<?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-31584418</id><updated>2011-11-28T07:48:45.668+08:00</updated><category term='恭祝大家'/><category term='生活点滴'/><category term='真实故事'/><category term='令人讨厌的'/><category term='好笑的'/><category term='零碎事'/><category term='心里想的'/><category term='有意义的'/><category term='好歌、好戏、好东西'/><title type='text'>Towards a New Frontier</title><subtitle type='html'>"The true measure of a man is how he treats someone who can do him absolutely no good." - Samuel Johnson&lt;br&gt;
"Wise men make proverbs, but fools repeat them." - Samuel Palmer</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>120</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-8420813967331336172</id><published>2007-06-05T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T18:32:24.306+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活点滴'/><title type='text'>Welcome to all!</title><content type='html'>Prim3.org blog site is finally officially launched!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to Prim3.org blog.. My blog will be moved there from now onwards.. Together with my other sites, it form together Prim3.org, the one portal for everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To go there.. just point your browser to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://prim3.org/" target="_blank"&gt;http://prim3.org&lt;/a&gt; &lt;-- My entire new site  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.prim3.org/" target="_blank"&gt;http://blog.prim3.org&lt;/a&gt; &lt;-- Just my blog  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://otaku.prim3.org/" target="_blank"&gt;http://otaku.prim3.org&lt;/a&gt; &lt;-- My new blog with coverage and review on anime, figures/figurines and anything otaku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://prim3love.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;http://prim3love.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;-- I have permanently opened my previous Secret Lair. It has now become my True Love blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(It’s never fun trying to transfer your 100++-post blogs to a new ground.. LOL)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-8420813967331336172?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/8420813967331336172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=8420813967331336172' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/8420813967331336172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/8420813967331336172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2007/06/welcome-to-all.html' title='Welcome to all!'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-7342025469880798249</id><published>2007-06-04T10:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T10:27:07.514+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活点滴'/><title type='text'>Time to migrate..</title><content type='html'>My new site is almost online! Just some touching up here and there and enhancements..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new site will comprise of almost everything.. Articles, blog, forum, chat, games, uploading of files, etc! It's the one place full of possibilities.. New functions can be added if needed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time, no further update will be made to this blog anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit my new site soon! (URL will be released later)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-7342025469880798249?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/7342025469880798249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=7342025469880798249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/7342025469880798249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/7342025469880798249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2007/06/time-to-migrate.html' title='Time to migrate..'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-904481413871065208</id><published>2007-05-28T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T23:09:34.484+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='心里想的'/><title type='text'>Birthday Wish</title><content type='html'>MEMO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today.. is her birthday.. over the years, I would not have missed to wish her Happy Birthday, at least by sms.. but this year, I already donno whether I should or should not.. while I am doubtful and thinking about this this, time flies and soon the day will be over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn send any wish, doesn’t mean I have forgotten this day.. just that.. .. .. we are no longer the same as we used to be.. people change.. situations change.. but I haven’t change and my feelings are still the same.. and probably will be.. for a long time to come..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one day.. Maybe some day.. Hopefully there will be a day.. I can again be the person to wish you happy birthday.. not as a fren.. but as “more than a fren”..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the mean time, we shall move on.. To meet new people, to see new things, to find the new “me”, to fulfill the next step in our life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!! You were once the most precious one, in my heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allen-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-904481413871065208?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/904481413871065208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=904481413871065208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/904481413871065208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/904481413871065208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2007/05/birthday-wish.html' title='Birthday Wish'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-9123615760816377604</id><published>2007-05-17T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T00:03:18.214+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='真实故事'/><title type='text'>Secret Lair Opened</title><content type='html'>Blog opened.. for limited time.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://prim3secret.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-9123615760816377604?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/9123615760816377604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=9123615760816377604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/9123615760816377604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/9123615760816377604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2007/05/secret-lair-opened.html' title='Secret Lair Opened'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-1365833572679084003</id><published>2007-05-15T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T15:51:02.090+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活点滴'/><title type='text'>Lost my thumbdrives, not 1 but 2</title><content type='html'>Today I went for a course in MMC Kuching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was going well.. at about 10am it was tea break, so we all went for tea at a cafeteria..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I came back to class.. at first I didn notice anything.. some time after that, when I thought of getting my water bottle, eh? where's my bag? I looked for it here and there.. no where to be seen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After class I told my lecturer, and got everyone to help me to look for it, cannot find it too.. what the!! Was it stolen by someone?? I remembered I brought my PDA with me, and I took it out to use when I was in the lobby. Maybe at that time ppl saw me doing so and targeted me? Was it my enemy? Why I say that? Because there are tonnes of other bags in the room!!!! THERE'S EVEN 2 LAPTOP IN FRONT OF THE CLASS THERE.. WHY DIDNT THAT DUDE TAKE IT INSTEAD OF MY BAG?????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside my bag, if I recall correctly, was my water bottle (give you la), my notepad (quite new, give you la..), and two thumbdrives (if you so want it, give you la).. But the things inside the thumbdrive, GIVE ME BACK!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thumbdrive contains all the files I collected since I started working.. I don't know whether is there anything inside that is considered confidential.. maybe got maybe not.. But what can I do now? Make police report? For only 2 thumbdrives? I don't even know when and where and who took it.. If they really use the files for bad purposes.. HOW?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thumbdrive lagi kek sim.. every thing from my study.. my notes, my assigns, my projects.. luckily now new sem.. if not? how I pass up my assign??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said earlier, if you want the thumbdrive, I give you. But the files pls delete or return to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really.. These thiefs.. I got only one phrase for you: "Hope you rot in Hell!!!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson of the day: Don't bring a bag to course&lt;br /&gt;Lesson of the day 2: Don't leave / bring your thumbdrive with important docs to course&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-1365833572679084003?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/1365833572679084003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=1365833572679084003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/1365833572679084003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/1365833572679084003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2007/05/lost-my-thumbdrives-not-1-but-2.html' title='Lost my thumbdrives, not 1 but 2'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-4045266412268567175</id><published>2007-05-10T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T19:50:39.717+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='真实故事'/><title type='text'>有爱但有碍</title><content type='html'>Finally, I haven taken the initiative and time to write a story about a young guy's love story. This story happened to him during his uni days and it's his first true love.. (and might as well reveal the real reason on why ppl keep on saying him as choosy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote it in Chinese version only and decided to post at my private blog.. Maybe later I should post here instead but it depends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://prim3secret.blogspot.com"&gt;http://prim3secret.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ppl who wan to read about it just have to let me know...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-4045266412268567175?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/4045266412268567175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=4045266412268567175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/4045266412268567175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/4045266412268567175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title='有爱但有碍'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-6821322345896428124</id><published>2007-05-06T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T20:26:46.196+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='好笑的'/><title type='text'>Chinese man taking a loan</title><content type='html'>A Chinese man walks into a bank in New York City andasks for the loan officer. He tells the loan officer that he is going to China on business for two weeksand needs to borrow $5,000. The bank officer tells himthat the bank will need some form of security for theloan, so the Chinese man hands over the keys to a new Ferrari parked on the street infront of the bank. He produces the title andeverything checks out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The loan officer agrees to accept the car ascollateral for the loan. The bank's president and its officers all enjoy a good laugh at the Chinese forusing a $250,000 Ferrari as collateral against a $5,000 loan. An employee of the bank then drives theFerrari into the bank's underground garage and parksit there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks later, the Chinese returns, repays the$5,000 and the interest, which comes to $15.41. The loan officer says, "Sir, we are very happy to have hadyour business, and this transaction has worked outvery nicely, but we are a little puzzled. While youwere away, we checked you out and found that you are amulti-millionaire. What puzzles us is, why would youbother to borrow $5,000?" The Chinese replies: "Whereelse in New York City can I park my car for two weeksfor only $15.41 and expect it to be there when Ireturn?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah you see, the mind of the Chinese...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-6821322345896428124?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/6821322345896428124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=6821322345896428124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/6821322345896428124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/6821322345896428124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2007/05/chinese-man-taking-loan.html' title='Chinese man taking a loan'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-3396112013625658054</id><published>2007-05-04T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T21:41:23.195+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='好笑的'/><title type='text'>Why British think 80% of M'sians coming to UK to study law?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;UK Immigration Officer: Purpose of visit?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Visitor: I'm here to study law, sir.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Officer: You know, you must have a lot of lawyers in Malaysia.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Visitor: Why do you say that?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Officer: Well, i've been here for a good twenty years, and I'd say 80% of Malaysians I see here say they're here to read law.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Visitor: Oh, really? That's really something i never knew. Hard to believe in fact.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Officer: Just you watch, then. You just stand here until the next Malaysian comes along, and I'll bet he's here to read law.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Visitor waits for 5 mins, Ah Chong from Malaysia comes to immigration counter*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Officer: Mr. Ah Chong, purpose of visit?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ah Chong: Study lorr...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-3396112013625658054?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/3396112013625658054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=3396112013625658054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/3396112013625658054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/3396112013625658054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2007/05/why-british-think-80-of-msians-coming.html' title='Why British think 80% of M&apos;sians coming to UK to study law?'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-3141191366755456174</id><published>2007-05-04T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T21:39:54.100+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='好笑的'/><title type='text'>Sharing</title><content type='html'>He ordered one hamburger, one order of French fries and one drink. The old man unwrapped the plain hamburger and carefully cut it in half. He placed one half in front of his wife. He then carefully counted out the French fries, dividing them into two piles and neatly placed one pile in front of his wife. He took a sip of the drink, his wife took a sip and then set the cup down between them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he began to eat his few bites of hamburger, the people around them kept looking over and whispering. You could tell they were thinking, "That poor old couple - all they can afford is one meal forthe two of them." As the man began to eat his fries a young man came to the table. He politely offered to buy another meal for the old couple. The old man said they were just fine - They were used to sharing everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The surrounding people noticed the little old lady hadn't eaten a bite. She sat there watching her husband eat and occasionally taking turns sipping the drink. Again the young man came over and begged them to let him buy another meal for them. This time the old woman said, "No, thank you, we are used to sharing everything." As the old man finished and was wiping his face neatly with the napkin, the young man again came over to the little old lady who had yet to eat a single bite of food and asked "What is it you are waiting for?" She answered.... "The teeth"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-3141191366755456174?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/3141191366755456174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=3141191366755456174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/3141191366755456174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/3141191366755456174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2007/05/sharing.html' title='Sharing'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-8574384951315257417</id><published>2007-05-03T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T20:47:16.294+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='心里想的'/><title type='text'>Aims of Life</title><content type='html'>To live a life, one must have an aim. Before this, I like to base my 生活目标 on a certain someone: someone whom I can strive for.. But sadly, for the past few years, I am not able to find such a person.. As such, I had been living aimlessly few years for no reason.. No motivation, no energy, no commitments, etc.. Time to have a change, since now I have a career, which is something I can strive for.. (now only I start to aim high for work, what a stupid fool.. Other people already ahead of me..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prim3 8 Targets of Life:&lt;br /&gt;1. Break the RM3k pay barrier by 5 years or earlier.. latest 1 January 2012 (that means have to work hard and get good rating so that can get higher pay rise each year..)&lt;br /&gt;2. Have my own house by 3 years time.. by May 2010&lt;br /&gt;3. Jump up two salary grades by 4 years time.. by May 2011 (rather same as 1)&lt;br /&gt;4. Have total command of ISO documents within one years time.. by May 2008&lt;br /&gt;5. Complete my studies by 1 and a half years time.. by December 2008&lt;br /&gt;6. To master at least 2 other programming languages by 2 years time.. by May 2009&lt;br /&gt;7. To have my own domain name and a fully-operational portal by 1.5 years time.. by December 2008 (need extra time as work comes first..)&lt;br /&gt;8. To complete the first ever real-time inventory updating online system for my division in half a years time.. by December 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, targets are not set just for eye pleasure only.. Real commitment and effort must be done to realise most if not all of them.. Hopefully, I can start to get serious now and fulfill my purpose of life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go go go Prim3!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-8574384951315257417?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/8574384951315257417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=8574384951315257417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/8574384951315257417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/8574384951315257417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2007/05/aims-of-life.html' title='Aims of Life'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-4908514475188084659</id><published>2007-05-01T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T14:15:55.847+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='心里想的'/><title type='text'>Office Blues</title><content type='html'>One of the things that I need to accomplish now is to be strict and stick to my decisions. When I first stepped into this office, I have already known that they will be many people who will come to me with their own versions of stories. More of this will come now that I have taken over my colleagues place. As time passed by, I came to know that these stories may not be what they seem. As my colleague taught me, I only had to listen and forget. Any decisions I make should not be influenced by those stories and be neutral. Ya that's right. If I were to try to influence someone, of course I will be twisting the truth here and there.. and make the situation in favour of me. So the keyword here is &lt;strong&gt;make the decisions wisely and have good self-confidence&lt;/strong&gt;. (Believe my own worth more than what others say.) And of course &lt;strong&gt;do not worry too much about others opinions and views of me as long as I think I am doing the right thing&lt;/strong&gt;. Well, actually I am doing just that since the start.. Just that need to focus more and strengthen my mental strength now that I have much more responsibily on my shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does this mean I will be maintaining an iron fist? Well, no.. First of all, I welcome opinions and views of others.. But definately the final decision is in my hands. Secondly, my boss can always override my decisions.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I would like to stress to myself (and maybe others?).. For me, there is always only black or white.. there is never such thing as gray in my dictionary. That's why for me, there can only be do it.. or don't.. there's no such thing as try. That's why also, whenever I hear other people saying things like: What to do (the worst thing I ever heard!).. Try lo..  etc.. I become very obsessed. If you want to do it.. then do it.. If not, no point to say those things.. It's like saying "I try to eat the apple" ??!! Try to eat the apple? You want then you put your mouth there and bite it.. If not, then throw it to the floor.. What the heck is try to eat it??? The same case for all other things in life.. Try to do it? What is the meaning of this phrase? Is there any forcefield stopping you from doing it? any invisible hand making you paralysed and unable to do it, such that need to "try"? The answer I think is very clear.. It's only the person's own will not to do it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally come to an end to this article.. Strayed too much from what I originally want to remind myself: Take myself to the next level: Be braver and make the correct decisions and be more transparent (transparent to others..) .. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-4908514475188084659?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/4908514475188084659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=4908514475188084659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/4908514475188084659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/4908514475188084659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2007/05/office-blues.html' title='Office Blues'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-7371617716549885844</id><published>2007-04-29T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T22:46:56.398+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='真实故事'/><title type='text'>大家庭二 PART1</title><content type='html'>大家庭终于都揭开了新的一页。旧人离开了，新人来了。从此一切都不一样了。所谓：去年今日此门中，人面桃花相应红。人面不知何处去，桃花依旧笑春风。比起去年这个时候的大家庭，变化实在太大了。现在想起来，真的还有些感慨。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;从现在起，大老们的称号得改变：老大改为大哥、老二离开了不必、老三改为二哥、还有的是欢迎我们的三哥。是的，三哥来了。是一个刚刚大学毕业的三哥。这位三哥初来报到，可说是对大家庭的事情还不是很清楚，就正如二哥刚来的时候。（想起了当初老二栽培老三的时候）所以啊，二哥还未真正把事务交给三哥前，必须好好栽培三哥。在这期间，二哥只好一人做二人的工。忙啊！说到事务分配，二哥现在主管古晋、诗巫。三哥主管其他地区。这样的分配应该可说二哥出门的机会会较少了吧。也好，其实啊，二哥也累了。是时候休息一会再出发吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就这样，老三/二哥，朝向新的目标前进吧！新的挑战即将开始！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-7371617716549885844?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/7371617716549885844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=7371617716549885844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/7371617716549885844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/7371617716549885844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2007/04/part1.html' title='大家庭二 PART1'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-7412841229479618810</id><published>2007-04-17T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T23:41:11.844+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='心里想的'/><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>看破世情，心如止境。