<?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-7361973</id><updated>2012-02-17T00:31:21.029+08:00</updated><category term='joke'/><category term='technology'/><category term='fun'/><category term='gadget'/><category term='motivational'/><category term='review'/><category term='health'/><category term='self-help'/><category term='cute'/><category term='rants and raves'/><category term='internet'/><title type='text'>My Life Chronicles</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>75</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-2473548965180584968</id><published>2011-05-28T00:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T00:30:35.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mee Udang</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-ElnaJICDl4Y/Td_Rqd42OnI/AAAAAAAAAXk/PCuABbUqpZ0/IMAG0009.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-ElnaJICDl4Y/Td_Rqd42OnI/AAAAAAAAAXk/PCuABbUqpZ0/s400/IMAG0009.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Mee udang yg marvelous. 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FONT-FAMILY: Arial; FONT-WEIGHT:Normal;'&gt;Minding his own business &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from my HTC&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-7314392209787920231?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7314392209787920231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=7314392209787920231&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/7314392209787920231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/7314392209787920231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/08/meow2.html' title='Meow2'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBJk-km7u5s/TGHu_cOSh-I/AAAAAAAAAVA/lyPC4ygwinY/s72-c/IMAG0021-788580.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-9171832778263179508</id><published>2010-08-11T08:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T08:21:59.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 of Ramadhan</title><content type='html'>&lt;SPAN style='FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; FONT-WEIGHT:Normal;'&gt;Just weighed myself on the scale this morning. Guess what? 93 kg!! OMG! Let's see if I can manage to shed off those extra flabs by the end of Ramadhan.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from my HTC&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-9171832778263179508?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/9171832778263179508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=9171832778263179508&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/9171832778263179508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/9171832778263179508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-1-of-ramadhan.html' title='Day 1 of Ramadhan'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-6674489586062592699</id><published>2010-07-31T12:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T12:20:14.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Balik kampung</title><content type='html'>&lt;SPAN style='FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; FONT-WEIGHT:Normal;'&gt;It was such a wonderful feeling to be away from the office madness. I took a leave for 2 days.had to reschedule my class also.never mind though.i need to take a break&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Even so, I received an sms about work yesterday. In an attempt to shut it out, i forwarded it to the other person,hoping that person would take action in my absence.haven't heard anything from that person though.let's just ignore it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I was at my wife's kampung. haven't step in here for over 5 months. Wow! That was quite long. In another two weeks we'll be heading back to Terengganu, my hometown. Pun lame gk x balik.5 months over.the reason being: because of our newborn little prince. Tunggu die besaq sket baru balik@jalan jauh2.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Right now, my little prince is 3 and a half month. How time flies...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My wife is in the kitchen with her mother. And I'm left with Zarif. Hayun buai utk die tido. Letih dh tangan abah buaikan. X leh berenti,kalo x konfem die merengek-rengek nanti&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hahaha..nampak sangat aku ni xde keje lain. Update blog. Sonoknye cuti. X payah nk pikir psl kerje. Ignorance is such a bliss! Signing off...Tata..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from my HTC&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-6674489586062592699?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6674489586062592699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=6674489586062592699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/6674489586062592699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/6674489586062592699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/07/balik-kampung.html' title='Balik kampung'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-7094376517743566577</id><published>2010-07-27T17:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T17:55:28.928+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and raves'/><title type='text'>Flushing out these negative feelings</title><content type='html'>Seems like these days, time is not on my side. I don't even have time to write anymore. I used to write almost everyday. It felt good when I poured everything (not everything la, i have another blog for those personal thoughts that I don't wanna share here). It felt good when your cluttered mind become clear almost instantly the moment you finish your sentences. Let all the things troubling your mind go away in the infinite depth of the cyberspace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, at the moment, I truly need the motivation/finding time to write again co'z I have all these cluttered things in my mind that I need to flush away. Some day these feelings that I've kept bottled within me is gonna kill me if don't let it out somewhere. And I've found the perfect place to dump all these negative feelings. In the cyberspace. Bad choice? Who cares, it's my choice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been noticing that I was not the person I used to be. Sounds scary, huh? These days, whenever i am angry, I have this urgency to yell/raise my voice at that someone. I used to be cool whenever I'm angry, but not anymore. Can I blame it to work stress?..could be.. And by the way I hate my job! My admin job that is...it's what's been hindering me from focusing on my REAL job.can't wait for it to end early next year! Good luck to whomever that's gonna be my successor..If my term doesn't end next year, I will MAKE SURE it will. And by that, I mean... I'd have to KILL someone...Hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-7094376517743566577?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7094376517743566577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=7094376517743566577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/7094376517743566577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/7094376517743566577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/07/flushing-out-these-negative-feelings.html' title='Flushing out these negative feelings'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-8872752077051201581</id><published>2010-02-10T23:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T12:37:25.028+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and raves'/><title type='text'>A Challenge by my wife</title><content type='html'>Of late, i've been noticing that I've gained a lot of weight. And the excess fat i carried around my belly has begun to take its toll on my health. I've been to the doc a few times in the last few weeks when I had this unexplainable headache. The doc suspected that I had an elevated level of cholesterol, so I did blood test to reaffirm his theory. Truth be told, my cholesterol level was a bit on the high side so does my uric acid as well as some kind of hormones in my liver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a bit worried and began to adopt a healthy eating (konon2 nye..ahahhaha).and supposedly an exercise regime that i haven't even started yet! and my wife even puts me through this challenge ; that if i succeeded to reduce my weight to 75kg in 3 months, she would willingly reward me RM500. that was more than a week ago (2/2/10). i'm jotting this in the blog so that i can remember. and by the way, my current weight is 90.6 kg. an A+ score. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see what'll happen in 3 months time..huhuhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-8872752077051201581?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8872752077051201581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=8872752077051201581&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/8872752077051201581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/8872752077051201581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/02/challenge-by-my-wife.html' title='A Challenge by my wife'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-3755957223622845430</id><published>2010-02-10T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T22:52:31.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiery drink</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBJk-km7u5s/S3LIL8ixLBI/AAAAAAAAAUw/nUiQa-Xid5M/s1600-h/GPS_008-751609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBJk-km7u5s/S3LIL8ixLBI/AAAAAAAAAUw/nUiQa-Xid5M/s320/GPS_008-751609.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436627807745682450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;SPAN style='FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; FONT-WEIGHT:Normal;'&gt;File: GPS_008.jpg&lt;br&gt;Locate on Map: http://www.resco.net/gps.asp?q=6.443819,100.202625&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;____________&lt;br&gt;Sent by Resco Photo Manager.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-3755957223622845430?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3755957223622845430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=3755957223622845430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/3755957223622845430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/3755957223622845430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/02/fiery-drink.html' title='Fiery drink'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBJk-km7u5s/S3LIL8ixLBI/AAAAAAAAAUw/nUiQa-Xid5M/s72-c/GPS_008-751609.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-3636261469802593104</id><published>2010-02-06T07:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T07:38:56.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cute</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBJk-km7u5s/S2ysEdeIVnI/AAAAAAAAAUo/UuAJ_KHy-8w/s1600-h/IMAG0011-736924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBJk-km7u5s/S2ysEdeIVnI/AAAAAAAAAUo/UuAJ_KHy-8w/s320/IMAG0011-736924.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434908042959804018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;SPAN style='FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; FONT-WEIGHT:Normal;'&gt;I'm super cute.would you like to hug me?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;____________&lt;br&gt;Sent by Resco Photo Manager.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-3636261469802593104?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3636261469802593104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=3636261469802593104&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/3636261469802593104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/3636261469802593104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/02/cute.html' title='cute'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBJk-km7u5s/S2ysEdeIVnI/AAAAAAAAAUo/UuAJ_KHy-8w/s72-c/IMAG0011-736924.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-6490277992384007759</id><published>2010-01-20T03:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T03:10:33.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am bored and I can't sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBJk-km7u5s/S1YDqS2MJ7I/AAAAAAAAAUE/dzPdcXZfDZg/s1600-h/IMAG0020-733498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBJk-km7u5s/S1YDqS2MJ7I/AAAAAAAAAUE/dzPdcXZfDZg/s320/IMAG0020-733498.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428530425990227890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;SPAN style='FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; FONT-WEIGHT:Normal;'&gt;it's already 3.10am and I am still wide awake&lt;br&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-6490277992384007759?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6490277992384007759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=6490277992384007759&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/6490277992384007759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/6490277992384007759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-am-bored-and-i-cant-sleep.html' title='I am bored and I can&apos;t sleep'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBJk-km7u5s/S1YDqS2MJ7I/AAAAAAAAAUE/dzPdcXZfDZg/s72-c/IMAG0020-733498.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-744635156223364321</id><published>2009-04-22T10:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T12:02:22.647+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and raves'/><title type='text'>Of feeling emotionaly unstable</title><content type='html'>The last few days saw me tangled up in my own web of negative thoughts. I was constantly in the state of unmotivated, uninspired to do my works. And I was always feeling stressed up with my environment, with the people around me, be it at work or at home. Yeah, and I do know that these negative thoughts would definitely bring more negative thoughts as what the law of attraction states.If you don't know what the heck is the law of attraction, try read 'The Secret' or 'The Law of Attraction' book. Go figure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What could be the reason for the very existence of these negative thoughts? Couldn't say. In no mood to really really discuss it. What I could say, is that I have a lot of things in my mind right now which is kinda disturbing to know and sometimes could potentially bring me to the brink of schizophrenia, metaphorically speaking that is. And at this point, I think it's not the right time and channel to unravel what's bothering me.Yeah, I know..I might be overeacting and exaggerating too much on this. But it is what I feel and I'm the only one who really knows what it feels like to be in this state of chaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt like taking a break for a week and recharge. Away from this madness. But would it be enough for me? I'm a little bit sceptical about that. The only short-lived remedy I found is by taking comfort in sleep, which is what I usually do when I'm depressed, be it a short nap or super-long nap. And it does tremendously help in a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I feel like having a good dose of laugh. Can't even remember when was the last time I had a good loud hearty laugh. How do you trigger one, anyway?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-744635156223364321?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/744635156223364321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=744635156223364321&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/744635156223364321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/744635156223364321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/last-few-days-saw-me-tangled-up-in-my.html' title='Of feeling emotionaly unstable'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-4301782351189136470</id><published>2009-02-16T00:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T01:10:19.165+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and raves'/><title type='text'>I just could'nt sleep!</title><content type='html'>I should have been in a dream-like state right now. But, unfortunately, I'm not. Here I am, still wide awake. I went to bed like an hour and a half ago only to find myself tossing and turning around. For god's sake,I couldn't sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my eyes won't shut, I decided to finish up reading a book I was reading. 'Time Power' by Brian Tracy. You see, I have this problem of managing my own time. Someone suggested that I read this book. Hoping that I would somehow find some new insights on time management, I took the bait. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I decided against reading the book and here I am updating this blog.hahahahah. I didn't even have any idea what to write about. But my inner self insisted that I updated this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm..am still wondering why the hell can't I sleep tonight despite having a full day course today. maybe I'm worried there's still shitload of work for me to finish up come tomorrow. I know I've been procrastinating a lot lately (or was it all the time?).huhuhh... like it or not, I need to settle all those annoying things (erk,by annoying things, I'm referring to my 'kerja-kerja tertangguh'). Which reminds me that I still need to find a local plenary speaker for our conference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind though, I'll do it tomorrow. I think I should better try and get some sleep rite now.signing off now..adios...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-4301782351189136470?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4301782351189136470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=4301782351189136470&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/4301782351189136470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/4301782351189136470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-just-couldnt-sleep.html' title='I just could&apos;nt sleep!'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-3151194536903521044</id><published>2009-01-31T11:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T11:15:38.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well said Mr Prime Minister Erdogan..Kudos to him</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oY83lsO5VrM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oY83lsO5VrM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/7361973-3151194536903521044?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3151194536903521044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=3151194536903521044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/3151194536903521044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/3151194536903521044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/well-said-mr-prime-minister.html' title='Well said Mr Prime Minister Erdogan..Kudos to him'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-1138476569025791680</id><published>2008-08-11T15:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T17:31:21.