRVlI6I/AAAAAAAAAKg/aeNQ_ePYKfE/s400/2rainbows3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264826424248050594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRBrwaFBfXI/AAAAAAAAAKo/x2MvO02pzgY/s1600-h/2rainbows2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 253px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRBrwaFBfXI/AAAAAAAAAKo/x2MvO02pzgY/s400/2rainbows2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264826443774393714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRBrxO3knoI/AAAAAAAAAKw/zibgL7tZ2jM/s1600-h/2rainbows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 252px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRBrxO3knoI/AAAAAAAAAKw/zibgL7tZ2jM/s400/2rainbows.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264826457945054850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... ... ... 2 Rainbows ... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it be it's from "your" MSN private message, or the pictures above ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How rarely we'll have the opportunity to see these?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* If you always do what you always did,&lt;br /&gt;then you'll always get what you always got. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-6785980196638472976?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/6785980196638472976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=6785980196638472976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/6785980196638472976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/6785980196638472976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2008/11/two-rainbows.html' title='Two Rainbows'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SRBrvRVlI6I/AAAAAAAAAKg/aeNQ_ePYKfE/s72-c/2rainbows3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-1261468053094196636</id><published>2008-11-03T10:07:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T09:58:41.760+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts And Feelings'/><title type='text'>Monday Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is Monday,&lt;br /&gt;Most of the people hate Monday, especially those who are working...&lt;br /&gt;Woke up in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;and it's late...&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly felt the loneliness inside me,&lt;br /&gt;and noticed that I'm all alone in the apartment as usual...&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why that I just don't feel good,&lt;br /&gt;Emo? Moody? Lonely?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or I am not having enough rest and a good night sleep...&lt;br /&gt;I don't know...&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQ5kJzkWLlI/AAAAAAAAAKY/4KeY3Qk9HU0/s1600-h/funny-pictures-happy-can-empty-inside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQ5kJzkWLlI/AAAAAAAAAKY/4KeY3Qk9HU0/s400/funny-pictures-happy-can-empty-inside.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264255134066945618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just like a can,&lt;br /&gt;Happy can like me,  is just empty inside ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* P/S: I almost got killed by my car... Seems like something is wrong with my breaks, and I ended up almost found myself in the middle of the traffic lights. Sigh... I sensed a storm is coming... Wallet Bro, I'm sorry, you better be prepared *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;*You'll never understand the reason, until you look deep enough into the cut to see the emotional pain that put it there*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-1261468053094196636?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/1261468053094196636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=1261468053094196636&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/1261468053094196636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/1261468053094196636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2008/11/monday-morning.html' title='Monday Morning'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQ5kJzkWLlI/AAAAAAAAAKY/4KeY3Qk9HU0/s72-c/funny-pictures-happy-can-empty-inside.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-6428656714322523252</id><published>2008-11-02T15:00:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T01:58:42.447+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Spending Spree Weekend</title><content type='html'>Sorry folks, I was a little bit busy during the weekend because I was staying at my BBF place at USJ 2. I do have internet access but without my own PC, I don't feel comfortable to write a blog entry. Never mind, because I might post 2 entries per day since I've missed out 1~ =D Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My housemate / buddy went back to Ipoh to collect his new glasses during the weekend and I was dumped in my tiny little apartment alone. Glad that my BBF and friend offer me to stay over there so that I have someone to accompany me. If I'm going to stay alone for the entire weekend, I'm sure my mouth going to smell like shit due to lack of verbal interaction with another human life form XD... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Don't laugh!! It's true, if you shut your mouth for the whole day, I'm sure it gonna stink when you open it... HAHA*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, nothing special for the weekend eventhough it was haloween though... Went to a cafe in TTDI plaza and have some beer while watching the lame ass Man Utd won with a "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;slight&lt;/span&gt;" 4-3 margin. That place sells cheap beer!!! I'm sure that was not my last time visitting there =) Besides, We also went to pyramid today and I bought myself a Polo Short Sleeves. It cost RM57 after 70% discount. So I guessed it's a good buy laaa =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQ3zhLiU9UI/AAAAAAAAAKM/NB0Y_6ARIas/s1600-h/03112008030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQ3zhLiU9UI/AAAAAAAAAKM/NB0Y_6ARIas/s400/03112008030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264131290823980354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* My Blue White Polo Short Sleeves *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent a lot during the weekend, beer, bought a shirt, shop for daily items and went for steamboat at Puchong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*My wallet: "Ouchhhhhhhhhh!!!" *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 2.45am now, gotta go to bed soon... Till then, see ya~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Speak when you're angry, and you'll make the best speech you'll ever regret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-6428656714322523252?