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-7412841229479618810?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/7412841229479618810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=7412841229479618810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/7412841229479618810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/7412841229479618810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-6977839365872412505</id><published>2007-04-17T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T23:34:34.094+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='心里想的'/><title type='text'>Me and chat, chat and me</title><content type='html'>Exactly 17 days didn update, I cant really remember what happened during this period already.. haha.. as usual, busy with work.. went to Sarikei for USP site visit last week.. had meetings, reports, blah blah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But got 2 things wanna whine, the 1st is that I really hate those people who always reply slow in MSN.. come on, whoever you are or how famous you are, pls la, respect ppl a bit.. if you wanna initiate a chat with ppl, then pls show some respect.. who are you to keep ppl waiting here and there.. don tell me you got so much (100?) chat windows open until you need to wait until 5 min only can reply.. is this just a trick to show the famous-ness of tat person? beats me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, if you wanna chat with ppl, you can also msg ppl first.. there is no rule that says gals cannot msg a guy first.. janganlah you see ppl online there for half an hour but you don wan msg him, but when he msg you first, then you blah blah non-stop... and then complain y never want to chat with you.. it's very stupid.. wan to jual mahal is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now enacting these rules for myself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prim3 Chat Rules:&lt;br /&gt;1. Keep me wait, no need chat&lt;br /&gt;2. Me message first? Just you wait&lt;br /&gt;3. Annoy me? Straight away block&lt;br /&gt;4. Send me virus, will hack you back&lt;br /&gt;5. Do all the above? You will regret!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-6977839365872412505?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/6977839365872412505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=6977839365872412505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/6977839365872412505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/6977839365872412505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2007/04/me-and-chat-chat-and-me.html' title='Me and chat, chat and me'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-1721629428303836961</id><published>2007-03-30T14:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T14:41:21.265+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='有意义的'/><title type='text'>10 Biggest Brain Damaging Habits</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/Rgyw_46DT4I/AAAAAAAAABY/xuijbMxV_-8/s1600-h/ATT00250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/Rgyw_46DT4I/AAAAAAAAABY/xuijbMxV_-8/s320/ATT00250.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047603894029602690" 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/31584418-1721629428303836961?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/1721629428303836961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=1721629428303836961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/1721629428303836961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/1721629428303836961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2007/03/10-biggest-brain-damaging-habits.html' title='10 Biggest Brain Damaging Habits'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/Rgyw_46DT4I/AAAAAAAAABY/xuijbMxV_-8/s72-c/ATT00250.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-4559354953143407015</id><published>2007-03-30T14:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T14:41:51.918+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活点滴'/><title type='text'>Time of change</title><content type='html'>Many changes are coming into my life.. As a summary, lately I had been busy with a few things:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. Moving &amp;quot;house&amp;quot;.. I should say moving office, from a small partition into my own room! Since my colleague is leaving is leaving for KL.. So as the &amp;quot;most senior&amp;quot; executive in my unit, I shall take over his room :) anyway, a new guy is coming.. and it has been the gossip topic ever since 1 week ago.. nobody knows where this new dude is from.. only knows he is from Sarawak (heck, Sarawak is a very big place).. and so, I also have to empty my space and my comp so that I can hand over to him on Monday.. I also had a lot of things to take over from the senior.. Actually those tasks he should have handed over to me when I first came in (he said so himself).. but due to I am too new that time, so now is better.. :D &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;2. Organising a farewell dinner for the senior.. I had been given the task as mentioned.. Since he had been a good friend, so I have decided to have a big one for him.. (even though some suggested places like hartz chicken, I dont think it is rather appropriate la..) so now I had to go to survery, get the price, collect money, make arrangements, confirm the order, etc..) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;3. Thinking of how to divide the workload between my boss, myself and the new guy.. so that I may suggest to my boss.. unlike the old times, now I am the senior, so many things I have to start to take care.. I would very much like to ensure I do not have to go for the USP project anymore, as it is too much burden if I have to handle it together with the other major contracts.. not to mention if I handle it, I would have to go on lots of travelling also..  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;4. Assignments, projects.. assignments, projects... ouch! donno why the lecturers like to give those things when the sem is coming to a close.. pls la.. let ppl have a break ok? and unlike the rest.. my class&amp;#39; ppl are all working adults.. so work comes first ok? if really like to give so much work, at least make the sem longer la.. now we are using 3sem-a-year style.. which is not very fair.. ouch! &lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-4559354953143407015?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/4559354953143407015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=4559354953143407015' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/4559354953143407015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/4559354953143407015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2007/03/time-of-change.html' title='Time of change'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-7504627150198582473</id><published>2007-03-19T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T21:16:39.552+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='好笑的'/><title type='text'>Does Management really know their Staffs? (Prim3: I do :P )</title><content type='html'>On walking into the factory, the MD noticed a youngboy leaning against the wall, doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;He approached the young man and calmly said to him,How much do you earn?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young man was quite amazed that he was asked such a personal question, he replied, none the less, "I earn $ 2 000.00 a month, Sir.   Why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without answering, the MD took out his wallet and removed $ 6000.00 cash then gave it to the young man and said:"Around here I  pay people for working, not for standing around looking pretty!  Here is 3 months 'salary', now GET OUT and don't come back".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young man turned around and was quickly out of  sight. Noticing a Few onlookers, the MD said in a very upset manner:"And that applies for everybody in this company".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He approached one of the onlookers and asked him,"Who's the young man that I just fired?" To which an amazing reply came of, "He was the pizza delivery man, Sir...!!!"He surprises... and walk away!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-7504627150198582473?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/7504627150198582473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=7504627150198582473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/7504627150198582473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/7504627150198582473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2007/03/does-management-really-know-their.html' title='Does Management really know their Staffs? (Prim3: I do :P )'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-1751509467303024566</id><published>2007-03-19T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T21:11:32.726+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活点滴'/><title type='text'>Disappeared most of the time..</title><content type='html'>From Sunday 4 March 2007 until Thursday 15 March 2007, I had only been in Kuching for less than 1 day.. haha.. reason? I had to attend two training courses.. The first one is in Cameron Highlands at a TM resort. What is a TM resort? it's a resort specially built for TM staffs. There are many TM resorts around Malaysia: Penang, Cameron, Port Dickson, Fraser Hill, and Sabah. There used to be a TM resort in Kuching too.. But I heard the building very old, and so maybe it had been disqualified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cameron Highlands course lasted one week and it was a continuation of the one in Penang, mainly about hardware and software maintenance of DEMS. During the course, I did went shopping.. haha.. bought many things.. tea, strawberry, strawberry juice concentrate, bookmarks, mata kucing, Cameron apples, etc.. wow.. it's the first time I did so much shopping.. haha.. but to tell the truth.. there were many places I had yet to go there.. including Bee farm, butterfly farm, strawberry farm, etc.. and in the strawberry farm, you actually get to pluck ur own strawberries and buy from them.. haha.. I did try something called water crest juice.. not bad.. it's a health drink btw.. The weather at Cameron is very cool.. much colder than in Genting.. and the air is very fresh.. this is the kind of environment every place should have.. instead of the hot air we get everyday.. -.-" i did take photos of the place and the things I bought.. will upload soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THe next course is in Multimedia College in KL. Nothing much to talk about here.. as usual anyway, the place is horrible.. the hostel is dirty.. if anyone stay there for one night.. i m sure they will complain.. and another thing is the toilets are shared.. so people had to go out and take their bath.. talk about that.. and I dare not go to their toilet.. if I got any business, big or small, I will just go downstairs where there's a very nice and clean toilet just beside the big lecture hall.. haha.. enough of the hostel, now for the food.. as expected, lots of hot stuff.. and dont know when did they changed cater.. the food is like.. haha.. I cant believe I actually put those things into my stomache.. oh well, I guess life's like that.. I cant expect to have good stuff when going to a place like that.. hope that's the last time I have to go there for a very long while!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of going for the "Eye of Malaysia" (the big ferriswheel) while in MMC.. it's just nearby.. but the few times I wanted to go there.. the weather is like in a desert.. so had to cancel the thoughts.. many chance to go there next time anyway..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-1751509467303024566?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/1751509467303024566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=1751509467303024566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/1751509467303024566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/1751509467303024566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2007/03/disappeared-most-of-time.html' title='Disappeared most of the time..'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-8026243473171811623</id><published>2007-03-19T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T20:39:20.404+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='真实故事'/><title type='text'>大家庭PART9</title><content type='html'>这次的大家庭系列，分为小弟和大老两部分。大老指的是：老大、老二和老三三人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;话说在过年期间，发生了一单命案。在美里有一位叫比得的小弟。他生前可说是大家庭里最能干的小弟。一直以来，有什么事情都是他一手搞定。可能因为这样，大家都很依赖他。大事小事，老大老二整天都叫他飞来飞去，忙个不停。很可惜，太被依赖，反而害了他。在一次的公干时，他忽然倒了。和他一起的同事送他到诊疗所途中，不幸去世了。虽然真正的原因不明，但应该是心脏病吧。因为这样，大老们失去了他们最可靠的人。大家庭可能因此要走下坡了！其他的小弟平时只会求助。你们太可恶了！！现在你们想求也不能了！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;说完小弟的事，论到大老们了。自从老三进入大家庭，他已经知道老二是个野心大的人。因为从第一天开始，老二就暗示他想离开大家庭，因为他想当老大。但因为这里的老大还年轻，他唯一能当老大的机会就只有到别的大家庭。老三的到来让他有机会离开。好吧，过了一年半。离开的时刻终于来了！老二收到了一个好offer。他终于能够提升自己的职位！但却得到吉隆坡！老二平时很讨厌那里的啊！本来以为他一定不接受。哪知？他竟然接受！！怎么可能？？只短短的一年半，老三还没从你身上学会全部啊！难道你就这样走了？五月一号，老二便要离开了。老三想想，只有两种感觉。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;（一）有点恐惧。因为他不知日后能否应付得来。但这恐惧感很快便过去了。因为他认为，老二起初来时，也只有他和老大，那他又能应付？老三绝不输老二！他肯定能更胜一城楼！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;（二）有点伤心。毕竟老二是老三在大家庭里感情最好的朋友。可能因为年龄最近是他们吧。而且老二也教会了老三许多。突然要走，难免老三会伤心吧。虽然时日还有一个多月，那种依依不舍的感觉已到来。日后老三将会很寂寞吧。但老三也全心祝福老二，希望他会有个好前程吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;另外还有一个感觉。那就是老三终于可以拥有他自己的房间了！！！！！ Enough said.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: 还有，五月一号开始，老三不再是老三，而是老二 ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-8026243473171811623?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/8026243473171811623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=8026243473171811623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/8026243473171811623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/8026243473171811623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2007/03/part9.html' title='大家庭PART9'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-3491921205552399761</id><published>2007-03-10T22:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T22:39:35.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Haha.. so so bz lately.. and yet so much things to tell.. from my cameron trip.. to my office thing.. full of stories!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;But need to wait till I come back from KL first.. going for another trip tomolo.. :P&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-3491921205552399761?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/3491921205552399761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=3491921205552399761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/3491921205552399761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/3491921205552399761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2007/03/update-soon.html' title='Update soon'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-6040660071765115806</id><published>2007-02-25T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T14:54:13.085+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='好歌、好戏、好东西'/><title type='text'>好歌分享</title><content type='html'>歌曲：老死&lt;br /&gt;歌手：苏永康&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你对我说你我都总会有错&lt;br /&gt;似你这句我已听得很多&lt;br /&gt;陌生者的关心却仿佛一种接触&lt;br /&gt;你说这世界美好不要错过&lt;br /&gt;你却说你错过了的很多&lt;br /&gt;明天虽不清楚仍愿意抚心劝我&lt;br /&gt;未算识你但已想抱抱你&lt;br /&gt;象老死只需想到了你&lt;br /&gt;打不死牵心的我哪敢死&lt;br /&gt;若我跟你学会不要放弃&lt;br /&gt;未算怪都只这个世界&lt;br /&gt;不算怪否则怎会碰到你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我与你某次也许街里见过&lt;br /&gt;各有过去你我也不清楚&lt;br /&gt;陌生的世界里共同的东西太多&lt;br /&gt;我信你爱过更加哭过笑过&lt;br /&gt;挫过跌过也算个好家伙&lt;br /&gt;谁舍得不信你良善似兄弟对我&lt;br /&gt;未算识你但已想抱抱你&lt;br /&gt;象老死只需想到了你&lt;br /&gt;打不死牵心的我哪敢死&lt;br /&gt;若我跟你学会不要放弃&lt;br /&gt;未算怪都只这个世界&lt;br /&gt;不算怪否则怎会碰到你&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-6040660071765115806?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/6040660071765115806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=6040660071765115806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/6040660071765115806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/6040660071765115806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post_25.html' title='好歌分享'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-2397622579577354078</id><published>2007-02-25T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T13:57:44.876+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活点滴'/><title type='text'>Gong Hei Fatt Choy</title><content type='html'>It has been another great CNY.. I can't believe it's gone so fast.. I haven't really got the chance to fully appreciate all those nice foods.. nor did I went to all the houses that I was supposed to go.. and now.. thinking back to the past years'.. this year really got a bit different: no more ang pow from many people! haha.. already started working so cant expect to receive so many already.. at least ppl didn ask me to give (ppl say even though I am not married but working liao, shud give -.-")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1: Morning and afternoon ppl came to my house to visit.. relatives, friends, and even my colleagues.. seems like tat's how working ppl's cny shud be.. when they celebrate their new year.. i visit them.. when i celebrate mine, they visit my house.. haha.. nite time only went out.. but to relative's house only..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2: Morning got ppl coming my house too.. at noon my small uncle got open house.. so we had lunch there.. after that.. more relatives house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3: Morning woke up late :P.. afternoon didn go anywhere.. was watching movie at home.. until forgotten the time.. haha.. nite time.. went to friends' houses..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4: Today is friends' house visiting day.. haha.. so long didn see them already.. I guess CNY is the only time we get to gather together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 5: Today didn't go anywhere.. as I got 2 assignments and 1 mid-term to settle.. lol.. this is the first time in my life that I had to do homework and study during CNY.. even my secondary school days also no such things.. lol.. but at night time I did went to visit a fren's house.. then to fren's fren house.. haha.. and the surprise is that for both of them, one of their parents is working in TM.. so kinda like a big family rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 6: Whole day study.. enuff said.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 7: Exams! arghhh.. went to frag at nite.. the so called marathon only for one day.. haha.. louya ler.. but my form was high this nite.. wow.. and reaction was so fast.. i was enjoying fragging ppl.. instead of being fragged the first few times I played after many years didn't play.. I can sense my old CS self was coming back.. muahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year didn't went to many friends' house.. some didn come back.. some was busy with their studies, work, etc.. I guess that's one of the price of getting all grown up.. we have other things to worry about now.. (worry bout life, bout work, bout relationships, etc).. (used to sneak to the house at the back of mine to watch their lion dance.. so shiok..) life just ain't as simple as it used to be.. or maybe because, usually I am the one organizing those gatherings.. but lately I am just too lazy to do this kinda stuff.. ahahahaha.. if I don't do it.. nobody will.. lol.. how can..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though it's the 8th day of CNY already.. still.. GONG HEI GONG HEI!!! May next year's CNY arrive at just the blink of an eye! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-2397622579577354078?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/2397622579577354078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=2397622579577354078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/2397622579577354078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/2397622579577354078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2007/02/gong-hei-fatt-choy.html' title='Gong Hei Fatt 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height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-4774085524630259728?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/4774085524630259728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=4774085524630259728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/4774085524630259728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/4774085524630259728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2007/02/windows-vista-demo-goes-awry-whole.html' title='Windows Vista demo goes awry - whole 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height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-3122811328065320858?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/3122811328065320858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=3122811328065320858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/3122811328065320858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/3122811328065320858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2007/02/windows-vista-speech-recognition_11.html' title='Windows Vista Speech 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awry'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-559591918175832880</id><published>2007-02-11T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T09:16:06.859+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='好笑的'/><title type='text'>Windows Vista did not steal ideas from Mac OS X!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TaIUkwPybtM"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TaIUkwPybtM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-559591918175832880?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/559591918175832880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=559591918175832880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/559591918175832880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/559591918175832880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2007/02/windows-vista-did-not-steal-ideas-from.html' title='Windows Vista did not steal ideas from Mac OS X!'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-3280235524004559567</id><published>2007-02-07T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T21:30:57.166+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='心里想的'/><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>曾经沧海难为水，除却巫山不是云；取次花丛懒回顾，半缘修道半缘君。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-3280235524004559567?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-4277969108767800646</id><published>2007-02-02T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T13:46:44.094+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='好歌、好戏、好东西'/><title type='text'>Windows XP hidden Star Wars</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Want to watch star wars? follow this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Click START &gt;&gt; Run &gt;&gt; write: telnet towel.blinkenlights.nl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/RcLQCe-RR-I/AAAAAAAAABI/6cHv4Ay8U3g/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026808875191453666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/RcLQCe-RR-I/AAAAAAAAABI/6cHv4Ay8U3g/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(Prim3: Don worry, no virus, no trojan, no nothing.. just sit back and enjoy Star Wars!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-4277969108767800646?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/4277969108767800646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=4277969108767800646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/4277969108767800646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/4277969108767800646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2007/02/windows-xp-hidden-star-wars.html' title='Windows XP hidden Star Wars'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/RcLQCe-RR-I/AAAAAAAAABI/6cHv4Ay8U3g/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-2931348693982576642</id><published>2007-02-02T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T13:17:35.139+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='零碎事'/><title type='text'>Guess who?