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Typical Geek's DIY Weekend Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBJk-km7u5s/SKAGWnhQ3pI/AAAAAAAAADI/C5BB4vlbJDg/s1600-h/DSC00185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBJk-km7u5s/SKAGWnhQ3pI/AAAAAAAAADI/C5BB4vlbJDg/s320/DSC00185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233189752639905426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBJk-km7u5s/SKAF9R9XD6I/AAAAAAAAADA/9-aOwn5gN5c/s1600-h/DSC00183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBJk-km7u5s/SKAF9R9XD6I/AAAAAAAAADA/9-aOwn5gN5c/s320/DSC00183.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233189317355442082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBJk-km7u5s/SJ_mYz46QQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Op71fpU275k/s1600-h/DSC00182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBJk-km7u5s/SJ_mYz46QQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Op71fpU275k/s320/DSC00182.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233154605947961602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my Saturday evening with 'butchering' my old laptop..in an attempt to retrieve what's worth to be sold. My old laptop sustained very serious injury as you can see the innards of my old laptop splattered on the carpet..minus the blood of course.hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the 'shelf life' of the laptop has expired, (I wouldn't dare say it was dead co'z it has served me well during my postgraduate studies) I took every chance of it to check every nook and crook (err..is this the right spelling?) of the laptop. I practically harrassed my laptop the point it was bare naked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, I managed to salvage a few parts that I thought might be useful. The hardisk I can use as an external storage. The RAM and the DVD combo writer might earn me some money if i auction it off the net&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-1138476569025791680?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1138476569025791680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=1138476569025791680&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/1138476569025791680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/1138476569025791680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/08/typical-geeks-diy-weekend-project.html' title='A Typical Geek&apos;s DIY Weekend Project'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBJk-km7u5s/SKAGWnhQ3pI/AAAAAAAAADI/C5BB4vlbJDg/s72-c/DSC00185.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-6779469930719650335</id><published>2008-08-07T16:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T17:12:16.198+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and raves'/><title type='text'>Wrong decision</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBJk-km7u5s/SJq8Wzdog6I/AAAAAAAAACw/lg8CP_0A8y8/s1600-h/decision.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBJk-km7u5s/SJq8Wzdog6I/AAAAAAAAACw/lg8CP_0A8y8/s320/decision.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231701017101894562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when I make wrong decision. Decision that can ruin someone else's happy moments. Decision that would make me unpopular, hated. Decision that would leave people labelling me as heartless. Decision..decision..decision.. I am always like this when it boils down to making decision. Most of the times, I am always indecisive regardless of anything I do. Even life's simple chores would prove to be a hassle for me to make the right decision. And yes, I seldom choose wisely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I was given the responsibility by the school to hold this position...an admin position to be exact. Being in this position would require a lot of decision making. And being me, I can only agree that it would only add salt to the wound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm kinda feeling a lil bit down co'z I have ruined someone else's life (not entirely..but just a tiny bit). But still, it hurts when you know you are wrong. I can only comfort myself by letting this guilty feelings out in the cyberspace. May the infinite depth of cyberspace swallow this guilt and bring peace and solace to me ---&amp;gt;&lt;i&gt;mende dah aku ngarut nie..huhuhh&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-6779469930719650335?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6779469930719650335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=6779469930719650335&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/6779469930719650335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/6779469930719650335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/08/wrong-decision.html' title='Wrong decision'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBJk-km7u5s/SJq8Wzdog6I/AAAAAAAAACw/lg8CP_0A8y8/s72-c/decision.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-6089917571817631753</id><published>2008-07-21T11:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T11:45:01.723+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and raves'/><title type='text'>Monday blues..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;I'm feeling kinda bored today. Felt like not doing any work today eventhough there are heaps of things to do. I even cancelled my class today. The thought of getting an MC did cross my mind. But what the heck should I tell the doc? That I'm so lazy to go to work that I need an MC?huhuhh..I still need to do my lecture notes but no matter how many times I reminded myself, the old procrastinator in me still refused to change. I always do things until the last minute. I know it's unhealthy but I can't help it. Maybe I need to do something about it, now that I realized that I'm being burdened by lots of works.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-6089917571817631753?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6089917571817631753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=6089917571817631753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/6089917571817631753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/6089917571817631753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/07/monday-blues.html' title='Monday blues..'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-571873479018390341</id><published>2008-06-19T12:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T09:52:43.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Firefox Download Day 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_OBJk-km7u5s/SFsNZJE659I/AAAAAAAAACo/2LcLywwsId0/s1600-h/certificate+firefox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_OBJk-km7u5s/SFsNZJE659I/AAAAAAAAACo/2LcLywwsId0/s320/certificate+firefox.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213775719195928530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't hardly wait for the release of the new Firefox 3. I was early by 6 hours trying to find the link to download the new version of Firefox only to realize that it was still early in US and I had to wait.ahahahha. I only managed to download the next day. Now I'm a proud owner of Firefox 3! And here's the proof...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-571873479018390341?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/571873479018390341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=571873479018390341&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/571873479018390341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/571873479018390341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/06/firefox-download-day-2008.html' title='Firefox Download Day 2008'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_OBJk-km7u5s/SFsNZJE659I/AAAAAAAAACo/2LcLywwsId0/s72-c/certificate+firefox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-4233877398777536278</id><published>2008-01-10T00:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T00:19:13.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My very own little city</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;I know this is somewhat lame. But what da heck. I just have to try this out. I'm just curious how my very own little city would end up. Do visit &lt;a href='http://sulab.myminicity.com/'&gt;Sulab's City&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p class='poweredbyperformancing'&gt;Powered by &lt;a href='http://scribefire.com/'&gt;ScribeFire&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-4233877398777536278?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4233877398777536278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=4233877398777536278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/4233877398777536278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/4233877398777536278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-very-own-little-city.html' title='My very own little city'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-1420684689891644854</id><published>2007-12-03T11:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T11:24:56.105+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and raves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>Flu bug...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.knoxcounty.org/current/images/flu_shots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.knoxcounty.org/current/images/flu_shots.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I caught flu today. My body might give the impression that I'm about to fall sick, and the flu bug might start wrecking havoc in my body. But according to an article I read from googling around, your body might do wonders if you fight back the flu bug when it first hits. Therefore, don't just lie down as if you're accepting defeat. Instead, brave through the day. Made a mental note to buy garlic capsules today from the pharmacy. The garlic capsules is traditionally believed to boost your immune system. And it never fails me before. I always take a few capsules whenever I feel that the flu bug is about to strike. Hope it won't turn into a full-blown flu yet. Just hang on there mate..huhuhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-1420684689891644854?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1420684689891644854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=1420684689891644854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/1420684689891644854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/1420684689891644854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/12/flu-bug.html' title='Flu bug...'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-3086283854287558097</id><published>2007-12-02T11:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T11:43:15.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Awesome!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.speedtest.net'&gt;&lt;img src='http://www.speedtest.net/result/207938658.png'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Wow...i wish this speed would be permanent&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p class='poweredbyperformancing'&gt;Powered by &lt;a href='http://scribefire.com/'&gt;ScribeFire&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-3086283854287558097?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3086283854287558097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=3086283854287558097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/3086283854287558097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/3086283854287558097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/12/still-awesome.html' title='Still Awesome!!!!'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-1493711422110107945</id><published>2007-12-01T10:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T10:37:13.857+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><title type='text'>Awesome!!</title><content type='html'>My uni internet connection today is awesome. Super fast!! Everything loads so fast in a blink of an eye!!! Yeah, you're right. I'm such an internet addict. Can't get enough of it. I wonder what my life would be without internet.. Meaningless?? hehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.speedtest.net"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.speedtest.net/result/207613948.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-1493711422110107945?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1493711422110107945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=1493711422110107945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/1493711422110107945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/1493711422110107945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/12/awesome.html' title='Awesome!!'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-7175174192627824487</id><published>2007-05-24T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T17:04:49.371+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and raves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gadget'/><title type='text'>MD auction ends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_OBJk-km7u5s/RlVd6jEwtzI/AAAAAAAAABk/fzcwa-Pz10c/s1600-h/lelong.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_OBJk-km7u5s/RlVd6jEwtzI/AAAAAAAAABk/fzcwa-Pz10c/s320/lelong.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068060216104367922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One can see me grinning from ear to ear this evening as my MD auction concluded with a totally unbelievable staggering figure. RM751!! I earned extra RM151 profit just by selling an 8-month old MZ-RH1 minidisc. After all it was just a used MD. I guessed it was my lucky day. Thanks heaven. Right now, I just need to be patient waiting for the auction winner to bank in the money. Will contact him/her tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-7175174192627824487?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7175174192627824487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=7175174192627824487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/7175174192627824487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/7175174192627824487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/05/md-auction-ends.html' title='MD auction ends'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_OBJk-km7u5s/RlVd6jEwtzI/AAAAAAAAABk/fzcwa-Pz10c/s72-c/lelong.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-1421810784953117216</id><published>2007-05-24T10:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T17:04:49.373+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and raves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gadget'/><title type='text'>MD auction update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Current bid. As of 10am this morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_OBJk-km7u5s/RlT9ljEwtxI/AAAAAAAAABU/Rcnp2LTnGiU/s1600-h/lelong1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_OBJk-km7u5s/RlT9ljEwtxI/AAAAAAAAABU/Rcnp2LTnGiU/s320/lelong1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067954302210848530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The starting price...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_OBJk-km7u5s/RlT98jEwtyI/AAAAAAAAABc/mscKJWO4DTo/s1600-h/lelong2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_OBJk-km7u5s/RlT98jEwtyI/AAAAAAAAABc/mscKJWO4DTo/s320/lelong2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067954697347839778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wished the price could fetch up to the RM700 marker. Hopefully...5 more hours until auction ends. Bid..bid..bid...heheheeh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-1421810784953117216?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1421810784953117216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=1421810784953117216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/1421810784953117216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/1421810784953117216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/05/md-auction-update.html' title='MD auction update'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_OBJk-km7u5s/RlT9ljEwtxI/AAAAAAAAABU/Rcnp2LTnGiU/s72-c/lelong1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-1335722651668868053</id><published>2007-05-24T10:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T17:04:49.373+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and raves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gadget'/><title type='text'>Au revoir MD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_OBJk-km7u5s/RlTzrzEwtuI/AAAAAAAAAA8/97ipQbb7ZjQ/s1600-h/P5140003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_OBJk-km7u5s/RlTzrzEwtuI/AAAAAAAAAA8/97ipQbb7ZjQ/s200/P5140003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067943414468753122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;My body still ached all over when I woke up this morning. The intense squash playing game yesterday was to blame. I shouldn't have played knowing that I was quite tired. Sleep deprivation maybe...hmmm. Made a mental note not to play today..huhuhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more cheery note... my MZ-RH1 minidisc auction had reached record-high RM664 bid this morning. That was more than I expected. My reserve price was only RM600. And I previously bought the minidisc at RM600. Guess, I lose nothing but gaining profit.hehehe..I checked the auction at 2.45am this morning. Crazy huh? Since I slept early last night...11-ish if I'm not mistaken, I kept waking up in the middle of the night. Two times actually. Maybe it was because of my aching body.huhuhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very reluctant to sell my MD at first. But as I need the money badly,  I was willing to part with my beloved gadget. Since I mainly use my RH-1 for music listening, I thought it would be waste for under-utilizing it. I rarely used the recording function. Only occasionally. This RH-1 is more suited for a musician or singer wannabe. In my opinion la...Oh..Don't worry..the money will be put into good use. Not to buy another gadget.Hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I would jump into the MD world after I got some decent job. If and only if the MD format still lives. Yup, I know, it's dying. The MZ-RH1 is rumored to be last MD of Sony. And the best of its kind. Nothing beats the superb audio quality of an MD. MD can easily beat an Ipod hands down in terms of sonic reproduction. Ipod is just an iconic fashion statement not the ultimate audio player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok..enough said. I would surely miss my MD after this :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="poweredbyperformancing"&gt;Powered by &lt;a href="http://scribefire.com/"&gt;ScribeFire&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-1335722651668868053?