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/6428656714322523252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=6428656714322523252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/6428656714322523252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/6428656714322523252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2008/11/weekend.html' title='Spending Spree Weekend'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQ3zhLiU9UI/AAAAAAAAAKM/NB0Y_6ARIas/s72-c/03112008030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-5562392236602392461</id><published>2008-10-31T22:52:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T17:21:19.453+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tragedy'/><title type='text'>The Fate Of My Car - Fatvy (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have a car, local production... A Perodua production to be precise. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;His&lt;/span&gt; name is Fatvy (*obviously it is inherit from the name fat and Myvi la*). I called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; a "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt;" because I'm not treating &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; like my wife like most of the car lovers and guys out there. I mean, I do appreciate that he can take me to where I want to go... But hey!! I feed &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; with gasoline even with the price of RM2.70 per litter ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, he had a bad life with me... Guess it is because his "8 zi" not match with mine. Why I said so? Ok, here're the stories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;No. 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not mistaken, he was bought around the end of May, 2007 just days before I'm going to have my industrial training in Penang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was how he looks like when he first came...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQsx2Ehw2dI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/mkixE9cfFz8/s1600-h/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263355394510608850" style="width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 136px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQsx2Ehw2dI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/mkixE9cfFz8/s400/11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Handsome right?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after just 1 month of driving... I got hit by a Jeep in Gunung Rapat, Ipoh... YES! A JEEP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, let me illustrate how a Jeep looks like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQstUFDQ42I/AAAAAAAAAJk/Wh8vO-jkc40/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263350412489057122" style="width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 321px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQstUFDQ42I/AAAAAAAAAJk/Wh8vO-jkc40/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fulamak~!!! Walaoooooooo~ Scary mou? LOL*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, alright... Maybe that I'm too exaggerate... LOL... Here is what that actually banged me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQsuNvwZaUI/AAAAAAAAAJs/rpVJJ43LuUM/s1600-h/jeep-big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263351403205192002" style="width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 282px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQsuNvwZaUI/AAAAAAAAAJs/rpVJJ43LuUM/s400/jeep-big.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Haha, although its still a Jeep, but this looks a lot noober!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here goes my 2 doors...... ZZzzzZZzzzzzz T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQswEFkGG1I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/puipvYnEKz4/s1600-h/15072007356.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263353436283738962" style="width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 300px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQswEFkGG1I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/puipvYnEKz4/s400/15072007356.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what's the worst part? That barger get away unscratched... Just as handsome as how he looks like before he banged me... DAMN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(To be continue ... )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: "8 zi" - The date and time when you were born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Anyone can swing a sword but it takes a true warrior to wield it*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-5562392236602392461?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/5562392236602392461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=5562392236602392461&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/5562392236602392461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/5562392236602392461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2008/10/faith-of-my-car-fatvy-part-1.html' title='The Fate Of My Car - Fatvy (Part 1)'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQsx2Ehw2dI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/mkixE9cfFz8/s72-c/11.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-7824727179899433230</id><published>2008-10-30T22:51:00.026+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T03:22:01.760+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts And Feelings'/><title type='text'>跳 - Jump</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQnbw9WuRnI/AAAAAAAAAJU/ievsIDl4wyA/s1600-h/untitled1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 346px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQnbw9WuRnI/AAAAAAAAAJU/ievsIDl4wyA/s400/untitled1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262979273709209202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQnbjszm0tI/AAAAAAAAAJM/INTRl7FLD6U/s1600-h/untitled2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 350px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQnbjszm0tI/AAAAAAAAAJM/INTRl7FLD6U/s400/untitled2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262979045928653522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQnbjRAISHI/AAAAAAAAAJE/NQeGFRORNbI/s1600-h/untitled3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 