</title><content type='html'>Guess who this is? Opps no need to guess.. the name is there.. :D &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/RcLJTe-RR9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/IZM_Q9Eau1M/s1600-h/siti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026801470667835346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/RcLJTe-RR9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/IZM_Q9Eau1M/s320/siti.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-2931348693982576642?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/2931348693982576642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=2931348693982576642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/2931348693982576642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/2931348693982576642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2007/02/guess-who.html' title='Guess who?'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/RcLJTe-RR9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/IZM_Q9Eau1M/s72-c/siti.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-6488855466252453494</id><published>2007-02-02T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T13:15:00.131+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='好笑的'/><title type='text'>After 6 weeks....6 months....6 years</title><content type='html'>Dating process:&lt;br /&gt;6 weeks : I love U, I love U, I love U.&lt;br /&gt;6 months : Of course I love U.&lt;br /&gt;6 years : GOD, if I didn't love U, then why the hell did I propose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back from Work:&lt;br /&gt;6 weeks : Honey, I'm home.&lt;br /&gt;6 months : BACK!!&lt;br /&gt;6 years : What did your mom cook for us today??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gifts:&lt;br /&gt;6 weeks : Honey, I really hope you liked the ring.&lt;br /&gt;6 months : I bought you a painting; it would fit the motif in the living room.&lt;br /&gt;6 years : Here's the money. Buy yourself something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phone Ringing:&lt;br /&gt;6 weeks : Baby, somebody wants you on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;6 months : Here, for you.&lt;br /&gt;6 years : PHONE RINGING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooking:&lt;br /&gt;6 weeks : I never knew food could taste so good!&lt;br /&gt;6 months : What are we having for dinner tonight?&lt;br /&gt;6 years : AGAIN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apology:&lt;br /&gt;6 weeks : Honey muffin, don't you worry, Ill never hold this against you.&lt;br /&gt;6 months : Watch out! Don't do it again.&lt;br /&gt;6 years : What's not to understand about what I just said??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Dress:&lt;br /&gt;6 weeks : Oh my God, you look like an angel in that dress.&lt;br /&gt;6 months : You bought a new dress again???&lt;br /&gt;6 years : How much did THAT cost me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planning for Vacations:&lt;br /&gt;6 weeks : How do 2 weeks in Vienna or anywhere you please sound??&lt;br /&gt;6 months : What's so bad about going to Istanbul on a charter plane?&lt;br /&gt;6 years : Travel? What's so bad about staying home???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TV:&lt;br /&gt;6 weeks : Baby, what would you like us to watch tonight?&lt;br /&gt;6 months : I like this movie.&lt;br /&gt;6 years : I'm going to watch ESPN, if you're not in the mood, go to bed, I can stay up by myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-6488855466252453494?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/6488855466252453494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=6488855466252453494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/6488855466252453494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/6488855466252453494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2007/02/after-6-weeks6-months6-years.html' title='After 6 weeks....6 months....6 years'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-955616045220949780</id><published>2007-02-02T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T13:09:43.511+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='好笑的'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='有意义的'/><title type='text'>Malaysian Mathematics, Sad But True...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(Prim3: NOT DONE BY ME!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it most alarming that Malaysian schools teach our children the wrong things. I mean, can the children really apply what they are taught in school later in life? For example, can you imagine a mathematics question in a recent examination as follows?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If an egg costs fifty Sen, and if you buy one-eighth of the egg, how much would you have to pay?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who in heaven's name will want to buy one-eighth of an egg? The shopkeeper will probably think you are crazy and he will be equally stupid to break the egg and measure one-eighth for you. Yet, this is how they structure the questions in Malaysianschools. Why not pose questions that would be more useful later in life when you go out into the world to earn your living?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To help Malaysia's Ministry of Education bid to face the realities of life, we are suggesting some questions they could use in our classrooms:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUESTION 1&lt;br /&gt;If you drive from Kuala Lumpur to Penang along the PLUS Highway and there are four speed traps along the way, and if each speed trap would cost you RM300.00 in fines, how much in fines would you accumulate by the time you reach Penang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER (Choose one)&lt;br /&gt;1. I would not suffer any fines as the oncoming cars would flash their headlights and I would slow down before coming to the speed trap.&lt;br /&gt;2. I would only need to pay a total of RM80.00 as I would pay a RM20.00 bribe at each speed trap.&lt;br /&gt;3. I would not be stopped as I am a UMNO Wakil Rakyat so I am exempted from speed traps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUESTION 2&lt;br /&gt;If your Bumiputera company is awarded a RM150 million government contract, and you make a 20% profit, how much profit would be at the end of the contract period?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER (Choose one)&lt;br /&gt;1. I will not be making a 20% profit as I would have to pay the Minister 10% and UMNO 5%.&lt;br /&gt;2. I would make 30% profit, which is the progress payment I receive, after which I will abandon the project and let the government call for re-tender.&lt;br /&gt;3. My company will not make any profit at all as I will siphon out all the profits and show a loss to avoid paying corporate tax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUESTION 3&lt;br /&gt;If the ruling party obtained 54% of the popular votes in the last election and won 151 or 80% of the seats, and if it saw an increase of 10% in votes this election, how many more seats would it gain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER (Choose one)&lt;br /&gt;1. The ruling party will not show a 10% increase in votes, as it will stuff the ballot box with another 20% to give it a 30% vote increase.&lt;br /&gt;2. The ruling party will win a...(Sorry, there were some lost words here, I can't figure out what it was)... which are the newly created seats in the delineation exercise recently done.&lt;br /&gt;3. The ruling party has already decided it will win 90% of the seats and the votes have nothing to do with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUESTION 4&lt;br /&gt;If the national petroleum company, Petronas, pays a 5% royalty to Terengganu State and if the amount paid is RM800,000,000 per year, how much should Petronas have in the bank accumulated over the last 25 years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER (Choose one)&lt;br /&gt;1. Nobody is supposed to know as Petronas need not show its accounts to anyone except the Prime Minister and this information comes under the Official Secrets Act.&lt;br /&gt;2. Petronas earns only 50% of its petroleum revenue from Terengganu so Petronas' total income accumulated in the banks over 25 years should be RM800 billion.&lt;br /&gt;3. Petronas has nothing accumulated in the bank as all the money has spent bailing out companies and finance mega projects.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-955616045220949780?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/955616045220949780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=955616045220949780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/955616045220949780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/955616045220949780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2007/02/malaysian-mathematics-sad-but-true.html' title='Malaysian Mathematics, Sad But True...'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-877304557631707049</id><published>2007-01-30T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T18:08:16.315+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='好笑的'/><title type='text'>A Prayer for the Stressed!!!</title><content type='html'>Dear God:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grant me the serenity to accept the things i cannot change,&lt;br /&gt;the courage to change things i cannot accept,&lt;br /&gt;and the wisdom to hide those bodies of those people&lt;br /&gt;i had to kill today because they pissed me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, help me to be careful of those toes i step on today&lt;br /&gt;as they may be connected to the ass that&lt;br /&gt;i may have to kiss tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me to always give 100% at work ......&lt;br /&gt;14% on Monday&lt;br /&gt;22% on Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;30% on Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;24% on Thursday&lt;br /&gt;10% on Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And help me to remember ......&lt;br /&gt;when i'm having a really bad day,&lt;br /&gt;and it seems that people are trying to piss me off,&lt;br /&gt;that it takes 34 muscles to frown but&lt;br /&gt;only 4 to extend my middle finger and say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;' BITE ME ! '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-877304557631707049?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/877304557631707049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=877304557631707049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/877304557631707049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/877304557631707049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2007/01/prayer-for-stressed.html' title='A Prayer for the Stressed!!!'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-3294081384280214044</id><published>2007-01-30T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T18:03:45.760+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='好笑的'/><title type='text'>Siti Child Name if......</title><content type='html'>Scenario berbeza sekiranya CT berkahwin dengan orang lain. Apakah nama anak perempuan mereka nanti?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) kalau kawin dgn org Jepun, mereka akn namakan anaknya HONDA SITI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) kalau Kawin dengan orang media, anaknya nanti bersama PUBLI SITI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Kalau kawin dengan developer, anaknya nanti bernama SITI SQUARE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Kalau dapat anak kembar, dua2 nanti namanya TWIN SITI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Kalau kawin dgn professor, anknya nnti dinamakan UNIVER SITI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Kalau kawin dgn pelakon filem Cathay Keris tahun 60an, nama anaknya ialah SITI TANJUNG PAHANG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Kalau kawin dengan Menteri Pelancongan, nama anaknya nnt ialah SITI SITI MALAYSIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Kalau kawin dengan Tun Mahathir, anaknya nanti bernama SITI HASMAH BARU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Kalau kawin dgn org TNB, anaknya nanti bernama ELEKTRIK SITI&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-3294081384280214044?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/3294081384280214044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=3294081384280214044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/3294081384280214044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/3294081384280214044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2007/01/siti-child-name-if.html' title='Siti Child Name if......'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-3627697413865787590</id><published>2007-01-30T17:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T18:02:31.220+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活点滴'/><title type='text'>Now you see, now you don't</title><content type='html'>Another 2 weeks without updates.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately been involved in many things.. one of my friends just came back from Australia.. I thought he is back for good.. who knows just for hols.. -.-" anyway, his best fren is supposed to organize a welcome back dinner for him last saturday.. a steamboat dinner at Hornbill's.. but who knows this tiao keh dude just suddenly disappeared on that day.. hahaha.. everyone was bz looking for him.. since he had gone from malaysia for quite some time.. all we got is his house phone number.. even handphone number also don't have.. anyway.. we did managed to find him on Sunday.. and he said he will pick us up that day (I got this message from Pui).. ok then.. I thought can go and enjoy myself to a good meal.. who knows.. no idea what the heck.. then I know they were planning to go for fragging instead of eating.. ouch!! they are still the same ol' games maniac.. ahahaha.. It had been a long time since I last fragged.. we fragged from 6pm to around 10pm.. then we went to eat at Jln Song.. Wow.. It was like they wanted to kill me.. leave the innocent me starving like that until that time.. ahahaha.. but it was a good time.. having back to the good ol' days of "Frag-and-nothing-else-I-cared" uni life.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Pui finally got a job.. somewhere in Kuching.. although I don't really know the details of his job.. something related to programming I think.. but this dude had to think many many times before agreeing to it.. haha.. considering about the pay, the location, etc.. but what the heck.. everything had a start.. once you had the experience and knowledge and skills.. it's you who chooses the job, not the job chooses you.. this is something we all will experience.. so we have to look to the long-term future, and not the short-term one.. anyway, it's great for him.. and of cause for me, since he has like owed me so many meals already.. I am gonna have it back all at one go.. muahahhaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, had been watching Death Note lately.. not the manga.. not the movie, but the anime.. And I must say it is the next great thing I had ever watched.. people say the movie kind of dropped the whole series down.. and I can understand why after following the anime.. (I watched the movie first.. good thing for me).. the anime is much more detailed and more exciting than the movie.. The movie feels like it's kinda rushed.. and besides.. you can't really expect to fill 30++ episodes of anime into one or two movies.. ouch! and even though the anime is longer, there's still many parts not clear since it requires a lot of thinking and reasoning just to get the whole picture together.. all in all, I love the anime and enjoyed every moment of it.. I kind of watched 14 episodes all at one go.. haha.. great digestive system to absorp all the stories? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops.. forgot to intro: Death Note is about a guy who somehow managed to pick up a Death God's notebook.. any name written into this book by the owner will die.. the owner, Light used it to kill off criminals in Japan.. the police, with the help of a genius detective, L, attempts to find out who this person is and to stop him.. I am not saying that I 100% agree with what Light is doing.. even though they are criminals, we as humans do not have the right to decide on the life of others.. That is something only God can do.. what I enjoy about this series is how Light and L attempts to find out who the other one is and to get them to admit their crime/reveal his name.. ok enough of blabbering.. any more thing from me will become a serious spoiler for those haven watched..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hands getting tired.. prepare to go back luuuuu... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-3627697413865787590?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/3627697413865787590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=3627697413865787590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/3627697413865787590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/3627697413865787590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2007/01/now-you-see-now-you-dont_30.html' title='Now you see, now you don&apos;t'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-7030675897575960369</id><published>2007-01-16T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T22:21:22.065+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活点滴'/><title type='text'>Busy, busy, busy</title><content type='html'>Lately really no time to update blogs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at work, busy with work of course.. (duh!)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after work, busy with TV and resting.. and busy finding the best deal for a new handphone.. I WAN THE MOTOROLA V3i!!!! WHO CAN HELP ME????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weekends, busy with something.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anybody wanna help me post things here? can become co-authors ;) just let me know! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-7030675897575960369?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/7030675897575960369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=7030675897575960369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/7030675897575960369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/7030675897575960369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2007/01/lately-really-no-time-to-update-blogs.html' title='Busy, busy, busy'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-9134920673256910874</id><published>2007-01-16T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T22:08:37.191+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='好笑的'/><title type='text'>Marriage Choices</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;There is a man who has three girlfriends, but he does not know which one to marry. So he decides to give each one $5000 and see how each of them spends it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The first one goes out and gets a total makeover with the money. She gets new clothes, a new hairdo, manicure, pedicure, the works, and tells the man, "I spent the money so I could look pretty for you because I love you so much."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The second one went out and bought new golf clubs, a CD player, a television, and a stereo and gives them to the man. She says, "I bought these gifts for you with the money because I love you so much."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The third one takes the $5000 and invests it in the stock market, doubles her investment, returns the $5000 to the man and reinvests the rest. She says, "I am investing the rest of the money for our future because I love you so much."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The man thought long and hard about how each of the women spent the money and decided to marry:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The one with prettiest face :P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-9134920673256910874?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/9134920673256910874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=9134920673256910874' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/9134920673256910874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/9134920673256910874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2007/01/marriage-choices.html' title='Marriage Choices'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-8427817278131923487</id><published>2007-01-16T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T22:09:43.152+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='好笑的'/><title type='text'>Divorce News</title><content type='html'>An elderly man in Phoenix calls his son in New York and says, "I hate to ruin your day, but I have to tell you that your mother and I are divorcing; forty-five years of misery is enough."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pop, what are you talking about?" the son screams."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can't stand the sight of each other any longer," the old man says "We're sick of each other, and I'm sick of talking about this, so you call your sister in Chicago and tell her," and he hangs up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frantic, the son calls his sister, who explodes on the phone. "Like hell they're getting divorced," she shouts, "I'll take care of this." She calls Phoenix immediately, and screams at the old man, "You are NOT getting divorced. Don't do a single thing until I get there. I'm calling my brother back, and we'll both be there tomorrow. Until then, don't do a thing, DO YOU HEAR ME?" and hangs up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old man hangs up his phone, too, and turns to his wife. "Okay," he says, "they're coming for Thanksgiving. Now what do we tell them for Christmas?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-8427817278131923487?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/8427817278131923487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=8427817278131923487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/8427817278131923487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/8427817278131923487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2007/01/divorce-news.html' title='Divorce News'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-6699061399671458320</id><published>2007-01-10T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T16:42:02.411+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活点滴'/><title type='text'>New Year New Hope</title><content type='html'>Finally! The beginning of a new year! After the long hols.. longing for CNY to come faster instead.. haha.. guess that's the perfect human reaction.. always wanted to enjoy and not work.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last weekend was one heck weekend.. Since there's a request from a customer, so we had to bring him to Miri to do some corrective work.. Going to Miri? seems like normal right? yeah right.. if it's using flight then it's normal.. but we had to use car!!! wow.. it's the first time I had ever travelled so far.. and it's a VERY long journey.. Kch-&gt;Sibu ~ 6hrs, Sibu-&gt;Bintulu ~ 3hrs and Bintulu-&gt;Miri ~ 3hrs.. all in all.. one whole day for the entire journey to and fro (24hrs).. for west malaysians, this is acceptable.. (I used bus from Segamat to Penang and it took about 10hrs and I didn't feel anything, but tat was highways we were talking about).. For sarawak, the so-called "highway" is ermm.. not so highway after all.. the roads winding here and there.. and got many holes.. all caused by those heavy trucks passing by.. ouch! sit inside the car oso backache.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Deleted due to licensing issues-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-6699061399671458320?