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1335722651668868053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=1335722651668868053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/1335722651668868053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/1335722651668868053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/05/au-revoir-md.html' title='Au revoir MD'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_OBJk-km7u5s/RlTzrzEwtuI/AAAAAAAAAA8/97ipQbb7ZjQ/s72-c/P5140003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-8824578318265286469</id><published>2007-05-22T00:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T16:59:48.045+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self-help'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational'/><title type='text'>10 Ways to Keep Your Memory Strong</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;  Check out the top 10 ways to keep your brain waves active and your memory strong.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;b&gt;1. Brain food:&lt;/b&gt; Don’t let yourself run on empty. &lt;a target='_new' href='http://www.ediets.com/start.cfm?code=28230' set='yes'&gt;A balanced diet&lt;/a&gt; will help keep your mind running strong all day long. Make sure to include plenty of fruits and leafy green vegetables. They are loaded with essential antioxidants and nutrients to boost your brain power. Some of the best foods for thought include: blueberries, blackberries, fish and fish oils, eggs, spinach, strawberries and almonds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;b&gt;2. Exercise:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a target='_new' href='http://www.ediets.com/start.cfm?code=28230'&gt;Get your body moving&lt;/a&gt; and your memory will soon follow. Exercise improves the heart’s blood flow. This, in turn, helps the brain function better and stay sharper. Studies have also found that cardiovascular exercises done over a long period of time help reduce the amount of brain tissue you lose as you age.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;b&gt;3. Brain Games:&lt;/b&gt; Unscramble your memory with Scrabble. Intellectually stimulating activities and games such as Scrabble, crossword puzzles and trivia games are great for boosting your memory. Have fun and challenge your brain with these fun memory games.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;b&gt;4. Pick Up a Book:&lt;/b&gt; The key to keeping your memory sharp is to continue to challenge it. Try to always have a book in hand. After you’re done reading a chapter or two, question and review the material you’ve read. Try to imagine what you’re reading. Discuss what you’ve read, and talk about it with friends or join a book club. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;b&gt;5. Take a Sip Down Memory Lane:&lt;/b&gt; Coffee is good for more than just getting you out of bed in the morning. Researches have found the stimulant affect of caffeine can help boost memory. Studies have also found that key enzymes found in green and black teas help improve memory functions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;b&gt;6. Cultivate interest:&lt;/b&gt; We tend to remember the things that we enjoy. Find ways to make a boring subject fun by associating it to something you already know. If you have to remember a list, try to make a fun sentence out of the first letters of each item or try categorizing things into a group. You can also use your imagination and create a fun story behind a subject to help make it easier to remember.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. Catch some those Zzzz’s:&lt;/b&gt; Sleep plays a critical role in your physiological function and is vital for your intellectual development. Memory failure is a common occurrence for many sleep-deprived individuals. A study conducted at the University of Luebeck found that creativity and problem solving appear to be directly linked to adequate sleep. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;b&gt;8. Repeat After Me:&lt;/b&gt; When learning new information, the more you repeat it, the more likely you will be able to recall that information. Practice is the key to lasting memory. Practice is the key to lasting memory. Practice is the key to lasting memory. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;b&gt;9. Give It a Beat:&lt;/b&gt; Music not only helps trigger memories of past events, but also stimulates learning skills. Music has also been shown to help retain information and provide multiple modes of information retrieval.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;b&gt;10. Pick Your Own Brain and Share it with Others:&lt;/b&gt; Don’t keep your knowledge stored up. Teaching others is another great way to boost memory skills. You should also become your own teacher. Don’t be afraid of taking on new challenges. You might not be in school anymore but that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t test yourself. After you learn something, it’s important to put the new information to use.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.ediets.com/news/article.cfm/1/cmi_2314705/cid_5/code_30171'&gt;&lt;i&gt;Link of article&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; 	  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;p class='poweredbyperformancing'&gt;Powered by &lt;a href='http://scribefire.com/'&gt;ScribeFire&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-8824578318265286469?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8824578318265286469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=8824578318265286469&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/8824578318265286469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/8824578318265286469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/05/10-ways-to-keep-your-memory-strong.html' title='10 Ways to Keep Your Memory Strong'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-4410580479690334876</id><published>2007-05-21T22:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T17:09:22.875+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joke'/><title type='text'>Joke of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;A joke worth sharing...hehehe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family: verdana;'&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size='4'&gt;Malaysian Hell&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;font size='4'&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family: verdana;'&gt;A Malaysian dies and goes to hell. There he finds that there is a different &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;'&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;span style='font-family: verdana;'&gt;hell for each country. He goes first to the German hell and asks: "What do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family: verdana;'&gt;they do here?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family: verdana;'&gt;He is told "First they put you in an electric chair for an hour. Then they &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;'&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;span style='font-family: verdana;'&gt;lay you on a bed of nails for another hour. Then the German devil comes in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family: verdana;'&gt;and whips you for the rest of the day."&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family: verdana;'&gt;The man does not like the sound of that at all,so he moves on. He checks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;'&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;span style='font-family: verdana;'&gt;out the American hell as well as the Russian hell and many more. He &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family: verdana;'&gt;discovers that they are all more or less the same as the German hell.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family: verdana;'&gt;Then he comes to the Malaysian hell and finds that there is a very long &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;'&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;span style='font-family: verdana;'&gt;line of people waiting to get in. Amazed he asks "What do they do here?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family: verdana;'&gt;He is told "First they put you in an electric chair for an hour. Then they &lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family: verdana;'&gt;lay you on a bed of nails for another hour. Then the Malaysian devil comes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;'&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;span style='font-family: verdana;'&gt;in and whips you for the rest of the day."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family: verdana;'&gt;"But that is exactly the same as all the other hells - why are there so &lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family: verdana;'&gt;many people waiting to get in? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family: verdana;'&gt;"Because maintenance is so bad that the electric chair does not work, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family: verdana;'&gt;someone has stolen all the nails from the bed, and the devil is a former &lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family: verdana;'&gt;Govt servant, so he comes in, signs the register and then goes to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;'&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;span style='font-family: verdana;'&gt;canteen for teh-tarik..."&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;Powered by &lt;a href='http://scribefire.com/'&gt;ScribeFire&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/7361973-4410580479690334876?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4410580479690334876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=4410580479690334876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/4410580479690334876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/4410580479690334876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/05/joke-of-day.html' title='Joke of the day'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-7330287998761167303</id><published>2007-05-17T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T09:05:58.698+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>The amazing dots...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.grand-illusions.com/images/dot%20illusion.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.grand-illusions.com/images/dot%20illusion.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;           Watch the X in the middle very closely. You will see the purple dots               disappear.... but they haven't really gone. It is an after image               effect - move your head slightly, and the dots will reappear...               amazing or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;This             illusion was designed by Jeremy L Hinton of Bristol, UK, and this             illusion - with a lot more explanation and many other illusions as             well - can be found at the web site of &lt;a style="color: brown;" set="yes" href="http://www.michaelbach.de/ot/col_rapidAfterimage/index.html"&gt;Michael             Bach&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-7330287998761167303?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.grand-illusions.com/amazingdots.htm' title='The amazing dots...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7330287998761167303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=7330287998761167303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/7330287998761167303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/7330287998761167303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/05/amazing-dots.html' title='The amazing dots...'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-347105082319431793</id><published>2007-05-13T11:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T17:09:22.875+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joke'/><title type='text'>Broadband joke</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.redesignmalaysia.com/category/technology/wireless-broadband/'&gt;Redesign Malaysia: For Better Broadband, For the Rakyat. - Internet, Broadband, Malaysia, WiFi, Wireless, WiMax, Streamyx, Jaring and more… » Wireless Broadband&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt; &lt;div align='justify'&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;After having dug to a depth of 1000 meters last year, Swedish scientists found traces of copper wire dating back 1000 years and came to the conclusion that their ancestors already had a telephone network more than 1000 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;Not to be outdone by the Swedes, in the weeks that followed, English scientists dug to a depth of 2000 meters and shortly after headlines in the UK newspapers read; English archaeologists have found traces of 2000 year old fiber-optic cable and have concluded that their ancestors already had an advanced high-tech digital communications network a thousand years earlier than the Swedes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;One week later, Malaysian newspapers reported the following: After digging as deep as 5000 meters in padi fields in Kedah, Malaysian scientists have found absolutely nothing. They, therefore, have concluded that 5000 years ago, Malaysian’s inhabitants were already using wireless technology.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pretty much self-explanatory of the current broadband scenario in Malaysia&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;p class='poweredbyperformancing'&gt;Powered by &lt;a href='http://scribefire.com/'&gt;ScribeFire&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-347105082319431793?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/347105082319431793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=347105082319431793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/347105082319431793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/347105082319431793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/05/broadband-joke.html' title='Broadband joke'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-4575752464042272784</id><published>2007-04-18T16:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T16:53:55.526+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and raves'/><title type='text'>Easily distracted?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I finally got the determination to continue my thesis writing after a dose of motivational talk from my supervisor. Was it yesterday..or was it the last two days has it been. Though there are certainly a lot of things that I don't like about my supervisor (&lt;i&gt;erk..mati aku kalo die bace ni)&lt;/i&gt;, there's one particular thing I'm sure that no one will argue he's good at. He's a natural speaker, motivator. His words are like magic to the ears.hahahaah..&lt;i&gt;over ke aku ckp nie&lt;/i&gt;? Whenever he motivates us (me and Anakgajah), I would be inspired..to the point that I would immediately start worrying about my thesis. I don't know about Anakgajah, but I'm totally captivated by his motivational talk.hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today I was glued to my chair since morning...ears stucked with earphones...totally immersed in my own 'thesis writing mode' world...until someone yelled at me. Erk, of course that someone had to yell since I had my ears stucked with the buds. He/she asked me to help him/her with something. Which I willingly do since it was not such a hassle to do.With a quick 'googling', I came out with an answer for him/her. (&lt;i&gt;I would rather not name this someone..co'z he/she might be offended of what I wrote&lt;/i&gt;). I quickly resume my 'thesis writing mode'..again ears filled with the tunes. Yerp, I do this (ears stucked with earphones) quite often whenever I wanna concentrate on something..in an attempt to shut out the world from my own 'parallel world'.huhuhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not later than 5 minutes, someone came over to my place again demanding my attention to whatever he/she was saying. That someone wanted to borrow something. Since I don't have that thing, I quickly dismissed him/her. But then, he/she didn't budge..standing right behind me he/she keep gawking at my laptop screen and asking this and that about my thesis..Erk, to be frank, I just hate this kind of thing. I'm warning you, please don't bother me while I'm doing my work..while I'm &lt;b&gt;seriously&lt;/b&gt; doing my work. After what seems like an eternity (&lt;i&gt;exaggerating abih..&lt;/i&gt;) that someone was gone.Again, I stucked the earphones and resumed my work. By this time, I couldn't concentrate anymore..and the tunes won't help either. I could barely hear the chatters of people surrounding me. Though it wasn't something of that great importance, I couldn't help but caught their conversations. Mind you, I couldn't raise the volume of my minidisc further, or else I would lose my hearing.hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go..sometimes I just hate me for being easily distracted by even the slightest sound my ears could catch. And sad to say, I couldn't help but felt a little bit annoyed to those who disturbed me. And if I'm in really bad mood, I could easily lose my temper over the most trivial matter. But most of the time, I'll try to keep it down..for everyone's sake.hehehe...I guess not everyone would notice my sudden change of mood. Only people who possess the will of a 'ninja' can. People who can read 'underneath the underneath'.&lt;i&gt;(mengarut dah aku nie.huhuhh)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the reason I hate to do my work (and especially my thesis writing) in a noisy environment. Do Master's room is considered a noisy environment? For me, yes! Especially right now, after lunch hour...the noise was unbearable. People were talking and laughing..and to make matters worst, &lt;i&gt;meja sebelah aku jadik port&lt;/i&gt;. Aggghhhh.. I just couldn't take it anymore. Erm, that's why la, I'd be better off doing my work in my hostel's room..where I won't be distracted. Sometimes, I would just stay at my room instead of coming to the school. Am I weird or what?...do people who like to do their work in a secluded place considered freaks?Huhuhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from hostel. Yep, I went back to find peace and solace. Not that I have the slightest interest to sleep, but I was planning to continue this entry only to find out that I couldn't remotely access my laptop in the Master's room. Agghhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm&amp;amp;nbsp; ravenous. Am waiting for my other friend to go to the cafe. And as I was writing this, &lt;i&gt;the port&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;was still alive. People were still gathered there albeit with less number of people. They were still chattering. Or was it a new session?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better go now, my stomach was starting to make weird grumbling noise.huhuhh...signing off now.tata...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="poweredbyperformancing"&gt;Powered by &lt;a href="http://scribefire.com/"&gt;ScribeFire&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-4575752464042272784?