353px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQnbjRAISHI/AAAAAAAAAJE/NQeGFRORNbI/s400/untitled3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262979038464985202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQnbjb9uMOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/tpnsC3c8fRM/s1600-h/untitled4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 353px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQnbjb9uMOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/tpnsC3c8fRM/s400/untitled4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262979041407676642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQnbiaTZEpI/AAAAAAAAAI0/X3qV5yIEcpM/s1600-h/untitled5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 353px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQnbiaTZEpI/AAAAAAAAAI0/X3qV5yIEcpM/s400/untitled5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262979023781827218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQnbh9Wh-NI/AAAAAAAAAIs/PoR29UoqmOM/s1600-h/untitled6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQnbh9Wh-NI/AAAAAAAAAIs/PoR29UoqmOM/s400/untitled6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262979016010365138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think again when you think you're hopeless, look around you and don't give up... Because there is always someone who is deeper in trouble than you and me... But yet they are still fighting to stay alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Experience is the worst teacher; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It gives the test before presenting the lesson.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-7824727179899433230?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/7824727179899433230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=7824727179899433230&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/7824727179899433230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/7824727179899433230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2008/10/tetetet-te.html' title='跳 - Jump'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQnbw9WuRnI/AAAAAAAAAJU/ievsIDl4wyA/s72-c/untitled1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460271539953697769.post-8410157373090908238</id><published>2008-10-29T17:47:00.028+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T16:20:51.056+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Blog Culture'/><title type='text'>My First Blog Posting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Dang dang dang dang!!!* Here it is, the blog of the pussycat fist meister~ =) Hehhehehehe XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Finally, after consulting several of my experienced consultants such as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://barneyintheward.blog.friendster.com/"&gt;my darling&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://gentiger.blogspot.com/"&gt;General ahpek&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, hunghung, and my MSN friends that keep encouraging me to start a blog after they saw my MSN private message...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQiZSz1fBMI/AAAAAAAAADQ/JO5JLzwhcPQ/s1600-h/hunghung.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262624713013658818" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 364px; cursor: pointer; height: 82px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQiZSz1fBMI/AAAAAAAAADQ/JO5JLzwhcPQ/s320/hunghung.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, I've decided to write something here whenever I'm bored, so that I can share something that happen in my life, and also something that I feel it is very meaningful and useful to us. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;*Hell yeah~ If I'm sad, I'll be evil enough to let you guys share my pain too~ Muahahahahahahha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Content(s) that I might be posting here at my blog might from else where and I'm not the origin source. I'll like to apologize here if I posted anything here that it might belongs to you, and if it does, please let me know so that I can know who I should give credits...&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;About me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well.. well... I'm a guy borned in Penang, grew up in Ipoh, finished my degree in Malacca, and currently working as a software engineer in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://tmsasia.com/"&gt;"The Media Shop Berhad aka. TMS"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; at Petaling Jaya, Selangor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The name of "fist meister" was originally started from some guy's talk between me and some of my bros. And I gotta give "&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CREDIT&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;" to my darling Kenny because it was him who gave me such a name so that he can laugh at me all the time... =.=" But, because I'm a very "&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CREATIVE &amp;amp; INNOVATIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" guy (*obviously I'm not*), I just use it lahhhhh~ hahahaha and also because I don't know what name to put~ zzzzzz.... =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Alright, that's all for the first post. Stay tune for more to come~ HEHE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;* Every end has a new beginning. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/460271539953697769-8410157373090908238?l=williethefistmeister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/feeds/8410157373090908238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=460271539953697769&amp;postID=8410157373090908238&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/8410157373090908238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/460271539953697769/posts/default/8410157373090908238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williethefistmeister.blogspot.com/2008/10/first-blog-posting.html' title='My First Blog Posting'/><author><name>Fist Meister</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216728031854332209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQlqJIIk3FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gSgKa1g7GGc/S220/1_789101342l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_ti_taNNPA/SQiZSz1fBMI/AAAAAAAAADQ/JO5JLzwhcPQ/s72-c/hunghung.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