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/6699061399671458320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=6699061399671458320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/6699061399671458320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/6699061399671458320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-year-new-hope.html' title='New Year New Hope'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-3109742911335729499</id><published>2006-12-29T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T15:12:14.546+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='恭祝大家'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>Lack of update.. now having serious hols mood.. too many hols at yrs end.. haha.. only want to enjoy and enjoy and enjoy only at this time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, wishing everybody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!! May 2007 brings a better year to everybody (and me too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-3109742911335729499?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/3109742911335729499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=3109742911335729499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/3109742911335729499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/3109742911335729499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-6727256183424249317</id><published>2006-12-25T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T22:29:38.004+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='有意义的'/><title type='text'>How bad is ur temper according to your horoscope</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;ARIES March 21 April 20&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing seems to ruffle you more than a lack of discipline, disloyalty and decorum.But Arians are also known to go into a rage very easily when challenged. Those of you who have been on the receiving end of the Aries  temper know that if not calmed down they can even get violent. But one  thing is certain if the opponent remains calm and does not react to their  outburst, Arians cool down very fast.They are also the first to  apologize, which makes them easier to forgive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TAURUS April 21 May 20&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are generally quiet and have control over your emotions. It is difficult to predict what will upset you, so when you do lose  your cool, people don't know how to react. Your temper is like that of a raging  bull,  and anyone trying to pacify you will be the first one to get a  verbal  bashing. You generally get upset when you are cornered or when people accuse you of doing something wrong. You also hate being reminded  about  stakes you've made in the past. You also have the potential  to  be  terribly vindictive if rubbed the wrong way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GEMINI May 21 June 20&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You are recognised by your cheerful disposition and your jovial nature is not easily susceptible to anger. In fact, you are the best person to  have  around when there is an ugly scene at a party you can bring the  warring  factions together quite diplomatically. But when you lose your  cool,you  yell and scream and will not listen to reason. You must have the last  word  in a wordy ! duel. Your capacity to argue aggressively is matched  only by   your seductive c harm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CANCER June 21 July 21&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considering how charming, caring, and kind you are, you  dislike unpleasant scenes, much less creating one yourself. You have great tolerance and rarely get provoked into losing your temper. If someone is  unreasonable or trying to create trouble, you are more likely to walk away  quietly.  But that does not mean you do not have a temper. When  angry, in your effort  to control your emotions, you tremble, your hands get  sweaty, and at times you  fumble for words. Tears roll down your eyes  easily  and  the  opponent  is touched by your innocence and will seek an apology  immediately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LEO July 22 August 21&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If ! anyone has total control over their emotions, it is you.  But then,you  can be  described as stiff, cold and uncaring. You are known to lack  spontaneity but you really don't care about opinions. You don't  like 2  create scenes and will never accept invitations to a party  where you  suspect the presence of an unruly lot. But your very presence seems  challenging to some and they take vicarious pleasure in your disquiet.  When  angry you can use very critical language. A dressing-down can humiliate  your opponent, causing a strain between both of you forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VIRGO August 22 September 21&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of you are gentle and have full control over your emotions,  but those  of you given to temper tantrums can certainly get violent. When see  thing  with rage, you yell and shout and tend to break things lying  close at  hand. You can even harm yourself by banging your hands on a glass top  table or wall. You should never get into any argument, for you are a  sore  loser. You  feel that others are trying to persecute you and don't quite  respect your opinions. When hurt, you can also hold grudges forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIBRA September 22 October 22&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did someone say that you are the charmers of the zodiac? Well, it's true.  Few have ever seen you ruffled or angry. You are very conscious of your  image, and you believe that anger distorts your face and personality.You  also think u r above things like anger. But wait before you get into  self-congratulatory mood. Your family or those very close to you know u  better. You have an unmatched temper amongst all the zodiac  signs,and what  makes it worse is your capacity to justify it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SCORPIO October 23 November 21&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course you don't lose your cool. But your very demeanour (manner) projects haughtiness (arrogance, pride), pride and grand disdain (disregard)  for lesser mortals (humans). Others are often found saying  that anger sits on your nose, and you are raring to give your peace of  mind to the first person  who tries to act funny with you. You are  selective in the choice of your friends, and have a low tolerance  for  the  superfluous (extra) types. Your tongue-lashing (attack) is generally in  a  soft hissing tone, for when you scream your voice tends to get shrill  and  loud, and you do  hate drawing attention  to yourself! When upset,  you   are  angrier with  yourself for having shown weakness, for the last thing  that  Scorpio wants to show is being  out of control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAGITTARIUS November 22 December 20&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You are insensible and generally have complete no control over your emotions. You do get angry quickly and others marvel at your anger levels  even when provoked. Actually, you get tongue-tied when angry and you  will  remove your anger waiting for the other person to calm down. Then you  will  reason with your opponent and convince the other person in a very gentle  manner that the whole thing was just his mistake . You're also likely to totally sever ties with someone when you're upset with them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CAPRICORN December 21 January 19&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few will believe that a hardcore practical and materialistic person like  you is capable of sensitivity and genuine emotions. You  project a hard  exterior but are actually very sensitive, a trait you successfully hide  from others. You can be seething with anger but will not betray  your  feelings.But then there are times that even you cannot control your temper. Under such circumstances you can shout and scream, more with frustration at the situation than with anger at any particular person. Your  outbursts can shock others and can make them feel guilty too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AQUARIUS January 20 February 18&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are noble and kind and dislike losing control over your  emotions. It  is very rare for you to get angry. You are also the pacifier in situations  that involve arguments. It is always your endeavour to be perfect and  socially correct in your behaviour and attitude, but if misunderstood  and  slighted yo! u can give in to an angry outburst. You will shout and scream  and then walk out from the scene. You cannot easily forget the situation  and will be bitter about it for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PISCES February 19 March 20&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that can be said about you dreamers is that  you appear  even more attractive when angry. You are very sensitive to others  feelings,so you rarely hurt them. But when others tend to hurt you, then  things take a nasty turn. You will yell and use harsh words, and feel  inclined to shake everything and everyone up. Your creative imagery  is  at  its  best when angry, and you tend to get pretty dramatic. When upset,  you  refuse  to listen to reason and wish to be left alone. But once you calm  down, you repent your tantrums and seek forgiveness. So nobody can ! be upset with you for too long&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-6727256183424249317?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/6727256183424249317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=6727256183424249317' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/6727256183424249317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/6727256183424249317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/12/how-bad-is-ur-temper-according-to-your.html' title='How bad is ur temper according to your horoscope'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-6829887865667555354</id><published>2006-12-25T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T22:26:01.184+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='恭祝大家'/><title type='text'>MERRY XMAS!</title><content type='html'>MERRY CHRISTMAS TO EVERYBODY!!! HOPE EVERYBODY GOT THE PRESENTS THEY WANT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and don't forget to give me mine too ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-6829887865667555354?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/6829887865667555354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=6829887865667555354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/6829887865667555354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/6829887865667555354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-xmas.html' title='MERRY XMAS!'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-8192468853614772581</id><published>2006-12-17T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T14:15:35.238+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='好歌、好戏、好东西'/><title type='text'>Chocolate review.. not 1 but 2..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Choc 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/RYTdcmFiHGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/YWDy3ro25Wc/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009372168872664162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/RYTdcmFiHGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/YWDy3ro25Wc/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum bought this at KLIA, when we were returning home.. from the outside.. seems like will be delicious.. chocs.. covered in mint! yum yum!.. and I thought there will be a lot of bars inside.. and very big bars..! (notice how big the box is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/RYTeA2FiHHI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ptH0IXQLR4k/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009372791642922098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/RYTeA2FiHHI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ptH0IXQLR4k/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man.. who knows the box so thick inside.. each bar so small one!! arghhhh.. but anyway, it's delicious.. not too sweet.. and the mint mix well with the chocs in the mouth.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Choc 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/RYTe2GFiHII/AAAAAAAAAAo/aPd76hIb8V8/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009373706470956162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/RYTe2GFiHII/AAAAAAAAAAo/aPd76hIb8V8/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one actually came in a pack of three: Ghana Milk Chocolate (shown in pic), Ghana Dark Chocolate and Borneo Chocolate with nuts.. the dark chocolate is already in my stomache while the nuts one already missing.. (donno where my mum took it or whom she gave it to.. lol) anyway, the dark choc is really nice.. not very sweet at all.. a little little bit bitter.. 甘甜 if i should say it.. very fine choc and melts in the mouth.. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-8192468853614772581?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/8192468853614772581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=8192468853614772581' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/8192468853614772581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/8192468853614772581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/12/chocolate-review-not-1-but-2.html' title='Chocolate review.. not 1 but 2..'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/RYTdcmFiHGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/YWDy3ro25Wc/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-107658921724339129</id><published>2006-12-17T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T13:16:00.872+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='好歌、好戏、好东西'/><title type='text'>好歌分享</title><content type='html'>黄品冠 - 无可救药&lt;br /&gt;作词:阿信  作曲:品冠 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;暗恋是一种礼貌&lt;br /&gt;暗地里盖一座城堡&lt;br /&gt;然后再当你的警卫跑腿和小猫&lt;br /&gt;随时你要我重关电脑&lt;br /&gt;随时你要我随传随到&lt;br /&gt;买面包鸡排和水饺&lt;br /&gt;你每次对着我笑&lt;br /&gt;你的笑里面有毒药&lt;br /&gt;我看着你出了神还丢掉了解药&lt;br /&gt;可能你从来没感觉到&lt;br /&gt;最好你永远感觉不到&lt;br /&gt;爱上你越来越无可救药&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一天一天越来越无可救药&lt;br /&gt;一生一次爱你到无可救药&lt;br /&gt;我才慢慢体会到&lt;br /&gt;幸福是被爱的人需要&lt;br /&gt;一天一天越来越无可救药&lt;br /&gt;一生一次爱你到无可救药&lt;br /&gt;我才狠狠决定要&lt;br /&gt;就爱吧就唱吧就不逃&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你每次对着我笑&lt;br /&gt;你的笑里面有毒药&lt;br /&gt;我看着你出了神还丢掉了解药&lt;br /&gt;可能你从来没感觉到&lt;br /&gt;最好你永远感觉不到&lt;br /&gt;爱上你越来越无可救药&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一天一天越来越无可救药&lt;br /&gt;一生一次爱你到无可救药&lt;br /&gt;我才慢慢体会到&lt;br /&gt;幸福是被爱的人需要&lt;br /&gt;一天一天越来越无可救药&lt;br /&gt;一生一次爱你到无可救药&lt;br /&gt;我才狠狠决定要&lt;br /&gt;就爱吧就唱吧就不逃&lt;br /&gt;爱你到无可救药&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一天一天越来越无可救药&lt;br /&gt;一生一次爱你到无可救药&lt;br /&gt;我才慢慢体会到&lt;br /&gt;幸福是被爱的人需要&lt;br /&gt;一天一天越来越无可救药&lt;br /&gt;一生一次爱你到无可救药&lt;br /&gt;我才慢慢体会到&lt;br /&gt;幸福是被爱的人需要&lt;br /&gt;一天一天越来越无可救药&lt;br /&gt;一生一次爱你到无可救药&lt;br /&gt;我才狠狠决定要&lt;br /&gt;就爱吧就唱吧就不逃&lt;br /&gt;爱你到无可救药&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;My sis wan me to send this song to my XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX (whatever that means.. haha)??? no idea why.. maybe something to do with the lyrics.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-107658921724339129?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/107658921724339129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=107658921724339129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/107658921724339129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/107658921724339129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html' title='好歌分享'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-842624785814986834</id><published>2006-12-17T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T12:27:29.270+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='有意义的'/><title type='text'>Motivation: 90-10 principle</title><content type='html'>Discover the 90/10 Principle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will change your life (at least the way you react to situations).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is this principle? 10% of life is made up of what happens to you. 90% of life is decided by how you react.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does this mean? We really have no control over 10% of what happens to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cannot stop the car from breaking down. The plane will be late arriving, which throws our whole schedule off. A driver may cut us off in traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have no control over this 10%. The other 90% is different. You determine the other 90%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How? ....By your reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cannot control a red light. but you can control your reaction. Don't let people fool you; YOU can control how you react.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's use an example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are eating breakfast with your family. Your daughter knocks over a cup of coffee onto your business shirt. You have no control over what just happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens next will be determined by how you react.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You curse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You harshly scold your daughter for knocking the cup over. She breaks down in tears. After scolding her, you turn to your spouse and criticize her for placing the cup too close to the edge of the table. A short verbal battle follows. You storm upstairs and change your shirt. Back downstairs, you find your daughter has been too busy crying to finish breakfast and get ready for school. She misses the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your spouse must leave immediately for work. You rush to the car and drive your daughter to school. Because you are late, you drive 40 miles an hour in a 30 mph speed limit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a 15-minute delay and throwing $60 traffic fine away, you arrive at school. Your daughter runs into the building without saying goodbye. After arriving at the office 20 minutes late, you find you forgot your briefcase. Your day has started terrible. As it continues, it seems to get worse and worse. You look forward to coming home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you arrive home, you find small wedge in your relationship with your spouse and daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? .. Because of how you reacted in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did you have a bad day?&lt;br /&gt;A) Did the coffee cause it?&lt;br /&gt;B) Did your daughter cause it?&lt;br /&gt;C) Did the policeman cause it?&lt;br /&gt;D) Did you cause it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer is "D".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had no control over what happened with the coffee. How you reacted in those 5 seconds is what caused your bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what could have and should have happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffee splashes over you. Your daughter is about to cry. You gently say, "Its ok honey, you just need to be more careful next time". Grabbing a towel you rush upstairs. After grabbing a new shirt and your briefcase, you come back down in time to look through the window and see your child getting on the bus. She turns and waves. You arrive 5 minutes early and cheerfully greet the staff. Your boss comments on how good the day you are having.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice the difference?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two different scenarios. Both started the same. Both ended different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of how you REACTED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You really do not have any control over 10% of what happens. The other 90% was determined by your reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some ways to apply the 90/10 principle. If someone says something negative about you, don't be a sponge. Let the attack roll off like water on glass. You don't have to let the negative comment affect you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;React properly and it will not ruin your day. A wrong reaction could result in losing a friend, being fired, getting stressed out etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you react if someone cuts you off in traffic? Do you lose your temper? Pound on the steering wheel? A friend of mine had the steering wheel fall off) Do you curse? Does your blood pressure skyrocket? Do you try and bump them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO CARES if you arrive ten seconds later at work? Why let the cars ruin your drive?&lt;br /&gt;Remember the 90/10 principle, and do not worry about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are told you lost your job. Why lose sleep and get irritated? It will work out. Use your worrying energy and time into finding another job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plane is late; it is going to mangle your schedule for the day. Why take outpour frustration on the flight attendant? She has no control over what is going on. Use your time to study, get to know the other passenger. Why get stressed out? It will just make things worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you know the 90-10 principle. Apply it and you will be amazed at the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will lose nothing if you try it. The 90-10 principle is incredible. Very few know and apply this principle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The result? Millions of people are suffering from undeserved stress, trials, problems and heartache. We all must understand and apply the 90/10 principle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It CAN change your life!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-842624785814986834?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/842624785814986834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=842624785814986834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/842624785814986834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/842624785814986834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/12/motivation-90-10-principle.html' title='Motivation: 90-10 principle'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-8162184023019072144</id><published>2006-12-17T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T13:22:46.056+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='有意义的'/><title type='text'>Are you a carrot, an egg, or a coffee bean?</title><content type='html'>A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life, and how things were so hard for her. She said she did not know how she was going to make it, and felt like she just wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling... It seemed as if when one problem was solved, a new one arose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her mother calmly took her into the kitchen. She filled three pots with water, and placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came to a boil. In the first pot, her mother placed carrots; in the second she placed eggs; and in the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil, without saying a word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In about 20 minutes, she turned off the burners. She then fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them into a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turning to her daughter, she asked, "Tell me, what do you see?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Carrots, eggs, and coffee," she replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her mother brought her over closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they were soft. The mother then asked the daughter to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard boiled egg. Finally, the mother asked the daughter to sip the coffee... The daughter smiled as she tasted its rich aroma. The daughter then asked, "What does it mean, mother?