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4575752464042272784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=4575752464042272784&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/4575752464042272784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/4575752464042272784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/04/easily-distracted.html' title='Easily distracted?'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-2623561394960096370</id><published>2007-03-21T02:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T16:53:55.526+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and raves'/><title type='text'>#Quiz Frenzy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;The clock has already struck 1am.I'm still wide awake.suddenly i felt like updating this blog.hehehe..it has been a while.huhuhh. I was chatting in the mIRC a while ago until it suddenly went berserk. the network is not stable at all. it kept connecting and disconnecting in the most annoying manner i could think of.huhuhhh..i don't know why i have the sudden interest to start chatting again.in my early years of doing master, i was hooked to the mIRC..particularly in #quiz channel, where I would fight with other people answering the questions.the fastest would always win.and undeniably, I was among the fastest at that time (erk..I'm not boasting la..it's the truth). it was so fun and sometimes hilarious too.hilarious melihat gelagat adik2 di cenel pot pet.huhuhh..at that time, I was not alone.back in the days, I played together with #anakzirafah.he was quite an opponent..but not on par with me yet. (hahaha..boasting again).since I've mastered the art of 'typing' from my parents, I  was the clear winner at that time.mind you, I can type on the keyboard with my eyes closed. an advantage for me..since i don't have to look at the keyboard,thus saving time when answering the questions.hehehe.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;and now, I was into the #quiz again.i don't know what got into me.maybe plain boredom. or maybe unsurmountable pressure of writing  up thesis.hehehe...i can't decide which one is the most contributing factor.huhuhh..the thing is, over the period, i've made some friends from the channel. even added them to my yahoo messenger list and my friendster.hehehe..and i even got to know with one of my own classmate. after all the time, it was quite shocking to finally learn the truth that the chatter was actually my own classmate, who happened to sit so close to my place.seriously, i can't even believe it when he revealed his indentity...that guy was definitely not the same person when he's chatting.his accent..his attitude.totally contradict to the real him.huhuhh..actually it was me who revealed my identity co'z I'm sick of lying. imagine being caught in your own blunder. huhuhh..nevermind though..we have since become tennis buddies. hehehe..i'm on my way of becoming the next Federer.hehehe..&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;so, there you go. tennis is my new addiction nowadays..my new infatuation.besides squash la. but to be frank, squash is much much more fun to play. and a much quicker way to burn the calories.hehehe..there was this time when i played tennis for 4 consecutive days.and in one occasion, day and night until i got blisters on my hand. crazy, isn't it? but seriously, I had so much fun eventhough i'm just starting to learn to play. never mind though, i'll keep practicing until i got it right.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;erm...what else to write ar? i'm out of idea...and my eyes are demanding me to obey them.which at this moment, to close them.to get the rest i very much needed (&lt;i&gt;penat woo&lt;/i&gt; since &lt;i&gt;mlm ni pun main tenis&lt;/i&gt;). oh my god, it's frigging 2.49am already.erk, do bear in mind that i didn't take 1 hour and 49 minutes to write this entry..since i started at 1am. i got an sms from Jib at around 1.30am asking me to join him for a drink..which I couldn't resist,since i wanna have a taste of it (sparkling white grape drink..kinda like champagne,only it's not..erk..no alcohol maa).i lost track of time when i was in Jib's room.&lt;i&gt;sebab borak2 tak hengat dunia dah..huhuhh&lt;/i&gt;. ok..there you go.see, i didn't take the entire 2 hours just to write this entry... ok ar,i think i better go to sleep now.oh wait..what's that noise.huhuhh..erk, it  was my hamsters..cheerfully playing with their wheels..&lt;i&gt;bising ar..nak kena blasah dorang ni&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;k, i'm signing  off rite now..tata...&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-2623561394960096370?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2623561394960096370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=2623561394960096370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/2623561394960096370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/2623561394960096370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/03/quiz-frenzy.html' title='#Quiz Frenzy'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-2706166065404710454</id><published>2007-03-06T19:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T16:59:16.229+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>What Tarot Card Are You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Huhuh...was reading this entry in my usual frequented blog. Decided to try it out. not that i'm that &lt;strike&gt;superstious&lt;/strike&gt; superstitious (erk,wrong spelling i guess..or was it &lt;strike&gt;supersticious&lt;/strike&gt;..what the heck). Turned out that i got the Wheel of Fortune tarot card. it says here.."&lt;i&gt;you are lucky in all things that you do....&lt;/i&gt;". which is strangely true..whatever..hahaha..so what tarot card are you? Go figure!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;p align='center'&gt;&lt;img src='http://www.flarn.com/%7Ewarlock/tarot/catpeople/10.jpg'&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;h2 align='center'&gt;&lt;font face='Verdana'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are The Wheel of Fortune&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;p align='center'&gt;&lt;font face='Verdana'&gt;Good fortune and happiness but sometimes a species of &lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;intoxication with success&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;p align='center'&gt;&lt;font face='Verdana'&gt;The Wheel of Fortune is all about big things, luck, change, fortune. Almost always good fortune. You are lucky in all things that you do and happy with the things that come to you. Be careful that success does not go to your head however. Sometimes luck can change.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;p align='center'&gt;&lt;font size='2' face='Verdana'&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.flarn.com/%7Ewarlock/tarot'&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;p class='poweredbyperformancing'&gt;powered by &lt;a href='http://performancing.com/firefox'&gt;performancing firefox&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-2706166065404710454?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2706166065404710454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=2706166065404710454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/2706166065404710454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/2706166065404710454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-tarot-card-are-you.html' title='What Tarot Card Are You?'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-7638456350099469320</id><published>2007-02-06T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T16:53:55.526+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and raves'/><title type='text'>Grumble of the day - Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;today might be the most unluckiest day for me..i was mad as hell in the most  cutest way.clad only in a towel (i was just returning from the morning  shower)..barely covering my 3month old belly..fuming like hell in front of my  own room.for god’s sake..i left the key inside the room and someone who was  supposed to be in there (i saw him soundly asleep when i was about to go shower)  was not there anymore.aaarrrgghhhhhhh…i was so mad at this guy..cursing him in  my head and at the same time trying to maintain my composure.erk,please bear in  mind that this guy is not my room mate.he is nobody actually..who happens to be  ‘squatting’ in my room that night without even notifying me that he would sleep  over and who happens to wake me up in the middle of the night.erk..we’ll get to  that part later…later. anyway, this guy is #anakzirafah’s good old friend who  keeps wanting to ‘squatting’ in my room for the last two weeks (not everyday but  most of the days of the week) despite having other friends scattered everywhere  in the block.(mmg bnyk pun bilik kawan lain,tapi saje nk lepak bilik  aku.huhuhh). and there i was…standing in front of my own…looking like a bloody  clown (in my own unique way.huhuhh)…waiting for a miracle to happen.as if the  door’s gonna magically opened by itself. my mind was furiously finding a  solution..and trying hard to remember his words in the last couple of days.he  used to say that he likes to ‘lepak’ in Ira’s room (one of my juniors). so, i  went there…and to my dissappointment,he was not there at all. damn! returned  back to my room only to find that he was still not back yet.as a last resort, i  decided to borrow my neighbour’s cellphone.have to wait for him returning from  shower  though.i had to stand in front of my room for half an hour..feeling like  an idiot all the while.people who passed by gave me curious looks. they might be  wondering as to why the hell i was standing half naked in front of my room and  wearing that grumpy look on my face.it felt like eternity waiting for my  neighbour.when i managed to get a hold of the cellphone, i straight away called  my dearest ‘azizam’ since that was the only number i could  remember..hahaha..asked for #anakzirafah’s phone number and called him.he, in  turn called ‘the guy’ to tell him i was locked out in front of my own room! i  was really nearing to explode by that time. i could’ve sworn that if i saw ‘that  guy’ at the moment…i would’ve to kill him with my bare hand..oh wait, maybe  using my toothbrush or my toothpaste or my shower cream would’ve been a crueller  way instead. alas, he didn’t even show up.he couldn’t have..or else he might be  dead of toothpaste overstuffing! instead, he sent his ‘minion’ to give me the  key. lucky him! ok, the thing is..what irritated me most was the fact that ‘that  guy’ left my room to sleep in his ‘minion’s room…not that i was annoyed that he  didn’t sleep in my room..i’d be glad if he just vanished from earth..but the  fact that he didn’t even notify me..taking along my room’s key…that was the part  that i couldn’t fathom..why oh why must u leave me humiliated like this. on  second thought, he might think that i was already gone to school..erk..takkan  aku pi skul pakai selipar jepun..selipar mandi  lagi..huhuhh….. aarrrghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…funny eh, the only thing that  inspires me to blog (after yet another hibernation period) today is  hatred..wrath..whatever you might want to call it.ok enough..on to the second  part of my grumble of the day. (erk..sambung nanti ar,nak gi basuh kepala  jap..berasap nie) (&lt;em&gt;to be concluded…)&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/7361973-7638456350099469320?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7638456350099469320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=7638456350099469320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/7638456350099469320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/7638456350099469320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/02/grumble-of-day-part-1.html' title='Grumble of the day - Part 1'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-6050771930985560951</id><published>2006-12-07T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T16:53:55.526+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and raves'/><title type='text'>Flies for lunch? Anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_OBJk-km7u5s/RXg5UHfVhgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mAUB4JlpyKw/s1600-h/flies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_OBJk-km7u5s/RXg5UHfVhgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mAUB4JlpyKw/s320/flies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005814003592955394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flies...a looming threat to the health of USM's students.Commonly found in USM's cafes. Easily attracted to the food you bought. Would be adamant enough to get a taste of your food even it would cost their life. Believe me, I've killed at least one of them each day...with my bare hand...hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-6050771930985560951?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6050771930985560951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=6050771930985560951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/6050771930985560951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/6050771930985560951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/12/flies-for-lunch-anyone.html' title='Flies for lunch? Anyone?'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_OBJk-km7u5s/RXg5UHfVhgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mAUB4JlpyKw/s72-c/flies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-116545476117288609</id><published>2006-12-07T09:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T16:53:55.526+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and raves'/><title type='text'>In the morning...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;am still waiting for anakgajah to go  for breakfast.my stomach is already making weird sounds..grumbling for food.luckily, kak z gave me a piece of karipap which substanstially help ease the hunger pang. erm..where is she?i wonder…maybe got stuck in the traffic (not that i’m aware of the current traffic condition in our town..huhuhh..i was hardly on the road these days).i think i’ll give her another 15 minutes since i hate eating alone at the cafe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;erm..my second post since the long hibernation period. am still blur as to what i should write.i guess the empty stomach doesn’t help generating ideas to write.hehehe..just called anakgajah,didn’t even pick up her phone.i wonder where she might be.maybe she went to the hospital for her son’s check-up?can’t wait any longer..need to go now…tata&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-116545476117288609?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/116545476117288609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=116545476117288609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/116545476117288609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/116545476117288609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/12/in-morning.html' title='In the morning...'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-116542552531941727</id><published>2006-12-07T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T16:53:55.527+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and raves'/><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Yet another blog-writing-hibernation for me.it&amp;rsquo;s been quite some time&amp;hellip;too long actually since i last poured out my thoughts inside this blog.hello!!in case u&amp;rsquo;ve forgotten..this blog IS ur pensieve of thoughts (just a quick reminder for me to be more&amp;nbsp;active updating my blog..hahaha).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;well..well..where do i actually start?don&amp;rsquo;t even know where to start.i guess too much happened over the last x months (sorry..i lost count of how many months with no update).i know&amp;hellip;i must be the laziest person on earth who happen to have a blog on the net just as to not be left behind with the blog-craze age.huh? just a quick note of what &lt;strong&gt;U&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;rsquo;ve been missing lately (not that i expect there are other people&amp;nbsp;reading this blog..besides &lt;a href="http://blackmountain.blogdrive.com/" target="_blank"&gt;anakgajah&lt;/a&gt;..hahaha..whatever).ok, ermm.. anakgajah is blessed with &amp;lsquo;anak anakgajah&amp;rsquo;.yeaa..there&amp;rsquo;s another member in our so called zoo.meaning that anakgajah is actually a proud mum right now with a baby boy who keeps waking her up in the middle of the night &amp;lsquo;with no apparent reason&amp;rsquo;.refer to &lt;a href="http://www.blackmountain.blogdrive.com/" target="_blank"&gt;anakgajah&amp;rsquo;s blog&lt;/a&gt;..if u please.hehehe&amp;hellip;erm what else..i&amp;rsquo;m still here..USM..still struggling to finish my masters&amp;hellip;what else aar? anak zirafah is currently working here as a lecturer&amp;hellip;i guess it was quite a tough decision for him though but in the end i think it was worth it&amp;hellip;considering it is always his dream to be an educationist (if there&amp;rsquo;s such a word..malas nak check dictionary).mind you..his previous employer was willing to up his salary so as to not let him go.if i were him, i would&amp;rsquo;ve taken the money&amp;hellip;hehehe..mata duitan aku nie&amp;hellip;hahaha&amp;hellip;and the most important thing..i got myself a wifey!!! erk&amp;hellip;wife to be (to be exact)&amp;hellip; as in girlfriend? can&amp;rsquo;t wait to get married..oopss..erm, having her in my life means a lot to me&amp;hellip;and i dare to change because of her&amp;hellip;is this the so called power of love? hahaha&amp;hellip;to be honest i can&amp;rsquo;t even imagine myself saying this..power of love..huhhhh..as sceptical as i am&amp;hellip;i think i might wanna change my perception from now on. you got to experience it to believe it&amp;hellip;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i think that&amp;rsquo;s all for today..i&amp;rsquo;m already feeling sleepy&amp;hellip;mane tak nye&amp;hellip;am writing this while laying on my bed&amp;hellip;oh better stop right now..my laptop&amp;rsquo;s juice is running out (mls nak cucuk plug,pakai bateri jer&amp;hellip;hahaha..mmg pemalas!!). till then, adios!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-116542552531941727?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/116542552531941727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=116542552531941727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/116542552531941727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/116542552531941727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/12/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-114179503677124672</id><published>2006-03-08T13:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T07:34:10.540+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and raves'/><title type='text'>Slackers and slobs!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;seems like as though someone is singing in my head. just my 2 cents regarding my newly bought canal earphone…hahaha…currently listening to tracks from Planet Hollywood album which i copied from my room mate’s audio cd collection. ripped them all..huhuhh…as long as i don’t distribute these songs over the net, that still counts legal. won’t it? doesn’t matter though as our network administrators block all ports for P2P networks. can’t even use kazaa and bittorrent…but the thing is, they can. tak aci betui!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this morning’s activity was flurried with preparing the schedule for the lab viva. which i totally detest as this is not my work. what the f*** they think we are? somekind of robots who don’t take no as an answer? apart from preparing the viva schedule, we (me and 2 other GAs) have to book the rooms and the projectors as well. what the hell were they thinking? they… refers  to my ‘bapak’ and the ‘xx’s. why don’t the xxs take the responsibility of doing this? as far as i’m concerned..they don’t even have works…they don’t even conduct the lab. which leaves me to a conclusion that the ‘xx’s are just a total good-for-nothing slob! huhuhh…quite harsh, isn’t it? lantak aar…ade aku kisah?? hahaha… and my ‘bapak’ plak kept directing me to do this and that…zul, zul..catat yg saya tulih ni…buat notis untuk budak2 ni nanti…prepare jadual viva…bla bla bla…huhuhh…who the hell he thinks i am? his secretary? huhuhh…enough with this never-ending blabber…malas nak layan. the mere thought of it makes my blood pressure dangerously rising.huhuhh..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok, signing off…tata…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-114179503677124672?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/114179503677124672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=114179503677124672&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/114179503677124672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/114179503677124672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/03/slackers-and-slobs.html' title='Slackers and slobs!!'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-114178888717381147</id><published>2006-03-08T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T17:05:52.142+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gadget'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>SHE 9500 review</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;i&amp;rsquo;ve just received my SHE9500 canal earphone yesterday. mikechai was kind enough to deliver it promptly with free of charge delivery. when i first opened the package, i saw the tiny wire dangling from the earphone. it was unbelieavably thin as compared to my sony earphone. made a mental note to give extra care for this babe. one more dissappointing thing though is that the wire is made of soft, spongy&amp;nbsp;rubber which scares the hell out of me that i might accidentally make it &amp;lsquo;putus&amp;rsquo;&amp;hellip;huhuhhh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;opening the package alone took me forever as the soft and thin earphone&amp;rsquo;s wire was attached to the plastic package which makes it hard to take out. luckily, i manage to take it out without harm..fuhh&amp;hellip;*sigh of relief&amp;hellip;without wasting time, i tested it out with my laptop (as i didn&amp;rsquo;t bring my minidisc). turned out that the sound was not up to par with what i used to hear with my sony earphone. it was then that i remembered that i needed to give it quite some time for &amp;lsquo;burning in&amp;rsquo;. i let it play for another 2 hours to give it a really nice warm up.hehehe&amp;hellip;wow! the sound totally improved&amp;hellip;i was awed by the clear sound it produced&amp;hellip;kalah sony earphone aku tu..the feeling was like..eemm..like i was totally out of this world&amp;hellip;hahaha&amp;hellip;can&amp;rsquo;t wait to test it out with my minidisc.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;went back around 7 pm. awfully late considering that i usually have my evening nap around 6 pm&amp;hellip;hahaha&amp;hellip;totally a bad habit. can&amp;rsquo;t help myself&amp;hellip;i was too tired of doing nothing at school! had dinner with &lt;a href="http://blackmountain.blogdrive.com/"&gt;anakgajah&lt;/a&gt; at Fauzi&amp;rsquo;s. that&amp;rsquo;s why la i went back late.huhuhh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;asked for the minidisc from my room mate. my room mate pinjam pagi tadi. test the earphone with the player. though the sound was quite unacceptable for my ears at first, i didn&amp;rsquo;t give up trying. maybe it was a bad choice of songs. switched with other discs. when i put in the MLTR disc with tracks encoded at 192 kbps ATRAC3plus then only i realized how crisp and clear the sound was. words can&amp;rsquo;t describe how good the sound was. but the thing that bothered me most was the fact that playing 256 kbps ATRAC3plus tracks sound like 64 kbps tracks. just don&amp;rsquo;t really know what the hell happened. maybe my ears play trick on me&amp;hellip;or maybe bad song&amp;rsquo;s selection again. who knows&amp;hellip;as of this moment, i&amp;rsquo;m still &amp;lsquo;burning in&amp;rsquo; this earphone. rules of thumb that i got from the audiophile forum is that u need to &amp;lsquo;burn in&amp;rsquo; at least for 4&amp;ndash;5 days&amp;hellip;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-114178888717381147?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/114178888717381147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=114178888717381147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/114178888717381147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/114178888717381147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/03/she-9500-review.html' title='SHE 9500 review'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-114136117101676587</id><published>2006-03-03T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T16:55:00.370+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gadget'/><title type='text'>Philips SHE9500 canal earphones</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;bought myself this&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://forum.lowyat.net/index.php?showtopic=236696"&gt;SHE9500&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;canal earphones&amp;nbsp;to be paired with my &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/B000B6H2QI/002-2256171-9684032?v=glance"&gt;MZ-M10&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;though i consider myself a novice in lowyat.net bulk order, i was willing to take the risk. what the heck! i&amp;rsquo;ve just transferred the money to the seller&amp;rsquo;s bank account this morning without even thinking what the consequences might be to my current tight budget. just plain crazy! what the heck&amp;hellip;as long as i got to listen nice, crisp, and clear sound with my hi-md player, that&amp;rsquo;d be comforting already. i was contemplating to buy the MDR-EX71 canal earphone, but it was way out of my budget. RM159 a piece may sounds crazy considering that i don&amp;rsquo;t have that much money right now. but the philips SHE9500 is half the price which definitely suits my budget &amp;hellip;price/performance wise&amp;hellip;plus..i read a lot of good reviews about it.huhuhhh&amp;hellip;though i consider myself one of those geeky audiophiles&amp;hellip;i wasn&amp;rsquo;t crazy enough to buy the shure or etymotic earphones. they are way too damn expensive for a student like me&amp;hellip;.RM500/RM600 a piece&amp;hellip;huhuhh..i wonder how it may sounds with my MZ-M10.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/pakaque/107053470/"&gt;&lt;img alt="she9500_00_rtg_" src="http://static.flickr.com/52/107053470_1b15bb2664_m.jpg" align="textBottom" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oppss..sorry for being such an audiophile&amp;nbsp;geek&amp;hellip; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-114136117101676587?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/114136117101676587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=114136117101676587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/114136117101676587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/114136117101676587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/03/philips-she9500-canal-earphones.html' title='Philips SHE9500 canal earphones'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-114135968874101297</id><published>2006-03-03T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T16:53:55.527+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and raves'/><title type='text'>Toss the FBR in the drain!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;wow, i&amp;rsquo;ve just read a paper (not actually a paper but more like a report) related to my work. which of course is the dreaded photocatalysis. quite surprising though co&amp;rsquo;z i was actually enjoying the read.huhuhh? i was totally immersed with the reading that i forgot my lunch. i just don&amp;rsquo;t know..maybe there was a shred of interest or passion in me towards research that i haven&amp;rsquo;t fully explored.god knows&amp;hellip;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;had a photo session with my &amp;lsquo;bapak&amp;rsquo; a&amp;nbsp; few days ago. seeing his face was not a very nice idea of spending the day actually. i actually felt like i don&amp;rsquo;t want to go for the photo session. but i &amp;lsquo;had to&amp;rsquo;&amp;hellip;there were quite a number of us..considering &amp;lsquo;bapak&amp;rsquo; got a lot of sons and daughters (i always felt amazed as to how he can manage to handle of us at once!). we imported derek chan (chan as in japanese anime&amp;hellip;sakura chan&amp;hellip;hahaha)as the profesional photographer. being the always cute boy he is, he managed to put every cuteness of his in all of our photos..hahaah..just kidding though. and as expected, bapak asked about my experimental work. told him that the increase of catalyst doesn&amp;rsquo;t help much. (mind you that this is not another lie like i did in the previous entry).in fact, it doesn&amp;rsquo;t help at all which of course made me feel like tossing the stupid FBR in the drain (leh muat ke? huhuhh).and surprisingly, when i run the stupid FBR in batch mode (without the circulation) there was a noticeable degradation in the blue colour of MB. which left me thinking that maybe there wasnt enough light exposure when i did the circulation thingy. the hell with the circulation flow. bapak suggested that i did it in batch mode(minus the circulation). this makes me wondering as to why the hell didn&amp;rsquo;t he suggest me this thing in the first place. i&amp;rsquo;ve wasted my time doing the circulation thingy.huhuhh&amp;hellip;totally hate this! but the good thing is, i can finally continue my work with ease knowing that it would definitely work in batch mode. need to do some modification of the air flow thingy though.huhuhh..maybe i can just ask dayat to have a look at the stupid FBR.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ohh&amp;hellip;totally forgot that i have tuition class tonite.haven&amp;rsquo;t started revising the subject yet. planning to do it this evening.huhuhh&amp;hellip;hopefully i can finish it before i go to teach tonight. syitah just told me this morning that there would be another&amp;nbsp; 5 students tonight which bring to a total of 8 students. somehow, i felt nervous as 8 persons was quite a lot to me. but then again, the more ..the merrier (leh dpt hasil lumayan!) hahahaha&amp;hellip;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;that&amp;rsquo;s it for today&amp;rsquo;s entry&amp;hellip;malas dah nak naip.huhuhhh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-114135968874101297?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/114135968874101297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=114135968874101297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/114135968874101297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/114135968874101297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/03/toss-fbr-in-drain.html' title='Toss the FBR in the drain!'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-114022816168915881</id><published>2006-02-18T10:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T16:53:55.527+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and raves'/><title type='text'>Bapak went hunting for his son!</title><content type='html'>i was on my motorbike when the phone started ringing. though i can&amp;rsquo;t hear which specific ringtone it was, i could sense that this call might be from bapak. upon arriving at Wee Pin, then only i checked the phone. my hunch was absolutely right. it was bapak after all. on the pretext of defending myself, i sms&amp;rsquo;ed him explaining to him that i was on my bike when he called. thus, the-not-picking-up-the-phone act.not sooner than 2 seconds, my phone started ringing back.this time the usual fast-paced, annoying cartoon&amp;nbsp;ringtone that i specifically set for him caught my ears. huh? i dutifully picked up the call.it was like i&amp;rsquo;ve never met him like a month because he was asking all this sort of questions at once. asked how&amp;rsquo;s the HPLC? how&amp;rsquo;s the &amp;lsquo;daftar harta&amp;rsquo; process? hello? i&amp;rsquo;ve already filled up the &amp;lsquo;daftar harta&amp;rsquo; form like a month ago.huh? talk about ignoring his own &amp;lsquo;sons&amp;rsquo; and &amp;lsquo;daughters&amp;rsquo;. and undeniably, he asked the most dreaded thing i&amp;rsquo;ve been avoiding. how&amp;rsquo;s your experimental work? i came up with a quick lie (i always wonder how my mind can think so fast when it comes to deceitful thoughts). i told him that i&amp;rsquo;ve already tried with twice the amount of catalyst i used previously..which of course is a total lie&amp;hellip;and the reaction was a little bit faster than before but still didn&amp;rsquo;t account for a good degradation rate for me&amp;hellip;which was an absolute lie again.huhuhh&amp;hellip;the &amp;lsquo;good&amp;rsquo; thing is..he asked me to prepare a progress report. which is good because i can push myself to the limits in order to finish things up.i hope so&amp;hellip;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-114022816168915881?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/114022816168915881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=114022816168915881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/114022816168915881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/114022816168915881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/02/bapak-went-hunting-for-his-son.html' title='Bapak went hunting for his son!'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-114022802260747551</id><published>2006-02-18T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T16:53:55.527+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and raves'/><title type='text'>is this for real?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;sometimes i just don't know why the hell i'm here in the first place. by that, i mean usm. i don't know why the hell i'm doing masters. was it for the love of pursuing education? i personally think that this is not my real goal. i don't even have the passion for research. do i? i've been here like over 1 year and a half. and still, i don't even know what i'm really doing. they say photocatalysis. but i say bullshit. huh? i can't even remember when was the last time i read a paper related to my work. i just hate reading that stuff. scientific babble was more like it. i feel like i haven't used my brain for quite some time..i felt that my brain was numb all this while.there's this feeling of nothingness inside me.like i know nothing. like i don't care anything. god, i hate this feeling...but in reality, i just have to push myself doing this, loving this. i have to, i need to...or else i lose my masters. the truth is really harsh for me to devour. what was it like doing something you truly despise, but yet you felt compelled to do it. i think that i've been feeling the same way since i did my degree. do i really love chemical engineering? i don't think so. i can't even remember what i've learnt throughout the 3 and a half years of hell.hahahaha..but yet, i managed to complete my degree.huh? miracle does work in its own way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;coming back to reality...the truth is, i have to complete my masters by the end of August. by that time, i would be penniless...considering that would be the last time i'd be receiving my paycheck as a GA. i've been thinking over, maybe i need to do some outside job. that's why i was more than willing to accept citah's offer last night. she told me that there's a vacancy in the tuition centre. to be frank, i've never conducted a tuition class before. can i really do this? i don't know..maybe it's time i try something new..something i haven't tried before. see whether i do really have potential in teaching other people&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-114022802260747551?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/114022802260747551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=114022802260747551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/114022802260747551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/114022802260747551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/02/is-this-for-real.html' title='is this for real?'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-113984662628118776</id><published>2006-02-14T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T16:53:55.527+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and raves'/><title type='text'>Ever considered counselling as a profession?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I did absolutely nothing today except going to the post office to settle bapak&amp;rsquo;s bills. Huh!! how i hate this job. tapi nak wat camne..terpaksa wat jugak. dalam hati tu, nyumpah seranah. tak ikhlas langsung..hehehe..who cares? lantak aar&amp;hellip;the thing that i hated most about post office is the long queue. but today was totally different. i was lucky coz there weren&amp;rsquo;t many people there.kejap jer setel bil. and the woman behind the counter was very nice and polite and was surprisingly very fast too. totally different when i came the other day. maybe, on that day, the staff got tensed because of the long queue.huh..whatever la..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh, i spent the whole morning as being an uncertified love councellor.huh?surprise..surprise.i didn&amp;rsquo;t know why she approached me (this girl is a close friend of mine). maybe due the fact that i&amp;rsquo;m the only guy there. mind you, there are only 3 guys doing msc.two are married which leaves me the only person who doesn&amp;rsquo;t have any commitment whatsoever.so, i guessed this girl wanted my opinion as a guy.she was having trouble with her boyfriend. no need to elaborate. i don&amp;rsquo;t want to spread other people&amp;rsquo;s love problem in this blog.hehehe. i don&amp;rsquo;t even have any experience in love but yet she chose me instead. i just gave her my best and tried everything i could to help her (mostly in terms of opinions..).but in the end, her boyfriend did sms her back saying the he still loves her.a happy ending&amp;hellip;*sigh of relief&amp;hellip;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-113984662628118776?