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her mother explained that each of these objects had faced the exact same adversity ... boiling water . And each reacted differently. The carrot went in strong, hard, and unrelenting. However after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak, more pliable. The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid-like interior, but after sitting in the boiling water, its inside became hardened. The ground coffee beans were unique, however. After they were in the boiling water, they had changed the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Which are you?", she asked her daughter. "When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg, or a coffee bean?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of this: 'Which am I?' Am I the carrot that seems strong...but with pain and adversity do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit... but after a death, a breakup, a financial hardship, or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff? Does my shell look the same... but on the inside am I bitter and tough, with a stiff spirit and hardened heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot water... the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are like the bean... when things are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you. When the hour is the darkest and trials are their greatest... do you elevate yourself to another level? How do you handle adversity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a carrot, an egg, or a coffee bean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Stolen from a err... (donno what to call that person.. a friend maybe)'s blog.. quite meaningful.. I think I am an egg.. what do you think? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-8162184023019072144?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/8162184023019072144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=8162184023019072144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/8162184023019072144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/8162184023019072144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/12/are-you-carrot-egg-or-coffee-bean.html' title='Are you a carrot, an egg, or a coffee bean?'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-2697750970703632235</id><published>2006-12-17T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T12:02:36.428+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='好歌、好戏、好东西'/><title type='text'>Eragon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/RYS_eWFiHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8ZmuSWRPhJU/s1600-h/eragon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009339213588601938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/RYS_eWFiHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8ZmuSWRPhJU/s320/eragon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Release date:&lt;/strong&gt; December 15, 2006 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Genre:&lt;/strong&gt; Action&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Running time:&lt;/strong&gt; 104 min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cast:&lt;/strong&gt; Ed Speleers, Jeremy Irons, Sienna Guillory, Robert Carlyle, Djimon Hounsou, Garrett Hedlund, Joss Stone, Rachel Weisz, John Malkovich&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;When Eragon finds a polished blue stone in the forest, he thinks it's the lucky discovery of a poor farm boy; maybe now he'll be able to buy food for the winter for his family. But when the stone turns out to be an egg from which a baby dragon is hatched, Eragon realizes he has stumbled upon a legacy nearly as old as the Empire itself. Overnight his simple life is shattered, and he is thrust into a perilous new world of destiny, magic, and power. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With only an ancient sword and the advice of an old storyteller for guidance, Eragon and the fledgling dragon must navigate the dangerous terrain and dark enemies of an Empire ruled by a king whose evil knows no bounds. Can Eragon take up the mantle of the legendary Dragon Riders? The fate of the Empire may rest in his hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on the best-selling novel by Christopher Paolini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch this movie with Pui and CKS on Friday night at 11pm.. Not a bad movie.. and it's the first of a trilogy (means 3 parts).. as I had always enjoyed fantasy movies (and games.. remember baldur's gate? my all time fav), it is quite enjoyable for me.. at first I thought what the heck is Eragon.. after a while into the movie.. then I know it's the name of one character in the movie.. ohhh.. after that I know then this movie will be all about him.. and he will be the superhero.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, recommended to all fellow fantasy movie lovers.. and one more thing.. how did the little dragon grew up in mere seconds????!!! =.="&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-2697750970703632235?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/2697750970703632235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=2697750970703632235' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/2697750970703632235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/2697750970703632235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/12/eragon.html' title='Eragon'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/RYS_eWFiHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8ZmuSWRPhJU/s72-c/eragon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-777149303480374771</id><published>2006-12-17T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T11:53:55.706+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活点滴'/><title type='text'>Back at last.. from vacation..</title><content type='html'>Wow.. just back from my trip with my family on Wednesday.. and had my leave on Thurs and Fri.. But tomolo had to go back to work again.. seems like just yesterday I was enjoying myself.. time flies.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genting was our first destination.. hehe.. seems like every trip we had sure cant escape from Genting? well, that's because my mum is a fond admirer of the casino (deng deng deng).. so of course it is a must-visit place :D I did went in and tried a hand or two also.. but ZZZzzzz lost a bit of money.. but oh well, I did enjoy in there.. and it had been a long time did I went to the outdoor theme park in Genting.. old already perhaps? those theme park things cant seem to attract me already.. haha.. but I did take a lot of pics around there.. will post in a photo album soon.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that my parents and sis went to KL and Melaka.. one day KL and 3days Melaka.. But I actually spent more time in KL and didn't follow the team.. as my main purpose going travelling is to visit my long-lost friends.. haha.. and it's a bit taxing as I had to travel to and fro KL and Melaka.. My parents went to Mlk on Sun morning.. while I went to visit KMY, my best friend whom I had known for like 10+++ yrs.. haha.. we had a movie.. dinner and of course, chat and shopping.. after that only I make the journey to mlk on Sun night.. (no place to stay in KL duh..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on Mon afternoon.. went to KL again.. this time to visit another best friend TWK.. but I was so disgusted with the traffic condition in KL! I took the 12pm bus and end up arriving in KL at 3.30pm!! TRAFFIC JAM!!! when I reached putrajaya it's already time for dinner.. lol.. same story.. eat.. and chat and we had a good time.. stayed one night in TWK's house and went off to mlk again on Tues afternoon.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tues night.. my sis decided to treat us to Bei Zhan! the most famous restaurant in Mlk! wow.. the food was so nice!! we had dang gui chicken, yu piao soup, xiao bai cai, and BBQ yu pian.. all for only RM70.. cheap right? we ate so full and it was so rewarding :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok now.. my next target destination.. as always.. Hong Kong!!!! still saving money ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-777149303480374771?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/777149303480374771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=777149303480374771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/777149303480374771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/777149303480374771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/12/back-at-last-from-vacation.html' title='Back at last.. from vacation..'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-3252858726844248808</id><published>2006-12-06T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T18:27:57.657+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='零碎事'/><title type='text'>Account Suspended</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*NOTICE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ACCOUNT TEMPORARY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SUSPENDED DUE TO OWNER HAVING VACATION. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WILL BE BACK SOON.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-3252858726844248808?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/3252858726844248808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=3252858726844248808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/3252858726844248808'/><link rel='self' 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type='html'>最近大家庭里的成员寥寥无几。老大到海外旅游去了、老二读书、小弟们有的休假有的公干。剩下的只有老三和一两个小弟们，实在寂寞！但这几天里老三实在压力大！本来老三以为古晋大弟是一个忠的，能够把古晋交给他打理，实行自由正义。哪知，原来这位大弟平时也只是会说空话。平时嘴里满口声称要控制恶人，但他自己才是最大的恶人！原因在于一年一度的 VHF annual test 是他主持。其他 annual test 都是由两个人办的。唯有大弟的却每次都要三个人。有人说大弟是因为没本事，但老三就是不信。这次他尽量不让“第三者”大弟一起去。但大弟却死命要多一个人同去。还用老大的名义威胁老三。他能带这么多人，其他人又不可以，那他们那里会服？？？而且这次也毫无准备。什么没带，要再多一个人带过去给他。有个恶人早已用这做借口和老三谈论了。不满的人应该会陆续来吧。天啊！想不到老三一直最信任的人却反过来咬他一口、带给他麻烦。那么以后老三还怎么依赖他、重用他？这叫做人心难测。真的是终于看清了人心最丑恶的那一面。从今以后，又少了一个正义人士。老三又得孤身作战了！加油吧老三！！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-5016158473021301965?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/5016158473021301965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=5016158473021301965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>Tomorrow is my last day! Oops.. I mean last day before my vacation begins! yeah.. tat's right.. having hols until next week.. Going to KL, Genting and Melaka with my family.. But while they are most likely going to shopping, my main purpose going there will be to meet friends.. So long time never seen some of them already.. so here's the chance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, will take chance to try out another new gadget! (review coming!) :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-7561309612868934970?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/7561309612868934970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=7561309612868934970' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/7561309612868934970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/7561309612868934970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/12/time-for-vacation.html' title='Time for vacation..'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-8344383510413821064</id><published>2006-11-29T09:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T19:13:24.790+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='好笑的'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='有意义的'/><title type='text'>Three Minute Management Course</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Lesson One&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An eagle was sitting on a tree resting, doing nothing. A small rabbit saw the eagle and asked him, "Can I also sit like you and do nothing?" The eagle answered: "Sure, why not?" So, the rabbit sat on the ground below the eagle and rested. All of a sudden, a fox appeared, jumped on the rabbit and ate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Management Lesson&lt;/strong&gt; - To be sitting and doing nothing, you must be sitting very, high up.&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson Two&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A turkey was chatting with a bull. "I would love to be able to get to the top of that tree," sighed the turkey, "but I haven't got the energy." "Well, why don't you nibble on some of my droppings?" replied the bull. "They're packed with nutrients." The turkey pecked at a lump of dung, and found it actually gave him enough strength to reach the lowest branch of the tree. The next day, after eating some more dung, he reached the second branch. Finally after the fourth night, the turkey was proudly perched at the top of the tree. He was promptly spotted by a farmer, who shot him out of the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Management Lesson&lt;/strong&gt; -Bull shit might get you to the top, but it won't keep you there.&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson Three&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little bird was flying south for the winter. It was so cold, the bird froze and fell to the ground into a large field. While he was lying there, a cow came by and dropped some dung on him. As the frozen bird lay there in the pile of cow dung, he began to realize how warm he was. The dung was actually thawing him out! He lay there all warm and happy, and soon began to sing for joy. A passing cat heard the bird singing and came to investigate. Following the sound, the cat discovered the bird under the pile of cow dung, and promptly dug him out and ate him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Management Lesson&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;(1) Not everyone who shits on you is your enemy.&lt;br /&gt;(2) Not everyone who gets you out of shit is your friend.&lt;br /&gt;(3) And when you're in deep shit, it's best to keep your mouth shut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This officially ends your three minute management course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-8344383510413821064?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/8344383510413821064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=8344383510413821064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/8344383510413821064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/8344383510413821064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/11/lesson-one-eagle-was-sitting-on-tree.html' title='Three Minute Management Course'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-1789276902852784383</id><published>2006-11-28T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T23:34:35.757+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='有意义的'/><title type='text'>Zodiac Sign</title><content type='html'>Something I got from an email:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ARIES MAN&lt;/strong&gt;   &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He always let other people walk in front of him, but he will get there first. He is a very careful guy and small obstacles won't make him fall easily even he thinks life is a very serious matter. He is as romantic as any other Zodiac. He could look gentle, but inside he is as strong as steel. Once he determines to do something, he is serious about doing it well. He will keep any pressure or insult deep down inside without showing emotion. You will never see his emotion of burden or disappointment and always wonder what he thinks or feels. He will well keep his feeling. You will never see a guy in this Zodiac involving in other people business. He always concern with his own business. Sometimes he can be talkative, but he will never give anyone advice if he has not been asked. If you ask for advice, he will certainly give you one. He respects elderly and senior, so you will see he is the type who visits his parents steadily or often. He is a slightly shy but also a stubborn person. He will find many ways to make you happy when you are with him, till you realize he is the important person for you. Once he is in the "Power Position", he will use his power gently. He is a good leader and "Gentleness" is one of his effective methods for exploiting his power. It is although he is borne to be a leader. He never hides his ambition, and he is a workaholic. He will not take any position that he has no control. He will work very hard to reach his goal and satisfaction. Compliment from his boss or superior are never enough for him, he wants his deserved reward. His deep insecurity makes him reach and collecting valuable things and this you may think he is stingy. Actually he could easily spending money to buy things, traveling or pay for things that makes him happy and he think necessary for his need. He care what other people think of him and want to get good comments or compliments. Outside he looks like stone and steel, but inside he is a fragile person. He will hide and cover up weak emotion and his sadness in order to maintain and keep up his "Image". One method of cover up you could easily notice is suddenly if he is quiet, cold, or act very strong or very secure.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Often, he feels insecure, even he is serious about his life and his own surrounding. This is the man who never hurries to get marry, so hardly sit back and regret about his marriage later. If he gets marry, he need to be very certain and very sure. It will take a long time for such decision, so if you tell him that you are "breaking up" , you better forget him for good because he will never coming back. He always keeps his promise. If he said he will meet you in your place in 2 hours then he will be there, unless there is a serious accident or unavoidable things happen. He hates people who are late for date or any appointment. He likes to think woman should be a follower and take care of family and working is a man duty. He does not like to compete with his girl friend or his wife at work because competition already exists with himself and other people. He will be very proud if he can afford and care for his family. Do not try to over power him or insult him, he can not stand it. He likes to be in control of every things, every situations. He like a "Classy Woman", if she also comes from a good family then it is a Plus. It will make him feel proud and very ego about her status. Flashy type of woman, forget it. He likes a perfect or a nearly perfect housewife. He tends to be possessive. He will not tell you if he is mad at you, but will act very moody to show you instead. He likes to hear sweet word and compliment so you can get his interest that way. If he approaches you to ask you out, do not act too stubborn or fooling around too much. He will get tired and just disappear. He has to feel confident when he is around you, so knowing this fact you should know what to do, right! If you want him, you have to make him feel like he is the most important person for you. He likes a kind hearted woman, polite and can get along with his family. When he feels sad, do not leave him alone, but be very supportive. Kind words and your smile will win him over, so this strong man will be like a chicken in your palm. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other zodiac, other gender one available upon request.. PM.. errrr, contact me!.. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-1789276902852784383?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/1789276902852784383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=1789276902852784383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/1789276902852784383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/1789276902852784383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/11/zodiac-sign.html' title='Zodiac Sign'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-8977976143263282830</id><published>2006-11-28T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T23:38:30.343+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='有意义的'/><title type='text'>冰咖啡？</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4258/3855/1600/1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" height="320" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4258/3855/320/1.jpg" width="251" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4258/3855/1600/2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4258/3855/320/2.jpg" 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/31584418-8977976143263282830?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/8977976143263282830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=8977976143263282830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/8977976143263282830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/8977976143263282830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post_28.html' title='冰咖啡？'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-294941311463679092</id><published>2006-11-27T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T12:59:32.510+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='真实故事'/><title type='text'>大家庭 PART7</title><content type='html'>话说有一位小弟，在几个礼拜前病倒了。但不是普通的病，而是大病：心脏病，而且有两条血管阻塞，相当严重。当时这位小弟到了诗巫公干。半夜不知干什么，突然在某地方晕倒了。他的故事有好多版本。一个是说诗巫小弟送他回酒店时，突然晕倒。但世事哪有那么突然的。另一个版本就比较容易令人致信，那就是那两位小弟在夜总会快乐时，突然晕倒。在夜总会能怎么快乐，相信各位比我还厉害。哈哈。由于小弟是“姓马”的，不可以赌、喝、嫖，所以这个版本当然不可乱乱外泄。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好了，经过一段休养，小弟总算康复了。但凡得了这种病的人，接下来必定不可以在过渡操劳。所以大家都很为他着想，故意在duty roster 里给他做 office hour，不做 shift duty。就是怕他一个人做晚班时，如果发生什么事的话，那怎么办才好？因为晚班都是一个人的。哪知好心没好报，这位小弟竟然不知好歹，在 duty roster 上写了一张纸条给老大和老三，跟他们说他要做 office hour。不对，如果是说说的话，才没那么火，他是在命令老大和老三！好大的胆子！难道老三会怕你吗？绝对不会！但可恶的是，老二竟然趁老三出外时，私自和老大商量此事。结果，这两位聪明人就决定满足他。他们说有什么事，就以小弟那张纸条做根据。老大老二啊！醒醒吧！如果有什么事，你们认为那张烂纸会有什么用吗？你们一定会被怪罪的。原因？1。你们身为头手，难道小弟要什么，你们就给什么吗？2。你们知道小弟的要求是不合理的，你们还给他，那不怪你们怪谁？不管了！想怎样就怎样吧。老三也不笨，是时候耍太极了 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;说到老二，他真的可以拿金马奖了。话说今天有一个会议，是顾客邀请过去的。老三好早就把邀请卡放到老二房里。老二一早来到时，和老三交代了待会儿有会要开。好啊，干嘛跟老三讲？要去就去啊。哪知？不久后，老二又到了老三房间那里，坐下来后，忽然说头痛！还把眼镜脱下来，头躺在桌上，好像真的！天啊！要头痛，早不痛，晚不痛，就是要开会了才痛？较早见面时，还好好的。难道真的那么邪？患了“开会头痛症”？其实啊，要老三去，开口就可以了。不必装模作样啦。老三不但不会称赞你演技好，反而会觉得你很虚伪。就算要演，也想个较好的故事、演得好点。实在太烂了。连盲的也知道是装的。好吧，结果老三开会去了！ :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-294941311463679092?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-4987077693251957692</id><published>2006-11-25T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T00:38:35.061+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='好笑的'/><title type='text'>2 "fast" jokes in 1 post</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Number 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4258/3855/1600/407139/normalpolice1sg6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4258/3855/320/500240/normalpolice1sg6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Number 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Japanese man was in a hurry to go to the KLIA airport, so he took a Proton taxi.&lt;br /&gt;The taxi driver took his sweet time driving within the speed limit but the Jap was getting impatient.&lt;br /&gt;The following is their conversation on the way to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Toyota Camry overtook his taxi.....zoom....&lt;br /&gt;Jap: Look ...look .... Toyota !! ...very fast!!!.... made in Japan ! Proton...no good.... made in Malaysia .&lt;br /&gt;Driver: yah....&lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes a Nissan overtook the taxi....zoom.&lt;br /&gt;Jap: look.... look.... Nissan!!!..... very good!! very fast! made in Japan ! Proton.... no good.... made in Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;Driver: yah....yah...&lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes a Honda overtook the taxi...zooom. !&lt;br /&gt;Jap: look.... look... Honda!!.... very GOOD!!....very fast!!....made in Japan! Proton...no good...made in Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;Driver: yah...yah...yah....!&lt;br /&gt;Arriving at the airport. Jap going to pay the taxi driver.&lt;br /&gt;Jap: How much?&lt;br /&gt;Driver: RM150/-&lt;br /&gt;Jap: Oh... very expensive..... you overcharge!!&lt;br /&gt;Driver: Noooo .... look .... look .... Sony meter!!....very good!!....very fast!.... Made in Japan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-4987077693251957692?