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113984662628118776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=113984662628118776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/113984662628118776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/113984662628118776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/02/ever-considered-counselling-as.html' title='Ever considered counselling as a profession?'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-113945959527203146</id><published>2006-02-09T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T16:40:17.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Unfortunate Mishap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/pakaque/97416328/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Pokok" src="http://static.flickr.com/28/97416328_32b42164e9_m.jpg" align="textBottom" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/pakaque/97474544/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Picture(14)" src="http://static.flickr.com/41/97474544_2a92eb9877_m.jpg" align="textBottom" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pokok aku yang comel jatuh tadi. abis tumpah sume gel.uwaaaaa....(gambo kiri)&amp;hellip;the &amp;lsquo;pokok&amp;rsquo; was a given a new lease of life-greenish kryptonite-like gel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;font face="VERDANA" color="#000080" size="1"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;font face="VERDANA" color="#000080" size="1"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.qumana.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-113945959527203146?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113945959527203146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=113945959527203146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/113945959527203146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/113945959527203146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/02/unfortunate-mishap_09.html' title='An Unfortunate Mishap'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-113945358257879320</id><published>2006-02-09T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T16:53:55.527+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and raves'/><title type='text'>A Sudden Change</title><content type='html'>I am feeling sleepy as hell today. The reason? Sleep deprivation? Nah, it's just me. It's just that I came to school awfully early today. I'm the first person to arrive.huhhh...why the sudden change today? i would usually wake up at 8 something and be at school by 9 something. i don't know what the hell got in me today.hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the lab hoping that i would somehow instill some sense of motivation to do my work. minoo, a.ka. my elder sister was there. she desperately wanted to see me since yesterday and therefore without wasting time asked me with all sort of questions. i envied her for being so diligent in her research work. i wished i was like her. anyway, minoo told me her encounter with 'bapak' yesterday. and as usual, bapak would always ask 'what have you been doing?how's your experimental work going on?'For me, those questions are the most dreaded questions that i always want to avoid answering.huhuhh...and bapak gave minoo this ridiculous, totally absurd idea of immobilizing the catalyst onto the walls of the fluidized bed thingy. what's the point of fabricating a FBR reactor if you don't want to fluidize? maybe he meant that the phenol solution is to be fluidized instead of the catalyst. hello? how could he be so dumb?ooppss...i'm going to get killed for this.anyways, that's the thing i don't like about my supervisor. his ideas are always inconsistent, totally absurd and misleading...oh god, please help me, don't let him read this!!huhuhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-113945358257879320?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113945358257879320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=113945358257879320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/113945358257879320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/113945358257879320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/02/sudden-change.html' title='A Sudden Change'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-113928926050908133</id><published>2006-02-06T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T13:14:20.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My PC was  kidnapped!</title><content type='html'>It was already late considering I had to conduct undergraduate lab tomorrow.but here i am, still alive and kicking.it was like being in a cinema, my room i mean. what with the thumping sound from the creative subwoofer and the crystal clear sound coming from the satellite speakers.i was actually typing this while watching a movie. wow!multi tasking at work i guess.i've watched the movie before, just a few days ago. but what the heck, i cant just refrain myself from watching this movie again. what movie huh? saw ii.it was quite horrifying and violent what with the blood being splashed all over every minute. almost every scene involved with blood splattering.it just make me blood sick even more. be warned that anyone who is afraid of blood shouldn't watch this movie.myself included. i was quite amazed as to how i manage to watch this movie until the end.huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of this babbling that boasts my room being turned into a cinema was made possible with the presence of my desktop pc.hahaha..i've just kidnapped my pc from the msc room with the help from my room mate who happened to have a car.but frankly, he was the one who offered me the help, knowing that my pc has dvd rom.hahahaha...i can only imagine that my pc is being turned into a solely movie watching machine. i have yet to bring back all the dvds that i have collected so far. tomorrow, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life was as usual today. the usual loafing around activity.you what?!! you are not doing your work again, are you? today, i did the translation work again!! and i busied myself with restocking the chemicals. i contacted a handful of suppliers to ask for quotation.hopefully, by tomorrow they will respond. what else did i do today...emm..buat stamp pad signature bapak ngan ketua projek.huhuhh..i guess the rest of the day was filled with lelong.com.my activity.hahaah...i lose around Rm200 today to the lelonger guys.bought myself a used hard disk and a fake swatch watch.hahahaha..i've never had watch before.so what the heck, it was kinda cheap&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-113928926050908133?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113928926050908133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=113928926050908133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/113928926050908133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/113928926050908133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-pc-was-kidnapped.html' title='My PC was  kidnapped!'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-113895922429979827</id><published>2006-02-03T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T17:02:07.597+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute'/><title type='text'>Trying hard to be human-like</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/pakaque/94860583/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/pakaque/94860583/"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 405px; HEIGHT: 305px" height="339" alt="Picture(24)" src="http://static.flickr.com/21/94860583_f00415e26b.jpg" width="420" align="textBottom" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 0.9em"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/pakaque/94860583/"&gt;Picture(24)&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/pakaque/"&gt;pakaque&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is one cute cat I managed to snap during my recent lunch in Kelapa Sawit (long time ago..hehehe). This cute cat was desperately trying to impress us by mimicking a human sitting pose. Huh, I guess that hurts...the cat's tummy that is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-113895922429979827?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113895922429979827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=113895922429979827&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/113895922429979827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/113895922429979827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/02/trying-hard-to-be-human-like.html' title='Trying hard to be human-like'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-113894442365615008</id><published>2006-02-03T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T16:55:43.169+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and raves'/><title type='text'>A 'Joyous' Day in the Post Office</title><content type='html'>Post office sucks!!! I've just come back from there. I wish I weren't there in the first place.Post office service in parit buntar definitely sucks. way different from terengganu's post office. something to brag about..hehehehe...i spent nearly 1 hour waiting in line, standing there waiting for my turn and at the same time i have to bear the scorching sun heating up my brain.huhh...what a day. what irked me most was the fact that there were only 2 counters opened.imagine there are a lot of people waiting in line that we have wait outside the post office!for god's sake!! there were 3 other empty counters. and these people who were behind the counters were totally slow...almost snail-like doing their job. so pathetic that i almost felt like spitting out my rage in front of other people. but luckily i managed to hold back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to call back these petronas guys. ask them wether they have other means for loan payment. i just hope that there would be online payment co'z that would  make my life easier.almost every thing is conducted via online banking these days.hope petronas won't be one left out.hopefully....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and there was usop in the post office too.i was almost near the counter when he saw me.he was way out behind the line.made a gesture that he wanted to ask for my help instead.he didn't even come to me. so i just ignored him..huhhh..how rude! pedulik aar..when it was my turn at the counter, i tried to make eye contact with him again, approving that i was willing to help. then only he came and handed out all the things. how i hate this, doing other people's mess and had to wait to wait even longer.seemed like eternity.huh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, thinking in the positive way, i would have done the same thing as usop if i were him. who wouldn't want to ask a friend's help when the queue was so long that you didn't even notice it moves.huh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-113894442365615008?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113894442365615008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=113894442365615008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/113894442365615008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/113894442365615008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/02/joyous-day-in-post-office.html' title='A &apos;Joyous&apos; Day in the Post Office'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-113211145763664703</id><published>2005-11-15T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T16:55:43.169+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and raves'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've just got a call from IBJ, my ex-koleq's friend. I was totally surprised when he told me that he would be getting married this weekend. Not that I haven't got a single clue that he's getting married soon. But I don't expect this soon. I may or may not hear precisely what Syed has been telling me all this while about IBJ's wedding. I totally missed the point that he's getting married on the 20th Nov. Not 20th Dec!!!! What the heck! My mind was racing frantically after the phone conversation, thinking of where should i 'lepak' this time. Bbeque's house is totally out as he would be gone by tomorrow. Off to the offshore again. I wondered whetehr he celebrated raya offshore again this year. Maybe I should go to Psunk's house or Syed's house instead. Made a mental note to call both of them tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, it's already 12.01 am. Here I am, writing in this journal while sipping a mug of hot steaming jasmine tea. My latest infatuation with green tea. huhuhuhh.... I read somewhere that jasmine tea can soothe your mind thereby aiding you in sleep (which I desperately need right now if i want to wake up early tomorrow morning for the sahur). I'm planning to fast tomorrow!! I've been planning to do the 6-day-Syawal-fasting all these while but to no avail. My always hungry stomach is definitely to be blamed. Believe it or not, I've gained weight again. Another 2 kg.... which give me a simple linear equation for my weight gain in terms of how many weeks I spent at home. For each week I spent at home, an increase of 1 kg would be observed. As simle as that... I'm truly lucky that the weight gain does not increase exponentially... Huhuhuhh... what the hell I'm mumbling about (Cam buat R&amp;amp;D thesis plak). Talking like a true geek!!! Huhuhuhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, another 15 minutes went by..but still the jasmine tea's effect still didn't kick in. Huh, what the heck.. I can still write on for pages. Huhuhhh...Forgot to mention what happened at bapak's house today. I was there this afternoon to hand-deliver a report to him. Something related to MICET. What the heck, who cares!!! On the way there, my mind was furiously working...making up stories i ncase he's in the mod of asking about my experimental work (he's always in the mood to ask whenever we see each other, but on this particular day, he's sick!!! Caught a flue!) So, i kinda hope that he wouldn't dare to ask. AS if!!! That's why la, I have to prepare myself..As the patriotic saying goes.. 'Bersedia sebelum pergi berjuang...' Hahahaha...ade ke camtu. Ah, lantak ar! Wow, the tea's effect has really kicked in. My eyes felt heavy...sambung esok ar. Tak larat dah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-113211145763664703?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113211145763664703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=113211145763664703&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/113211145763664703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/113211145763664703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/11/ive-just-got-call-from-ibj-my-ex.html' title=''/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-113202357657651354</id><published>2005-11-15T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T16:55:43.169+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and raves'/><title type='text'>Festive mood...</title><content type='html'>Raya is over, but i'm still in the festive mood. today is the third day i'm here (in usm campus) after a long two week hari raya break. it was such a joyous raya holiday this year as all my family members were gathered. even my brother in sabah came back.hehehehe... i had great time melayan karenah my nieces and nephews. they were so energetic that i've drained out all my energy just to layan them. emm back to where i am. third day, but i'm still daydreaming. rasa malas tu is always there. maybe because i got used to home. lazing around..doing nothing...eat and eat and eat... the outcome of this habit really shows as my tummy is obviously bigger than before. (almost all my friends commented on this, even dr zack pun!!) hahahahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've just received a call from pidah, bapak's PA...whew...asked me to send some files to bapak's house. being the ever obedient slave i am, i dutifully agreed to go to bapak's house. I hate this!!! kay, nanti sambung plak....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-113202357657651354?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113202357657651354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=113202357657651354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/113202357657651354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/113202357657651354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/11/festive-mood.html' title='Festive mood...'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-113076938545252498</id><published>2005-10-31T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T22:36:25.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My lovely pokok</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/pakaque/58036442/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/31/58036442_0a6fe5e6ce_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/pakaque/58036442/"&gt;My lovely pokok&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/pakaque/"&gt;pakaque&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-113076938545252498?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113076938545252498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=113076938545252498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/113076938545252498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/113076938545252498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-lovely-pokok.html' title='My lovely pokok'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-113045717032285785</id><published>2005-10-28T07:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T07:52:50.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Message Delivered to you by Maxis</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;It has been quite some time since i last wrote in this blog.forgive me for neglecting u,my blog dearie.right now i'min a bus heading to butterworth.balik kampung to be exact.hooray!the moment i've been waiting for since the beginning of ramadhan.how i've always been yearning to break fast at home&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-113045717032285785?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113045717032285785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=113045717032285785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/113045717032285785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/113045717032285785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/10/message-delivered-to-you-by-maxis_28.html' title='Message Delivered to you by Maxis'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-112974294682792185</id><published>2005-10-20T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T14:37:11.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sahur...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;It was still awfully early,but i already had my sahur.a pack of nasi lemak and a burger would suffice.huhuh..as if!It seems that i fail to satisfy my hunger crave once again coz rite now, i'm savagely devouring a cup of mee maggi.forgive me my beloved four-month-old-pregnant tummy.i just can't resist the temptation.maybe i can make it up to you by giving u a mug of steaming hot creamy milo.huh?bribing my own tummy.hehe..gilo ko apo.anyway, i just wanna enjoy my maggi rite now.tata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(posted from SE T610 phone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-112974294682792185?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112974294682792185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=112974294682792185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/112974294682792185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/112974294682792185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/10/sahur.html' title='Sahur...'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-112971480427973336</id><published>2005-10-19T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T16:55:43.169+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and raves'/><title type='text'>Men Are From Mars, Women Are From Venus...</title><content type='html'>it just so happened that i came across my friend's blog this evening. but the fact is, hari2 dok bace!!!hehehehe... she wrote something sad, bringing me close to tears. seriously....it never occurs to me that women are so sensitive when it comes to relationship. so sensitive that even the simplest thing (what men consider the simplest) would ache women's heart really bad. one thing i learnt from her is that never leave ur wife alone at home. spend some quality time for her. I know that most of us (men) would love to hang out with their friends till the wee hours of the morning. seriously, i do love it. who in his right mind would oppose to this.hehehe..the teh tarik, the gossipping (in the usual guy's style), the laughters, the new jokes...everything la...now, i knew. i shouldn't do that to my beloved future wife. promise...promise...hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that i mentioned about jokes, i remembered this old joke my friends used to share. we had a real good time laughing our hearts out. to be exact, it is a joke embedded in a riddle.here goes... "kalo ko cabut kepala, sume kaki, dan ekor biri-biri apa yang ko dapat?" huhuhuhhh..sounds tricky...think outside the box, if you please....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(to be continued...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-112971480427973336?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112971480427973336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=112971480427973336&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/112971480427973336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/112971480427973336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/10/men-are-from-mars-women-are-from-venus.html' title='Men Are From Mars, Women Are From Venus...'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-112967685182843381</id><published>2005-10-19T07:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T07:07:31.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Message Delivered to you by Maxis</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;i woke up surprisingly early today.something u rarely see in my every day life.to be frank,it was the second day actually (early rise,subuh prayer at the mosque).this is so not me!it's just that,i decide to do a makeover of my life.it's not that i'm turning into a really pious person.i don't know what the heck i'm mumbling about.lantak ar!!hahaha.it's already 7am.i wonder whether i should get some sleep or not.the thought of going to the school at this very moment did cross my mind.but then,rase cam malas plak&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-112967685182843381?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112967685182843381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=112967685182843381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/112967685182843381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/112967685182843381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/10/message-delivered-to-you-by-maxis_19.html' title='Message Delivered to you by Maxis'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-112962760716850425</id><published>2005-10-18T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T09:27:51.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Message Delivered to you by Maxis</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;mobile posting the 2nd.testing again.gonna break fast at kfc today.yummy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-112962760716850425?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112962760716850425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=112962760716850425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/112962760716850425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/112962760716850425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/10/message-delivered-to-you-by-maxis.html' title='Message Delivered to you by Maxis'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-112954138909439035</id><published>2005-10-17T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T09:29:13.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mobile posting</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I just wanna test the email provided by blogger.com. See whether it live up to its expectation. I've had enough crap already. I wonder howmany &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-112954138909439035?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112954138909439035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=112954138909439035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/112954138909439035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/112954138909439035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/10/mobile-posting.html' title='Mobile posting'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-112884863550308944</id><published>2005-10-09T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T16:55:43.169+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and raves'/><title type='text'>Sleepyhead..</title><content type='html'>(Yawn...)&lt;br /&gt;I feel a bit tired today. sleepy as well. do bear in mind that i'm not making an excuse for the fasting. maybe i didn't get enough sleep last night. it was all because of that lembaran cafe. hahaha..funny isn't, how one can blame the cafe for the exhaustion. in my case, it's definitely the truth. last night, while returning from school (did nothing actually..simply because i was bored as hell staying in the room. i thought i could use some company (my pc la temankan)) I headed straight to the lembaran cafe. the only one opened for the night. it was around 1 am at that time and i felt sleepy already.  i thought of 'tapau'ing the nasi and lauk. but then, there wasn't any rice left. the owner said it would be just a few minutes. wait i did along with the other guys (mind you that there were quite a lot of people at that time, patiently waiting for the nasi). but then i changed my mind, thinking that i have to queue up with these guys. so, i went upstairs and laze around. reading newspaper. funny how i only read that day's newspaper only the next day.huhuhh... after around 2 am, i went to the cafe again. by that time, only a few were there (feww...sigh of relief). so i went to fill in the nasi. but then, there wasn't any polystyrene container available. thinking that the cafe's owner might forgot, i asked at the counter. the guy said that they didn't have any bekas polystyrene left. so, one of them went out to buy.huhuhhh... damn it! again i had to wait and wait...wait i did until i couldn't stand any longer (my eyes felt really heavy by that time). so i just tapau the lauk and nasi in a plastic bag.as a matter of fact, that bekas polystyrene was not that important. but i obediently waited for it because i didn't have any plate with me (still in the old rented house). after waiting for quite some time, then only i remembered that i still have one tupperware. though it got stuff inside (the sambal bilis my mum gave), i was thinking maybe i could use the lid as a plate.hahahhaha.. it may look down right dumb but what the heck, i just wanna eat.hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ended waking up real late today (9.30 is considered late already, considering that Spongebob is showing today. Today is sunday for god's sake!). there u go, i missed Spongebob for the first time today.huhuhh. i called che kioh and asked for her help to transfer my things from the rented house. went there around 10 am and cleared all my things in a jiffy. Spooky (the deranged cat..how cruel!) was there as well. i nearly forgot about feeding her usual concoction of breakfast (multi-coloured friskies). so, i poured some friskies for her. and to my utter disbelief, she ate only a little (mind you that it was already late at that time. 10 am was a no-no for her). kak yam was there as well, cheerfully commenting on the strangely-behaved Spooky. as usual, the normal made-up story of me having an affair with Spooky never fails to amaze everyone who hears it. on this particular day, che kioh la yg dengaq! she kept mentioning how i might deeply hurt Spooky's feeling for neglecting her.it was only a few hours late.huhuhh.. never mind. i made a mental note to take Spooky with me, living in the hostel.huhuhh.. i wonder how Spooky would adapt herself to the new environment. as kak min used to comment on her "Spooky to anti sosial", i wonder how she would mingle with the other cats. what the heck. ah lantak aar! hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am waiting for the blogger page to load up.it's taking forever to load. how i hate this! i just hate surfing the net during the weekend. this crawling slowness would only mean one thing. that the pukom guy opened the net to the hostel. whatever that means (i just can't find the techie word...i'm not really good with these network jargons)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-112884863550308944?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112884863550308944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=112884863550308944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/112884863550308944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/112884863550308944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/10/sleepyhead.html' title='Sleepyhead..'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-112875748023196712</id><published>2005-10-08T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T16:55:43.170+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and raves'/><title type='text'>Moving out...</title><content type='html'>Today is already the fourth of Ramadhan. how time flies. here i am, in the msc room wasting time. to be frank, i'm feeling a bit exhausted (a lot actually). feel lilke all of my energy have been drained out of me. it's not because of fasting (though it might contribute a little). it's just that i have just finished unpacking my things (sort of..almost finished to be exact.hehehe) in the hostel. these few days have been the most tiring days co'z i have to move out my things from the old rented house. what with the fasting and clearing all the unwanted things from the house. seriously, the house was such a total mess. there was debris,rubbish,litter whatever you might want to call it everywhere, strewn all over the place. the sad thing is that i have to do it alone. not that i'm complaining but at least help me out before u leave the house (i'm referring to my housemates). thank goodness my other housemate, the one currently working in intel voluntarily lend a hand although not much, but frankly i am grateful for his deeds. imagined how much rubbish that i accumulated that i ran out of 'plastik sampah' that i newly bought (that was too much of an exaggeration, only half of the 'plastik sampah' remaining..hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though feeling dreadfully exhausted, i headed straight to the hostel to do the sweeping,cleaning, unpacking etc.huhuhh...there's still a whole bunch of things left at the rented house which i plan to move out today. but i can't move them yet co'z there's no transportation today (i depend solely on aisyah for this as her house is near my house...a bit cruel don't u think). my deepest gratitude goes to her for making my moving out of da house a breeze. not forgotten many thanks to her old trustie kelisa for bearing the burden of heavy loads.hehehe.not that old actually. and anak gajah also. thank goodness, i almost missed her out. anak gajah if you are reading this, a million thanks to u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that i'm officially moved out and officially being a tenant in the desasiswa jaya, i wonder how my life might be after this. mind you, that i'm leaving alone in that double room i got from kak mar. though she was reluctant at first to give me the unoccupied double room, but somehow i managed to get the room out of sheer luck. malas aar nak citer.nanti2 aar. erm, back to my rambling. imagine what would you feel if you have to 'bukak puasa' alone.as a matter of fact, i broke my fast alone (sadly) since the beginning of ramadhan except for yesterday la. i had my 'bukak puasa' with azam and jaha in Sinaran. buffet style..RM6.50 per head. the food was quite nice. as the usual routine for buffet styled bukak puasa, a lot of the food we took went untouched as our stomachs were already full. tu laa..tamak sangat!! caught tipah with her boyfriend (or so i thought) bukak puasa there. such a lovely matching couple..hehehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-112875748023196712?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112875748023196712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=112875748023196712&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/112875748023196712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/112875748023196712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/10/moving-out.html' title='Moving out...'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-112796936182767322</id><published>2005-09-29T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T17:03:56.478+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute'/><title type='text'>Putih's Twin</title><content type='html'>&lt;BODY&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4756/449/640/Tudung_052.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4756/449/320/Tudung_052.jpg' border=0 alt='' style='display:block;margin 0px auto 10px; cursor:hand; text-align:center'&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/BODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda cute. There was an uncanny resemblance with my previous cat (Putih). But too bad, I didn't have Putih's pic with me. it would a joy to compare these cats side by side..huhuhh... wouldn't it? it seemed like i have nothing else to do...huhuhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: a million thanks to kak min who generously share this picture with me&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-112796936182767322?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112796936182767322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=112796936182767322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/112796936182767322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/112796936182767322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/09/putihs-twin_29.html' title='Putih&apos;s Twin'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-112796019231803314</id><published>2005-09-29T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T16:55:43.170+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and raves'/><title type='text'>Bored?</title><content type='html'>Ever felt that way before? surely u did. everyone else felt it almost all the time. for me, feeling bored is like a part of my life. feeling like i had nothing to do. but the fact is, there's tons of works to be finished.huhuhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to monitor undergrads' lab today. the usual faces. But some of them, were quite talkative. just the thing i need to shun away this feeling of bored.huhuhh..better go now to check them..adios! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-112796019231803314?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112796019231803314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=112796019231803314&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/112796019231803314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/112796019231803314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/09/bored.html' title='Bored?'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-112790105256182967</id><published>2005-09-28T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T08:11:24.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Agro Craze...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4756/449/640/pokok2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4756/449/320/pokok2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly everyone became interested in agro. The hype was very much initiated by none other than Kak Da a.k.a Kak Yong (jangan mare ar..hahaha). The picture above proved it to u. that's kak da's very first gel-based plant.huhuhh..kinda cute isn't it? please don't blame me if something unfortunate were to happen to that 'pokok'. I mean, it might got stolen someday..hahhahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-112790105256182967?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112790105256182967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=112790105256182967&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/112790105256182967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/112790105256182967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/09/agro-craze.html' title='Agro Craze...'