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/4987077693251957692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=4987077693251957692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/4987077693251957692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/4987077693251957692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/11/2-fast-jokes-in-1-post.html' title='2 &quot;fast&quot; jokes in 1 post'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-8830816182088905953</id><published>2006-11-24T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T00:01:32.611+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活点滴'/><title type='text'>Course or vacation?</title><content type='html'>oh my! i am supposed to go on vacation from 7-13 dec.. but today received an email stating that i have to go for a course in kuching from 6-8 dec.. the first thing i did was to email to the person in charge whether the course is compulsory and apparently it is.. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this course is for the GEMS project, which is a nationwide TM project.. i oredi missed the first training, not the same course but similar one this week.. (pretended didn receive the course calling email.. haha.. but this time cant.. -.-")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now have to decide to cancel my trip and stay in kuching? or go for the course and go to KL one day later.. on the 8th.. or the last resort.. skip the course again.. haha.. (shud be the last resort..).. jiat lat..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-8830816182088905953?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/8830816182088905953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=8830816182088905953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/8830816182088905953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/8830816182088905953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/11/course-or-vacation.html' title='Course or vacation?'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-6347222780506171672</id><published>2006-11-24T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T17:40:25.267+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='令人讨厌的'/><title type='text'>:) :) :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4258/3855/1600/180850/1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4258/3855/320/591528/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;:) No comment :) *FAINTED* :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-6347222780506171672?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/6347222780506171672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=6347222780506171672' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/6347222780506171672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/6347222780506171672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post_24.html' title=':) :) :)'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-3824772073894916870</id><published>2006-11-22T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T20:56:00.947+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='令人讨厌的'/><title type='text'>Nasty conversion with TM Streamyx</title><content type='html'>A friend sent this little voice clip about a customer and his call with the Streamyx customer service.. donno whether it is real? or just a joke by some guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://allenlyk.webhour.biz/music/nasty_customer.wma"&gt;http://allenlyk.webhour.biz/music/nasty_customer.wma&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just want to comment on it.. The customer is too damn nasty and noisy.. and no matter how wrong is the person/company selling the products and services to you, there's no use to shout/screaming/call ppl names/using foul language.. Things won't get solved this way.. and it will only degrade you as a stupid idiot and a bastard.. sorry to say this, but I am very pissed off by his attitude.. I also pity the customer service ppl as they are also salary takers.. you scold them also not much use for your problem.. and what if you were in their shoes.. how would you feel? I must praise the customer service dudes that they manage to be polite to tat bastard even though he such an idiot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last word: If you don't like the product/service, nobody force you to continue to use it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: it's not complete.. donno why the later part cant hear and cant get converted.. oh well, i heard enuff.. =.="&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-3824772073894916870?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/3824772073894916870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=3824772073894916870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>超忙的一天！！东西多到不知从何开始做起！平时多忙都好，至少还有时间抓一下小蛇。但今天连伸一个懒腰都不行！！！！啊啊啊！整个公司只剩下我和一位aunty而已。本来想找她帮忙，哪知她比我更忙，从morning shift 做到afternoon shift (8.30am to 7pm)。连中午都不能回家。哈哈。所以不好意思也不便开口。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这算是一个新的开始吧。放马err..工作过来吧！多多都不怕！我一定可以胜任！:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-7515025483979781823?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/7515025483979781823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=7515025483979781823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/7515025483979781823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/7515025483979781823'/><link 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/&gt;那笑容是傻气&lt;br /&gt;你我的过去&lt;br /&gt;被深深真的忘记&lt;br /&gt;缺氧过后的爱情&lt;br /&gt;存心的眼泪是多余&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我知道你我都没有错&lt;br /&gt;只是忘了怎么退后&lt;br /&gt;信誓旦旦给的承诺&lt;br /&gt;全被时间扑了空&lt;br /&gt;我知道我们都没有错&lt;br /&gt;只是放手比较好过&lt;br /&gt;最美的爱情回忆里带去&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-1745279258337470711?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/1745279258337470711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=1745279258337470711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/1745279258337470711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/1745279258337470711'/><link 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/&gt;我不懂得如何更爱你&lt;br /&gt;影子讽刺地跟着我难分难离&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原来最孤单的是我还是那么想你&lt;br /&gt;原来最悲哀的是我不能面对自己&lt;br /&gt;你收的干净&lt;br /&gt;我也会不留一点痕迹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;说故事也要像是真的&lt;br /&gt;可是别触动那些回忆&lt;br /&gt;今夜你说了最后一句&lt;br /&gt;一句话掉一滴泪&lt;br /&gt;看来今晚的我很难入睡&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-637186809835954537?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/637186809835954537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=637186809835954537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/637186809835954537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-1555591698731516236?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/1555591698731516236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=1555591698731516236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/1555591698731516236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/1555591698731516236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/11/milestone.html' title='Milestone!'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-5872200318680018868</id><published>2006-11-20T10:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T22:24:16.447+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='有意义的'/><title type='text'>追女生</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;EDIT: wahhhhhh.. got ppl think this story is about myself.. no la.. just something my fren read from a forum then send to me.. and i think it's worth to publish only.. so here it is! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;追女生也是不能着急的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;切记！女生最讨厌的就是死缠烂打的人！不管她对你一开始多有好感，如果你发现她对你有一点好感的时候就对她死缠烂打，那么到最后她肯定会对你反感的！&lt;br /&gt;所以，当她上网时，我总是先问她，你忙不忙呀？&lt;br /&gt;如果对方的ｓｔａｔｕｓ放ｂｕｓｙ，而又对你说她不忙，那么代表她对你没有厌恶的感觉。&lt;br /&gt;那么，如果是这样，那就继续和她聊咯。&lt;br /&gt;如果对方说累了要下线了，那么就识趣点，更对方说再见，千万不要依依不舍哟！就算你知道对方对你有意识，但是你还是不能依依不舍的！男人要潇洒一点！那么，如果对方真的对你有意识，当她下线时看见你不挽留她，我看她一整晚都会睡不下再想你呢！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好了好了，接下来，再来说说怎么样追女仔。&lt;br /&gt;接下来，就是有意无意得让她知道你那里好咯，这就是让她能了解你的一种方法（其实也是骗女生的一种方法啦。。！男生一开始都很好的，久了就不会那么好了，不信？问你妈咯。）那么，要如何让她知道我的特别呢？&lt;br /&gt;由于我会煮一点菜，所以我打算煮些东西让我的天使品尝一下～&lt;br /&gt;再说一下，会煮菜的男生其实很有魅力的哟　&lt;br /&gt;那么，我就约了她。。某天到我家做客，让我来煮饭给她。&lt;br /&gt;当然，这是我想要的。但是我才刚刚认识人家，不能够这样冒冒然的就叫别人只身到我家的吧？所以，在邀请她之前，现邀请她的好朋友一起来，那么，她会来的几率也就大啦！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好了，那么，大家都熟了一点了。接下来要再跟进一步，那么就越她出来。当然，前提还是不能以开始就单单越她出来啦！除非别认真的很喜欢你，不然你才认识人家几天就想和别人单独出来？别想了！&lt;br /&gt;当然，我也很成功的时常约她出来了。。。&lt;br /&gt;那么，既然看见她也渐渐的不拒绝我的邀请了。那就找机会找她出来单独聊天啦！&lt;br /&gt;聊天。。。最好又最快能攻入女生心房的方法有什么呢？那就是。。。&lt;br /&gt;聊些，感情的事咯。而且最好是在浪漫的夜晚～&lt;br /&gt;曾有多少女生就是这样，被浪漫的夜晚迷蒙了，听了男生们对感情的问题后为我们这些臭男生伤心难过，而间接的可怜我们。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哈哈，其实，女生们，你们上当啦！&lt;br /&gt;再告诉坏男生们一点技巧。&lt;br /&gt;在浪漫的晚上，尤其是在海边，最是能攻破女生的心了。　&lt;br /&gt;好了，再告诉大家一点小秘密，那就是，女生其实很喜欢试探她们喜欢的男生的心的。比如说，当男生叫女生出去时，女生会假装说，哎呀我很忙哟。不是很得空。那里还有其他人也叫我出去呢。如果你假装不在意而说，那不要紧，改天吧。&lt;br /&gt;哈哈，那女生可是会气急败坏的很生气的和你说拜拜的哟。&lt;br /&gt;如果是这样的情况，那么你就可以知道其实对方已经喜欢你了。&lt;br /&gt;有时，爱情就像钓鱼，是要这样拉拉放放，感情才有味道。如果只是一直甜蜜而没有苦湿，那么这样的爱情也不会长久的。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好了，既然一些都已具备了，我已看得出她对我是有点好感了。但是有好感归有好感，喜欢是喜欢，那么最后的一部，能够让我知道她对我是如何，就是要我去告白了。&lt;br /&gt;某天在台风来之前的晚上，我一如既往地找她出来聊天，这次我说，我有一样东西要给你。。。&lt;br /&gt;她问，那是什么来的？&lt;br /&gt;我说，你别问那么多啦，出来了我拿给你就知道了！&lt;br /&gt;于是，我们双双出来了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就在这个晚上，我把上次去新纽奥兰买的水獭洋娃娃送给她。&lt;br /&gt;然后。。。。&lt;br /&gt;对她说。。。那句最难启齿的话。。。&lt;br /&gt;为什么是最难启齿？&lt;br /&gt;因为，如果你不说，那种喜欢的感觉一直在心中压抑着，好不舒服。&lt;br /&gt;但是，却又怕万一你说了，别人拒绝了你，你们可能不单只没有朋友做了，往后碰面也难为情。。。。&lt;br /&gt;但是，我就是那种想做什么就做什么的人，我绝对不会后悔我所做的一切，我怕只是怕我不敢做而已！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以，在给她洋娃娃的那个晚上。。。我问她了。。&lt;br /&gt;你。。。愿意做我的女朋友吗。。。？？&lt;br /&gt;她听了后。。。沉默了好一段时间。。。&lt;br /&gt;这段时间是多么的难熬。。。&lt;br /&gt;就好像一个犯罪的人在等着法官审判一样，是死是活，还有待判决。&lt;br /&gt;这一刻，每一秒就好像一分钟一样，难熬的快另人受不了了。。。。&lt;br /&gt;终于。。。她开口了。。。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她说。。。。。。。。。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她说。。。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;对不起。。。我觉得。。。&lt;br /&gt;我们不大行。。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;听了这一句话，顿时晴天霹雳！！&lt;br /&gt;再美的星空也顿时变得像地狱般黯然失色。&lt;br /&gt;我呆了一会儿，顿时不知道要怎么回答。。。&lt;br /&gt;但是，沉默也是那么的难过，那，我总该说一点什么吧？？？&lt;br /&gt;于是，我开口了。。。&lt;br /&gt;那么，你可以告诉我为什么吗？？&lt;br /&gt;她低着头，默不作声，沉默了一阵子。。。。&lt;br /&gt;而我这时心理却是在胡思乱想，在想着她拒绝我的理由。&lt;br /&gt;究竟是什么？难道她在日本有男朋友？还是她刚刚找到男朋友了？？？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就在我胡思乱想的当儿，她抬起头了，她说，这。。。该怎么说。。。？&lt;br /&gt;她看看天空，轻声细细地说。。。&lt;br /&gt;不是我认为我们不适合，只是我才刚到美国。。。而且之前又刚和男朋友分手了（其实她在来美国之前和上任男朋友分手了）&lt;br /&gt;看着她那天使般的脸孔，我整颗心都快要被她侵蚀了。。。&lt;br /&gt;她继续说。。由于我之前的男朋友，我对爱情有一点累了。。。我来了这里，只想专心的好好的读书，不想再交男朋友了。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;听到这些，如果你是我，你会怎么做？？&lt;br /&gt;你会放弃吗？&lt;br /&gt;但是，仔细想想，从她的言谈中，可以看得出她还在给她自己一个机会，为什么呢？因为她说“不是我认为我们不适合”呀。。。。&lt;br /&gt;那么，想到这点的我，此时必须勇敢一点的跨出多一步去试探她，反正死就死了，都到这个地步了，有试好过没试。。。&lt;br /&gt;我说，对不起。。我知道你前任男朋友给了你压力。但是，我绝对不是那种男生，我绝对不会给你压力的。对于读书，就算我们在一起，还是一样能读书的呀。只要时间分配的来，两个人在一起应该不是什么大问题。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她听了，说。。。就算我肯，我妈也反对我交男朋友呀。&lt;br /&gt;我说，既然你都来到美国了，难道你还什么事情都要经过你妈的同意？我觉得，既然你妈放心你来美国，那证明她认为你已经长大了，不需要什么事情都问她了吧？&lt;br /&gt;她想了想，似乎想说什么，却又欲言又止。。。&lt;br /&gt;我看了看她，我又再次问她了。。。&lt;br /&gt;你。。。觉得如何。。？&lt;br /&gt;她看了看我，又想了想。。。&lt;br /&gt;最后。。。他说。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你让我想想好吗。。？我之后再给你答案。。。&lt;br /&gt;女生会对你说她需要想想，有成功的可能，但，也有可能是因为她不想要而又找不到什么借口拒绝你，而提出的要求。&lt;br /&gt;但是，如果女生不答应，一般上当你在问她的时候她就拒绝了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好了，当晚，我们再次出来，狂风暴雨后的相见，犹如雨后春笋般的欣慰。开心着自己喜欢的人安然无恙，开心着又能再见自己喜欢的人。&lt;br /&gt;虽然我们出来了，但是我并没有马上问她答案。或许，有些事情不需要那么心急的吧？这些事情，就好像我们很用心的读了书，考试时又能很好的作答，之后那种等待考卷分发回来的心情。很期待看见自己的好成绩，但是又怕有什么差错考不好。&lt;br /&gt;虽然我带着期盼的心情等待着答案，但是，关心自己喜欢的女人还是身为一个男人最先需要做的事情吧？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当我们碰面时，我便带她出去学校附近逛逛，由于当时台风才刚离去，所以有些地方还是在停电的。于是，我带她到附近的一个住宅区去逛。&lt;br /&gt;逛着逛着，由于那个住宅区的还没有电，所以，我们便停在路旁，走下来看星星。&lt;br /&gt;不知是不是因为美国的天空比较矮，我们看见的星星都很大，又亮又大。几美下。&lt;br /&gt;在哪儿，我们聊着自己经历的第一个台风，我们都觉得很有趣，因为这是一个很好的经验。由于我没有待在市镇，所以她便告诉我她在这里所见到的一切。聊了台风，我们又聊功课，朋友，等等很多很多。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很快的，时间就已经过了两小时，也是时候该回家了。由于夜深了，我也很担心会有不好的事情发生，于是便建议回去了。&lt;br /&gt;直到我们上车前的那一刻，我都没说什么。我想，她该不会是忘了吧&lt;br /&gt;男生是否都应该主动一点？是不是她也在等我问她。。？&lt;br /&gt;既然我们什么都没说到，是否应该就这样回去呢？&lt;br /&gt;不行，那么，我不是白白浪费了这美好的夜晚？&lt;br /&gt;就在我们要上车前的时候，我问她，你。。。。是不是忘记了什么？&lt;br /&gt;她说，哦哦。。。有吗。。？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我看看她，说，当然有呀，你忘记了给我一样很重要的东西！&lt;br /&gt;她很慌忙的说，哦，有吗？我忘记了给你什么。。。？？&lt;br /&gt;看见她慌忙的样子，我心里在暗笑，有什么好那么紧张的？&lt;br /&gt;我继续说，有的，你忘记了。。。给我答案。。。还记得上次我问你的问题吗。。。？你。。。&lt;br /&gt;我心想，又要说那句话了。。。真的有一点难为。。。&lt;br /&gt;你。。。愿不愿意做我的女朋友。。。？？&lt;br /&gt;她听了。。。又是低着头，慢慢的想。。。&lt;br /&gt;但是，这次她想得并不久，过了一下，就轻轻的把头抬起来了。说。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好的，没问题，就让我们试试吧。。！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;听了后，自然是开心到不知该说什么才好了，就这样愣在那里好一段时间。&lt;br /&gt;“喂。。。该开车走了吧？”她说。&lt;br /&gt;我回过神来，开心的说，“那当然！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就这样，我成功的把我心爱的天使追到手了！！也是因为这样，我在马来西亚人和日本人里忽然变得很出名。因为。。。。我的天使是很多人都在追的哟~！就这样，我开始了我幸福的美国留学生活！&lt;div 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-116386616784836045</id><published>2006-11-19T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T00:09:27.853+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活点滴'/><title type='text'>It's Penang!</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;Another week had passed.. just came back from my training in  Sri intan, Penang, mon to fri.. now only i know that place is actually a TM  resort.. means it's specially for TM employees to spend time over the weekends..  (i do wonder how many did).. it's at tanjung bungah and thus is by the sea  side.. overall quite a good resort as the rooms and environment still very  clean.. (the main reason for my doubt just now.. haha).. the course is about the  mindef dems project.. to teach us about the hardware and software maintenance  and also how the whole system works.. so can say got quite a lot of benefit..  (but most of the things sudah tahu larr.. :P).. but one thing for sure.. those  ppl sure like to eat and drink.. we had 6 meals a day.. what the.... breakfast,  tea, lunch, tea, dinner, supper.. wahhhhhhhh... and curry is a must for lunch  and dinner.. lol.. anyway, although the trainings spans across the whole day..  still managed to find one day to go out.. went to george town and gurney drive  with my colleagues.. and it's the first time i actually came across herbal wan  tun mee.. ate it while in town.. and i like it!! too bad i didn bring my moto  e365 nor se k700i, if not sure i would take some pics.. while at gurney drive  tasted some fried rice pulak.. haha.. and ya.. bought a nice bag for myself  too.. no more carrying those strange bags when I go for day trips.. =.="..  :P&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;yesterday was also the last day of mr pui for his industrial  training at my dept.. so fast it had been 4 months.. it had been an enjoyable  time when he was there.. got ppl accompany me when going out.. got ppl eating  lunch with me.. got ppl to share my "big family" stories.. got ppl to c those  frenster pics together in office (haha).. got ppl to gossip in office.. got ppl  to sama-sama drive the kembara.. haha.. but of coz, we did do our work when in  office la.. not everyday doing those things above.. and i shud say he is  hardworking and courteous and responsible (oops.. promoting him pulak).. for  him, it's time for him to face the real work life.. coz when he was here.. i as  his boss of coz will always take care of him bahhh.. hahaha.. so no pressure no  hard work.. :P i did offered him a job at mulu.. but tat dude "tio kei" don wan  pulak.. lol.. as for myself, it's back to the old days.. nvm.. time to eat alone  again.. (but no way i m goin to eat at se**pi!) and lastly, i wish him all the  best in the future..&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;and next week seems like will be another busy week..  wahhhhhh... time to pia at work!!! :D&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;(p/s: mr lum, regret cant call you to meet me.. i forgot to  save ur num in my secondary hp! ouch!!!)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-116386616784836045?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/116386616784836045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=116386616784836045' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/116386616784836045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/116386616784836045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-penang_19.html' title='It&apos;s Penang!'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-116333136732394403</id><published>2006-11-12T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:33:00.476+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活点滴'/><title type='text'>天意——not the song by andy lau :P</title><content type='html'>Chewww.. really 好的不灵，丑的灵。as expected, something really came up to disrupt my date.. first it was this heavy rain.. then suddenly she sms'ed to ask me still going? so i said wait till 7pm then decide.. but still, ended up not going.. mayb she got other entertainment with her best fren but dare not tell me? donno la.. actually i wanna have a conclusion today.. as in my previous post, it's now or never.. so that i cant let go of this huge rock inside of me.. which had been there for very long time liao.. I finally managed to collect enough 勇气 to 表白 to her.. as least can or cannot i gotta know about it.. after this, donno when only i can do it again liao.. 天意如此，不必强求了。。what can i do? (cant believe i m saying this, since usually when my sis say "wat to do", I always feel very angry, coz wan then do it.. don wan then don do.. :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i had said everything will end today? so ok la.. i have to move on! time to think seriously bout my future.. planning to enrol for masters to UNIMAS.. hope still can make it to December intake.. (so last minute lol).. tonite have to think carefully whether to take MBA or Master of IT.. if i were to continue in TM and work in the management level, then MBA might be a better choice.. but all this while, i have more interest in IT than business! ermmm.. but then.. i studied in IT degree but ended up working as a management person.. (oredi ages since i last touched any programming.. hahaha).. dilemma again.. but this one i believe i will solve easily since i always know what to do in work or in study.. haha.. not like this issue in the first part.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now need to save a lot of money!! since my car loan still got 2.5yrs left.. after tat, thinking to buy a new house for my mum and dad.. haha.. i know they had been eyeing semi-d like mad.. so being the only son, it's my duty to make their dream come true lo.. (but if my sis willing to share the house loan next time, very welcome! ^O^) with my current situation, not tat easy coz quite a lot of expenses every month! haha.. but never try never know.. i did manage to save 10k during my first 6months working.. to pay for car instalment.. :P:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. time to packing for penang trip tomolo.. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-116333136732394403?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/116333136732394403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=116333136732394403' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/116333136732394403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/116333136732394403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/11/not-song-by-andy-lau-p.html' title='天意——not the song by andy lau :P'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-116330324600620068</id><published>2006-11-12T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T11:49:07.756+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='有意义的'/><title type='text'>Nice articles</title><content type='html'>Very meaningful, very very true and very well written.. Read it and you will know what I mean..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For "banana" (cant read or write chinese :P ) friends who require translation, feel free to contact me.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4833/756/1600/ATT00217.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4833/756/320/ATT00217.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4833/756/1600/ATT00211.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4833/756/320/ATT00211.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4833/756/1600/ATT00214.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4833/756/320/ATT00214.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4833/756/1600/ATT00220.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img 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Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=116330117805316551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/116330117805316551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/116330117805316551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post_12.html' title='钱的故事'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-116316739947009118</id><published>2006-11-10T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T22:03:19.493+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活点滴'/><title type='text'>Travel, travel, travel...</title><content type='html'>Another one week didn update liao.. haha.. can call it as super busy week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was involved in Mindef AMSS Preventive Maintenance.. went to Sibu/Miri on Mon-Wed.. Thurs spent whole morning at Penrissen and afternoon went to Saberkas to buy RJ45 connector.. and today went to Sri Aman.. day trip.. I wont wanna spend my weekend there.. unless got fren la.. haha.. at least I am involved in this Mindef project totally now.. (It's supposed to be mine anyway).. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally managed to get a date with her.. (or should I call it just a normal appointment?).. but donno la.. gals are unpredictable.. and in my experience, never say never until the super final last minute!!!! haha.. keeping my fingers crossed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhausted! time for a good rest...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-116316739947009118?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/116316739947009118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=116316739947009118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/116316739947009118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/116316739947009118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/11/travel-travel-travel.html' title='Travel, travel, travel...'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-116261136194649184</id><published>2006-11-04T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T12:08:01.270+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='心里想的'/><title type='text'>Up to me..</title><content type='html'>每当我心里有火事，我一定会不吐不快。这就是我的性格。有屁直放，有话直说，我最讨厌那些说话吞吞吐吐，兜转大圈的伪君子。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为什么我说那些呢？当然因为现在心里一股大火。刚刚和某某人聊完话，才发觉她把所有时间、力气都放在好朋友那里。好朋友这个啦、好朋友那个啦。听了都火。难怪有时就是不可能约到她。这么喜欢她们就二十四小时粘在一起吧。对于她们，她就可以那么有主张。对于我，就整天“up to me”。什么叫up to me？有时想知道她有什么看法，她就是要给我那句话。要知道有些话我是很敏感的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我知道，对于她可能我只是一个普通朋友，毫无地位、毫无价值。根本不必费心思理我。其实我说这番话也不是要要求些什么，只是想灭火。可能是我自己的问题，可能是在吃醋吧。。。 :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好了，气吐完了。是时候想想今天有什么节目。今天心是很难平静的了。 =.=”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-116261136194649184?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/116261136194649184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=116261136194649184' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/116261136194649184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/116261136194649184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/11/up-to-me.html' title='Up to me..'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-116256372845118643</id><published>2006-11-03T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T22:31:57.842+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='有意义的'/><title type='text'>骆驼</title><content type='html'>Have a sudden urge to look back into my secondary school magazine.. And found back this little piece of article that I wrote ages ago.. Not that good anyway, and I wonder why 陆老师put it into the school magazine.. sia soi only.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;在金黄的大沙漠里，四处盼望，只有无法数清的沙粒。沙漠，白天热得可将人烧成灰炭；夜间则冷风阵阵，寒风刺骨。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;沙漠，一个严重缺乏水源的地方，极少生物能在此地生长、生活。就连万物之灵都无法抵挡这干旱的天气，除了骆驼。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只有骆驼才能生活在此地。它不怕热，也不怕渴。在这荒芜的沙漠里，它能日行千里。沙漠是它的天地——是它的世界。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;虽然沙漠很炎热，但它不害怕。它一步步的向前走，它的脚就像装上了钢铁般，不怕热，也不怕痛。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;它的能耐和顽强使大地赞扬它、称赞它。它号称“沙漠之舟”，连万物之灵也得靠它走辽阔的沙漠。这使它觉得多么自豪、多么骄傲。它大声叫道——即使气候再热，我也不怕！&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-116256372845118643?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/116256372845118643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=116256372845118643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/116256372845118643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/116256372845118643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post.html' title='骆驼'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-116256104966049064</id><published>2006-11-03T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T21:58:04.573+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='真实故事'/><title type='text'>大家庭外传1</title><content type='html'>我有一把屠龙刀，&lt;br /&gt;斩尽天下的魔妖，&lt;br /&gt;以为此刀已无效，&lt;br /&gt;因为恶魔仍在笑，&lt;br /&gt;给了自己此忠告：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“下次记得要除根，以免春风吹又生。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哪知只是场预告，&lt;br /&gt;恶魔始终被灭掉，&lt;br /&gt;天下还是太平了(liao)，&lt;br /&gt;自由、正义再炫耀！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-116256104966049064?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/116256104966049064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=116256104966049064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/116256104966049064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/116256104966049064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/11/1.html' title='大家庭外传1'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-116247607844309073</id><published>2006-11-02T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T11:10:22.803+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='心里想的'/><title type='text'>Side Story 1</title><content type='html'>Today I got the shocking knowledge that unexpected ppl are reading my blog.. Maybe it’s because of the link I posted in Friendster.. haha.. should have taken it down when I got the chance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are certain things that some ppl misunderstood while reading this blog.. And so I need to say none of the things that I ever wrote here is related to the person who was once so important to me (my close frens will know is who: Snow).. Everything passed had passed and will remain that way.. Mayb it is best to be that way so that all those times we spent together will remain as sweet memories forever.. no matter what, life goes on, and there’s no point to remain in the past when there are still a long journey ahead of me.. that’s what I learnt a long time ago, in a painful way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am sure many people will wonder who is this person whom I always mention in a sad way in my Chinese posts. (Those who cant read, sorry lo).. ermm.. I must say I should keep it secret until the time is right.. (again those who knows me well will know who I mean..) Frankly speaking I am still clueless on what I want and what I wanna do, which is very unlike my usual self.. I had been hurt once and I don’t ever want the same thing to happen again. That’s why I am keeping distances until I am sure I am doing the right thing.. Only time can tell whether what is right and what is not.. It is very tiring to try to guess what others are thinking and I am growing impatient of that.. and thus.. time is running out for me… (getting old oredi la.. :P )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-to be continued-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-116247607844309073?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/116247607844309073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=116247607844309073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/116247607844309073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/116247607844309073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/11/side-story-1.html' title='Side Story 1'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-116238617686390589</id><published>2006-11-01T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T21:02:56.880+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='真实故事'/><title type='text'>大家庭 PART6</title><content type='html'>今天大家庭里发生了一件超级大件事。话说老二和四位小弟不久就要到海外参加一个比赛。由于是过海、到他国的关系，所以需要过关文件。有一位小弟是北方人，就借此机会，向老大声称不能在本地拿取该文件，必须回到老家去。老大也不知当时是喝醉还是未睡醒，竟然相信他的一派胡言。结果为了小弟一人的私人事，必须动用大家庭的钱千里迢迢送他乘大鸟回老家，同时让他白吃白住6天！是的，是6天！！这真是一件让所有正义人士听了都会颓骂的一件丑事。因此老三身为正义主张者，听了的反应自然非同小可。不怪得小弟不敢将此事和老三说，而直接见老大，因为他深知老三绝对不会答应。但由于老大已答应，老三也不便多话，毕竟老大还是最大。他只能在心里默默忍着。但这不代表老三没做事。老三最近已表演了“屠龙刀”，多次斩了另一个小弟的旅程，让他无法到处飘。而且老三也收到风，小弟们（恶人们）已经开始憎恨老三，因为老三一直实行严政，彻底的打击恶人们的罪行。有了这些小弟对老三的讨厌，老三怎么想呢？只有一个：证明老三做得对了！加油吧老三！为正义奋斗吧！！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-116238617686390589?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/116238617686390589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=116238617686390589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/116238617686390589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/116238617686390589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/11/part6.html' title='大家庭 PART6'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-116221843453561940</id><published>2006-10-30T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T22:29:44.336+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='好笑的'/><title type='text'>Interesting radio conversation</title><content type='html'>Something good to share:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://allenlyk.webhour.biz/music/HKRadiostation.wma"&gt;http://allenlyk.webhour.biz/music/HKRadiostation.wma&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pls download and listen while it is available. Very interesting! (Limited time only due to limited and expensive bandwidth and space :P )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-116221843453561940?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/116221843453561940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=116221843453561940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/116221843453561940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/116221843453561940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/10/interesting-radio-conversation.html' title='Interesting radio conversation'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-116221836989235112</id><published>2006-10-30T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T22:26:09.910+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='心里想的'/><title type='text'>压力大，烦恼多；心情劣，脾气燥</title><content type='html'>真的是很烦的一天。工作上太多压力，感情上太多疑问，真的很难受！！！好想自己一人跑到天涯海角，大大声的喊！彻彻底低的喊！！！心里面的纳闷，到底要如何解开？干嘛每次想找一个人来诉苦，最后一定找不到？？？为什么？？？？？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;恶人们！你们竟敢一步一步逼近！我要反抗了！！！我已经忍无可忍了！！！不管了！！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;某某人，你心里到底想什么？？？为什么你忽冷忽热？？？为什么你就是喜欢让我觉得有机会，然后又彻底消灭它？为什么？？？？？？？？为什么？？？？？？？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不管了！好累。不是身体累，而是心灵累。睡一觉，希望明天会更好。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-116221836989235112?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/116221836989235112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=116221836989235112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/116221836989235112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/116221836989235112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post_30.html' title='压力大，烦恼多；心情劣，脾气燥'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-116179088701673907</id><published>2006-10-25T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T23:48:34.030+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活点滴'/><title type='text'>I turned red!</title><content type='html'>Oh yeah.. today is the second day of Hari Raya.. which mark the end of my 2-days holiday.. everything will back to normal tomorrow, so I will be working from 830am-530pm again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to fishing on the first day of Raya, together with a friend.. It was at a reservoir at my friends prawn-rearing place (I wonder what term can be used for that).. It was suppose to contain many fishes, big and small.. My friend told me that an ah pek ever caught a 20kg big fish.. wow! but during that day, maybe just not our day gua.. first it was heavy rain! After that, I thought the weather will be very cool.. WHO KNOWS! the sun was so bright and shiny.. and I got this sun burn on my hands and some parts of my neck.. where's the haze when you need it! My hands are now looking redish.. (refer pic) So unusual but not first time la.. (looked like char sau?) Back to topic, all the big fishes are no where to be seen.. only left those tiny fishes.. :P We left at around 4pm and went to eat a great meal at Buntal.. ;) (Buntal's famous for it's seafood, if ya wanna know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4833/756/1600/Picture%287%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4833/756/320/Picture%287%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4833/756/1600/Picture%288%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Second day, I went visiting in the afternoon.. 1 house at Jln Astana and 2 at Matang Jaya.. it was quite jam at Satok bridge roundabout there.. but expected la.. anyway, there were many cakes and foods at all the houses visited..haha.. very nice.. but sadly, since is second day.. so no more curry to eat.. Lol.. but nvr mind I guess.. since weather hot so better don eat spicy food? :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-116179088701673907?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/116179088701673907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=116179088701673907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/116179088701673907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/116179088701673907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-turned-red.html' title='I turned red!'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-116156919450749118</id><published>2006-10-23T10:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T11:23:40.766+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='好笑的'/><title type='text'>At a department-al store</title><content type='html'>Another super essay from a super kid with a super mind to brighten up your super day.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4833/756/1600/image001.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4833/756/320/image001.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4833/756/1600/image002.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4833/756/320/image002.png" 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/31584418-116156919450749118?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/116156919450749118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=116156919450749118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/116156919450749118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/116156919450749118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/10/at-department-al-store.html' title='At a department-al store'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-116109674362455702</id><published>2006-10-17T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:52:23.636+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='真实故事'/><title type='text'>大家庭 PART5</title><content type='html'>今天算是一个大日子，也是一个很重要的日子。因为今天老三终于成为老三！（老三变老三？难道有真假老三？）是的，之前的老三是假老三，因为他还不是很敢与大家庭里的恶人作对，因为当时他的身份不明，有可能随时死得不明不白。现在的老三是真老三，因为他已经过了试用期，终于可以毫无顾忌的作战！实行他一直主张的：自由、正义！恶人们，小心啊！正所谓“大风浪之前的平静”，别以为老三静静的（超好听的歌！），就没事！老三会以不动应万动，到时有你们好看的了！等着瞧吧！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-116109674362455702?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/116109674362455702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=116109674362455702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/116109674362455702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/116109674362455702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/10/part5.html' title='大家庭 PART5'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-116057337945670629</id><published>2006-10-11T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T20:09:16.233+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='有意义的'/><title type='text'>46 General Knowledge About Eating</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4833/756/1600/ShowLetter.1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img  alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4833/756/320/ShowLetter.1.jpg" 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/31584418-116057337945670629?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/116057337945670629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=116057337945670629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/116057337945670629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/116057337945670629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/10/46-general-knowledge-about-eating.html' title='46 General Knowledge About Eating'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-116057292261046526</id><published>2006-10-11T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T22:26:04.278+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='好笑的'/><title type='text'>Memo to employee :D</title><content type='html'>To all Employees&lt;br /&gt;Effective September 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;DRESS CODE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) It is advised that you come to work dressed according to your salary. If we see you wearing Prada shoes and carrying a Gucci bag, we assume you are doing well financially and therefore do not need a pay raise.&lt;br /&gt;2) If you dress poorly, you need to learn to manage your money better, so that you may buy nicer clothes, and therefore you do not need a pay raise.&lt;br /&gt;3) If you dress just right, you are right where you need to be and therefore you do not need a pay raise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;SICK LEAVE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will no longer accept a doctor's certificate as proof of sickness. If you are able to go to the doctor, you are able to come to work. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Prim3: my personal fav!!!!!!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOLIDAY LEAVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each employee will receive 104 personal days a year. They are called Saturday &amp;amp; Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;COMPASSIONATE LEAVE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is no excuse for missing work. There is nothing you can do for dead friends, relatives or co-workers. Every effort should be made to have non-employees attend to the arrangements. In rare cases where employee involvement is necessary, the funeral should be scheduled in the late afternoon. We will be glad to allow you to work through your lunch hour and subsequently leave one hour early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;TOILET USE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1) Entirely too much time is being spent in the toilet. There is now a strict three-minute time limit in the cubicles.&lt;br /&gt;2) At the end of three minutes, an alarm will sound, the toilet paper roll will retract, the cubicle door will open, and your picture will be taken.&lt;br /&gt;3) After your second offence, your picture will be posted on the company notice board under the "Chronic Offenders" category.&lt;br /&gt;4) Anyone caught smiling in the picture will be sanctioned under the company's mental health policy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;LUNCH BREAK&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Skinny people get 30 minutes for lunch, as they need to eat more so that they can look healthy.&lt;br /&gt;2) Normal size people get 15 minutes for lunch to get a balanced meal to maintain their average figure.&lt;br /&gt;3) Chubby people get 5 minutes for lunch, because that's all the time needed to drink a Slim-Fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your loyalty to our company. Remember we are an employer of choice and we are here to provide a positive employment experience. Therefore, all questions, comments, concerns, complaints, frustrations, irritations, aggravations, insinuations, allegations, accusations, contemplations, consternation and input should be directed elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE Management&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-116057292261046526?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/116057292261046526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=116057292261046526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/116057292261046526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/116057292261046526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/10/memo-to-employee-d.html' title='Memo to employee :D'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-116040129495237770</id><published>2006-10-09T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T21:41:34.966+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活点滴'/><title type='text'>End of the line?</title><content type='html'>Attention to all Streamyx users: P2P throttling is finally here! A brief introduction to bandwidth throttling aka traffic shaping..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traffic shaping provides a mechanism to control the volume of traffic being sent into a network (bandwidth throttling), and the rate at which the traffic is being sent (rate limiting). For this reason, traffic shaping schemes need to be implemented at the network edges to control the traffic entering the network. It also may be necessary to identify traffic flows at the ingress point (the point at which traffic enters the network) with a granularity that allows the traffic-shaping control mechanism to separate traffic into individual flows and shape them differently. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Two predominant methods for shaping traffic exist: a leaky bucket implementation and a token bucket implementation. Both these schemes have distinctly different properties and are used for distinctly different purposes. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In computer networking, traffic shaping works by debursting traffic flows, i.e. smoothing the peaks and troughs of data transmission. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;A before-and-after example of how traffic shaping works is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;Before traffic shaping: 10 packets in one second, 0 packets in the next second, 10 packets in the next second, 0 packets the next second. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;After traffic shaping: 1 packet per 0.2 seconds.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BitTorrent&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the last year many ISPs have begun using Traffic Shaping software to curb the usage of BitTorrent and other Peer-to-Peer filesharing systems, such as DC++ and Soulseek. Nominally their reasoning behind these actions would be to decrease jitter and packet loss, but the truth of the matter is that many of them offer unlimited bandwidth at a certain speed and filesharing systems swallow a greater than anticipated amount of that bandwidth. Many have opted for traffic shaping (also referred to as "throttling") to manage the usage of this bandwidth, prioritising web browsing and on-line gaming over Peer-to-Peer traffic and ftp downloads, either because they are unable to upgrade their bandwidth fast enough, or as an alternative to upgrading their bandwidth. The unfortunate side-effect to this system is it comes across as ISPs attempting to attack and stop Peer-to-Peer connections, a perfectly legal system of data transfer (which many corporations use for their own purposes ie. Blizzard Entertainment using BitTorrent for World of Warcraft updates). Note that these statements do not hold true for all ISPs, but it is entirely likely that many use traffic shaping specifically for the purposes of curbing Peer-to-Peer usage. Depending on the country and the copyright laws in question this could represent an infringement on certain freedoms.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is really bad news for all Streamyx (whom I believe almost all are p2p users? :P ) as we are paying &gt;RM66 per month for 512K and above packages just for chatting, email, surfing?????? What the heck is this?????? Since information technology is a free technology, there should not be any traffic shaping! We should be allowed to use it as we like? And not to forget your broadband as you call it is tons of times slower than those offered in other countries.. (Just take singapore for example, where 4M and 8M packages are the norm!) Maybe it's time to change back to dial-up and boycott the so-called broadband.. =.="&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-116040129495237770?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/116040129495237770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=116040129495237770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/116040129495237770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/116040129495237770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/10/end-of-line.html' title='End of the line?'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-116019950864620815</id><published>2006-10-07T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T13:38:28.656+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='心里想的'/><title type='text'>开不了口</title><content type='html'>有时候真的不想只是当个普通或好朋友。但一直都不敢开口。想当年喜欢谁都能做到毫无顾虑的对她说，勇敢追求。但现在却那么没用。难道是因为受过伤而怕了？还是随着肩膀上的压力和责任的增加，人也变得更会想太多、变得懦弱？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还是应该学着勇敢开口吧。。。。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-116019950864620815?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/116019950864620815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=116019950864620815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/116019950864620815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/116019950864620815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post_116019950864620815.html' title='开不了口'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-116019354583463391</id><published>2006-10-07T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T11:59:05.843+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='好歌、好戏、好东西'/><title type='text'>好歌分享</title><content type='html'>歌曲：静静的歌手：庾澄庆 专辑：戒不掉&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;作词: 林唯   作曲:梁介洋   编曲:陈飞午&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;空气里躲着什么&lt;br /&gt;有点浪漫的心动&lt;br /&gt;我偷偷看你&lt;br /&gt;你也偷偷看我&lt;br /&gt;世界上多了什么&lt;br /&gt;好像变得很不同&lt;br /&gt;站在你身边&lt;br /&gt;这一切都好宽阔&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我还在等着你&lt;br /&gt;静静的爱我&lt;br /&gt;只要有你陪我&lt;br /&gt;静静的就足够&lt;br /&gt;你也在等着我&lt;br /&gt;静静的温柔&lt;br /&gt;就这样手牵手&lt;br /&gt;静静的看着天空&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心里面藏着什么&lt;br /&gt;你只想要让我懂&lt;br /&gt;原来我的梦&lt;br /&gt;也就是你的梦&lt;br /&gt;哦 纸条上写了什么&lt;br /&gt;我好想要听你说&lt;br /&gt;让字字句句&lt;br /&gt;充满我们的笑容&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;永远要记得那天彼此许下的承诺&lt;br /&gt;瞬间点亮的火花&lt;br /&gt;是我们的拥有&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;静静的手牵手&lt;br /&gt;是最简单的梦&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-116019354583463391?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/116019354583463391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=116019354583463391' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/116019354583463391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/116019354583463391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post_07.html' title='好歌分享'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-116013003183942424</id><published>2006-10-06T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T18:24:07.143+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='恭祝大家'/><title type='text'>中秋节</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;八月圆圆是中秋，&lt;br /&gt;月亮圆圆天上挂，&lt;br /&gt;月饼圆圆桌上摆，&lt;br /&gt;杯子圆圆盛香茶，&lt;br /&gt;灯笼圆圆放光芒，&lt;br /&gt;万事圆圆又满满。