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-112788395198863009</id><published>2005-09-28T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T16:55:43.170+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and raves'/><title type='text'>Fire Drill!!!! (part 2)</title><content type='html'>....Everyone else was hurrying (in slow pace to be exact) out of lecture room, labs etc. i wonder whether these guys would rather walk slowly or run for their life if a real fire were to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that really bothered me was that as to why they chose this very specific day for the fire drill. i was planning to go to the lab actually (to everyone's horror...huhuhh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of us gathered at the parking lot. yep, i mean all of us including all the undergraduate students, staffs and lecturers. there were these 'pakciks' again (the ones wearing firefighter uniform..in case u've forgotten) setting up the place. they were about to demonstrate how to put out fire. there was this pakcik explaining how to put out the fire. in a simple word.. PASS..stands for pull...aim...squeeze..swing...to be frank, i wasn't paying attention to what that pakcik was babbling. in the end, they ask us to try out the PASS technique. and to make matters worse, i was the lucky number one to do the demo. wasn't there anyone else better suited for this demo? huh...i could barely remember what PASS stands for.luckily, that pakcik told me. it was my very first time putting out fire. i mean my very first time handling a fire extinguisher. quite fun actually..hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-112788395198863009?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112788395198863009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=112788395198863009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/112788395198863009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/112788395198863009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/09/fire-drill-part-2.html' title='Fire Drill!!!! (part 2)'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-112788139128771714</id><published>2005-09-28T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T17:03:56.478+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute'/><title type='text'>Say Cheese!!!</title><content type='html'>How i wish spooky can smile like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/14555885@N00/47068328/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/33/47068328_0511f3950e_m.jpg" width="240" height="177" alt="cat smile" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-112788139128771714?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112788139128771714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=112788139128771714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/112788139128771714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/112788139128771714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/09/say-cheese.html' title='Say Cheese!!!'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-112788006591064560</id><published>2005-09-28T12:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T16:55:43.170+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and raves'/><title type='text'>Fire Drill!!!!</title><content type='html'>It was raining heavily this morning. seems like a good enough reason for waking up real late. i went to the school around 10am. obviously my 'bapak' would kill me if he found out how late i was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw a few 'pakciks' clad in firefighter uniform on my way to the msc room. it was a scene rarely seen in my school. i knew that they were up to something..hahaha. upon stepping inside the room, the fire alarm bell rang almost instantly. it was an obviously annoying ear-splitting noise which my ears could barely handle. i just hate this! a fire drill when i was about to have my breakfast? i quickly grab a piece of 'kuih' so as to relieve my hunger crave while hurrying out of the msc room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(To be continued...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-112788006591064560?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112788006591064560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=112788006591064560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/112788006591064560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/112788006591064560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/09/fire-drill.html' title='Fire Drill!!!!'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-112787984228816150</id><published>2005-09-28T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T16:55:43.170+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and raves'/><title type='text'>Soundly asleep...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/14555885@N00/47068332/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/28/47068332_41c436f848_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/14555885@N00/47068332/"&gt;spooky sleeps&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/14555885@N00/"&gt;pakaque&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;there's spooky sleeping soundly on my lap oblivious to the noisy surrounding.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-112787984228816150?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112787984228816150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=112787984228816150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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type='html'>i don't know why i keep posting spooky's pic in this blog. what the heck. seems like she's a part of my life too..hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's one pic of her. spooky the supergirl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/14555885@N00/47068331/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/29/47068331_81cd6a2ecc_o.jpg" width="288" height="352" alt="spooky flies" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-112787950342303848?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112787950342303848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=112787950342303848&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>Has anyone seen this cat before? Wanted! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/Picture6.jpg" alt="Spooky..the deranged cat!" /&gt;&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/7361973-112781248944911931?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112781248944911931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=112781248944911931&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/112781248944911931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/112781248944911931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/09/spooky-here-and-there.html' title='Spooky here and there'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-112781030495530990</id><published>2005-09-27T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T16:55:43.170+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and raves'/><title type='text'>Why do I love to procrastinate?</title><content type='html'>why do i love to procrastinate?&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what the hell got into me. you tell me. hahahah...&lt;br /&gt;i just don't have the right answer. i've been procrastinating in every thing as long as i can remember....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a lot of things to do...but it seems like i have nothing to do (the way people see it). &lt;br /&gt;1) i still have to prepare two reports for my supervisor (one for the grant, the other-progress report). yet, i don't feel like doing it&lt;br /&gt;2) i need to book ticket for the raya holidays&lt;br /&gt;3) i need to test my catalyst-see whether it's working or not&lt;br /&gt;4) i need to repair the flowmeter for my fbr&lt;br /&gt;5) i need to learn how to use HPLC&lt;br /&gt;6) i need to learn how to use UV-Vis&lt;br /&gt;7) i need to pack up my things- i'm moving out of da house..hehe&lt;br /&gt;8) i need to pick up my laundry&lt;br /&gt;9) i need to finish up my msc proposal&lt;br /&gt;10) i need to prepare the slide for my proposal presentation&lt;br /&gt;11) i need to buy friskies to spooky - my deranged cat..hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else? i can't remember anything else. i know there are still many things i have to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YET, here i am..wasting my time..doing nothing..loafing around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have i lost my mind? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-112781030495530990?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112781030495530990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=112781030495530990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/112781030495530990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/112781030495530990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/09/why-do-i-love-to-procrastinate.html' title='Why do I love to procrastinate?'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-111457103691729769</id><published>2005-04-27T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T16:55:43.171+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and raves'/><title type='text'>Blurr</title><content type='html'>i woke up awfully late today. i shouldn't have stayed up last night and watch that drama series on tv. it's just that i didn't feel like sleeping at that time so i switched on the tv. anyway, the drama wasn't that bad at all. quite amusing and a great way to kill time when u can't sleep at night. wahahaha.. i wonder why the tv station aired drama in the wee hours of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually it was the ringing phone that woke me up this morning. my first hunch was that my supervisor called and he wanted to see me. whew.. it wasn't him. Annoyed (for waking me up) but somehow relieved, i picked up the phone. my friend called me all the way from Kelantan. i'm not gonna go into details about the call. it's just that this friend of mine wanted to me to cover him up for the utter mess that he's created. pretend to be someone else's lecturer. whoaaa.... ok, enough!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-111457103691729769?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111457103691729769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=111457103691729769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/111457103691729769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/111457103691729769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/04/blurr.html' title='Blurr'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-111451060814079123</id><published>2005-04-26T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T16:55:43.171+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and raves'/><title type='text'>Blackout every now and then</title><content type='html'>my uni sucks! huhuhh..sounds cruel. what the heck! i'm just telling u the truth. or should i put all the blames to the ongoing construction works. either way, blackout was inevitable. i went back home just before the blackout happened. if i knew the whole campus would have no electricity, i would've stayed back while enjoying the new 'telenovela' on tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was a few left in the room when i arrived. everyone else went to the cafe, killing time most probably. i just stayed in the room with the other few, rummaging through the newspaper. bored to death. realizing that we could do nothing much, we decided to go out. off we went for rojak treat.&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are feeling heavy. i feel like i wanna sleep. maybe i should go home and have some sleep. ok, chiow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-111451060814079123?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111451060814079123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=111451060814079123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/111451060814079123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/111451060814079123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/04/blackout-every-now-and-then.html' title='Blackout every now and then'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-111449646130938068</id><published>2005-04-26T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T16:55:43.171+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and raves'/><title type='text'>Pistachios....</title><content type='html'>here i am, munching pistachios while my fingers are furiously typing my blog. it seems like i wrote in this blog every half an hour. oh my god! am i nuts or what? i'm not absolutely nuts but i'm definitely eating nuts right now. wahhahaha.. this pistachio nuts are fresh from iran (albeit the sour taste might drive u thinking that it's preserved). a friend of mine just came back brom Iran and he gave us a packet of pistachio each. how thoughtful... thanks a lot. i wonder why this pistachios taste so good that i can't stop eating it. i don't even realize that i eat so much until i notice the remaining nuts. pardon me, for my blogging session was interupted just now. but right now i really have to go. i've just remembered that haven't prayed yet. bubbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-111449646130938068?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111449646130938068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=111449646130938068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/111449646130938068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/111449646130938068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/04/pistachios.html' title='Pistachios....'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-111449430984721984</id><published>2005-04-26T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T16:56:09.687+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and raves'/><title type='text'>Health conscious geek?</title><content type='html'>of late, i've become a health concious geek without me even realizing it. it's just that i am extremely concerned with my health. what with the exercise, diet, supplements. oh my god, what am i turning into? undeniably, this change that i'm experiencing right now is kinda good. i used to exercise everyday (jogging around for half an hour every morning before i go to 'work'). it was really fun actually with my mp3 player stuck inside my ear lobes with my favourite songs filling my soul.wahhahha... but that was a few weeks ago. i don't know where the heck does the spirit come from. but i really can wake really early in the morning and go for a jog. it was a kinda miracle feat but i manage to pull it out. now that my exercise days are over, i'm concentrating on having supplements in my daily life. i know it just sounds not right. perhaps from a doctor's point of view, exercise, diet and taking supplements should be done simultaneously, but i did it the other way round. what the heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was talking to my friend this morning about my growing concern of having diagnosed with diabetes. of late, i've been noticing that i have diabetes symptons. unsatiable thirst, excessive visit to the loo to urinate. that are some symptons that i've read somewhere. this friend of mine keep urging me to go and see the doctor. have my blood tested for glucose level in my blood. but the truth is, i just don't have the gut to see the doctor. seeing doctor is the least thing i would do. i would rather test my blood glucose level with my own if i have to do it with proper and necessary kit of course. i just don't like the idea of a doctor/nurse drawing out blood from my veins. it is a scary thought! but somehow i must overcome this fear of blood for the sake of my own health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, about this supplements i bought. i bought this spirulina tablet and some kind of gamat jelly. it doesn't look like jelly though. it's not that too viscous. i was afraid that the taste might deter me from eating it. but thank goodness, the taste wasn't so bad at all. to be frank, i just can't taste anything though the other girls were saying that it tasted and smelled like pandan leave. something wrong with my taste buds? hopefully not, cause i got other things to worry about. and about the spirulina... it taste like seaweed i bought the other day. and to be honest, i really like the taste that i almost chew all the tablets.hehehe.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-111449430984721984?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111449430984721984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=111449430984721984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/111449430984721984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/111449430984721984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/04/health-conscious-geek.html' title='Health conscious geek?'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-111449248770798349</id><published>2005-04-26T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T16:56:09.688+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and raves'/><title type='text'>Time flies....</title><content type='html'>how time flies... i cant remember the last time i wrote something in this blog. that was maybe almost a year ago. oh my, what a lazy bum i am. i don't know what to write..what to mumble. i just feel like i wanna write something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life has been in a rather topsy-turvy, chaotic but somehow i just don't care. i just wanna live my life to the fullest. it has been almost a year since i neglect my work. my priority to come here. my research work has somewhat become almost stagnant with no progress at all. i'm kinda worried though as my time is almost up. i wonder what would happen if i keep on going like this. new juniors keep coming with intense spirit glowing from their innocent faces. what the heck i'm mumbling about. but the truth is i just can't find any solid reason yet as to why i'm being here. stuck in here. i suppose that might be because of my previous work life. it's just that i don't really hate my previous work. i made quite a rapport with my colleagues although not all. i grew fond of my previous company. of the warm atmosphere...but what the heck, i just don't like living in large cities. more so with everyday jam that i have to hurdle. it just didn't fit my life. i don't want to forever live in that kind of environment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361973-111449248770798349?l=pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111449248770798349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7361973&amp;postID=111449248770798349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/111449248770798349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361973/posts/default/111449248770798349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensieveofthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/04/time-flies.html' title='Time flies....'/><author><name>#AnAkBaDAk#</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03111478831276825516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/pakaque/naruto.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361973.post-108803957588953675</id><published>2004-06-24T09:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T16:56:09.688+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and raves'/><title type='text'>1st  posting of the month</title><content type='html'>I woke up early today. Not as early as it used to be..hehehe..I was planning to meet my supervisor to discuss about my financial support. If he's going to turn down my demand, I'd be dead forsure. How on earth am I going to survive? 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