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;但愿人长久， 千里共婵娟。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;恭祝各位：中秋节快乐！！别忘了吃月饼哦！;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-116013003183942424?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/116013003183942424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=116013003183942424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/116013003183942424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/116013003183942424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post_06.html' title='中秋节'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-115996460723389906</id><published>2006-10-04T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T20:25:34.820+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='心里想的'/><title type='text'>不要受伤</title><content type='html'>世上最伤的莫过于：你爱的人不要你，你不爱的人却想你。真的不明白，难道要找一个你喜欢而又喜欢你的人真的那么难吗？为什么每次你动了真情之后却又被她重重的伤了你的心？真的是莫名其妙。我现在才明白：无伤便无爱，无爱便无伤。至于我选择的是要受了伤才得到爱，还是放弃爱不让自己受伤？以我的性格，相信各位心里有数。哈哈。无论如何，我已吸取经验：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prim3 三大戒：&lt;br /&gt;（一）有男友没朋友&lt;br /&gt;（二）不知心不动情&lt;br /&gt;（三）不伤心不受伤&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;善哉善哉。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: 无伤便无爱，无爱便无伤。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-115996460723389906?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/115996460723389906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=115996460723389906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/115996460723389906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/115996460723389906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post.html' title='不要受伤'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-115995721324105656</id><published>2006-10-04T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T18:20:13.253+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='真实故事'/><title type='text'>大家庭 Part4</title><content type='html'>今天是一个特别的日子。明天会有两位饮差大人从京师到来，目的就是要确保大家庭里的一切都依照大明律例进行。因为这样，大家庭里上上下下都忙着整顿家里。打扫的打扫、整理的整理。顿时间，大家庭里变得惊天动地、轰动全城。我只想说：朋友们啊，好心你们，东西早早好做了。别等到最后一分钟才来忙。外人看了还以为你们好用功，但老实说是平日不烧香，临时抱佛脚啊。连老二也那样。至于老大呢？他却很冷静、很空闲的坐在房里，什么不管。佩服！原来姜不是越老的越辣，而是越大条的越辣！哈哈！老三呢？他的工作范围只有两个：一个已经完成了，一个不被检察。所以时间一到，他便溜回家，好爽啊。哈哈。都怪老大、老二不分配多些工作给老三。如果要把全部工作都自己收着，就是这个后果了。应该可以说是活该吧。不是老三不要帮你们，但应该要给你们一个教训吧。哈哈。就这样，老三回家吃月饼去了。 ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-115995721324105656?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/115995721324105656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=115995721324105656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/115995721324105656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/115995721324105656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/10/part4.html' title='大家庭 Part4'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-115979845738106203</id><published>2006-10-02T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T22:14:17.396+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活点滴'/><title type='text'>Emergency brake..</title><content type='html'>Finally! Back in Kuching.. Although this trip is much shorter than planned:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon: Fly to Miri, stay one night&lt;br /&gt;Tue: Fly to Bintulu, stay one night&lt;br /&gt;Wed: Fly back Kch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.. but.. today.. one of Kch's station had to shutdown! The problem had already persisted since last week.. and today finally it is down.. and the thing is that there are only spares in Miri station.. at first the Miri in-charge wanna come to Kuching.. But I don't allow.. since the other 2 staffs will head to Mulu tomolo.. so if he goes.. how about the station? Can be unmanned oredi.. haha.. don expect me to jaga there pls.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so no choice had to bring one big box back here.. (it was the same big box I brought back last week from Sibu.. mayb this kind of box hates me? always want me to bring them back..) haha.. anyway.. tomolo I will take the replacement off for TYT's Birthday.. oh well.. time to enjoy.. what a hectic lifestyle.. like what I told my friend in Miri: 我坐飞机好像坐车那样.. but I still willing and like to take the challenge.. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-115979845738106203?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/115979845738106203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=115979845738106203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/115979845738106203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/115979845738106203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/10/emergency-brake.html' title='Emergency brake..'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-115983487414122041</id><published>2006-09-29T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T08:22:07.600+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活点滴'/><title type='text'>2 days 3 places..</title><content type='html'>Just back from Miri/Btu/Sibu! my main task in Miri/Btu was for station inspection to prepare for internal audit.. so had to go around checking whether everything was done properly? stock check.. documents check.. station check.. wahhh so many things.. but since I was only in miri for half day.. so have to skip some parts lo.. haha.. bintulu better, as they have new airport.. so everything is in good order....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, had to start meeting the customers now.. so the first thing in my mind when I reach those places is to meet the DCA ppl.. wahhh.. haha.. i m doing marketing now? But it's good to know them also.. if not I become invisible person liao.. :P anyway, there are nice guys and we chatted and chatted.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Sibu, I am happy to say that the project is finally over! :D I dare say 99.99% completed! (the 0.01% just in case other ppl can find any mistake then I can blame on it.. ;) ) But I had to bring back a big box containing a PC to Kch as the PC cannot be configured properly there.. oh well.. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-115983487414122041?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/115983487414122041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=115983487414122041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/115983487414122041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/115983487414122041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/09/2-days-3-places.html' title='2 days 3 places..'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-115935527777418447</id><published>2006-09-27T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T19:07:57.790+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='心里想的'/><title type='text'>干什么？？</title><content type='html'>已经好久、好久、好久没和她联络了。忽然又收到她的讯息，害我昨晚整晚睡不着。不知是我发傻，还是干嘛？真的很想知道。我深知我是一个很难忘记过去的人。所以我当初坚决不可一错再错；乘中毒未深，尽快放下一切。这突然的转变，真不知我心里到底又想怎样。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但。。。或许是我。。。又想太多了。。。。。。。。。。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-115935527777418447?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/115935527777418447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=115935527777418447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/115935527777418447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/115935527777418447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post_27.html' title='干什么？？'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-115927565288448151</id><published>2006-09-26T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T21:03:32.136+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活点滴'/><title type='text'>I fly! High up in the sky!</title><content type='html'>Busy, busy, busy, busy, busy week! Went to KL for a big meeting on last Tuesday.. was in KL from Monday to Thursday.. been to many places and met many friends.. it has been so long time since I last saw them.. we eat and chat and joke and laugh and wat-so-ever during the few days.. it was so fun! but the most amazing thing was I was going here and there.. taking trains.. walking.. etc.. while i was still having the effect from my previous fever.. hahaha.. I actually planned to go to Melaka.. to visit my ex-uni, and friends.. but too bad.. there was some sudden things that my KL boss require of me.. so in the end not in time to go there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After came back from KL, went to Sibu on Friday and Saturday.. as usual, Mindef project.. still on-going.. lol.. now I know the nature of the server fault I mentioned few posts back.. it was a cable that was totally reversed! I mean the cable arrangement was actually totally off.. lol.. I guess I was too tired after doing all those work by myself that time.. So i overlooked? haha.. (or is it because time to change glasses?????????? :P )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was the start of Bulan Puasa for the Muslim friends.. As usual.. We get to go back early.. but this year.. there was a major change in work hours.. 8am-4.30pm.. but the main thing is that the lunch break is now half an hour?! How can?! At least one hour la! What can I eat in such short period? since KIA is quite far from quite many eating places.. it's not like I can walk 5 min and raech a nearby cafe? LOL.. LOL.. Oh well.. at least I get to go back and enjoy myself earlier at home.. haha.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Thursday, I gotta fly off to Miri/Bintulu/Sibu again.. this time as station inspection.. Since my internal audit is coming.. of coz must settle all outstanding issues in outstation.. and in Sibu.. it's time to settle the mindef project once and for all! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-115927565288448151?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/115927565288448151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=115927565288448151' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/115927565288448151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/115927565288448151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-fly-high-up-in-sky.html' title='I fly! High up in the sky!'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-115815101343939115</id><published>2006-09-13T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T20:36:53.520+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='真实故事'/><title type='text'>大家庭 Part3</title><content type='html'>大家庭里有二匹铁马：大马小马。今天老三终于骑了小马出门。这是第一次。其实老三一直以来不是不敢或不要骑大小马。只是他知道他一旦有了第一次，那么以后一定永无宁日。因为老大老二一定会常常麻烦老三这里去那里去。所以老三一直都以没准证、不敢骑的借口推了他们。老大有次还暗示等老三有了准证，就要派他骑马到郊外公干。哇哇！不要吧老大。如果乘大鸟还可以。要他骑铁马老远奔波？免谈吧。这次骑小马的过程还好吧。有种不错的感觉。只是偶尔有只小昆虫在作怪。吵死人了！如果对老三的技术没信心就别在马上，自己飞吧。=.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;老二越来越离谱。要老三老老远的送奏章给皇上签，那么奏章就给老三盖印嘛。干嘛你要争功，自己却不去？是什么意思呢？你以为老三好得空，吃饱没事做？要不是老三脾气不错而且当你是朋友、师父，不然采你都傻吧。就这样老三又得忍气吞声。希望不会火山爆发吧。哈哈&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-115815101343939115?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/115815101343939115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=115815101343939115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/115815101343939115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/115815101343939115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/09/part3.html' title='大家庭 Part3'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-115810975062149252</id><published>2006-09-13T08:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T22:29:28.494+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活点滴'/><title type='text'>Worker of the year!</title><content type='html'>The past day is like a nightmare.. went to work after thinking I was alright.. but felt a bit dizzy and headache after spending some time under the aircond..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to bamflyed (batu lintang) after that.. and the whole time there was like roaming around in my dreams.. things were like in a fantasy.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later got home, ate some medicine, slept early.. and voila.. feeling much better now.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boss ah boss.. u should give me a reward la.. i so hardworking.. sick oso work.. (but maybe some will say i m stupid.. muahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn go to c a doc.. as I usually don like them that much.. (not sure why I don like them.. but definately sure not because I am scared of injection :P:P )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;(sudden memories of the time when i was coughing like mad for one week++.. knowing me who don't like to c docs.. she dragged and forced me to the clinic when i was going for dinner with her.. it was such sweet days back then..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-115810975062149252?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/115810975062149252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=115810975062149252' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/115810975062149252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/115810975062149252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/09/worker-of-year.html' title='Worker of the year!'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-115802585853800912</id><published>2006-09-12T09:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T09:50:58.550+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='有意义的'/><title type='text'>Another good story</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;这是一个真实的故事……一天一个男孩送给他的女朋友一台汉显传呼机，温柔的对她说：“我以后再也不怕找不到你了。”女孩调皮的说：“如果我离开这座城市，你就呼不到我了。”男孩得意的摇摇头：“我可是办了漫游的，无论你走到哪里我都会呼到你”       &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;女孩问他的传呼号是什么，男孩说：“这是爱情专线，号码不公开。”从此女孩每天都把它带在身边，一刻也不离开。在一个 阳光明媚，让人有一份好的不得了的心情的周末，女孩只留了一张字条给父母，坐上汽车奔向邻近的县城游玩，但是没有人知道女孩正走向一场灾难。        &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;女孩县城玩了一天，拖着沉沉的脚步找到一间带淋浴的小旅馆。一走进房间，女孩迫不及待的走进浴室，想洗去一身的疲惫。当女孩正准备脱衣服的时候，脚下一阵晃动，她急忙扶住一根铁管，心想错觉吗？但是当第二次晃动，女孩知道这不是错觉。        &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;跟随第二次的晃动中还带有急促和沉闷的断裂声，女孩的全身开始颤栗，她知道可怕的地震来了，随着第三第四次的更加猛烈的震动，无边的黑暗和无边的恐惧把女孩紧紧的包裹起来女孩象一只受伤的野兽，拼命的放声号叫，拼命的拍打、撕咬浴室的门板。然而一切都是徒劳，女孩无力的蜷缩在阴凉冷漠的地上。        &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;不知过了多久，忽然腰间一阵颤动，是呼机。女孩匆匆的摘下它，在黑暗中摸索着按到了键子，即看到了绿色的光芒：“林先生请你七点钟到老地方见面。”读着这句话，女孩的泪水又一次涌出来，滑过嘴角。咸咸涩涩的。想着电话那边的他，女孩又再一次尝试着走出困境，但是是再一次的徒劳与绝望。女孩跌坐在地上，把自己缩成一团，眼睛盯着呼机的屏幕。        &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;不知过了多久，女孩睡着了，又不知过了多久，呼机再一次在女孩的手中颤动了：“林先生问你在哪里，请速回电话。”女孩再一次的流下眼泪，我想告诉你我在哪里，但是我办不到啊。渐渐的女孩平静了下来，面对无法挽回的死亡，女孩不知道自己还能做什么。        &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;呼机第三次震动：“去了你家，看到你留下的字条，请火速回家。”女孩的心又开始躁动。呼机第四震动：“我听到广播，知道你那里发生了什么，相信你此时正拿着呼机读我的话，我们很快会见面的。”似乎有一缕曙光在女孩的眼前闪过。女孩期待呼机第五次的震动 ，此时的呼机成了他生命唯一的寄托。        &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;时间一分一秒的过去了，呼机象一个疲惫的孩子一样睡着了。终于第五次的震动来了：“我去找你，车不通，想尽各种办法，还是无功而返。我相信你不会出问题的，你是一个聪明又好运的女孩。我等待你的归来！”第六次，第七次。。。。女孩在男孩一次又一次的传呼 中度过了一个又一个恐惧与绝望的时刻，不知不觉已经两天两夜了。       &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; 死亡的阴影越来越紧的箍住女孩的全身，仿佛看到自己体内的鲜血和肌肉正被一条黑色的巨蛇一口一口贪婪的吞噬。女孩觉得自己快不行了，连哭泣的力量都没有了，她的思想开始混乱，感觉自己正在往下沉，就在沉到底的时候，呼机第三十八次，也许第四十八次，五十八次震动起来，那震动象磁铁一样，牢牢的吸住了女孩体内残余的所有能量：“我们什么时候结婚？举行哪些仪式？从现在开始我们分别设想一下，日后评出最佳方案。”        &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;结婚，婚礼，实在是太诱人了，女孩陷入了遐想之中。海底婚礼，象鱼一样自由自在穿梭在海洋世界；跳伞婚礼，与白云并肩飞在空中……女孩再一次振作起来，是啊，人生那么美好，又有多少美好的人生的等着我呢。第六十次，第六十一次。        &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;……男孩一次又一次的向女孩传呼，一次又一次的给女孩 注入生命的活力；一次又一次的把女孩的生存信念从崩溃的边缘拉回来……       &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;度过了漫长的四个昼夜，女孩获救了。当他看到男孩惨白的脸，火一样的眼睛，一下子明白了世间最为珍贵的就是爱。女孩在担架上轻轻的拉着男孩的手，柔柔的说：“我是你今生的新娘”。                &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;活着让你好好爱我！！！&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-115802585853800912?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/115802585853800912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=115802585853800912' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/115802585853800912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/115802585853800912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/09/another-good-story.html' title='Another good story'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-115802385683339348</id><published>2006-09-11T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T09:17:36.840+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活点滴'/><title type='text'>The world is spinning..</title><content type='html'>Got cold in the office..&lt;br /&gt;Got wet in the heavy rain..&lt;br /&gt;Ate too much spicy food for lunch..&lt;br /&gt;Exposed to fever patients..&lt;br /&gt;Body feeling weak..&lt;br /&gt;Body aching all over..&lt;br /&gt;Hand/legs feeling cold..&lt;br /&gt;Vision become blurry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion? 2 words: I'M SICK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Time for a good sleep.. tak tahan liao..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-115802385683339348?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/115802385683339348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=115802385683339348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/115802385683339348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/115802385683339348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/09/world-is-spinning.html' title='The world is spinning..'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-115790012536934698</id><published>2006-09-10T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T10:18:12.453+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活点滴'/><title type='text'>Return of weekdays..</title><content type='html'>Finally! It's the end of weekends.. and the arrival of weekdays.. and of coz.. have to start working again.. -.-" no wonder there is Monday blues and never saturday blues.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent Saturday mostly meeting people.. was out having lunch at Colors which is near my house, together with a few of my secondary mates in form 5 (Hui Ling, Pei Xia, Shirley and yang yen).. haha.. even though the place is nearby, the number of times i had been there is a handful only.. don't ask me why.. maybe I like to go far far? :D ate mango chicken set lunch there.. quite nice.. the chicken is very crispy.. and the sauce is a bit spicy ala thai style (with mango of coz, duh).. but my frens ordered mayonnaise chicken.. and from the looks of it.. it does seems delicious? aiks.. it is just attracting me to go there again sometime.. :D but no no no.. have to resist the temptation of the Dark Side! anyway, since I had not seen my frens for quite a long time already.. we were there catching up with each other.. chatting and gossiping.. and i just realised that some of my other classmates already married and had babies already? wow.. is it they are too fast? or maybe it's me who is slow gua? nobody knows.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch we went to Tun Jugah to shop.. yang yen left as he had to work? haha.. Nothing much to talk about here.. but Pei Xia did buy a watch for her fren in S'pore.. and that's the main reason we were there also.. keke.. before we went back, we did stopped at a place called "yi zhan" (or something like that) at jln keretapi there.. it's a place for ppl to yam cha.. but one thing i don't understand is that why did they choose to do their business at the 1st floor of the shop row.. who would have thought there's such a place there as it's soooooooo hidden????? I am too ignorant maybe? But haha.. it's not very obvious bahhh.. talk about locality.. but the environment is nice la.. good place to have a gathering with frens.. and there's a lot of magazine for people to read too.. I had a nice Hot Cappucino there.. haha.. not bad since I am a coffee freak.. :D as what people say: "A cup of coffee a day, makes Allen's day a happy day".. (or maybe it's 2 cups.. :P )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I can close the story here.. but who knows.. at around 820pm.. there's a sudden sms message.. yam cha again! wow.. knowing me, at that time I haven't bath nor ate dinner yet.. and i was given only 10 mins? but nothing's impossible rite? so with super speed, i was able to ready myself before that dude came to pick me up.. phew! (super speed only.. it does not make me superman ok?) this time the venue is Roseberry.. donno how to describe it.. it's something like Colors also.. at 4.5miles there.. since it is another gathering.. so chat and chat and chat again.. haha.. but I do seem to be extra talkative boh.. with the other 2 frens (Roy and Pui), we talked about almost anything.. from work matters to personal things.. haha.. maybe because they are close friends gua.. so I didn care so much and just shoot away and blah blah blah only.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Sunday, nothing much to talk about except it was a whole day of TVs.. =.=" in the morning.. it was US Open Tennis live! (was watching football+tennis+drama 3in1 at the same time until late last night so woke late :P ) in the afternoon, it was CSI: vegas+NY+miami.. in the evening.. 一号皇庭V.. then in the evening.. 洗怨录2.. haha.. What happened to me? had I became a TV freak already? but hey, since the TV is there.. What's the use of it if nobody were there to watch it? and I don't wanna 对不起自己 right? Since there's so much nice shows? muahahaha.. I had to say I did FFK Pui as I said will ask him go MJC there minum? haha.. soli la Pui.. my TV is made of magnet.. and I was stucked to it!!!! haha.. well, well.. will you look at the time now? it's Sunday night!!.. and that only means 1 thing: English Premier League!! so errr... I have to end this post and EPL, here I come!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31584418-115790012536934698?l=prim3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/feeds/115790012536934698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31584418&amp;postID=115790012536934698' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/115790012536934698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31584418/posts/default/115790012536934698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prim3.blogspot.com/2006/09/return-of-weekdays.html' title='Return of weekdays..'/><author><name>Prim3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14586079007626051258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pm2TkZGT4A/S1FwBOBrE0I/AAAAAAAAADE/9sg-Ul-CnUw/s1600-R/prim3_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31584418.post-115785852291757259</id><published>2006-09-09T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T22:27:53.854+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='零碎事'/><title type='text'>Screamyxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx</title><content type='html'>Another of those days where Streamyx is as slow as crawl.. Even much worse than the other day!!!!!!!!! (Refer to my previous posts).. Maybe I should call it "&lt;em&gt;Screamyx"&lt;/em&gt; now.. since it made me wanna scream!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Pages cant load.. downloads so slow.. (2KBps.. can you believe it???) I wonder why am I paying so much each month for this.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from &lt;a href="http://www.tm.net.my/tmnet2006/contents/corporate/news_details.cfm?id=951&amp;type=News&amp;amp;pg=1" target="_blank"&gt;TMNet's website&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Latest News&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, September 06, 2006&lt;br /&gt;SERVICE INTERRUPTION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wish to inform our customers that TM Net is performing an upgrading exercise to the Streamyx system nationwide from 5th – 19th September 2006 daily from 12:00 a.m. till 6:00 a.m. As a result, tmnet streamyx customers may experience disconnection and slow browsing during the stipulated time period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TM Net Sdn Bhd apologizes for any inconvenience caused by this, whilst at the same time, we would like to assure you that we are upgrading our system to enable us to serve you better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's until 19 Sept?????? OMG.. still long time to go before the suffering ends... 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